Accidentally Perfect

by Torrie Robles

  “Not in a million years, love. Not in a million years.” He turns back around and enters the room without another look.

  Does what Brad said to me bother me? Fuck yes, but I just need to remember what I feel in my heart when Laney is near me. How connected we are and how I know she is my other half. They share children, something that will never change, but Brad ruined their future, and now her future is with me; it’s mine. No one and nothing will take that away. I hope he truly knows that being their father is as far as he goes. He will never have the opportunity to cross the line and become more to Laney, never again will he be able to claim her as his. He said she’s a street he will never travel again; well I will just make certain that I am a full-blown road block.

  I finally feel like I’m not alone, that I have a purpose. I haven't felt this way since my mother was alive. Natalie is great, I couldn’t ask for a better sibling, but I still have had this sense of loneliness, a void that I haven’t been able to fill. Having a bastard for a father is rough. A son needs to have his father there, to show him how to be a man, a husband, even a father. Mine didn’t show me the things that I needed to know. Money was the only thing that was on his mind. I can actually laugh that I hold the power to take all that money away from him. That fact is not lost on me. I'm sure it’s not lost on him either. It’s sad that he had this beautiful woman at home and two kids who would have given up their world to be something to him. He could have cared less for his family, for me. There were no examples to live by at home when it came to becoming a man. I have had to learn on my own, and I never thought I would be able to do it. But looking into those molten chocolate eyes of Laney, I know my purpose, and I know that I am going to be the man I want to be. She gives me hope; reason.

  Laney isn’t far behind me when I return to the room. I put the food and drinks on the table and take a seat in one of the open chairs. I can feel the tension that has developed between Brad and me. This is only the beginning when it comes to us, and I hope it won’t always be like this. I hope lines are never drawn, and we can work to be there for the girls as a team. “The doctors came in,” Laney says as she walks over to me taking a seat on my lap. My hand automatically comes around her waist and pulls her flush against my chest. Stella is still cuddled up with Amanda while Addie is lying comfortably in her bed with Brad by her side.

  “And?” Brad said, clipped.

  “Amanda will be able to go home tomorrow, but Addie will need to stay a few days. The specialist that Nathan found would be here tomorrow morning to assess her condition.” I nod in agreement. “He’s going to make sure everything’s where it needs to be. He wants new x-rays to determine if the growth plate was damaged and if so, to what degree. His preliminary finding that the hospital sent over looks promising, but he wants to make sure and see new films tomorrow.”

  “That’s good, love,” I said as I give her a squeeze.

  “Yes, I’m off for two more days, but I’m going to arrange with the hospital to get my shifts covered until Addie is taken care of and up and around.”

  “How is she going to be able to move around with her leg in a cast?”

  “Crutches Brad, they have them for kids. She will be fine.”

  “Laney, you do realize the girls’ bedroom is on the second floor. How do you expect for her to get there? Are you planning on her sleeping on the couch for the next several weeks, possibly a month? Or are you going to roll a bed into your office, or library?”

  “We will make it work Brad.”

  “My apartment is one level; she can stay with me while she recovers. Panda can too if she doesn’t want to be away from Bug.”

  “That’s not going to happen. I want them both with me. I’ll figure something out.”

  I stay silent while Laney and Brad discuss the situation. I am using all my restraint because I really want to tell him to back the fuck up and allow their mother to take care of them like she has been doing their entire lives. I take long deep breaths while I rub my hand up and down Laney’s thigh, probably more for my benefit than hers.

  “You act like they have never stayed with me before, Laney. They have been staying with me for the past two years.”

  “I understand that Brad, but your place is tiny, and I don’t see how Addie will be able to get around, it’s doesn’t matter that it’s one level. She’ll be running into things left and right. Besides who do you think will be staying with her while you’re at work?” Laney just proved my point that I brought up to Brad earlier.

  “My penthouse is one level. There're six bedrooms and multiple other rooms. It’s on Columbus with views of Central Park and the Hudson. I don’t see any reason why you and the girls can’t just move in with me.” Brad throws daggers my way.

