by C. M. Steele
We make small talk mostly about work things. All day he’s been asking for an updated calendar and moving a bunch of meetings around. I have a feeling it’s about the coffee shop girl. I wonder if he’s going to finally make a move.
But as soon as we arrive at my apartment building and get out of the car, I see why he’s acting weird. Standing in front of my door is Dean. He has a duffle bag in his hand and flowers. “Take the next couple of days off,” James says with a smile on his face.
I move my head between the two of them. Something is going on.
“What’s going on, Dean?” I ask, quirking my brow and tapping my heel with my arms crossed. I’m trying to hide the smile that I feel coming through me just seeing his face.
He drops his bag and comes toward me with a nervous smile on his face. He brushes a wisp of hair away from my face with his thumb. With a thick yet soft voice, he says, “I love you, Nancy. I know it’s soon, but I can’t fathom living life without you. Will you marry me?”
“Yes,” I answer without hesitation. This seems unreal, but I knew before I got here that pushing him away was stupid. I freeze when I feel the metal slide on my finger. I look down, and there’s a yellow diamond on a golden band.
“When?” I can’t take my eyes away from the ring. It’s perfect. It’s so me. I love it.
When I finally look up, he confesses, “Last Monday. I searched for the one that reminded me of you when I first spied you across the room. As soon as it, it screamed you.” That was well before we met officially. He wasn’t kidding when he said I was his forever.
“I love you, Dean.” How could you not love a man who’s so sweet?
“I love you so damn much,” he growls, grabbing my face with both hands and slamming his lips against mine. I moan and clutch onto his lapels.
“I have a few days off,” I say jokingly when I pull away for a breath.
“Well, good because I do too. And I have the marriage license ready for you to sign for the morning to be filed.” I push back slightly to get a better look at his face. It’s dark, but the light outside the apartment.
He’s serious. “Really? Did you have a case to go to or were you bullshitting me?”
“I did, but they didn’t need me there for long. I’m sorry, I didn’t call you. I wanted to, but I was trying to plan this all out, and I didn’t want you to hear something. I told James to bring you here to pack,” he confesses in a rush.
“So you’ve been sneakily planning this all day?”
“Not all day, but seeing your brothers trying to convince you to leave me left me with no option. I’m a man obsessed. I hate to admit that I even considered kidnapping you. I had the cuffs and all.”
“Oh…kinky. I like that.”
Chapter 12
Dean
“I can't believe we just did that,” Nancy says, smiling up at me in the limo as we drive through the Vegas Strip.
“You better believe it, Mrs. Black. You're mine forever, baby. I love you so much, Nancy.” The driver pulls up to the entrance of our hotel, and I assist my bride into the nearest elevator. I hold her tight as the doors close. “Come on we have just 48 hours for me to worship the shit out of you. I want to own your body and soul. I want to feel every inch of you with every inch of me. Tell me what you want, baby.”
“I want everything and more. I love you Dean. Now, fuck my brains out please.”
“As you wish.” I push open our hotel room door, carrying her over the threshold and closing it behind me with the kick of my shoe. I need her naked with me deep inside her body. Having her tied to me only intensified the possessive feelings in me. I lay her down on the bed, taking in her beauty. She’s wearing a white dress that goes to her knees and cinches at her waist then flows as she moves. She paired it with a ruby red belt, adding a little sexy to her classic look. It washes over me how perfect she is and how much I want to savor this moment. I slow it down a notch. Lifting one leg, I run my hands up and down until I grab her shoe, slipping it off. I do the same to the other leg, feeling her patience being tested. Her thighs clench together when my fingers brush the edge of her heat. I lean forward and steal a kiss on her lips.
“I don’t want to take it fast, Nancy. I promise to make you scream over and over, but I want to celebrate the gift of discovering my wife.” I kiss her again. I clasp her belt, letting it fall to the side. I run my hands under her dress sliding it up her body, she lifts herself to assist me. I pause and kiss her belly and hear her gasp. “Pretty soon, wife. We’re going to have a home full of babies.” She takes the dress completely off, tossing it next to her on the bed. Her taut body relaxes as she smiles up at me waiting for my possession.
