by Thalia Lake
“Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Ace! Yes, baby, YES!” was the song she sang to me over and over until I made her come so hard a flow of cum came running out of her pussy that I gladly licked and suckeled. Before she could even catch her breath, I went back at it until she came again and again. After her third intense orgasm she panted, “Baby, please...I can’t take any more. I can’t breathe.”
I looked up at her and the beautiful, messy aftermath I had her in. Her hair had come out of the messy bun she had it in, her legs were still shaking, and her chest was heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She was beautifully exhausted but very satisfied. Her skin was glowing, and it glistened with beads of sweat. I sweetly kissed the inside of her trembling soft thighs before I let her legs rest and pulled her up so I could claim her mouth.
She moaned deeply as she tasted herself on my lips and tongue. She reached down and caressed my painfully erect cock and looked at me. “Let’s go to my bedroom so I can take care of you,” she whispered sexily as she looked me in the eyes.
“As much as I’d love to let you do that, let’s wait.” I cupped her beautiful face as confusion spread across it.
“Why? I want to please you, Ace. I want you.”
Damn she turned me on. I’ve dreamed of hearing those words from her. “Say that again,” I demanded in a gruff tone.
“I want you. I’ve always wanted you, Ace,” Lola repeated as she boldly looked me in the eyes.
“Come here, baby,” I moaned before I took her face in my hands and kissed her with all the love and passion I had for her. I wanted to make love to her so bad right then and there, but I still exercised restraint. It wasn’t time. I pleased her, branded her with a taste of what life with me would be like. But when we make love, it will be because she loves me just as deeply as I love her and not a moment sooner. I meant it when I said Lola was special and different. I refused to have sex with her just because. I refused to treat her like I’ve treated all the women who have come and gone in my life. Lola was going to know what it meant to be with a grown man, to be loved by a man who worships the ground she walks on, who treats her like the queen that she is. I planned on spoiling this woman for the rest of my life. I wanted her to love me so deeply until I consumed her entire universe, the same way she consumed mine. As we gazed into each other’s eyes, I could see that I wouldn’t have to wait long. I’d come close several times to telling her that I loved her, but when the time was right I would tell her. In the meantime, I would continue to show her how I feel about her in different ways. I gently eased her to the floor. “I better get going.”
“I can’t believe you’re leaving like this,” Lola said as she glanced at my erection.
I could do nothing but smile at her. “Trust me, I want you. Badly. But when the time is right, we’ll take that next step. What I did to you in the bathroom - that was part of my selfishness and greed. I wanted to feel you, taste you, please you. You’re mine, and I needed you to know that.”
“Well you more than made your point. Let me clean up and I’ll walk you out,” Lola smiled.
“Okay.” I gave her one last kiss and left her to clean herself up.
A few moments later Lola joined me in the living room. She walked up to me and hugged me around the waist and buried her face in my chest. I smiled down at her and wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tight, “I think it’s a bit late to be shy now, sweetheart,” I mumbled into her hair.
She gently punched me in my side and I pretended like she knocked the air out of me. She pulled back to look up at me.
“I can’t believe we’re here, in this moment. I never thought it would happen, Ace. I thought you’d be the one that got away and I was prepared to deal with that fact. And you’re right, David was my buffer for a long time. I knew if I was alone, the pain of not being able to be with you would drive me insane.”
I looked down into her eyes. She couldn’t be serious. “Lola, I can’t believe you thought I wouldn’t want you. I’m crazy about you! I’ve been crazy about you since the first day we met. Then I had to sit back and watch you be with that jerk...it drove me nuts!”
“Why didn’t you say anything, Ace?” Lola asked.
“Because I’m not a homewrecker. If David was who you wanted to be with then I was going to respect that until you broke up.”
“What if David and I got married?” Lola challenged.
“Oh, hell no! I wouldn’t have let that happen!”
Lola laughed. I loved her laugh, it was so cute. “You’re always so confident, Ace. That’s one of the many things I love about you.”
