It wasn’t long before she had another load going with the first load in the dryer. She was startled by a hand on her shoulder and turned with her fist raised in defense. She breathed a sigh of relief to see Blake standing there with his arm raised to deflect whatever blow was coming his way.
“I wasn’t expecting to meet you down here. It’s a pleasant surprise, but shouldn’t you be at work?” He was taken off his game.
She suddenly kissed him with her tongue striking out to make him want more than lip service.
This was forward, but she found him a necessary outlet from the tangled web of thoughts in her head. It was pleasing to feel him respond. She wasn’t a stranger to his libido raging out of control. She was stoking the fires to see how far the flames would rise before they did something about them.
She grabbed him by the collar of his red shirt and made him follow her to where she was backed up against the dryer. The vibration traveled through her and made her leap on top of it with her legs dangling over the front of the machine.
“I’ve had a tough day and I need something only you can give me.” She frantically unbuttoned his shirt with his display of muscles making her swoon at the sight.
She was feeling frustrated but seeing him was making her feel liberated. She didn’t stop with his shirt and was now pulling at his belt with her eyes on the prize.
“We are going to have to talk about what is bothering you. Oh, my… I think it can wait.” His pants followed gravity to his ankles with his hands pulling down his underwear to join them.
“I want that… I want that right here and right now without any argument.” She had never done anything so brazen but was feeling the need to take things to the extreme.
“I don’t know if we should. Don’t get me wrong, I want to, but there’s the possibility this room is under surveillance. I haven’t been able to find any cameras, but it doesn’t mean they aren’t there.” He was breathing a little heavier with his eyes glued to the way she was moving her blue silk dress up with her hands.
She exposed her Victoria’s Secret in virginal white. The lacy material was sheer enough to see through. Her bald mound was crying out for attention. Yvette wanted to feel her body used and abused by his masculine hands. She lifted with her lower half suspended and the palms of her hands pressed against the top of the machine.
Blake didn’t hesitate and pulled off her panties, discarding them on the floor at their feet. Her legs spread voluntarily, and her excitement was evident from how her lips were glistening with desire.
“Give me that if you know what’s good for you.” She was inserting her dominance and feeling it was necessary after being called on the carpet by your ex-husband.
“I’m not sure I like this side of you, but there’s a certain part of my anatomy which seems to disagree with me.” He was solid as stone with the head already showing signs of arousal.
“You should definitely think with the head between your legs and not the one on your shoulders.” She was giving him permission to throw good sense out the window for the chance at an afternoon quickie.
“I don’t usually do that and when I do, it never ends well. I think with you it will be different, but there’s only one way to find out.” There was no liquor involved, but he was intoxicated by the scent wafting from between her legs.
“I like what I see, but I would rather feel what you can do with what you are in possession of.” She didn’t need any foreplay. She was anxious to let his body and the machine work in tandem to get her off.
“I can honestly say I’ve never done anything on a dryer. I might be a little staid compared to my brother, but I can learn to be more impulsive.” He had his hands underneath her quivering thighs.
The way that she was biting her bottom lip was giving him ideas of how to make her scream his name. Any doubt was pushed aside by looking at her as an available piece of ass. She was far more than that, but the sex over the few weeks they had been together was increasingly explosive. There was no telling where their overactive imaginations were going to lead them next.
She grabbed him and held onto the base with her fingers wrapped around the other side. She moved the smooth feel of his cock head up along the surface of her wet little hole. She threw back her head and listened to her body when the tip of his member made contact with her clit.
“I don’t think we have time to prolong this. There’s really no telling when somebody is going to walk in and catch us with our pants down.” He could feel the heat from her body pulling him closer with promises of pleasure.
“We have all the time in the world. Stop over-thinking it and just do what comes naturally.” She moaned with how she was welcoming him to where the magic happened.
His balls were subjected to the vibration of the machine; he could feel it every time he gave her a very deep thrust of his hips.
“I don’t know where the fire is, but maybe you should slow down.” The fire she was referring to was in the juices painting a portrait of her love along the length of his pipe.
“I can’t seem to control myself when I’m around you. I try but I find myself careless and reckless for the first time in my life. You have opened up the gates to something that has never seen the light of day. I hate to admit it, but I like it.” The machine was not level with his midsection. He had to constantly strive to stay within her tight embrace by raising up on his toes. He could feel his inner thighs getting a workout like nothing he had ever felt in the gym. He wasn’t about to disappoint her by screaming in pain. The pleasure outweighed any kind of discomfort he was feeling.
“I hope I never get used to this. This is the kind of sex I have only dreamed about in my fantasies. I never believed I would find one man suitable to make me a slave to my desires. I found not only one, but two. You both give me more than I can handle.” She was approaching the culmination of what they were doing with a smile on her lips.
Blake watched as she fell backward with her arms flying in the air and her body convulsing in a pleasurable release. She was thrashing around like a woman possessed. He continued to plow, the tight glove fitting around the base of his equipment.
