Breaking Free

by LeAnn Ashers

  She sits with her back ramrod straight until I wrap my arms around her and pull her back so she is lying half on top of me.

  “What show is this?” she asks as she looks at the TV.

  “The Walking Dead. I haven’t watched it yet,” I confess and relax further into the couch.

  She lifts her head and looks at me. “Want to binge watch it?” Her eyes are twinkling.

  “Sure.”

  She grabs the remote and we start an episode. At this point, I don’t care if we are watching paint dry as long as I get to spend this time with her.

  Evelyn

  Many hours later

  “Oh my god,” I whisper to Dave as season one of The Walking Dead just ended. My eyes are burning from being sleep deprived. I look at Dave, who is laughing at me. That just put me through an emotional roller coaster.

  “I think I need sleep,” I tell Dave and push myself up off the couch, my body hating me from sitting for so long. Grabbing Dave’s hand, I lead him up the stairs with me.

  I just want to be held right now. I deposit him in my bedroom before I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and use the restroom.

  When I walk back into my bedroom, I see Dave standing there in nothing but a pair of boxers. He turns around, and my eyes move to his dick and his abs. How can a man hitting his upper forties have abs like that?

  “Evelyn, what are you looking at?” Dave asks, and I look up to his face. He is smirking at me. I blush and duck my head. His arms wrap around me and he kisses the top of my head. “You’re too fucking cute.”

  I smile and pull away. Then I pull back the covers and slide in. The sheets are cold and feel amazing. I throw my arm behind my head.

  Dave climbs in beside me, and I can feel the heat radiating off of him. He turns onto his side so he is facing at me, then he puts his hand on my hip and slides it up until I feel his touch on my bare belly.

  Goose bumps break out across my stomach when he trails his fingers in circles, making me shiver. He scoots closer until his head is lying at the crook of my neck and his arm wraps around my front.

  I put my arm down and move my hand to his head, where I run my fingernails along his scalp then down his back. “That feels nice,” he mutters, his voice muffled. I trail my hands up and down until I hear his breathing even out. He is asleep. Smiling, I fall asleep too.

  Chapter Four

  “What are you doing?”

  My eyes fly open at the sound of someone talking. Raising my head, I see feet. Hands touch my calves. I look behind me and see my legs are on either side of Dave’s head, and I am lying along his stomach and crotch.

  I am a weird sleeper. I constantly move. I have even woken up on the floor before. “I forgot to mention I move a lot in my sleep.” I laugh nervously and raise myself up to my hands and sit back. My butt hits his face. Oh my god!

  I hurry off of him and hide my face under the blanket. My pussy hit his face!

  The blanket is thrown off of my face, and Dave moves so his hips are between my legs and his face above mine.

  “What are you—?”

  He places his mouth over mine. I wrap my arms around his neck. His hand moves up and down the side of my body as he makes love to my mouth. Then I feel his hand move closer to the place where I want it to be.

  I pull back and look him dead in the eyes.“I want this.”

  “You don’t have to.”

  “I need and want this.”

  His hand touches my cheekbone. “How long has it been?”

  “Twenty-four years.”

  He grabs the bottom of my shirt and lifts it over my head. I sit up and reach behind me to unclip my bra. It hits the floor, and I watch as he takes me in. I stare at him, gauging his every look.

  “You are gorgeous.”

  My body isn’t great. It’s got stretch marks from carrying my babies, scars from gettting hurt. My stomach isn’t flat and hasn’t been that way since before Ethan. I am far from perfect.

  Dave

  I can see from the disbelief in her eyes that she doesn’t believe me. She sees all the imperfections, but I see all the perfect parts of her. What she sees as imperfections make her who she is.

  “Baby, you are gorgeous,” I reassure her. Then I kiss her.

  “My body isn’t what it used to be.”

  “What I see is a woman who carried her children for nine months, a woman who has nurtured and cared for people her whole life. It’s now time for me to take that burden. Let me take care of you.”

