Protecting Siena

by K. Renee

  “We can do that. Let’s see what is there and then we can make a list of the stuff we need.”

  “Perfect.” She grins. She goes back to humming along to the song and I can’t help but watch her as we sit at a red light. When the light turns green, I focus back on the road and we make our way through the windy roads to get to our new place.

  When I pull into the driveway, I pull up and park close to the front door. Siena doesn’t even wait for me to open the door for her. She gets out and bounds up the steps and to the door. “Hurry up!” She says playfully. Taking the steps a two at a time, I wrap my arms around her and pull her body to mine.

  Lifting her up, she wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. “I love you.” She whispers before planting a scorching hot kiss on me.

  I get the door open and I get us inside, slamming it shut behind us. Pushing her up against the door, I claim her mouth and slide my fingers under her shirt. Her back arches into my touch and I want to get her naked now.

  I swallow her moans and I pull her off the door, and start to walk towards the hallway. I don’t even care what I find to fuck her on – a bed, a table - as long as I find something. We come to a small room that looks like a child once inhabited, and I move to the next room with a bed.

  Dropping her on the mattress, I undo my jeans and push them down to my feet, kicking them, and my boots, off. Once I pull my shirt off, I stalk over to Siena and grab the waist of her sweats and pull them down and off of her feet. Her pussy is already dripping wet and I can’t wait to slide into her.

  Crawling over her waist, I grab the bottom of my tee shirt and pull it up and off. Looking down at her naked body, I see the tiny bump that she’s starting to get. I wouldn’t have even noticed it if I didn’t see her like this more times than not.

  Running my fingers over her belly, I lean down and press a kiss to it before looking up at her. Her eyes look misty and she blinks away the tears before leaning up and kissing me. She pulls me up her body, and I go willingly. Kissing every inch of her, I take my time and show her body some sweetness.

  Her fingers tangle in my hair, and she tries to move my face down to where she wants it. I run my tongue along her pussy lips and her grip tightens in anticipation. Her legs wrap around my head and she holds me in place right at her pussy.

  Swiping my tongue up and down her slit, I dip inside quickly before I pull back out. Her protests are cute, but I don’t give in to what she wants. I like to tease her more than she knows. She’s lucky I even let her come most times, especially with that smart little mouth she likes to throw at me.

  “Sloane, fuck me with your tongue now!” She demands. I suck her clit into my mouth and bite down on it slightly. Her hips buck up and I put my hands over her stomach and hold her down on the bed. “Please, Slade.” She at least got the name right this time. We both need to get used to using the new names, or we’re going to screw this shit up.

  “You know better than to tell me what to do.” She bites her bottom lip and I probe her pussy with my tongue. Her eyes close and her mouth slightly parts.

  “Oh God.” She moans. Her fingers pull at my hair and I love the sting on my scalp from each tug. My dick is hard and I want nothing more than to be inside her right now, I break the hold she has around my head and I slide up kissing my way up her body. “Slade.” Her eyes are full of lust, and I can see how much she wants me.

  Licking her juices from my lips, I press my mouth down on hers and kiss her deeply. She kisses me like we haven’t seen each other in weeks, and I love that. She pulls away from me to catch her breath and I slide inside of her with ease. “Baby you’re so fucking wet for me.” I groan. I pull out almost all the way before I slide back inside of her.

  Her fingers grip my back and I can feel her nails dig into me. Each of my thrusts is met with one of hers. She’s chasing her own orgasm, and I love when she uses my body for her pleasure. She bites down on my shoulder as I speed up our tempo and fuck her harder. The bed keeps hitting the wall, but she doesn’t even care. All my girl cares about right now is coming for me.

  Siena moves her hands down my back and they grip my ass. I thrust into her hard as I can, and when she comes, her eyes roll back in her head and she yells out Slade. Her hips slightly move against mine as she rides out her orgasm and I chase mine. Every pump of my hips is hard and we move up the bed until her head’s almost against the headboard. Her nails dig into my skin and I come inside of her. Collapsing on top of her, I bury my face into her neck and she runs her nails up and down my back, and along my neck.