  “No thanks, Nathan.” Brad is quick to decline my offer. “If the girls can’t be in my apartment then I want them in my house, not a place they don’t know.”

  “It’s my house Brad, mine. It was never yours. Let’s make sure we remember that shall we?”

  “I’m just saying there isn’t any reason why my house isn’t an option. Bear, we’re married, did you think we wouldn’t live together?” I hear Brad chuckle under his breath.

  “I think it’s a fabulous idea, Laney. The girls would love something new. It doesn’t have to be forever, but right now a large, single level place is the best for them.” Stella gives me a little wink.

  “I don’t like it, Laney; I want the girls in familiar surroundings. I would think you would want that too.”

  “I do Brad, but I think it’s a good option. Like Stella said, it doesn’t have to be forever. But when Addie is released, it’s the best option.” I love the feel of victory.

  “Excuse me.” A nurse comes in breaking up the conversation. “Visiting hours have been over for a while. You can come back in the morning, first thing.”

  “No, I’m not leaving my girls. I don’t want them to wake up without their mother.”

  “I don’t feel comfortable about leaving the girls either,” Brad says.

  “I’m sorry, it’s hospital policy. These aren’t family rooms; I’m really sorry. If there is a problem, we can always call you. Just go home and get some rest. Come back fresh in the morning.”

  “I’m sorry nurse, but hospital policy or not, these girls are not going to spend the night here without one of their parents. My family gives enough money to this place to allow my wife to stay with her girls. I won’t have it any other way.” I don’t want the girls to wake up without a familiar face, and I know that Laney will do nothing but worry about them. She already feels bad enough that she wasn’t there when the accident happened. I’m going to do anything to give her some kind of relief. “You can let your supervisor know that Amanda and Addie Richards are the stepdaughters of Nathaniel Joseph Whitmore, and I insist at least one of their parents are allowed to stay with them throughout the night.” The nurse nods her head in agreement and leaves the room.

  “Thank you, Nathan.”

  “Yeah, thanks, Nate. Street, why don’t you go home and get the girls some clothes and the stuffed horses they sleep with. Once you get back then, I’ll head home. I need a few hours of sleep before I have to line up a sub with my lesson plans. I’ll come back in the morning and wait with you until Amanda is released. I’ll stay with Addie while you get Bear settled in at home. I think it’s best for you and Amanda to stay at the house until Addie get’s out. It’s closer to the hospital, anyway.”

  “Okay Brad, we will. But once Bug’s out we will be with Nathan.”

  Brad’s idea to give it a couple of days isn’t a bad one. It will give me plenty of time to get the penthouse ready for the girls. I know just the person who will make it, so those two girls never want to leave the penthouse.

  “Come on sweet girl. Let’s go to your house. We can start packing up the girls’ things.”

  I want this time to get Laney alone. I need to be with her. I need to show her how proud I am of her for standing her ground. F
or giving my idea a shot.

  Tony’s waiting for us at the front of the hospital when we exit. “Bye sweetie. Thank you so much for staying with me S. I’m sorry Vegas was cut short.”

  “Don’t worry about it Lanes. Those girls in there are my nieces, and I would do anything for them. You know that.”

  “I do, but I still feel awful.”

  “Well, I think it all worked out.” She gave me a wink. “I’ll see you two tomorrow.” Brad was long gone. He gave the girls a kiss and headed out since he’s supposed to work tomorrow.

  “Thank you, Stella. I know there wouldn’t be any other place you would be right now. I’m sure the girls loved having you here with them.” Nathan pulled her to him and gave her a tight hug.

  “No thanks needed Nate. Those three ladies are my family.” She walked to a taxi that was waiting for her in the loading zone.

  “Come on Bear, let's get you home.” He pulled me into the waiting car.

  “Seventy-fifth Tony.” I gave the driver my address and sat back trying to relax.