  Tears fill her eyes and one escapes. I wipe it away. Then I slowly pull down her shorts along with her panties. Spreading her legs, I dive in, licking her folds from top to bottom. She moans and thrashes her hips.

  I place my hand on her stomach to keep her still then look up at her as I suck her clit into my mouth. I gently shake my head from side to side and feel her legs tremble. She’s close. I thrust a finger into her. Then another. She’s fucking tight. It feels like she can barely take my fingers. Pushing in more, I curl my fingers, hitting her g-spot.

  Her taut body explodes against my mouth, her pussy spasming around my fingers as she cries while her body shakes with her release.

  I climb up her body until I’m facing her. I reach a hand to the floor and grab my pants for a condom. “Baby, we don’t have to go any further than this.” I ask her one last time, and she smiles. “I want nothing more. But no condom. I’m clean. I want to feel all of you.”

  I throw the condom down onto the floor, and she laughs at me. I kiss her deeply and move between her legs. I lift one up so it’s around my hip.

  “Ready?”

  She nods and uses her leg to push me inside of her. I slowly push in inch by inch. It feels like my cock is in a vise right now. She is that fucking tight. Once I am to the hilt, I ask, “You okay?” I move down to my elbows so I have her boxed in. She looks at me and nods. I slide back out then thrust back in. She leans forward, kissing me, and I thrust a little harder, making her moan, her head falling back to the bed as she digs her nails into my back.

  I go faster and harder until I feel her tighten impossibly tighter around me. I almost explode. Reaching down, I tweak her clit, and she throws her head back, screaming. I come right along with her then put my head on the bed beside her head when I collaspe on top of her as the energy is drained out of my body.

  Evelyn

  Dave falls to the side of me and pulls me on top of him so my head is resting on top of his chest as both our bodies come back to earth from our orgasm. It was the most amazing thing. I didn’t know it could be like that. He was so attentive and tender. It was more than I could imagine.

  My life didn’t start out how I wanted it to. I was young and foolish. I kept what happened to me bottled up until my kids left for college. Only then did I deal with it. I went to a counselor, because I didn’t have my kids as a distraction anymore. It took a few years, but now I am fully okay. Life isn’t fair, but I won’t let what happened control me.

  “If there was one thing you could have in life, what would it be?” Dave brings me out of my thoughts, and I know instantly what I would want.

  “I would want to know if my parents are alive, and I would want to see them again,” I tell him and look up at him.

  “I can make that happen.”

  Do I want him to do that? Yeah, I do. “I would love that.” I hug him and sit up, scooting out of bed.

  “I need to go take care of the horses.” I walk butt naked to my closet to slip on my clothes.

  “I will take care of them as long as you make me some breakfast.” The creaking of the bed tells me he is getting up.

  “Deal,” I agree and slip on a pair of yoga pants and a t-shirt. “Oh, Ethan has some stuff in the drawer in the next room if you want to borrow something.”

  “Thanks.”

  I walk out of my closet and pass by a stretching Dave on my way down the stairs to the kitchen. I pop open the refrigerator to grab some eggs, butter, and milk. Homemade biscu
its, gravy, fried eggs, and sausage it is. I like my food. What can I say?

  I hear the front door shut and get busy making the biscuit dough. I roll them into balls , place them into a pan, and pop them in the oven. Then I grab a couple of castiron skillets for the gravy, eggs, and sausage. I became a master of multitasking from early mornings with teenage kids who had bottomless pits.

  I am now retired myself. I saved up a little money every month, and then a lot more once my kids left. I can live comfortably for a long time. I worked every job imaginable, and saving for twenty years added up over time. I worked for so long and hard with two to three jobs at a time, I wanted to settle down early and relax.

  Plating the food, I set it on the island counter so we can grab what we want and put the biscuits on a plate. I hear the front door open and look around the corner to see Dave taking off his shoes before I move back into the kitchen.

  “Food’s ready!” I tell him loudly. “Want milk? Orange juice?”