“Really? What are the other things you love about me?”
“I love your New York accent. I love your deep voice...it’s so sexy to me. You have a beautiful smile and big, strong hands. And even though I yelled at you for it, I love how you jumped in to protect me from David. Does it make me a freak if I say that I was turned on by it?”
I burst out laughing and she slapped my arm. “Don’t make fun of me, Ace,” Lola said.
“I’m not making fun of you; you’re just so adorable. And no, I don’t think it makes you a freak for being turned on by your man protecting you. You can be a freak …as long as you’re my freak.” I began to plant soft kisses on her neck.
Lola moaned her pleasure. “But you weren’t my man when that happened.”
“Yes, I was. You just didn’t know it yet,” I countered.
Lola laughed and kissed me soundly on the lips.
“I better go before I stay and ravage you all night and all morning until you can’t walk, and Roman fires us both.”
“Don’t tease me, Ace, because I like the sound of that, minus Roman firing us.” Lola’s eyes were dark with desire, and I knew all I had to do was close and lock her door and it would be on. Lord knows I was tempted.
“Yeah, I really need to get out of here. And tomorrow we need to tell Roman about us. He’s gonna figure it out anyway, so we might as well tell him together that we’re a couple and be done with it.”
“I agree,” Lola nodded.
“Good night, baby. I’ll see you first thing in the morning.” I kissed her one last time.
“Good night, my sexy, sexy man,” Lola said smiling.
I winked at her and walked out of the door. I stood outside of her door until I heard her lock up and then I walked out of the building and to my car. I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy in my life. The woman of my dreams is finally mine. All mine.
Chapter Twenty Three - New Life (Sarah)
“Oh Roman, yes!” I cried as he suckled my breasts and massaged my clit with his finger. I was so wet that my essence was dripping down his hands. He turned me face down on the mattress and pulled my ass in the air. He grabbed my hips and kissed both cheeks of my ass before he licked my pussy from behind before he slammed his juicy cock deep inside of me.
“Yessss! Finally!” I cried out in pleasure.
Ring, Ring, Ring!
No, no, no! My dream isn’t finished! I squeezed my eyes shut to keep my sexy dream of Roman and I making wild love, going.
Ring, Ring, Ring! Came the incessant, irritating noise of my cell phone again.
I cracked open an eye to look at the clock on my nightstand. It’s 2:30 in the morning. Who in the hell is calling at this ungodly hour? Oh my God...Sloane!
I grabbed my phone and nervously answered, “Hello?”
“Sarah, its Luca. Sloane’s water just broke and we’re heading to the hospital now. Please let everyone else know for us; we’re already in the car.” Luca sounded nervous and excited all at the same time.
“Okay, I’m going to call everyone now and I’ll meet you at the hospital,” I responded before I hung up. I jumped out of bed and found a pair of jeans. As I was about to put them on I realized that my panties were soaking wet yet again from my highly erotic dream. I’d been having this dream consistently every night for the past two months and it was driving me crazy. Roman insisted on waiting, and I
loved him for being so considerate and kind towards me, but damn it if my panties were soaked every night then I knew he was suffering from blue balls! Enough about him and my horniness. I ran to my bathroom and washed up and changed into some clean underwear. I got dressed and then began to call everyone to let them know that the baby was coming. I ran to the spare bedroom across from me and woke up Carly. She had been in town for the past week because she wanted to be here when Sloane had her baby.
“Carly, get up! It’s time; Sloane’s water broke and she and Luca are heading to the hospital now!” I tried hard to shake my sister awake as she was always a heavy sleeper.
“Huh, what? The baby? THE BABY!” Carly screamed as she jumped out of bed and put on her sweat pants and threw on an over-sized sweatshirt that was hanging over her chair. She crashed into me looking for her shoes, and I quickly got out of her room and yelled, “Meet me in the car, and don’t forget to lock the door behind you.”