Her nude-colored panties and bra accentuate my hidden treats. I stand up and loosen the tie, then pull it off quickly. Leaning down, I grab her hands and bind them with my new favorite tie. “Keep them there,” I tell her, holding her arms above her head. “I don’t want you touching me or I’ll come.” I leisurely run my hands down her arms and stand up to remove the rest of my clothes. Cum leaks from my tip as I give it a strong stroke to take some of the tension off. It doesn’t help, especially with her eyes on me. She licks her lips, but I shake my head as I drop to my knees. I slide her panties down her smooth legs then lick my way back up, placing a kiss on her inner thighs. Setting her thighs on my shoulders, I press my face on her sweet, soaked cunt. She moans as I flick her little nub. I trace circles around her clit then suck on it. I push one finger into her, feeling her clench up on it. Thrusting in and out, my tongue and finger work her pussy until she’s shouting my name. “Dean, Dean. I’m coming.”
I get to my feet, I lean down and undo her bra, and then move her to the middle of the bed. She looks like a sexy virgin sacrifice, tied up for me, but I need more. I reach up and undo the tie because I want her hands on me. Immediately she’s clutching onto my hair and bringing my mouth to hers. She sucks off my tongue, tasting herself and moans. She knows I’m addicted to her pussy. My cock bobs between us reminding me that he’s more than ready. I press him to her entrance, pushing forward claiming her as my wife. “I love you, Nancy.”
“Ahh. Dean, I love you,” she stutters, running her fingernails through my hair, then down the back of my neck. The way she tries to crawl into my skin spurs me on. I pump faster and faster, latching onto her nipple, sucking and biting.
“Yes, more,” she whimpers, rolling her hips. I flip onto my back with her riding my cock.
“Take all you need. Impale your tiny pussy on my big fucking cock.” I grab her hips roughly, helping her fuck herself on me. She immediately goes to her tits, stroking, tweaking her nipples and tossing her head back as she rides. Her hair starts falling from all the pins in it. She’s going to make me come with her perfect tits bouncing. I move one hand down to her clit and strum it until she comes again.
As soon as she does, I roll her back on the bed and fuck long, deep strokes into her until I spray her womb with jets of cum. Both of us are panting and sweating. “Holy fuck, that was fun.”
“The night is young, Mrs. Black.”
Chapter 13
Nancy
After a nice bath and a light dinner, we relax to a night in bed with wine and chocolate covered strawberries. It’s our favorite. One of the many things we have in common. A content sigh escapes me. “I could stay like this forever.”
“Me too, but first, Nancy, I need to call my parents.” He picks up his phone off the nightstand and looks up their number.
“Oh, my goodness. Your parents are going to flip when they find out.” I’m internally freaking out. Seriously, I completely forgot about meeting his parents.
He drops the phone and cups my face. “No. Okay, maybe my mom, but trust me they’ll understand.”
“Oh, the whole meeting the one thing?” I ask, looking into his pretty eyes. Goodness, why do men have such pretty lashes?
“Yes. Did James tell you?” He cocks his brow. The man is ever jealous of his brother when it
comes to me.
“Kind of, but only after the waitress in the restaurant mentioned it.”
He gives me that panty-melting crooked smile that makes me want to kiss him. “Oh, well, yes. She has been working there for decades. My parents would have dinner there when he had to work late.”
“You and James had wonderful parents,” I murmur offhandedly. I’m doing my best to build up the nerve to tell him a little more about my family.
“I’m sorry that your dad wasn’t a good guy,” he replies, hugging me tighter.
“How did you know?” I haven’t told James about my family unless my brothers let it slip.
“I had a little background check done on your family.” Ah, of course, he would do a background check. “It explains why your brothers are so anxious to protect you above all else.” He leans in and brushes his lips across mine. “I’m sorry. I just wanted to know who I was up against. I never meant to pry.”
“I get it. You’re an attorney. My brothers were like a case you weren’t willing to lose without a fight.”
