by Mae Martini
“Mmm, yeah. The Northern Lights. I’d like to see that too. What else?”
She thought a moment, “Doing it on hay in the barn with a hot cowboy. Now, it seems I have access to a barn and a hot cowboy. Sooo…” she said smiling as she moved to get up from the bed.
He pulled her back down and spread her legs with his as he ravaged her mouth. He rocked his hips into her as his erection grew and she writhed under him.
The phone rang. He broke the kiss and sighed. He looked at the caller ID. “It’s Heath.”
“Okay, I’m off to the gym,” she said, sounding breathless. He moved over so she could get up. She quickly picked up her bag and walked out.
Logan watched her sexy ass as she walked out. That ass is mine and I just might take it in the barn on the hay, he thought to himself with a smile.
“Hi Heath………”
****
After finishing a run, Melanie hopped off the treadmill feeling pumped. She was to meet Cody but not for another twenty minutes so she strolled around the gym with her headphones on. She caught sight of Kurt. She hadn’t seen him since Logan decked him in the parking lot of the Salty Dog. She hoped he wasn’t mad at her.
He was sitting on a bench watching himself through the mirror in front of him as he worked his biceps with a free weight in each hand. He caught sight of her through the mirror and smiled.
Good, he’s not mad.
“Hey, darlin’.”
“Hi, Kurt. How’s it going?” she asked as she bent down to kiss his cheek.
“Your man still pissed at me?” he asked sheepishly.
“Oh, Kurt. I’m really sorry-”
“It’s okay, Mel. If you were mine and someone touched you. I’d have beaten the shit out of him.”
She cupped his jaw with her hand. “You’re so sweet, Kurt.”
“Yeah. That’s what they tell me.” He sighed.
Cody called from across the gym.
“See you later, Kurt.” She put her headphones back in as she turned, and sang, “It can’t be outmatched, it can’t be out….”
“Nooo.”
She turned back and smiled at Kurt who winked at her then met up with Cody.
For the next two weeks, Melanie and Logan lived contently at his house. On the second weekend, they drove up to see Heath.
Logan participated in a rodeo that the camp put on every year.
Father and son were dressed in black chaps with black fringes. Melanie thought it was the cutest thing.
Logan rode bareback and won.
Heath rode a sheep, and while he wasn’t the one who stayed on the longest, he did get up off the ground, dusted himself off and grinned wide at his father.
Melanie detected a little distance from Heath but didn’t mention anything to Logan. She chalked it up to being away from him for two weeks. Kids had a short attention span.
Linda didn’t show up. Logan told her not to expect her. She was too busy with her new boyfriend to make time for Heath.
When they got back home on Sunday night, they no sooner walked into the house when the doorbell rang and rang and rang. Melanie and Logan stared at each other as they were undressing. He already removed his shirt.
Logan shrugged and walked out of the bedroom and over to the door. Melanie hung back.
Just as he got close, he heard Linda.
“Open up, Logan. We have to talk.”
“Jesus, Linda, it’s 11:00 pm. Can’t it wait till tomorrow?” he said as he opened the door.
“No, it can’t. Tell me what this is?” she asked as she thrust a legal document containing the words ‘Sole Managing Conservatorship’ in his face.
Her hair was a mess, her lipstick was smeared, her clothes were disheveled and her blouse was unbuttoned down to just below her breasts. Logan knew she was drunk.
She happened to have looked up and saw Melanie watching them from the doorway of Logan’s bedroom.
“What is she doing here?” she demanded, slurring her words.
“That’s none of your business.”
Melanie retreated back to his bedroom and closed the door. She didn’t want to be a distraction.
“Why is she here, Logan?”
“Again, it’s none of your business.”
“You plan on taking my son away from me. How dare you?”
“How dare I? I warned you if you didn’t straighten up, I’d do that. So it should come as no surprise.”
“And just who are you to WARN ME?” she shouted.
“Lower your voice.”
“I WILL NOT,” she screamed and Logan got a whiff of the alcohol on her breath.
The front door was opened still and Logan looked beyond her to see a figure getting out of a car. He watched as that figure came walking up the steps.
“What are you doing to her?” the guy asked, partially screaming.
Logan knew by the way he was staggering that he too was drunk. “Get the fuck back in your car.”
Linda turned to her boyfriend. “He’s trying to take my son away from me. Don’t let him take my son away,” she cried to him. She turned back to Logan. “You can’t do that. I won’t let you take him.”
Melanie softly opened the bedroom door upon hearing a man slurring his words.
“Linda, do you think any court in the country would argue with me. You’ve proven to be an unfit mother. I tried to help you but you wouldn’t listen. Now I worry what might happen to my son in your care. You’re never there for him. You….” he grunted in frustration. He knew it was futile trying to get through to her. “Just get the fuck out of here and go the fuck home.”
“Don’t you talk to her like that,” her boyfriend said and he made a fist and tried to punch Logan.
Logan grabbed his fist with one hand and with his other hand he punched him in the face.
Boyfriend went down. If the situation wasn’t tense it would have been comical watching his legs wobbling first.