  Before I knew it, we’re parked in front of my building. I have always loved this building. I love the concrete structure and the bright red door. Nathan follows me out of the car after he tells Tony he’s done for the night. He stands close with his hand on the small of my back while I unlock the door. Before I could put my purse down Nathan has me spun around and pressed against the closed front door. His fingers dig into my hips, kneading. He nuzzles my neck, and I melt into him. “Laney.” He says slowly into my ear. The warmth of the breath sends tingles through my body. The feeling of his lips kissing my neck makes my knees go weak. I grab onto his shoulders to keep myself from falling.

  “Nathan.”

  His hands move up my torso, thumbs brushing the base of my breasts. I moan with the pleasure of it. He cups my breast while he sucks on my neck. My nipples harden, and he squeezes the stiff pebbles. I want him to squeeze harder, to suck deeper. I want him to mark me, to make sure everyone knows that I’m his. I want to be possessed by this man. His hands begin to move back down my body. I arch my back needing more. With his hands under my ass, he picks me up pushing his body harder into mine. I can feel his arousal. His lips find mine, and I welcome the assault. We’re both desperate for each other. The world falls away, and it’s just us. Kissing, tongues find the perfect rhythm, moaning, clinging to each other, never feeling like it's enough. “Baby,” I say as I run my fingers through his hair. “I need to feel you. I need you inside of me, please.”

  “My thoughts exactly sweet girl.” He slowly lowers me to my feet. I right myself, and I take his hand heading to the stairs making our way to the third floor where my bedroom is located. I’ll give him a tour of the house later. Right now I just want to give him a tour of my body; I want him to touch every inch.

  As soon as we enter my bedroom he’s on me. “Arms up.” He commands while he’s walking behind me pushing me toward the bed. I do as he wants and lift my arms above my head. My jacket and shirt are long gone and are now discarded on the floor. Once the front of my legs hits the bed, he spins me around, so I’m flush against him. I look into his eyes, my chest heaving in anticipation. “You’re so beautiful Laney, so beautiful.” I kiss him. I devour his mouth and run my hands through his hair, gripping it so he can’t back away.

  “I need you, Nathan.” I kiss again, “I need you now. Please make love to me.”

  “Oh sweet girl, there will be lots of love making tonight, but right now I just need to fuck my wife. I hope that’s okay.” He rips this shirt over his head and kicks off his shoes then starts on his pants. I watch in amazement as he strips in front of me. His obvious arousal is tenting his boxers. “Strip,” he tells me. I don’t hesitate. I lose my bra along with my shoes, pants, and underwear. I know it’s not sexy, but I’m frantic to get his cock deep inside me, and I just want everything off that would be in the way.

  Nathan pulls me to him and takes my mouth. Without wasting any time, he runs his hands down my naked body and plunges two fingers into my pussy. I moan, “Christ,” it feels so good. I spread my legs to give him better access as his fingers slide in and out rubbing my clit.

  “So wet baby, so very wet.”

  His mouth moves along my jawline and neck kissing with long draws. I bite his shoulder as he works me into oblivion.

  He sprinkles kisses down my neck sucking to a point where it’s almost painful. I welcome it; it feels so good, and I moan in approval. His free hand finds my breast and takes it into his mouth. He sucks on my nipple; rolls his tongue over my sensitive flesh. He bites down sending my orgasm shooting through me. “Nathan, fuck.” I go limp while he still works his fingers in and out of my pussy keeping my breast in his mouth, sucking.

  With a ‘pop’ he let’s go. “I’m not done yet baby girl. I’m just getting started.” He turns me around and bends me over until I’m bracing myself over my bed. He kicks my legs open. “This is gonna be rough, baby, but I promise, I’ll make it up to you.”

  “I don’t care, just fuck me.” My voice rasps with need.

  He doesn’t hesitate, I feel his cock ram into me, nearly knocking me over. “Hold on baby.” He grunts as he grabs onto my hips stroking his cock in and out of my wet cunt. He goes so deep as he rams into me. I feel it, every time he takes me, my orgasm builds. With each pump, I’m closer to exploding. “Let go, Laney, I know you want to. Fuck, you feel so good. Fuck, I’m in love with your pussy baby. I can’t get enough.” His words send me over the edge, and I come with such force and scream.