“It was a case I refused to lose. I’m crazy for you.”
He kisses me on my forehead, moving down to my lips when we hear a muffled, “Well, that’s all sweet.”
“Mom?” Dean’s eyes widen as the sound comes from his phone in his lap. I’m glad it’s not video chat at least.
“You need to be more careful where you set your phone down, son. Hello, Nancy,” Mr. Black says. They all sound so similar that I wonder if the mother gets annoyed that she carried them nine months for them to take after their father.
“Hello, my dear. You’re the one who has stolen my son’s heart. James has told us so much about you. It is no wonder Dean has stolen you away.” I blush as if she can see me, tucking my head into the crook of Dean’s shoulder. “So are you both planning a wedding soon?” she asks before I can thank her.
“No, mother,” Dean mutters out. I look up and see him biting his lip.
“What? Why would you wait? I want some grandbabies soon, young man.”
A smirk comes over his face as she loses her patience with him. “Mother, it’s because we’re already married. That was why I had your number ready to dial.”
“Oh. You are a naughty one. I believe it’s the lawyer in you. Just like your father.” I can hear the laughter in her voice even through the anger.
“Let’s do dinner one day soon, ay son?”
“Sure dad.”
“Very well, but you better be working on some grandbabies,” she warns him. I blush again because we haven’t stopped.
“Way ahead of you. Goodnight.”
“Goodnight.”
“Well, that was fun. Let me put this up before I accidentally call someone else.”
“Yes, my lover. Please, I don’t want anyone to hear what I’m going to do to you.”
“Ooh…” I part my lips slightly and slide my tongue along the bottom of my teeth. He leans back with his arms tucked behind his head against the pillow. “Do what you will to me, woman.” I tug down the hem of his boxers, and out pops his cock, semi-hard and ready to go. A moan escapes as I consider how sexy he is. I wrap my hand around his length. The sensation is so different and new to me, soft and smooth. I can feel the way the muscles flex under the silky flesh. I slide my hand over his length stopping to rub the tip with my thumb. A bead of cum smooths my stroking.
Dean moans and his thighs tense up. I smile at him as he watches me, then I wrap my lips around his head. A growling moan comes from deep within his chest. I look up at him to see his eyes on me, and his lips closed tight. I focus back on his big dick and take him down as far as I can go. Gaining my confidence with each groan and sound, I work his cock a little faster. His hands thrust into my hair, grasping and taking control. He pumps up, fucking my mouth two more times before pulling me off him. I don’t get to react because I’m on my back and his face is between my thighs. He slips in one finger inside my pussy, and I’m panting. “I need you inside of me. I’m so close, Dean. I’m going to come. Please give me that big dick of yours.” I can’t believe what I’m saying, but I’m feeling wild. “Take me hard.”
He rises up. His cock pressed at my entrance, and I cream a little more. “You’re fucking soaked from sucking my cock, baby. Damn, but I need you as ready to come like I am.” He thrusts fully into me, and I gasp, clenching around him. His hands come down onto my breasts, squeezing and tugging on my nipples. It goes straight to my core. I scream out my orgasm just as he picks up the pace and comes with me. I pull him down, loving his weight claiming me. He tries to move, but I wrap myself around him even tighter.
“I’m going to crush you.”
“Give me one more minute,” I say, clenching my walls around his still semi-hard cock.
“Keep that shit up, and I’m going to fuck you again.”
I flex my walls again.
Chapter 14
Dean
It’s been two weeks since we married. I can’t stay away from my bride. Being an ADA is getting harder, knowing that my time away from Nancy is time sweetly missed. The trial is in recess for the weekend, so we’re flying to go tell her family about the wedding and formally introduce myself to her mother. We’re doing everything backward, but frankly, they forced my hand. I wasn’t going to risk them taking her away from me. Nothing but death will part us. And if her brothers try, I’ll bury them. They’re the most insistent hard-headed assholes.