  Once I catch my breath, I look up at her and she grins. “I love you, Finley.” She gets a glimmer of excitement in her eyes and she kisses my lips gently.

  “I love you, too, Slade.” Slowly pulling out of her, I kiss down her body and stand up. Pulling on my jeans, I kiss her thigh before I go and look around the rest of the house.

  After I go from room to room, I see that we don’t need much. Maybe just some stuff to clean with, and food. We can make do with everything else that’s already here. We don’t need much, but I’m sure it’s going to take her some getting used to. Not having a maid to clean up after her ass and do her laundry will probably drive her insane.

  Going out to the car, I grab the bags of clothes and bring them inside. Walking back into the house, and into the kitchen, I see her filing through the cabinets in nothing but my tee shirt. “Brought the clothes in. Did you see any laundry soap in this place?” I look around, and set the bags on the kitchen table.

  “Nope.” She pops the “p,” and then gets a grin on her face. When I walk over to her, she stands on her tip toes to look up in the cabinet, and I see her ass cheeks peek out from under the fabric.

  “You're just begging to get my dick again aren’t you.” I groan when she bends over and the shirt rises even more. She looks over her shoulder and gives me a little grin. Instead of giving into her, I slap her ass and walk out of the kitchen.

  Before I get down the hallway, I hear her yell, “Dammit, Slade.” I don’t bother to stop. I keep making my way down the hall and towards where I saw the laundry room. Looking in all the cabinets, I come up empty on laundry soap. When I make my way back into the kitchen, Siena is sitting on the counter with a box of saltine crackers.

  Walking over to her, I step in between her thighs and kiss her forehead. “You okay?” She nods her head, shoves a cracker in her mouth, and slowly chews it. “Are those even good still?” She holds the box up to me and I check for a date. They are four months expired. I don’t know how she’s still eating the things. They probably taste like cardboard.

  “Come on lets go get some food and necessities and then you can relax.” She doesn't say anything, but she puts her head on my shoulder and keeps eating her saltines.

  After getting Siena dressed, we are now standing in a tiny ass fucking grocery store that looks like it’s from the thirties. We grab a cart and start to look at the variety of things on the shelves. We grab some necessities, and then she grabs a few things to help with her nausea.

  She hasn’t thrown up yet and I’m glad for that. I hate seeing people puke and watching her do it is going to suck. I hate seeing her hurting or sick. When we’re done shopping, I get in line and she puts her face on my chest. I’m pretty much holding up most of her weight, but I’m fine with that.

  “Good thing I didn’t give you my dick again. You might have been puking on me.” I see the guy in front of me ears get red, and I know he heard me. This town probably isn’t really ready for us.

  She pinches my side and I can’t help but laugh. “You’re an ass.”

  “Proud of it, babe.” I kiss her forehead, and she sighs.

  When it’s finally our turn, I unload everything on the conveyer and the lady looks over at Siena and frowns. “Oh no, are you sick sweetheart?” She shakes her head no and walks over to me and puts her head back on my shoulder.

  “She’s nauseous.” I give the lady a warm smile and Siena
wraps her arms around one of mine.

  “Saltines will be a lifesaver if you’re nauseous through your whole pregnancy.” She says, holding the box up.

  “Thank you.” Siena says quickly. The lady behind the register smiles back and continues to scan the items.

  “One hundred fifty-two dollars and sixty three cents is your total.” The lady says. I hand her enough cash and the bag boy watches me put the rest back into my wallet. When I look over at him, I smirk and he turns his head quickly.

  “Thank you so much for shopping with us. We hope to see you soon.” She has a bright smile on her face, and I thank her and take my change from her outstretched hand.

  When the kid is done bagging our stuff he looks up at me like he’s nervous or something. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but I just wait for him to say something. “Can I help you guys out?” What the hell. I’m curious to see why he’s eyeing me the way he is.

