by Amy Brent
“He was my hero,” I tearfully confessed as I reached for the box of Kleenex on my desk.
“Mine too. I was devastated when I found out he died. I was on a mission and couldn’t be at the service, and that killed me inside. I think I still talk to him sometimes and remember his advice that he gave to me. He essentially told me that it was okay to do what I did in the interest of my brothers, even if I didn’t save all of them.” Blake said, and I nodded. That sounded just like my dad. “I might have met you if I had been there.”
“I think we were meant to meet later,” I responded as he lifted a dark eyebrow. “I was a mess, Blake.” I watched as he stood and walked around my desk to stand before me.
“I was, too.”
“I missed you so much,” I confessed as I pushed myself out of my chair and met his eyes. He cupped my face gently as he soothed my tears with his thumbs for a moment. “I barely slept worrying about you.”
“I missed you badly.” He looked at me with watery eyes as I started to cry a little harder. “I can’t stay away from you, baby.” He kissed me with a firm press of his lips, and I threw my arms around his neck to kiss him back with a small moan. There was nothing but our connection in this room that we should not be doing this in but I didn’t care. I pressed my body against the warmth and the muscles that I had watched from under his clothes over the weeks. We made up for lost time with every deep kiss, and I pulled away to stare into his eyes as I smiled slowly. “I need you, Blake.”
“I need you too, Aspen.” He drew his lip between his teeth. “Can you help me with something this coming weekend? I need your strength.”
“Yes. I will always be here for you.” I promised him as I kissed him again and cried out all of the pain that I had Felt missing him for the last few months. It had ripped a hole inside of my heart that reminded me of losing my father, and I laughed against his lips. “I was never supposed to fall for a military man. Ever. Not after what my family went through…but I love you, Blake.”
“I love you,” Blake told me before he kissed me again to try and take my pain away from me. He tried to fix what broke inside of me, and I wanted to let him.
We both cried as we kissed until the session was over, feeling something new between us. Something better than before.
CHAPTER 13
Blake
I released Blake from my care shortly after that but by that time we were already secretly together. It went against every grain of my fiber, but I was crazy about him. I couldn’t be without him in my life ever again.
That weekend we went to an ice cream parlor over in the next town with Emma and all of the kids. It was so bittersweet to see how they crawled all over me and how much they loved me so deeply. I knew they would always miss their dad just like I could see that Emma was, but even she was smiling and tearing up over the sight as I was. We ate huge sundaes and talked about Roger as we settled into the afternoon.
There were so many good memories to share, and I could feel Aspen’s support pouring from her eyes as she watched me focus on that instead of the horrible decision that I had been forced to make. I didn’t have a choice on that day, but I could make it up in ways like this, by honoring my promise to both Roger and Emma.
We shared a lot of long looks, and Aspen giggled when we saw the kids pointing and whispering. I had touched her or held her hand every chance that I got and loved it. “Uncle Blake, is Pen your girlfriend?” Brent asked me in his adorable four-year-old voice as she beautifully blushed. I knew that Aspen was watching me, and it made me laugh as Emma smiled at the sight of the two of us.
“She is my everything right along with all of you,” I promised all of them with a long look at each of them.
Barry knew that Aspen and I were involved now, and he was all right with it since she was no longer my therapist. I had another one that I was going to see as needed but for now, I was cleared to work again. I was surprised to hear how well he knew her, and I saw the support in his eyes when I confessed my love for her. There was no reason to hide it anymore, and she beamed as I slipped my arm around her and kissed her hair.
I watched as Emma and Aspen got to know each other over the chatter of the kids, and I knew that they would be firm friends. The kids adored her as much as I did and I realized that there was another person to help them through the rest of their days as they healed. We were all healing, and Aspen looked at me with a sweet smile.
The girls made plans for a movie night the following weekend as they hugged each other tightly before we walked to our individual cars to leave. Everybody was feeling a lot better, and the kids hugged both of us for several minutes as they forced us into pinkie promises for the following weekend.
I led Aspen to my bike and kissed her long and hard as she leaned into me. The world disappeared around us, and I only tasted the fudge of the sundae that she consumed as our tongues met slowly. I murmured against her lips how much I loved her, and she responded by pulling my mouth over hers with her hands as she moaned into my lips.
We hurried to her place much like any night, and I followed her to her room as she stripped off the black cashmere sweater that she was wearing. It was not going to me riding season soon, and I stared at the pale skin as she reached back to unhook her red lace bra. I knew what was waiting for me, and I hurried forward to pull her into my arms and memorize the way she said my name. She pulled me into the door and slid her hands down to shimmy the fitted jeans down her thighs as I greedily took in the body that was all mine.
Aspen dropped to her knees as she unbuckled my jeans and drew my hard cock into her mouth. It was a sin the way she worked my body so well, and I stared down as she met my gaze. My hands went into her hair and pulled the ponytail out as Aspen moaned and took me even deeper into her throat. I came with a deep thrust that she welcomed into her mouth and throat, coming hard with a guttural cry of her name.
