by Kaci Rose
He squeezes my waist, "You’re a wonderful mom. And those kids are great. I know what broken promises are like and I don't break mine. To anyone."
I nod.
"Anything else, baby?"
"Well, I'm a woman, so I reserve the right to add or change this list at any given time."
He smiles. "So, we’re doing this?"
"I guess so," I say.
He gives me a huge smile and his eyes light up. Then he kisses me long and slow. When I try to grind on him, he stops me.
"Not tonight baby, we aren't starting our relationship on that note. I want you, don't get me wrong, but I want to do this right. Can I see you tomorrow? I’ll bring dinner, help with homework and we can have some time when the girls go to bed?"
I nod. "Ok, I'm going to go crash on my mom’s couch and head home in the morning."
"I can drive your car and George can drive you, then you’re home when the girls get up."
I nod and go inside to get my things and leave my mom a note. Then I get back in the car and give him my keys. I must have drifted off on the way home because next thing I know, I'm in his arms and he's unlocking my door. He takes me to my room, lays me down in bed and helps me take off my shoes.
I look up at him, and our eyes lock. He leans down and brushes hair off my face and kisses my forehead.
"Get some sleep, I'll see you later," he says, and it’s the last thing I remember.
Chapter 8
Ellie
My eyes open slowly to find my alarm won’t go off for another 10 minutes. How I got up before my alarm is beyond me. I roll over and see a text from Owen.
Owen: Good morning baby, drink some water, and have a good day.
Before I even get out of bed, I take a few extra minutes to call him.
"Hey baby, hang on," he says.
I hear some hushed tones and then a door closing.
"Is now a bad time? I can call you later." I didn't even think he'd be at the office already.
"I will always have time for you. I just got in the office and people want my attention first thing."
"I'm sorry I didn't even think."
"Baby, you can call me every morning if you want. I love starting my day off to your voice." I smile as I take in his words.
"Well, I just wanted to ask," I pause, this is a lot more awkward than I thought but I want to do this for the girls, for me, for Owen. To do that, I have to push past this awkwardness.
"Anything, what is it?" He says.
"Well, we’re on for Friday night and there’s another gala on Saturday, right?"
"Yes, everything okay?"
"That's thirteen hundred dollars this weekend, right?"
"Yes." His tone colder, businesslike. I notice he gets that way when he doesn't know where a situation is going.
"Okay, I wanted to be sure because I'm going to drop the girls off and go in and quit the bakery. Then I plan to come home and work on my book."
I can hear the happiness in his voice, and it causes my heart to flutter.
"Good, I'm proud of you and I'll feel better when you aren't at that job anymore. I promise to go radio silent until the kids get out of school so you can write. But let me know how it goes at the bakery, please."
"I will. I'll let you get back to work."
"Hey, one more thing," he says.
"Yeah?"
"What are you wearing?" There is heat in his voice.
I laugh, "The same thing I had on when you dumped me in bed last night in."
He laughs, "Okay get moving. I'll see you tonight."
I shower, change, and get the kids up and going. As we walk out the door, Mia greets me wanting details.
"Be here when I get back, I'll give you an hour," I say.
"Deal," she laughs.
I take the kids to school and walk into work directly to the manager's office. As usual, Tony’s in there and I get the same creepy feeling washing over me.
"I'm here to let you know I quit."
"What?" He roars, "You have to give two weeks’ notice."
"No, I don't."
He snickers, "What’re you gonna to do? You need this job to take care of your snot-nosed kids."
Wow, was he always this much of an ass and I overlooked it because I thought I needed this job?
I laugh, "No, I don't. I picked up another job making more, for less hours."
I turn to walk away, but he grabs my wrist so tightly it hurts.
"Let go of me or my parting gift will be a sexual harassment charge," I say, reminding him of what Owen told him.
"You have no proof," He sneers, but he does let go of my wrist.
"Well, the bruise you’re giving me will do, as will all the video footage from the store."
"Video goes missing." Tony sneers at me, thinking he’s backed me into a corner.
"All the proof of guilt. Plus, the owner’s stream the store video off site." I remind him.
"Don't come crawling back for a job when the new job doesn't work out." He yells as I walk away. I flip him the bird and walk out. God, that felt good.
I get home and have a bruise forming on my wrist. Great, Owen is going to flip. I figure I should text him that I'm home. I know he's excited for me to be done with that place.
Me: Hey, just got home. I am officially free of the bakery other than my last paycheck.
I get a response almost immediately.
Owen: I’m glad. Don't like that Tony guy. I don't trust him with what’s mine.
Me: Well, I am just that, yours.
Owen: Damn right you are, just like I’m yours. Baby, get to writing I want to read your finished book!
Me: Okay, talk to you later.
I sit down and recap the night for Mia. She agrees with what my mom says and the choice I made. Then I tell her about my morning.
She gently picks up my wrist looking at it. "Owen is going to be pissed about this, you know."
"I know. I think I'm going to tell him and ask him not to tell me what he does. I think he needs this more than I do."