Linda attacked Logan. She beat on his chest.
He grabbed her hands and was ready to take a swing.
“Logan.”
He heard Melanie softly say behind him. Just hearing Melanie’s voice brought him back from the brink of losing it. He turned Linda around and pushed her out the door. “Go the fuck home,” he said as he closed the door.
He turned around, closed his eyes and leaned on the door, breathing heavy. A moment later he opened his eyes and he saw Melanie standing right there. He reached for her and she went to him without hesitation. He crushed her to him and she held him securely.
After a while, she moved out of his embrace and took his hand. She led him to his bedroom, closed the door and stripped down.
He just watched her, without saying a word as she undressed him. When she removed his underwear his cock sprung out, fully loaded.
She again, took his hand and led him to the bed. Once there, she turned down the covers.
He still didn’t say anything. He just watched her every move.
She climbed into bed and reached for him.
He clasped his hand in hers and let her pull him down. He moved on top of her and kissed her, softly at first as his hands slowly roamed over her soft body.
She felt his arousal against her thigh as his lips became demanding, almost bruising but she didn’t complain, she knew he needed that.
He moved a hand down to her sex and pushed her lips apart and shoved himself inside her. It hurt, she wasn’t wet yet, but again she didn’t complain. She just gasped.
It was at that point he realized she was dry. He quickly removed himself from her and reached for a tube of lube from the night table. Swiftly but clumsily, he applied the lube and reinserted himself in her.
“Don’t ever let me hurt you again,” he whispered by her ear.
“Okay.”
He fiercely took her hard and fast. But always when he took her, no matter how he took her, he made sure she was satisfied before he came.
Whenever he was inside her, peac
efulness would grab a hold of him, and he would begin to relax and concentrate on her pleasure.
When they were done, he rolled off of her and spooned her. Neither of them said a word. All they heard was each other’s labored breathing which slowly subsided. He loved that she didn’t ask questions or feel the need to speak.
She knew he didn’t want to talk about it so she didn’t say a word.
After a while, a long while, he held her tight and he said, “I love you, Melanie.”
But she didn’t know he said it because she fell asleep.
Logan woke up first, the next day. He gently loosened his hold on her and went to take a shower. While there he thought about all that was going on in his life.
He had a beautiful, sexy woman in his bed, who maybe had someone looking for her, to hurt her or anyone around her. He had a drunken woman who just happened to be the mother of his son. He consented to child services coming in anytime they want to check on his competency status. He had a business he had to run. But the most important thing he had to do was get custody of his son the fastest way possible before Linda hurt him. He needed to call in a favor. Richie knew powerful people who could help get him custody quick.
He sighed, feeling overwhelmed. Then his thoughts turned back to Melanie. He also had to secure her safety and make sure she stayed with him. He realized he needed her more than he thought.
Logan walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. His eyes went straight to his bed and saw Melanie stretching her arms up over her head and smiling, having caught sight of him in just a towel.
“Hi,” she said softly.
The corners of his lips turned up. “Hi.”
“Mmmm.” She stretched some more and threw off the covers. She brought her hands up to her breasts and massaged them. She tweaked her nipples hard. And three things happened. Her nipples stood erect, her moan sent an exquisite sensation through Logan, and he dropped his towel and climbed into bed.
He grabbed one of her hands and brought it down to her clit.
“Let me see you masturbate,” he growled. He turned on his side and bent his arm and cradled his head in his hand.
She watched him look at her hard nipples as he licked his lips.
He bent his head and took a nipple in his mouth, sucking it, pulling it and stretching it. He popped it out of his mouth and saw that it was distended. He groaned as he moved his gaze down to watch her play with herself.
She moaned and arched. She moved her other hand down to her pussy and spread herself.
Logan was treated to a wonderful view of her sex, spread wide open, just for him.
The fingers and thumb of one hand held her open and with her other hand, she shoved two fingers in herself as her thumb stroked her clit.
She was panting as Logan watched her sex, then her face then her sex again and he began to stroke his aroused cock.
He heard her work through her wetness and he grabbed her hand and pulled out her fingers. He saw her pussy and fingers glistening with her juices and he brought her fingers to his mouth and sucked them.
“Mmmm.” It was his turn to moan.
She watched him as he moved down to eat her pussy. She put a hand on his cock and she stroked and lightly tugged it.
He moved his lower body up and covered her face with it. He made sure not to put too much of his weight on her as they sucked each other in a sixty nine position. When he thought he couldn’t hold his weight up he rolled them over so she was on top.
He moaned from her sucking him and it vibrated her pussy which set her off.
She began to buck and he moaned again to give her more of that vibration. She came and he gloried in the feel of her shuddering against his mouth as he greedily drank her juices.
She really began to concentrate on him and just when he was about to come, he moved her off of him and turned around.
He quickly slid inside her and fucked her hard. He came at the same time she was having another orgasm or was it still the first one that went on and on, it happened so fast.
Chapter 30
Logan and Melanie dressed and began their day. She knew he was expecting child services at any time so she helped him clean up, not that it was messy. They both were clean freaks. Then she went to the gym and he to the stables.