After I had recovered, it was her turn, and I feasted on her pussy as Aspen tried to jerk against the hard hold I had on her thighs. Aspen was a sensitive girl this way, but I loved torturing her large clit and made me tremble in my grasp as she let herself go completely. It was a beautiful sight, and I was always hard and ready after to bury myself inside of her.
Tonight I raised back and looked down at her. “You’re mine. I want you bare, Aspen.”
She was on birth control and she nodded as she reached out for me. We were both clean, and we had no intentions of ever sleeping around again. I drove myself into her as I lifted her legs to my shoulders and held them there. She rocked against me thrust for thrust, and I knew that I was going to come soon as I looked into her eyes. She was panting and moaning as her eyes rolled back into her head and she shook as she let out a keening sound and I felt myself let go inside of her.
Someday, though not soon, she would be carrying my baby. I knew that she was my forever, and Aspen opened her eyes and looked at me with love in her eyes as I let go of her feet slowly. We moved to face each other quickly, and she kissed my lips as I watched her with warm eyes. “I love you, baby,” I whispered as she smiled and kissed me again.
“I love you. I love you forever.” Emotion rose in her voice, and I pulled her close. “I am so proud of you, Blake.”
“I am who I am because of yuo Aspen. I owe you everything.” I told her as she hugged me tightly and closed her eyes.
This place was where I wanted to be when I wasn’t off defending my country, something we were both dealing with. I would spend every moment here proving how much I loved her and would take care of her, but when I couldn’t help I knew that Aspen could handle things.
I knew that were going to make it through anything.
THE END
FILTHY LIAR
Spencer is a filthy liar!
He was my first love, my first crush, the only man I loved!
He was my everything….He was the one who took my virginity
And then…..he just vanished
He is back in town after four yea
rs and wants a second chance. (Yes, he has changed – he is rich, arrogant and c*cky and walks as if he owns the planet!)
And although I have thought about him every moment of each day in the past four years, I don’t think I am ready for a second chance.
No, not with him!
What if he betrays me again…
Forget forgiveness, I cannot trust him at all… Because I know he is a filthy liar.
READ ON TO FIND OUT MORE!
Chapter one
“You can finally admit that there’s something between us, Megan. You’ve been watching me and imagining what it would be like to be with me. This is our only opportunity and our parents were stupid enough to leave us here alone together in this big house. We should stop kidding ourselves and finally do something about what has obviously caused this animosity between us. There has always been a fine line between love and hate. I didn’t like you from the moment that you came into my father’s life, but I can’t say that I didn’t fantasize about you.” Spencer had this white man’s charm and also a way to get underneath my skin. I thought I hated him, but it was just a mask for something of a deep affection.
“Does any of these lame come ones actually work on white women that are not three sheets to the wind? I can see how your attempts to seduce me would work if I was drunk off my ass and stumbling over my own sizable 2 feet. I have more respect for myself than to give you the courtesy of some kind of response. You obviously think that you have this hold on me, but I’ve never even thought of you in that way.” I not only thought of him in that way, but I couldn’t get him out of my mind.
“I think the girl does protest too much.” He pulled out a sheet of paper and unfolded it.
“Spencer, I wish that I could touch you and to have your hand pressed up against my breasts. I want to feel your fingers grazing my nipples and then pinching them to make me come alive for the first time. Take me right here down and dirty and have your way with me. Rip off my clothes and don’t take no for an answer. I need you and it hurts me to think that you are only a few steps away and there’s nothing that I can do about it. Do you sit in your room stroking yourself and wondering about me? I know that my fingers have gotten a lot of mileage. I have fueled my fantasies with you in different scenarios.”
I gasped in shock at hearing the very words I had typed in my private journal. My computer was password protected and for him to have knowledge of my secret thoughts made me believe that he was smarter than I gave him credit for. I wasn’t tall and I certainly was carrying more than the average. I did my race proud by being able to be seen coming and going. “You’re taking that out of context, I said. He grabbed me and pulled me towards him with his hands inching up my skirt and touching the tops of my nude stockings. He kissed me with his hot tongue scorching along the surface of my own. I stood there and felt the pressure of his loins. His cock was enormous and feeling it at full strength was better than anything that I could imagine.
“I’m not a fool, but you must’ve been in a rush to leave your computer open like that. I apologize for invading your personal space, but you have to admit that you have been after me like a salivating dog. I thought that I could use something against you to get you out of the house and away from me, but instead I found more than enough reason to want to take things to the next level.” He grabbed the collar of my white blouse and he tore it down the middle with the buttons flying in all directions. “I’m through walking around on eggshells. We are going to do this and you’re going to willingly give me your sweet ebony body.” Any other man that tried this kind of nonsense would’ve got a punch in the face, but for him, I became almost powerless to resist.