I was in the car ready to go when Carly came flying out of the apartment building like a bat out of hell. It was funny to see because running was something we never saw Carly do. She was such a girly girl who loathed sports, especially playing them, and refused to do anything that would make her sweat - including running. We made it to the hospital in record time and ran to the maternity ward on the seventh floor. We stopped at the nurses’ station to find out what room Sloane was in and we gently knocked on the door.
“Come in,” we heard Sloane say. So far she sounded okay. When we walked into her spacious room, Luca was by her side holding her hand and kissing her forehead. It was such a sweet moment to see. That man loved my sister some kind of fierce.
“Hey, y’all,” Sloane smiled. “Can you believe it’s finally happening? I’m sooo ready!”
“Hey, sweetie…” Carly and I said in unison as we walked to her bed and hugged her and then hugged Luca.
“How are you feeling?” Carly asked as she gently rubbed Sloane’s forehead.
“I’m okay. I’ve had a few contractions here and there but nothing major yet. They are going to give me a few more hours and if I haven’t dilated, then we’ll discuss inducing.”
“When can you get your epidural?” I truly did not want to see my sister in pain.
“I want to do this natural. Luca isn’t happy about it, but it’s what I want. I don’t want our baby coming into the world drugged up, and you both know how scared I am about drugs and the side effects.”
“I don’t want to see you in pain, sweetheart, it’s not that I’m against it,” Luca lovingly corrected.
“And as I’ve told you a million times already, I’ll be fine. I need you to be here to help me breathe through the contractions and keep my mind off of the pain like they taught us in Lamaze class,” Sloane replied gently.
Just then Junior and his wife Jessica came into the room, and about ten minutes later Michael arrived. We laughed and talked until the contractions started to kick in for Sloane. The men, except for Luca, left the room and sat in the waiting room just down the hall. Carly, Jessica, and Luca helped talk Sloane through her contractions and pain. I stayed at a safe distance since all of this was new to me. I’d never witnessed a woman giving birth or go through labor and delivery and it was all very surreal to me. Carly and Jessica knew what they were talking about and their gentle encouragement seemed to help Sloane. There was also a nurse in the room who stayed by Sloane’s side and massaged her lower back where all of her labor pains were. She would alternate between massaging and putting ice packs on her lower back, and then she had Luca step in and showed him exactly where to massage her. Soon Jessica left the room because she didn’t want too many people overwhelming Sloane and she joined her husband in the waiting room.
Angie, Sloane’s best friend, came into the room out of breath and frantic, worried that she had missed everything.
“I’m so sorry I’m late! I heard my phone but I thought I was dreaming, and then I had to get up and pee and when I looked at my phone I saw that you had called, Sloane, then I saw that Sarah had called, and I got here as fast as I could! How are you, honey?”
Sloane managed a small smile and said, “Hey, sweetie, I’m so glad you’re here. I’m happy everyone I love is here. I’m doing okay. I just want to see my baby.”
“Aww, honey, you are doing wonderful. Look at you, you’re a trooper, and soon you will be holding that beautiful baby boy of yours.” Angie looked at Luca and smiled, and he smiled in return.
***
Six and a half hours later, Luca Santorini Jr. made his entrance into the world weighing in at 8 pounds 7 ounces and 22 inches long. He was beautiful perfection with his creamy, vanilla skin and big, perfectly round head. Sloane did exactly what she set out to do and went through her labor and delivery without pain medicine. She is truly the strongest woman I know, and also the most determined woman I know. Under the careful guidance of her labor nurse, she walked through her labor pains, she sat on an exercising ball and rolled back and forth on it, and then when the pain became too intense to be out of the bed, she continued with her breathing methods that she learned in Lamaze class. She didn’t scream like they do in the movies either. In fact, she barely made any noises other than moaning here and there. She was so focused on getting through it and so attuned to what was happening to her body - it was amazing to watch.