After her workout, Melanie stopped off at Geli’s boutique. Geli had shown her the new items that had come in.
“Oh, I really love this dress,” Melanie said as she held up a little black dress, with a sweetheart neckline, in front of her and smoothed it down. It was clingy and would hug her curves. She definitely wanted it. She and Geli walked to the counter to put it down when the bell over the door rang.
They both looked up to see Linda storming in.
“Your brother better watch who he fucks with,” Linda said in a louder than normal voice.
Geli looked around making sure no one else was shopping in her boutique. “Watch your mouth, Linda. This is a place of business.”
But Linda didn’t hear her. She was too busy eyeing Melanie contemptuously. All rational thought that Linda had which, to Melanie’s standards, wasn’t much, went out the window.
“Logan changed and it’s ever since you showed up. Why don’t you crawl under the rock you came from and do us all a favor?”
Melanie just stared at her without saying a word.
“You think you’re all high and mighty. Miss big city girl. Leave us the fuck alone. You’ll never be able to keep a man like Logan. I told you that before. And you will never, ever take my son away from me!” She screamed that last part.
She didn’t hear the bell over the door but Geli and Melanie did.
Richie came walking in and upon hearing Linda rant, his smile turned quickly into a scowl. He sauntered up to Melanie.
“Ladies.” He addressed all three of them as he tipped his hat.
He bent down to kiss Melanie on her cheek. When he moved back, a fist landed in Melanie’s eye.
Melanie jumped back in shock and brought her hands to her face as she saw Linda’s open hand coming up to slap her.
Richie grabbed her hand. “Whoa! Whoa! What the hell, Linda?” he said as Geli yelled, “You crazy bitch!”
“Crazy? You want to see crazy? I’ll show you crazy,” she said as she quickly grabbed hold of Melanie’s hair with her other hand and yanked it so that the force brought Melanie to her knees and her head rammed into the front of the counter. Melanie knew she pulled hair out from the root. Her eyes were watery and she felt dizzy.
As Richie pulled Linda off of Melanie, Geli screamed, “If you don’t leave I’m going to call the cops.” She bent down to help Melanie up.
Linda went for her again but Geli stayed in front of Melanie and Richie grabbed Linda and dragged her outside.
Through the window, Melanie saw Richie talking to her and she finally left but not before she gave Melanie a sneer.
Richie came back inside the store and went over to Melanie who was near a mirror, assessing her face. Geli walked out of the back with a bottle of water for her.
“You all right, Mel?” Richie asked as he too studied her face. Her eye was swollen and turning black and blue.
Geli gave the bottle of water to Melanie but instead of drinking it, she put it up to her eye.
“I’m gonna call Logan,” Geli said.
“No,” Melanie said a little too abruptly. “Please don’t. I’m fine. Don’t get him involved. He has enough problems with her right now. I don’t want to add to it. I just want to go home. I’m gonna go home.”
“I’ll take you to Logan’s-”
“No Richie. I’m gonna go to Charlie’s.”
“Logan doesn’t want you anywhere near there right now, Mel. How bout I take you to his house instead, darlin’?”
Melanie sighed. She shook her head.
The bell over the door rang and in walked a customer.
“Okay. I was on my way home. I just stopped by to say hi to Geli cause I wa
s in the neighborhood. Come on, I’ll take you to my house and we can put a steak on that eye.”
Melanie saw the customer look at her and realized it would not do Geli any good for customers to see a woman with a shiner in her store so she agreed to go with Richie.
“How’s it feeling now, darlin’?” Richie asked as he placed the steak on her eye. They were in his kitchen and she was seated on a stool at the center island.
She winced. “It looks worse than it hurts.”
“Yeah, you got one shiner there. Logan is going to go ballistic when he sees it. Come.” He took her hand and she followed him to the couch. “Make yourself comfortable.”
“Thanks, Richie, but I don’t want to bother you. I should get going.”
“Stop it, Mel. It’s no bother. Now sit.”
She did sit and he brought her legs up. Her upper body twisted and she was now laying down with her head on the arm rest. She felt funny being there.
Richie seemed to pick up her uneasiness.
“Rest easy, Mel. Logan will only be too glad I was there to help you.”
She slowly nodded her head as she bit her lip.
“You know, we’re gonna have to call him.”
She looked up to him with pleading eyes.
“Geli probably already did. I’m sure he’s on his way over here right now.”
Melanie sighed.
Nothing could be further from the truth. Less than fifteen minutes later, Logan walked through the door. Richie had left it unlocked because he was expecting him.
“Melanie, Mel!” His voice boomed as he strode through the hallway.
He saw her getting up and turning toward him. He ran the rest of the way to get to her.
Richie was carrying a cup of coffee from the kitchen to the living room. He watched his friend’s face and grinned. He thought he’d never see his friend brought to his knees over a woman.
“I’m gonna kill her. I’m gonna kill that fucking cunt,” Logan said as he scooped Melanie in his arms and sat with her on top of him. He placed his hands on either side of her head and studied her bruises. Her eye was swollen, black and blue, and she had a little knot on her forehead.