Her inner muscles were squeezing him rhythmically, pumping the fist of her pleasure along every inch. He was ready to join her in a post-aftermath celebration.
“I thought my orgasm was an engraved invitation for you to give me what I wanted. It looks like you need a little extra incentive.” She scratched her nails hard enough down over his chest to leave a welt of red lines.
“I don’t think you should have…done that.” She had furnished him with what was needed to break the dam of his excitement.
“I know exactly what I’m doing. These last few weeks have given me a better idea of what it takes to touch you in the right way.” She twisted his nipples and heard his moan of defiance before it was followed by the sweet release of his white-hot liquid venom.
She was grinding against him, up and down, pumping her hips in the air and using the base of his cock to enhance the pleasure radiating through her limbs. It spread from there down the length of his shaft.
He couldn’t stop firing indiscriminately into the deepest recesses of her body. His grunt of response over and over again in a high-pitched squeal was enough to deafen a normal human being. It was hard to ignore.
Her legs let him go and he stumbled backwards, released from the prison of her sex.
The post glow of their exchange of bodily fluids brought back her ex-husband’s words in vivid clarity. The moment had passed, but the distraction was necessary to gather her thoughts.
“I will make sure to talk to the building owner and find out if there is any evidence of what happened here. I will have no problem paying to have it erased in front of me to make sure it is done.” His heart was beating wildly in his chest. He thought for a moment he was going to have a cardiac condition.
“The both of you are amazing and I feel lucky to have you in my life. I didn’t have this kind of confide
nce a few weeks ago. I’ve been given a new lease on life and I’m not going to take it for granted. There’s no reason to shop around for the one who can make my heart beat a little quicker. I found that already and I’ll be damned if anybody tries to take it away from me.” She was dead set on breaking the hold her ex-husband had over her by voicing her concerns to those who cared about her.
“I get the feeling what you have to say should be said to the both of us at the same time. There’s no point in repeating yourself. I believe these belong to you.” Blake presented her with her soiled panties.
She flippantly opened up the machine next to her to throw it in with the rest of the laundry.
“Tomorrow is Saturday brunch and I want you both to dress to the nines. I have some news, but I need moral support to get it off my chest.” The pregnancy was only half of the story.
She wasn’t ready to have them play devil’s advocate without a couple of mimosas running through her veins.
“Adam is away on family business, but he has assured me he will be there for brunch by hell or high water. I don’t know what this is about, but I think you know by now you can tell us anything without judgment.” Blake knew his love for her was strong enough to weather any storm.
He was sure of that, but he was still worried that whatever was bothering her was going to cause more harm than good. She had this innocence, but the last few weeks had opened up her mind to the possibilities. He was happy to put a smile on her face in more than one way.
“I know that in here.” She put her index finger against her heart.” I’m still trying to grasp the concept up here.” She pointed to her forehead where her mind was firing on all cylinders.
Chapter Eighteen
“They will be here any minute. I’m still trying to come up with the right words.” Yvette was going to find her courage at the bottom of her glass, but it was only orange juice.
“I’m afraid liquor is off-limits to you for the next nine months. You’re just going to have to do this without being pickled. I know it’s a sober thought, but I know you can get through this. Don’t you think they will be happy with this news?” Tanya was worried about the possibility of tempers flaring.
“I do believe we are about to find out.” Yvette was feeling parched with this nervous energy surrounding her like her own personal halo of indecision.
The fresh snow was melting due to an unseasonable December 23rd.
“There’s no changing the facts. They deserve to know of their impending fatherhood. I know this is hard, but you are stronger than you give yourself credit for. There’s no point in putting it off until tomorrow when you can do it today. There’s no room to procrastinate over something this important.” Tanya got up and greeted the two young men standing with big smiles on their faces.
She could only hope there wasn’t going to be a reason for them to turn those smiles upside down.
“I met Adam at the airport and we came right over from there. He knows there’s something going on. We are ready for you to hit us with your best shot.” Blake had no idea what he was asking but was about to find out.
“I don’t know how to say this. I’ve been trying to come up with the right words all day. I thought that I could drink my problems away, but that’s not an option anymore. I’m pregnant.” The bombshell was enough to stun them into silence.
The silence was broken by an argument between the two brothers about the identity of the father to-be. They got into a shoving match trying to claim the child for their own.
Yvette was an emotional basket case and didn’t have the strength to say what was in her heart. Her hands were over her face in shame. She never wanted to bring this kind of drama to their doorstep.
“Stop…right now. Don’t you see how much this is hurting her to see you fight like this?” Tanya stepped between the two immovable forces and held them back with her hand on each of their chests.
“I’m going to be the voice of reason. We can always get a paternity test, but the results are going to be difficult to determine which one of us is the father. We both come from the same family with the same DNA in our genetic makeup.” Adam was trying to find a graceful way to keep things civil.