Mia agrees and gives me a hug, then heads home. I go to my room and grab a thick bracelet to cover the bruise. Hopefully from the girls, but I'm sure I won't be able to hide it from Owen.
Then I sit down and write for the first time in months. Before I know it it's time to pick up the girls. I save my work and go. The girls talk my head off about everything that happened at school today and when we pull up to our building Owen is there waiting in the parking lot.
"I brought tacos," he says, and the girls start jumping up and down.
We get inside and Owen dishes up tacos, even though it's earlier than we normally eat dinner. The girls are at the table working on homework and eating.
Owen and I are in the kitchen when he sees my bruise. He grabs my hand, taking the bangle off and looks at it. Then his face turns red and his nostrils flare as rage crosses his face. Knowing he's upset because I’m hurt, cracks a part of my wall.
I still don't want the girls to know, so I pull him down to whisper in his ear.
"I promise to tell you the whole story and even let you take care of it, but not now, not in front of the girls okay? Once they go to bed."
He doesn't say anything, just nods, but his face is hard. I run my hand over his chest, and he relaxes slightly.
"Moooooommmm gross!!" Allie says.
"What? We were talking work and you don't need to hear it, so we were whispering."
She rolls her eyes and grabs more tacos. This girl is going to be a handful.
Owen helps with math homework, and I help with spelling and reading. The girls finish up and have some more tacos and then head off to take showers and get ready for bed.
They are done early and wrangle Owen into playing a few games with them before bed. The sight of Owen on the floor in the girl’s room playing and laughing with them does something to my heart.
He helps me put the girls to bed and even reads them two extra books. Once they have
drifted off, I take his hand and lead him to my room. I turn the TV on for a little background noise and pull him down on the bed with me.
We sit down and he holds my hand, removes the bangle, and sets it on my nightstand. He examines my wrist and then looks up at me with a soft look on his face.
"Tell me," he says in a gentle tone.
I tell him about the incident with my boss and watch the anger on his face. At this moment seeing how protective he is and upset that someone hurt me, I know I'm falling for this man. I've never had someone care this much about me, not even the girl’s dad.
I place my hand on his cheek and look into his eyes.
"You can take care of it how you see fit. Just don't tell me the details."
He smiles, "Okay, and if you have to go back there for anything, I want to be with you. Please."
"I agree."
We are laying on the bed watching TV and cuddling, and it doesn’t escape my notice how happy and safe I feel.
"Mmm, I love this," I say.
"What's that baby?"
"Cuddling like this, just us. I'm a simple girl and this is perfect."
He kisses the top of my head. "I love this too, and I agree it’s perfect. The whole night was. I know it’s your normal night, but it’s what I had dreamed of growing up, and being able to have this experience is everything. I want this, a home, a family, many nights just like this."
I try not to notice he doesn't say with me, but I'm not going to be that girl that harps on small things. I'm looking at the big picture. I'm not crazy enough to think I’ll find the perfect guy who will take on two kids that aren't his, and we’ll be a happy little family.
I know the chances are slim, but part of my heart that I don’t even admit to myself wants it more than anything.
I look up at him, and he’s gazing at me with a tender look. He leans down to kiss me and before I know it, he’s supporting his weight on his arms and kissing me deep, passionately, possessing me with his kiss.
His hard cock presses into my belly and I'm wet for him moaning into his mouth, pulling his head down toward me.
"I want to taste you so bad, baby. Will you let me? Please?" he whispers against my lips. I groan his name.
"Please?" he begs.
"Only if I can taste you tonight, too" A shudder runs through his body and he swallows hard and looks into my eyes.
"Okay." He kisses me again.
He’ up on his knees, pulling my top off and staring at me with hunger in his eyes. He leans in and kisses me again, then starts kissing down my jaw and then down my neck to the swell of my breasts and then looks back up at me.
I'm breathing hard as my emotions take over and I notice he is breathing hard too. I hope he’s feeling even half of what I am right now. He keeps kissing his way down my belly until he reaches the top of my pants and slowly unbuttons them and pulls them down my legs tenderly kissing my skin as it's revealed.
He kisses his way back up the other leg. When he gets to my panties, he places his nose against my covered pussy, and takes a deep breath.
"God baby, you smell so sweet." He runs a finger down my slit over my panties. "Always so wet for me, do you know how sexy that is?"
I grab a fistful of the sheets. I want to let him take his time, but the need is killing me in sweet torture. He hooks his fingers in my panties and pulls them off. Then pushing my legs wider apart, he holds them open with his shoulders.
As the wet rough texture of his tongue gives me a long firm lick down my pussy, my hips buck off the bed and my back arches. All my nerves are on fire and it takes my breath away. His hands go to my hips holding me in place, while he keeps licking up and down my pussy as I cry out his name.
He moans telling me how good I taste and then he brings one hand up to my slit and his lips brush over my aching clit. His tongue flicks over my clit while he thrusts a finger inside of me, causing my hips to buck again.
I run my hand through his hair and pull him closer to me, which makes him moan and the vibrations against my clit make me gasp.
He keeps sucking on my clit and thrusting his finger in and out of me. Then he presses along my front wall and hits that sweet spot, threatening to send me over the edge.