He was the bad boy with girls coming over at all hours of the day and night to be with him in the Biblical sense. I’d heard my fair share of orgasmic cries and I secretly felt this jealousy that could only be satisfied with getting my hands on him. His fingers had found their way underneath the crotch of my panties. The dark green material was sticking to my lips. He had to pull it away to gain access.
“Um…I wanted you to see those words. I knew that you would sneak a peek and now I have proof that you were in my room without my permission.” I was trying to backpedal, but he wasn’t buying it for a second. He grabbed my long brown hair into a fist and made me look at him with his eyes burning a hole into my very soul.
“That’s a good try, but we both know that you’re lying through your teeth. Let’s see what we can’t do about changing your tune. You obviously want me and this is your time to finally reach out and take what you want. I’m not going to fight you, but I can’t say the same for you.” Being exposed with my breasts overflowing the cups of my bra was not something that I was expecting. I’d never been attracted to a white man and being of ebony color, I was more inclined to be with those of my own race.
“I don’t even know why you are even interested. You seem to go for more of the Barbie doll type. I am a bit more to offer than those stick thin white bitches.” I didn’t mean to go on the defensive, but he certainly was pressing my buttons. His finger had traced the line of my wetness and now he was offering it to me like some sort of olive branch of peace. I sucked his finger into my mouth and I rolled my tongue around it to give him a good idea of what he was missing.
“I’ve always been fascinated by women that have a considerable figure like that of an hourglass. I’ve been secretly looking at you and waiting for the right time to do something. I don’t see there being a better time than right now.” He pushed me onto my knees and frantically pulled at his zipper, until he was slapping my face with his 8 inch appendage. He left behind a trail of his excitement down my cheek and then into my open and available mouth. “This is what you really want and I’m here to let you know that this is what you’re going to get.”
He still had his hands in my hair and he was pulling me towards him, making me gag and struggle to find breath. I slapped at his legs, but he only took that for desire. He plowed my mouth, making me swallow the entire thing down to the root. His balls slapped heavily against my chin and I could feel how heavy they were and just what kind of power he was going to force feed into my throat.
I didn’t like the way that he made me feel, but there was something about his dominance that had me begging for the chance to be with him.
“We’ve been playing this game for long enough. I’m glad that I read your journal. It allowed me to see inside that naughty little mind of yours.” He was fucking my face and making me drool like an idiot all over myself. My immense dark breasts were covered in my own spit with rivers clinging to my chin. I was gagging, but he didn’t seem to care. It was that attitude that I found the most overwhelming. “You really do know how to suck a cock. Who knew that a young thing like you would have all of this experience? I certainly never suspected that you could deepthroat with the best of them. You really have surprised me, Megan. I suppose I should have realized just what kind of woman you were, but you hid your true nature so well.”
I was staring at him with my mouth full. He was pressing steadily into my throat over and over again. He worked his hips until I could feel his knob pressing up against my cheek and then he was tapping it with his fingers. He could feel the outline of his own package. He lifted me abruptly and turned me, so that my back was towards him.
He pushed me forward, so that my body was now bowed with my ass thrust out like an obvious invitation. The pleasure that I had endured with hours of playing with myself was not even near anything like this. The feeling of being taken and knowing this was exactly what I wanted had me in the perfect position to take what I had already primed.
“I would give you my tongue, but I’m a little pressed for time.” I was already wet enough. He was soon fitting his tool into me with an overanxious thrust of his hips. “Damn…you really are one hot little vixen. This hot hole of yours just devoured me like it was nothing. I don’t claim to be the biggest, but I certainly think that I am more than a mouthful. You can probably fe
el the thickness and how it rubs against your walls giving you a reminder that there’s not very many out there like me.” He had my hips and my panties were pulled to the side in a dirty and obscene way. He was really not above taking what he wanted and my journal had given him every reason to think that I desired his touch.
“You have no idea what you’re doing for me,” I said I thought about this… day, but I never really believed that we would do anything about it. I love the way that you fuck me slow and then speed up. I am practically on the edge. I can feel your swelled cock inside me and I know that you can feel my fat lips grabbing onto you and never letting go. You do want to fill me with that seed and make me crave to have you again. You need my pussy and there’s not going to be a day that goes by that you don’t think of me fondly and with your hand wrapped around yourself.” I was grunting my reply and soon we were crashing against the shores of our own sexual desire. Our thoughts had driven us insane and this was our moment to finally seal the deal once and for all.
That feeling of being overpowered came to an end with him biting my ear and leaving a love mark in his wake. “I know…that you can feel that. When I leave, I expect that you will be dripping in my stuff. My sweet cream will be running down your legs and your swollen lips will remind you of our time together.” He had given me three hard jerks and the spewing contents of his balls were more than my little hole could contain. When he pulled out, I had a lot of him coming with it. I lay there in total shock that we had done something like this.
I smiled and then that smile turned to a frown when I turned and saw that he wasn’t there. He left me completely satisfied and unable to voice how I really wanted him to stay with me all night long. I went in search for him and there was no sign of him.