by C. M. Steele
We’re meeting up at Mitch’s ranch which from what I can see is sprawling miles upon miles. When we finally get to the front, I see four vehicles in the driveway. Shit is about to get real. Even though she doesn’t have on heels, I still go around to the other side and help her down from the giant beast they gave me and carry her up the stairs. The screen door opens to the large, hostile cowboy who hates my guts.
“Welcome. Come in.” I set her on her feet and let her go into her brother’s waiting arms. By the time we get through a host of men and a small woman who looks identical to my wife, I pull Nancy back to my side.
“Brothers, you all remember Dean. Mom, this is my…Dean.” She halts, but her mother’s eyes are trained to her daughter’s hand.
“Your husband?” her mother says with narrowed eyes.
“What? You got married,” a chorus of growling men spit out. They all start clenching their fists and stand tall. I’m about ready to beat some ass if they keep it up.
“Yes, we did. Two weeks ago. Now if you have a problem with that Dean and I can leave.” There’s the ballbuster James always told me about.
“No, but you think it would have been good to invite your family to your rushed wedding?” her mom adds on.
“Why so you could object?” Nancy continues. “Listen, I came here to see all of you. I’m not pregnant that I know of, but I’m not going to explain myself to any of you. We’re only here for the day, so I’d like to make it a good one. Dean has a case that requires his attention but thought it best to meet with all of you and let you know in person.”
I hear movement behind me and turn to see a woman with a tray of tea in her hands. Mitch moves quickly around us to her, taking the tray. “And who is this?” Nancy asks, eyeing the woman with contempt. Whoa, that protective trait gene is wild in this family.
“This is my new housekeeper, Marie.” Then I feel my woman slide her arm around my waist. Ah it’s not protective…it’s territorial.
“Nice to meet you,” Nancy grumbles out. This is going to be a fun trip.
Epilogue
Nancy
I feel his hands slide around me. He can’t keep them off of me, and I want more of it even though my newfound waistline is making it difficult. I’m six months pregnant and growing as round as a house. Every day, I’m closer to quitting my job because my heels are no longer comfortable or at least that’s the excuse I’ll go with. I have several, but until James is ready to train a replacement, I’ll stay. “I missed you, beautiful,” he whispers in my ear.
“I missed you, too,” I say, sighing softly. I never get tired of him sneaking over here to check on me. He’s been intent on picking me up from work more often than not. I leave my car here most days. It’s only when he’s working late that I take it home. Some days, I just go upstairs and wait in Hailey and James’s condo.
“Are you ready to call it a day?” he asks between nibbling on my neck and ear.
“Sure, give me a minute. I need to tell James I’m leaving.”
“Okay. I’ll go say hi to my brother, too.” We walk over to the door, but Dean has his hands on me turning me back around to leave. The sounds of lovemaking can be heard through the wall. My baby brain forgot that Hailey, the coffee shop girl, and now James’s wife came down to bring him dinner.
“Well it seems like he’s having dessert,” I tease, laughing in my husband’s strong arms. Hailey and I get along well. It was easier than it seemed. But knowing that I never desired James, I knew that even though the men were twins chemically speaking ours only belonged to us. When other women eye our men, we warn them with our stone-cold glares. Dean and James laugh at us because they don’t see anyone but us.
“Good, because I’m looking forward to my own dessert, Mrs. Black. Let’s go, woman. I want your sweet, warm pussy fucking my mouth.”
“You keep that up, and we won’t make it to the house before you get it.” My panties were drenched. I’ve been thinking about Dean all afternoon. It’s been a long, horny day. I blame it on the hormones going insane.
He spins me in his arms and kisses me roughly, working his mouth up and down my jaw. “Oh, fuck yes. Is my girl feeling wild?” he growls at the base of my throat, then kissing his way back to my lips.
“Every time you’re around. Who am I kidding? All I have to do is think about you, and my panties are ruined, Mr. Black. Now, what are you going to do about it?”
He grabs my hand and hurries me into the conference room. He releases me long enough to lock the door behind us. Then I find myself on my back, touching the smooth wooden surface and my legs over his shoulders in seconds. I feel the cool air when he flips my skirt up, but that doesn’t last long. Dean pulls my panties to the side and licks my slit. I shiver and toss my hands over my head, gripping the edge of the table. He growls then bites on my thigh.
“Keep it down, baby.”
“Yes, Dean,” I stutter, reaching down to his hair and tugging. I clench my hardening belly and rolling my hips, thrusting my cunt into his face. He grasps my thighs roughly, pulling me closer to him. I bite my hand to muffle my scream as I come on my husband’s tongue.