“I won’t rest until we get to the bottom of this.” Blake felt it was necessary to fight for what he believed was his.
“I can’t take you both arguing. I know this is shocking news, but I don’t care who the father is. As far as I’m concerned, both of you are the father and I don’t want to hear anything more about it. This kid will be lucky to have the both of you to show him the kind of love you have shown me. Can’t you just be happy that we’re having a child together?” Her nerves were frazzled, her hands shaking with the desperate need to be heard over the roar of the lions trying to find out who was the king of the jungle.
“I can’t speak for Blake, but I have no problem sharing the parentage. We are lucky to have one another and be damned anybody who says otherwise.” Adam had to shake some sense into Blake, but finally, he came around to their way of thinking.
“Why do I get this feeling that’s not the end of the bombshells for the day?” Blake thought there would be a sense of relief on her face, but there was still something left unsaid.
“My ex-husband is threatening me to get his hands on the penthouse. He’s going to reveal to my mother explicit photographs of us together. I might be able to live with her condemnation, but he is also threatening your livelihood. The Slim fortune revolves around a certain public image. You think it can survive me being in your lives with a child?” She found them understandably upset but also heard their declaration of love in every word they were saying to her.
“I’m going to consult with our lawyers.” Adam phoned the firm they had on retainer for emergency litigation.
He turned his back and had a private conversation with Roger Jenkins. Roger told him everything and Adam found his wise counsel to alleviate some of his fears and misgivings.
“Don’t leave us in suspense. I know Roger personally and he knows the law like the back of his hand. If he doesn’t know something then he can find somebody in his firm who does.” Blake was holding her hand, trying his best to reassure her that things were going to work out exactly as they were meant to.
“Don’t ask me how he did it, but he was able to get his hands on the prenuptial agreement you’d signed. There was an infidelity clause and Tony broke that by sleeping with another woman. As far as he can tell, there’s nothing he can do legally, but blackmail is another matter altogether. Without concrete proof, you’re going to be left with very little recourse and will have to sign over the penthouse.” Adam was only repeating what he had already heard.
“I guess I have no choice. I will give him a call and grudgingly give him what he wants.” She felt like her husband was going to get the last word in their marriage.
“If proof is what they need of his blackmail scheme then the proof is exactly what they will get. This man sounds full of himself. He will have no problem bragging about having you over a barrel. We just need to get his confession on tape.” Blake felt it was time for him and his brother to have a face to face confrontation with her ex-husband.
“I don’t know if it’s going to be that easy. He is a lawyer and he knows better than to incriminate himself.” Yvette had seen him talk circles around his opponent in court.
She’d only seen it once, but it was more than enough to make her realize what a narcissistic bastard he was. It was on that day, she came to the painful conclusion he was never going to be the man she wanted. He was a consummate liar and could do it without showing any outward signs. It was the reason why it had taken her so long to figure out he was fucking around behind her back.
“He loves getting the best of you. I can’t see why we can’t use his narcissism against him.” Blake saw a glimpse of something in the sunlight in his peripheral vision. He nudged Adam and whispered into his ear to repeat after him loud enough to be heard.
“Blake
, I think this is the perfect time for you to go and get the gift we brought with us to brunch.” Adam was going to dangle himself as bait to give Blake the chance to catch whomever was in the bushes.
“I don’t think it was necessary to get me anything. I have screwed everything up.” She was getting down on herself, but Adam was there to massage her shoulders.
It wasn’t long before she was kissing him, and he was palming the evidence of her arousal through the thin layer of her yellow summer dress.
Blake had walked down the path toward the car and suddenly veered off to circle around to the next property. He saw the man in the bushes with a video camera trained on his brother showing some affection to Yvette.
Jeffrey was doing his best to find more dirt to collect his bounty. The video of them both doing the girl was bad enough, but the only thing he could see were dollar signs. He was bored the first night at the four-star resort.
Blake tackled him to the ground without uttering one single word in warning. He had him face down in the dirt and whistled for Adam to join him. It wasn’t long before they had him struggling to his feet and dragging him in front of Yvette.
“Watch the jacket! There’s no reason to be so rough.” They searched his person and found several pairs of flex cuffs. They weren’t much to look at, but they made it impossible for him to move or put up any kind of defense.
“You’re the reason why I can’t seem to get away from my ex-husband. I know you’re only doing your job, but have you ever once thought about what you were doing to the lives you were ruining? The answer is undoubtedly no and maybe it’s a good thing you see up close and personal the pain you cause.” Yvette pushed him down on a chair and had his undivided attention.
“I don’t get paid enough to think about what I’m doing. I would love to apologize, but I don’t feel I have anything to apologize for. You do know this is considered kidnapping with unlawful restraint. I could easily have you all charged, but it would mean sitting in court and listening to lawyers. It’s the last thing I want to do.” Jeffrey could see he was not going to get away without doing something to fix the problem.
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