  “Milk,” he says as he turns the corner into the kitchen. I take him in. He’s is really fit, especially for someone his age. His hair is dark on top with the sides graying. He is tan, with tattoos running down his arms. Some are fading from time. He is wearing a pair of Ethan’s Wranglers. They hug his thighs. His face is aged, but handsome. Laugh lines mark the corner of his eyes. Since he didn’t shave, he has stubble covering his jaw, mouth, and cheek bones, which makes him even more rugged looking.

  “That looks good.” He walks over and pulls out a stool. I pour him his milk and me some as well before I sit down beside him. He grabs my face between his huge hand and pulls my face close so I am looking at him.

  Then he slams his mouth down onto mine, and I almost fall off the stool in shock. When he pulls away, I sit still, breathless and staring at him wide-eyed.

  “Thanks for the food, babe.’’ He smirks and starts dishing his food. I stare at him for a few seconds, blinking, and shake my head in disbelief. Where has this man been my whole life? I follow suit and dig in hungrily.

  “I need to go home for a bit to get some clothes. But I’ll be back,” Dave says, and I look over at him. I nod. “That’s fine.” I take a drink and set it back down onto the bar. I grab my now empty plate and look at all the leftovers.

  “Hey, didn’t you say your friends moved to Raleigh?”

  “Yeah.”

  “Why don’t I make some plates for them and you can drop them off?” There are way too many leftovers. I have a habit of cooking for a crowd; it’s instinctual.

  Dave stares at me for a few moments, his expression soft. “They would love that, baby.” He stands up and walks over to me, then kisses me on the forehead.

  I take out some to-go boxes. I always buy these in bulk, just in case. “How many friends are there?” I ask.

  “Five, but two are out of town.”

  I evenly place the food in the box with a condiment holder with a lid filled to the top with gravy.

  I get the boxes ready and set them on the table top so he can grab them when he leaves. “Let me help you.” Dave grabs the dish towel and puts it over his shoulder. So for the next fifteen minutes, I wash and rinse while he dries.

  Once the dishes are put away, Dave kisses me on the mouth and then again on the top of my head. I wrap my arms around his waist. “I will miss you.”

  “I will be back in a few hours. I promise.” He hugs me tightly before he lets me go. I pull away and smile at him, then I grab his hand and walk him to the door. I watch as his truck drives down my long driveway. Then I shut my front door and lean against it. What a night and day.

  I sit down on my couch and grab my cellphone from where I left it last night during the binge watching. There are a couple of texts from Sydney.

  “Do you have something to tell me?”

  “Mom.”

  “MOM!”

  “MOTHER.”

  I call her instead of messaging her back.

  “Hello?” She answers on the fourth ring.

  “Hey, baby girl.” I lie back onto the couch, yawning.

  “You have something to tell me?” she repeats her text, and I laugh.

  “I have no idea what you are talking about,” I tease her.

  “Mom! You and Dave?” she asks bluntly, and I wipe the tears from under my eyes from yawning.

  “I guess you could say we are dating,” I say nonchalantly.

  “Yeah, I knew that, but I wanted you to confirm it. Dave knocking out Marcus spread through town.” She laughs, and I hear something hit the floor over the phone. “Looks like you have an alpha male, mom. Good luck.”

  “Thanks, Sydney.” I yawn again.

  “Why are you yawning so much? You never yawn..” She stops, and I hear silence over the phone before she starts screaming.

  “Sydney?”

  “Mom, you finally got some!” she screams, and I hear Kane on the other end asking her what’s wrong.

  “Good-bye, Sydney,” I tell her and hang up. My daughter is one of kind, and I am not having that talk with her. Not now. Not ever.

  Grabbing the throw blanket off the back of the couch, I turn on the TV, waiting to be back in Dave’s arms.

  Chapter Five

  Dave

  I pull up in front of Daniel’s house. Sloan and Mike are here too. Me and five others went into basic together and retired together. The military was our life, and now we all moved to Raleigh, Texas together, since the men I commanded lived here. All of us live on a land of five hundred acres. My house is finished and so are the other guys’. We hired multiple contractors so they would get done at the same time. We all wanted to live close to each other and pitched in for the land together.