  “Yeah that would be great.” He pushes the cart out in front of us, and I wrap my arm around Siena and walk with her out to the car.

  “That one right there.” I point out the car when we get to the parking lot. Popping the trunk, I walk over to the passenger side and help Siena in before I go and help the kid.

  “Did you just move here?” The kid finally asks, breaking the silence.

  “Yeah, last night.” I reply putting a bag into the trunk.

  “You have a lot of cash. You on the run?” He looks at me, and I just watch him.

  “Why would you think I’m on the run?” I raise an eyebrow and he shrinks back.

  “The cash, the sick girl, I don’t know. Just made sense.” He continues to stick the few remaining bags in the trunk, and I wait for him to finish before I close it.

  “Naw, she’s pregnant and feels like crap. The money? It’s for everything we need to get setup here. Just moved.” He nods his head, but doesn’t say anything else, which is fine by me. Listening to the little punk makes me remember why I hate small towns. Everyone knows everyone else’s business, whether you want them to or not.

  The kid starts to walk back towards the store with the cart and I get in and start the car. Looking over at Siena, her eyes are closed and she’s curled up against the window. I need to get her home and in bed.

  By the time we get back, it’s starting to get dark, and my stomach is growling. Putting the car in park, I shut off the engine and walk over to Siena’s side to get her out of the car and carry her inside. Putting her on the bed in the master bedroom, I pull her jeans off and leave her in just a tee shirt. After I tuck her in, I make my way down the hall and into the kitchen to put everything away.

  When I’m done, I make a sandwich and take a seat at the table to eat. The whole house is quiet and it’s kind of peaceful. In seven months or so, we won’t get the quiet anymore. We’ll have a little one crying and laughing in this place, and even as scared as I am to be a father, I’m excited too.

  I already know that Siena is going to be an amazing mother; I just hope that I’ll be a better father than mine ever was to me. “Slade?” Her voice sounds raspy and when I look towards the hall, I see her rubbing her eyes.

  “Yeah baby?” I look her and she comes walking over towards me. She sits in my lap and wraps her arms around my neck.

  “Come lay with me.” She pokes out her bottom lip and I have a hard time saying no to her. Picking her up, I turn off the lights and walk over to the front door to lock it before making my way down the hall and into the bedroom. Setting her back on the bed, I pull the blankets over her legs and start to undress.

  Once I slide into the bed, Siena curls up against my body and holds me tight. “You feeling better yet?” She shakes her head no, and I feel her breath fan out across my stomach.

  Closing my eyes, I listen to the sounds of her breathing and try to fall asleep.

  The sound of Siena throwing up wakes me from my sleep, and I get out of bed quickly and go to her side. Holding her hair back, I look for a towel in the cabinets right next to the toilet. Coming up empty, I just sit with her while she keeps throwing up.

  When she finally stops a few minutes later, I flush the toilet and pull her into my lap. She curls her body around mine. She’s sweaty, tired, and looks like she’s about to throw up at any moment.

  “You want to shower?” I move the hair out of her face and she nods her head. Helping her up, I stand up and start the water, and wait for it to warm up. Looking in the other cabinets, I finally find a towel for her.

  I walk back over to her and lean down in front of her. Grabbing the bottom of her shirt, I pull it up and over her head. “Slade?”

  “Yeah?” She looks up at me with sad puppy dog eyes.

  “I don’t want to throw up every day” She pouts, and I pull her into my body.

  “I know. But think, in seven months we will have this little baby in our arms.” She looks up at me and smiles brightly for the first time since she started to feel like shit.

  “I hope we have a boy.” She whispers. Yesterday she wanted a girl, and now she wants a boy.

  “Why did you change your mind?” I reach in the shower and check the water temperature before pulling the curtain back. Helping her in the shower, she runs her fingers over my jaw.

  “Because I want him to be just like his daddy.” Hearing the word daddy still gets to me, I love hearing it, and I still can’t get over the fact that I’m going to be a dad soon.