His other hand comes up over my mouth and then he sucks my clit hard and presses that spot and I fall over the edge, shattering to the climax that washes over me. My back arches, and every nerve in my body tingles. He keeps sucking my clit through my orgasm.
I can't stop moaning his name and once my body relaxes, he gives my clit one caress before his kisses up my body. His mouths finds mine and I taste myself on him and sigh into the kiss sated.
"That was amazing, but now it's your turn." I start to sit up, but he pushes me back down with a kiss.
"Just watching you come apart for me is all I need, baby." He says, but I still feel him hard against my belly.
"Mmm nice try, but you promised."
He smiles as I flip him over, or more like he lets me flip him over. Removing his shirt, I run my hands over his chest and down his abs. His chest is cut with a six-pack outline, which has me running my tongue around the edges and grooves.
He moans my name and I move my hands down and unbutton his pants. He lifts his hips up for me and helps me remove his pants and boxer briefs. I look at him and this sexy man is laying in my bed naked needing me. I take a minute to enjoy the beauty of his body and I'm already wet again.
His cock is throbbing, standing straight up because I turned him on. And what a beautiful cock it is. It's red and angry looking with a thick vein running along the bottom. He needs relief, and it excites me knowing that it will be me giving him pleasure. Precum drips from the head of his cock and I lean down and lick it, causing his dick to jump and him to moan.
He tastes salty and as it hits the back of my throat, all I can say is it tastes like Owen. I give him another lick this time from root to tip and he fists the sheets as he groans.
I sit up and wrap my hand around the base of his cock and my fingers don't even meet. I give him a firm stroke up to the tip while I look into his eyes. His hips jerk, but he never takes his eyes off me.
While looking at him, I lower my mouth to his cock and take in his thick length. He groans again and then his eyes roll back into his head. I start working his cock up and down, taking in more each time until he hits the back of my throat.
I gag a little but keep moving up and down his cock. When I pull back, I run my tongue under his cock along that thick vein. I enjoy the view once again before lowering my mouth back down.
"Fuck baby, your mouth feels like heaven. I'm so close, baby, so close." He grits out and then his hands go to my hair. He doesn't force my head, just grips my hair like he needs the connection. I double my efforts and suck harder, making his hips jerk again.
"I'm going to cum, baby." He cries out warning me, but I take him to the back of my throat, swallow, and moan around his cock. At the same time, I give his balls a firm tug sending him over the edge with barely enough time to muffle his moans.
His cum coats the back of my throat and I swallow it down as his hips jerk. Running my tongue along the slit at the top of his cock, I make sure I get every drop which makes his body shudder.
Not finished, I kiss my way up his chest and stop to give his nipples a hard suck. Since he's still sensitive, he gasps.
Then I make my way to his mouth and kiss him lazily. He turns us to our sides never breaking the kiss. He takes control of our kiss and there is so much passion in it, I could easily believe it’s love if I let myself.
He pulls away to look at me. "That was amazing, baby. I know the other night I said I'd never come so hard, but that orgasm topped it."
I smile at him lazily. "Mmm, so did the one you gave me."
"I better get dressed and head home so you can get some sleep." He starts to stand and get out of bed.
I grab his hand and he looks over at me. "Stay," I say before I have time to think about it.
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bsp; He takes a deep breath, "Are you sure?"
I nod, "Yes, stay with me tonight, we have to get dressed just in case," I look towards the girl’s room. He nods and puts his boxer briefs and shirt back on.
I pull out some new underwear, sleep shorts and a tank top. Then his hands wrap around my waist.
"Skip the underwear." He kisses my neck. I put the panties back in my drawer and head to the bathroom to get ready for bed.
When I step out of the door, his eyes are on me and he walks over to me and runs his hands up my sides. His thumbs brush my nipples making them peak and making him smirk.
"You look so sexy," he brushes his lips against mine then goes into the bathroom.
I walk across the hall and peek in on the girls to see them still sleeping. I close their door and go back to my room, check my alarm, and climb in bed. Then Owen walks out of the bathroom.
"Shirt off," I say. He smiles as he removes his shirt and lays down next to me. He pulls me against his side, and I rest my head on his shoulder. His other hand takes mine in his and places it on his stomach. I wrap my legs around his.
"You comfortable, baby?" he asks.
"Mmm very. What about you?"
"I haven't been this comfortable in a long time. Go to sleep, I'm right here."
I relax, and before I know it, I drift off to sleep. I remember thinking about how safe and warm I feel and how perfect it was to be falling asleep in his arms.
Chapter 9
Ellie
I wake up to Owen between my legs and he's sucking hard on my clit and fingering me. Barely opening my eyes, I register the clock reading five am. But Owen already knows my body and is pulling an orgasm from me hard and fast.
I pull a pillow over my head before my body tenses and my orgasm washes over me. I try not to scream his name, but I know I'm moaning it. My back arches and I lay there sated and now wide awake.
He lazily licks my clit and I pull the pillow away gasping for air, my chest heaving when he looks up at me.
"Good morning, baby."