  Parking my truck, I grab the to-go boxes. Evelyn is too fucking sweet, packing these for the guys. I am shocked and in awe of this woman who has quickly taken over my life.

  “Well, well. Where have you been?” Sloan walks out onto Daniel’s front porch. His eyes look down the the boxes in my hands. “What’s that?”

  “Food for you guys.” I hand him the boxes, and he pops the lid open to peek inside. “You didn’t make this.” Sloan smiles at me cockily.

  “Met someone.” I walk past him into Daniel’s house and see Mike sitting at the dining room table. Sloan comes up from behind me and slides the food in front of them. They open the boxes and look inside with a confused look on their face. Yeah, I don’t go buying them lunch all the time.

  “Who made this?” Daniel asks with a small grin tugging at his lips.

  “Evelyn,” I tell him and pull a chair out.

  “Who is she?” Mike arches a eyebrow and is smiling slightly too.

  “Mine,” I say simply, and their eyes widen before they all grin.

  Sloan passes around forks, and the guys dig in. “If she wasn’t taken, I would be on her like white on rice,” he praises as he eats her food. The other guys nod.

  “I’ll pass it along to her,” I tell Sloan and look at Mike. He is a hacker. “Need you to work your magic and look for her parents. She hasn’t seen them in twenty-seven years.”

  He shrugs. “Sure, just give me the basic info.” I write it down and pass it over to him.

  “You’re dating Ethan’s mom? Oh fuck, man.” Mike laughs, and I glare at him.

  “Shit, man. You moved in quick, but I don’t blame you. She’s hot as fuck.” I glare at Sloan. “Shut the fuck up, man,” I voice to him. He puts his hands up in front of him in surrender.

  I push myself off my chair and scoot it back in under the table. “I will see you guys later.”

  I walk toward the front door when Daniel yells my name. I turn around and look at him. “I am happy for you, man.” He nods then goes back to eating his food.

  “Thanks, man.”

  I walk outside and hop back into my truck, so I can hurry and get back to my Evelyn.

  Evelyn

  Waking up from my nap, I slip on my boots and walk outside to my horses. They are out in the pasture where Dave put t
hem. I walk inside and lock the gate behind me. I rub my hand down my Bucks belly and grab his mane at the back of his neck, pulling myself up bare back. I lie down onto his neck, hugging him. “Love you, big guy.” He snorts, and I laugh.

  I click my mouth and tap his side. He takes off at a trot. The wind blows through my hair, and I close my eyes, feeling the heat of the sun on my face. I feel happy and free.

  I lead him out into my field and look at the land in front of me. It’s truly beautiful. I feel immese peace in my life right now. Dave came into my life out of nowhere, but from the moment I saw him, I was instantly attracted and drawn to him.

  I was made love to for the first time in my life, fully and completely. That alone was earth shattering. He has protected me and made me feel safe. Made me feel safe in a way I haven’t ever been.

  With my past not being great and having been surrounded by my kids, I haven’t had any time or inclination to date. They came into this world out of evil, but they are pure goodness, and I raised them to be the best they can be. What happened and how they were conceived doesn’t define them, and it doesn’t define me either. Yes, it was hell, but that part of my life is done and buried. When he showed and brought everything to the surface, I finally got that last piece off of my chest. He can’t hurt me anymore.

  I ride for an hour before I turn back toward the house and spot Dave leaning against his truck, staring in my direction. My heart skips a beat at how good-looking he is. I hop off Buck and put him back in the pasture, then I close the gate and turn toward Dave. He is smiling at me, and I walk over to him, my heart beating out of my chest in anticipation.

  “Hey,” I breathe out and stand stomach to stomach with him.

  He puts both of his hands at my waist, and I look up at him. Then he bends down and kisses me. I press harder into him and snake my arms around his neck. He wraps both arms around me and lifts me off the ground. When I wrap my legs around his waist, his hands move to my butt cheeks and squeeze. I put my hands on both of his cheeks, holding him and controlling the kiss.