Baby Luca is the spitting image of his father, and Luca couldn’t be prouder. Luca cried when he held his son for the very first time, and it was a touching moment to witness. This normally stoic man let the tears fall openly down his cheeks as he introduced himself to his firstborn child and son, his namesake. He kept kissing his baby and smelling him and telling Sloane how handsome he was. Carly chimed in and said, “Yeah, because he looks just like you, right, Luca?” and we all laughed. Luca rolled his eyes and blushed a little.
Roman came later with both arms full of gifts for the baby, a huge bouquet of flowers for Sloane and cigars for the men to smoke in the parking lot. After greeting me with a kiss, Roman said, “You look tired, baby.”
“I’m running on fumes, but I’m going to wait until Sloane is resting before I go. I tried hard to suppress another yawn.
Roman nodded his head in understanding and was soon called by my brothers to smoke a cigar with them in the parking lot to celebrate.
Luca’s huge family began to flock to the hospital and took over half of the maternity ward. It didn’t take long before Luca asked everyone to wait in the waiting room so Sloane could rest. We tried to get Luca to go home to get some rest, but he refused to leave Sloane’s side. He was content sitting in the chair next to her bed while he held their son. Sloane was fast asleep in no time. Carly and I left the new family alone, but not before I took several pictures of Luca holding his son. I planned on having it blown up and framed for Sloane. It was a moment in time I’m sure they will be happy that was captured.
Chapter Twenty-Four - Time For Us (Sarah)
Two weeks after my nephew was born, it was time for Sandy and Philip’s wedding. The wedding took place at Philip’s parents’ mansion in the country. Sandy’s brother walked her down the aisle since her father was too ill to do so. Most of her family was in attendance, and I could tell that it made Sandy very happy considering the strained relationship she has with some of them. Sandy was a beautiful bride. She was so happy she was glowing in her silk, strapless, Carolina Herrera gown. She wore her hair up and her veil sat on top and cascaded beautifully all around her with a long train. She wore minimal makeup, but enough that you could see that she had some on. Philip’s eyes were filled with so much love as he looked at his beautiful bride. Anyone could see that she took his breath away. Seeing such love through the eyes of someone else was nothing short of amazing, and I was honored to be a part of their special day.
Sandy and I chose an off- the-shoulder silk dress in a beautiful copper color as my Maid-of-Honor dress. It was simple and elegant, just like Sandy’s dress, and her entire wedding. Sandy kept things as
simple as possible with her wedding because that’s the kind of person she is, and it turned out beautifully.
Before the wedding took place, Sandy and I stole a few minutes away from everyone to talk. I knew it would be a long time before we had the chance to have a heart to heart conversation like this and I wanted her to know some things. We were sitting in Philip’s parents’ room on their bed, the one place we figured no one would find us for a few minutes.
“I just wanted to let you know how much I love and appreciate you, Sandy. What you’ve done for me is one of the most selfless things anyone has ever done for me. You helped me get clean and stay clean. You never gave up on me…” the tears began to roll down my face and I couldn’t hold back my emotions.
“You better stop crying before Trevor gets on you for having puffy eyes,” Sandy laughed as tears fell from her eyes as well.
I took both of her hands into mine. “You never gave up on me, you never judged me, and you were always a friend. You’re more than a friend; you’re my sister and I love you. I will love you for life. You helped me get my life back, and you set me up with the man I love. How crazy is that?” I swiped away at my tears, hating that I couldn’t hold it together long enough to say everything I wanted to say. “You are my sister, my friend for life, and I will spend the rest of my life indebted to you, and I hope I can be half the good person that you are.”
“I love you too, Sarah. You know why? Because I always knew, even in high school, that behind that tough exterior was a good person. You were just hurting and needed some kindness, and that’s all I’ve ever tried to give you. But I can’t take all the credit for the turnaround of your life. You changed because you were finally ready to do so. No one can make anyone change. I tell you all the time that you’re strong and a fighter, Sarah, and it’s because it’s true. You never gave up on yourself and you never stopped trying, no matter how low things got for you. Your will and spirit…Girl, I wish I had a teaspoon of it.” Sandy reached across and wiped away my tears.