  “Oh my God, fuck me, Nathan, fuck me, fuck me!” I can't help but fall face first onto my bed. Before my orgasm is done rolling over my body, I feel him pull out, and then his tongue is lapping my pussy, sucking and taking in the aftermath of my climax. Before I know it, I’m hit with another wave, and I come for the third time. “Argh.” I can’t take any more. “Please Nathan, please I, I can’t take anymore. Please.” I’m barely able to get the words out.

  “It’s almost over sweet girl.” He stands up pulling my hips up off the bed and slowly enters me from behind again. The force from a moment ago is now gone. He’s now gentle, slowly gliding in and out. I jerk every time he deepens the thrust hitting my overly sensitive g-spot. “Yeah baby, so good. So good.” He takes me by my hair, wrapping it around his fist, pulling up me up, so my back to flush with his bare chest. He takes his other hand and rubs my clit while his cock rocks in and out of my pussy. “There it is. God baby, Laney, fuck.” I feel this shaft thicken, biting down on my shoulder sucking, probably marking me. Nathan comes, spilling into me. I bring my hands up and take his hair between my fingers as he continues to bite me riding out his release. That was the most intense lovemaking of my life.

  I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard in my life. I’m not sure if my balls have any more cum in them. It amazes me how different sex is when you actually love the other person. It’s not just about me and making sure I blow my load, it’s about making sure the other person feels what you are trying to express to them. I wanted to make sure Laney was satisfied; I wanted to her to know what she means to me, what she does to me. I think I made my point clear.

  I continue to slowly thrust into her as my climax eases and I my dick begins to soften. I let go of her hair and run my hands over her breasts giving them a slight squeeze. Her nipples are still puckered and if I were any type of bastard I would continue to assault them while I ready my cock for round two, but I know she’s tired; she was begging me to stop. Her head is resting on my chest, and her hands are gripping my hair trying to keep herself up. “Come on baby, let’s get in into bed.” I take a step to the side and pull back her comforter causing the pillows to spill to the floor. I pick her up and lift her onto the bed, scooting in right after her.

  I pull her into my chest, encasing her with my arms and welcome the warmth of her breath upon my skin. I run my fingers through her hair. “I love you, Nathan.” Her muffled declaration sends chills throughout my body. She
has no idea how much I love her.

  “I love you too, Laney Bear. More than I ever thought possible. Especially with the little time you’ve been in my life, but I don’t care. I’m thirty-five years old Laney. I’ve done things that would give you nightmares to last a lifetime. Never did I think I would feel as content as I do right now. I would travel to the ends of the earth, fight and kill if it meant that I would have you in my arms at the end of the day. I’d do it all over again. I’d live through the nightmares of war, of the death I’ve seen, of the death I’ve created knowing you would be in my life. You are my salvation.”

  She feathers kisses along my chest. The low moan in my chest turns into a growl. I laugh, “Baby girl, you are about to start something you may not want to finish. We have to get back to the hospital to relieve Brad.”

  She continues to sprinkle soft kisses while my cock starts to harden. Fuck, she’s gonna be the death of me, but what a fucking awesome way to go. “You taste like perfection.” She begins to lick around my nipples making them turn to stone. She sucks, and I moan. Fuck. I’ve already got a rock hard cock, and now she’s fucking with my nipples. We gotta get out of bed and back to the girls, but I don’t want to leave this bed anytime soon.

  She pushes on my shoulder and I roll onto my back. She swings her leg over, straddling me. Sitting up straight she gives me a small smile. I can feel her creamy arousal dampening my abdomen. Her voice is soft, “Hi.”

  “Hey beautiful.” And she is, she’s a fucking vision with her flowing red hair and her big brown eyes. Her hair is cascading down over her shoulders past her breasts. I can see the soft pink of her nipples poking through the crimson curtains. But the most beautiful about her right now are the marks that adorn her body. Lovemarks, a results of the passion I hold for her. I can’t hold back when it comes to her. I have this primal need to take her, to fuck her, to make sure she knows that I am the only man that will ever be able to satisfy her. That I am hers, and she will forever be mine.