  “Well he would be pretty fucking awesome if he took after me.” Her mouth drops open and I can’t believe that she’s surprised by that statement. She pulls my head under the water and I get in with her, still fully clothed.

  I don’t even care that I’m soaked. Seeing the smile on her faces makes everything all right. The water drips down her face and her eyes are full of happiness and love.

  A knock at the door causes me to pause, and I kiss her quickly before getting out of the shower and peeling off my wet clothes. Pulling a towel around my waist, I look back at her and she looks nervous. “I’ll be right back. Stay here.” She nods, and I make my way out of the room and to the front door.

  Looking out the peep hole, I see Sally standing there with what looks like to-go containers. Opening the door, I see her eyes widen as they take me in. “Wow.” She mumbles under her breath.

  Clearing my throat, I watch her eyes snap up to mine, and she gives me a little grin. “They sure didn’t make them like you when I was your age.” She shakes her head and I smirk at her. It still takes her a few minutes to say what she came here to say, and I’m sure I’m not helping by being in just a towel.

  “I hear your friend is having morning sickness, so I brought her something that should cure it.” She hands me the bag of food and I just watch her. Her eyes linger where my dick is, and it’s quite comical.

  “Thank you, Sally, I’m sure my old lady will be happy for some food.” Her eyes meet mine when I say old lady.

  “Are you two getting married anytime soon? You know you really shouldn’t have a baby out of wedlock.” I try to be polite because she owns this place, but I don’t agree with that whole “your baby is a bastard if you don’t get married before having it” bullshit.

  “Haven’t thought about marriage. Not sure it’s for me, but either way, this baby will be loved by both Finley and I, so I’m not too worried about it.” She goes to say something, but she thinks better of it.

  “Well you have a beautiful girlfriend. Wouldn’t want someone else to swoop on in and give her the family she wants. Anyways, I hope she feels better.” Sally smiles at me and her eyes roam all over my body again. She mutters something under her breath, but I don’t even bother trying to figure it out. I watch her walk to her car, and I shut the door behind me. Walking into the kitchen, I set the food on the table and make my way back into the room.

  Siena is sitting on the bed with a smirk on her face. Walking over to her, I grab the back of her wet hair and pull her head back so she is looking up at me.

  “What’
s so funny?” I growl. I nip at her earlobe and her body breaks out in chills.

  “Sally was totally checkin’ you out. I’m pretty sure she almost had a heart attack when you walked out there in just a towel.” She starts to giggle, and I can’t help but laugh with her.

  “So you heard what else she said?” She nods her head and looks up at me. She doesn’t give away if she wants that stuff, so I have no idea how to even proceed. “And?” I ask after a few minutes of us just staring at each other.

  “You already seemed to have the answers you want, why does it matter what I want?” I feel like this is a trick question that I’m likely to fail at answering correctly.

  “I know how I feel about that shit, but I want to know how you feel about it, too.” She studies me for a few minutes before she answers me.

  “Before I met you, I hated the idea of getting married to someone that my father chose for me. Ever since you’ve been in my life, I feel like maybe getting married wouldn’t be such a bad thing. I don’t know, maybe it would feel like we are more of a family if we were married.” She shrugs her shoulders and she puts her head on my chest.

  “We can’t get married on the run, baby. If they see our names pop up, they will know where to look for us. I’m not risking either of you.” She gives me a sad smile and I know that it wasn’t the answer she wanted, but it’s the one that’s going to keep her family from coming after us. “Fin, I love you and I will do anything for you, but I can’t give you that.”

  She doesn’t say anything, and I know she’s pissed at me. She pushes me away from her and I give her the space she needs. “Sally brought you some food that she said will take away the morning sickness.” She gets up off the bed without a word and makes her way into the kitchen. Sitting back on the bed, I put my head in my hands.

  I knew this shit wouldn’t be easy, but this fucking sucks. I hate hurting her when I don’t really have to. I just hope she understands that I’m doing this for us.