I managed to only visit her two times this week. Well three, if you count today, but I don’t because I don’t care. I walk into the building easily. Security has given up on telling us apart since I’d never be a threat to my brother. They just call us both Mr. Black. I enter the private elevator and hit the code up to his office. I could have taken the regular elevator, but there’s a bunch of people that just got on it. I’m too impatient to wait. I want my woman in my arms. We have a lunch date at the Bistro.
As soon as I get inside, my wife is talking to some guy in a suit. I growl catching both of their attention. He’s not one of her brothers and is standing too close for my preference. “Mr. Black, I didn’t expect you back so soon. Your assistant and I were just talking.” He winks, and I’m about to drop his ass.
“Dean, I’m so glad you’re here,” she says. Clearly, this fucker was giving her a hard time.
“You’ve got two seconds to get out of my sight before I throw you out the fucking window.” He doesn’t move; not because he’s tough, but because he’s afraid and he should be. “Get the fuck away from my wife.” I could commit murder at the moment. He scurries away, and whoever he is, he’s done. I’ll have James deal with him financially because legally I’m fucked.
“You.” I stare at my wife who’s looking a little apprehensive like she’s afraid of me and that shit’s not acceptable. A flash of her family history reminds me that her father was a total bastard. Fuck, I get that I’m feeling violent, but I’d never hurt her. I relax my face and approach my wife. “You, don’t ever fear me like that again. I’d never do anything to harm you. I love you, Nancy. I’m sorry that I scared you.”
“I’m sorry. It’s just well, I…”
“You don’t have to explain, Nancy. I trust you. I’m a jealous motherfucker, but it’s not you who I want to destroy. I live for your smiles. Now let me make this better.” I slide my hand around her back and pull her to me, dropping my mouth onto hers. She moans, slipping her hands around my neck and into my hair. My control collapses, and I push her ass onto the desk, slinking her thighs around me. I want them on my shoulders while I fuck her dirty and remind her who she belongs to, but I won’t let my brother hear her come. My cock presses hard against my pants, and I need some relief. Just as I start grinding into my wife, my brother’s door opens. I turn and cover Nancy even though she’s not naked and her dress still sits at mid-thigh. She moves behind me to adjust her clothes.
“What the fuck, Dean?” James shouts out.
I smile at him with a shit-eating gr
in when I see he’s holding the woman Nancy mentioned in passing. “You never said anything before. It’s not like I would let anyone see my wife in the throes of passion.” I’ve also never been this aggressive with her at work.
A gasp comes from the woman in his arms. “You are a twin?” His woman is shocked. Apparently, my brother hates to admit we’re twins it seems since he hasn’t told her either.
“Yes,” he grumbles. Understanding that look in his eyes, I rejoice in his current dilemma.
“I don’t like that they look alike,” she mutters to herself. It’s clear she didn’t mean for us to hear that.
James is staring at his woman which is good for him because I’d fuck his ass up if he was staring at Nancy with her flushed “fuck me” face. His woman’s words hit me full stop that I remark, “I have to agree with you as well.” Everyone looks at me, so I finish my possessive thoughts, “I’m a territorial man, but I don’t trust anyone as much as my brother. More now than ever since he met you.” I wink at Hailey, then I inform my brother, “I’m taking my wife to lunch. We’ll be back in an hour.”
“Take your time,” he suggests. I laugh because he’s jealous. The bastard knows what it’s like now. He’s joked at my expense since I met Nancy.
“You have a meeting in an hour,” Nancy calls out from around my arm.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” James remarks, shooing us onto the elevator so he can be alone with his little lady.
*****
We get off the plane and into a rental pickup truck. It’s spring still, but the weather seems to be a bit colder than back home. I turn on our heated seats, and the warm feeling is automatic. Good because I could tell she’s colder than she let on. Today she’s wearing jeans something I rarely see her do. When I asked, she mentioned that it’s supposed to be cold and the driveway was made of gravel, and she wasn’t ruining her heels. “I could just carry you to the door.” She laughed, then I made love to her again. Fuck, just thinking of that memory has me hard. We’re only here for the day, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to keep my hands off her.