“Give me your sweet juice, Nancy. Come all over my face.” His tongue laps every ounce of my wetness. He grinds his face into me, dragging out just a hint more of my pleasure because my beast can’t get enough. He stands up and straightens my clothes, steadying me on my feet before kissing me hard. “I can’t wait to make you come again. I love eating your pussy. I’m going to have you tied to the bed for the entire weekend.” I bite my bottom lip, blushing because I know he’s dead serious. He has that look laced with sinful intentions that I can’t get enough of.
Dean
Baby time
I’ve managed to scare every doctor not with the threat to sue, but with their lives. My wife was buckling from the pain and people were moving too slow for me. Our regular doctor had to be on vacation, but they promised a good one would do the job. I walk in to see a man my dad’s age which took a little of the tension away. Years of experience on his belt, I felt a little more confident that Nancy would be okay.
My parents were on their way, and her siblings were supposed to be arriving tomorrow as a surprise visit, but they’re going to be a day late. My little guys want to come into this world and are waiting for no one. I’m doing my best not to freak the fuck out. I nearly wrap my hands around the doctor’s neck for not moving fast enough, but that shit wouldn’t do any good because who would deliver my sons.
I brush Nancy’s almost perfect hair as she rests her eyes. “You’re doing so well, love.” I kiss her forehead, making her smile. She’s had contractions all day, but they only quickened the last hour. By the time we got here, she was feeling them every two minutes.
“Thanks,” she mutters, apparently uninterested in dealing with platitudes. She’s tired as fuck, and she was only getting started.
Two hours later, my sweet, beautiful Nancy delivered my sons. She was covered in sweat but grinning from ear to ear.
“Okay, Mr. and Mrs. Black, here are your boys.” Two nurses came up and gave one to each of us. One of them was a male, and I wanted to pop him in the mouth. He only entered the room when they started cleaning up the boys, but I didn’t care. He was too good looking to be around my wife.
“Rest, we’ll be back in about twenty minutes. If you need anything, please buzz the reception,” the doctor says, patting her thigh. “You did very well…the both of you. I’m just glad sir that you had boys. I’d hate to see if those were two girls.” He left with a chuckle. Well, fucking hell, I didn’t think he noticed I’d been staring him down the entire time.
I look down at Nancy who suddenly has a second wind. “They’re perfect, Dean.” She coos down at our son, “Aren’t you?” she asks him sweetly kissing his forehead
“Yes, they are. Just like their mama.”
“It looks like it might be the only thing they get from me. I’ve seen baby pictures. You and James are replicas of you
r dad.”
“Knock, knock,” Alex calls out as he opens the hospital room door. Nancy beams brightly. I’m surprised they’re all here. My parents come in behind them.
“They told us we can’t stay long, but we wanted to see our little nephews.”
“Yes, we want to see our grandbabies,” my mother cheers, rubbing her hands together.
“What are their names?” Alex asks, looking down at Nancy and the baby.
“This is Steven and Dean has Tyler,” Nancy says smiling at them. Everyone is crowding around to get a peek.
“Cool names,” James says.
“Keeping up with the tradition.”
“We’ll be doing the same thing once our boys are born.” James nods proudly. Their babies are due very soon. Twenty minutes later after two warnings by the nurses, everybody went home or to their hotel for the night. Nancy scooted over on the bed so I could lay with her and our sons, and we fell into a blissful sleep.
Ten years later…
“A girl? What do you mean a girl? That’s got to be wrong. Move that wand thing around some more,” I freak out. I’m still not ready for a daughter. Nancy and I had four sons and planned to be done. She stayed on the pill for all this time until a chance case of the flu led to some antibiotics. And six weeks later we find out that she’s pregnant.
“Yes, Mr. Black. You are having girls.”
“Wait. Hold up. Did you just say girls? As in more than one?”
“Yes.” I’m about to get some shotguns. I’m glad I left the DA’s office six years ago to open up my own practice. I’m going to need a good defense attorney one day.
Suddenly, I look over to the most enchanting woman in the world, and I freeze. She’s smiling so radiantly, and somehow, I find relief. “Girls,” she says, crying happy tears. She’s always wanted a daughter like James and Hailey do.
My mood turns from panicked to thrilled. I’m going to have two little princesses to spoil just like their mother.
Shotgun’s loaded. Tenth birthday with daughters!
“What the hell do you mean you have a boyfriend? You can barely tie your shoes,” I howl, fixing my daughter’s braid.
Lea rolls her eyes at me. The little girl has more attitude than her mama. Her sister Michelle is thankfully a lot more laid back. “Daddy, I learned to tie my shoes when I was like three. Besides, Jake isn’t my boyfriend. He’s just a boy who thinks he’s going to marry me one day. I told him he was crazy, but he doesn’t listen.”
“Wait, Jake? As in our neighbor David’s son?” They go to the same school, but he’s two years older than her. What the hell is going on? Where is that damn wife of mine? She tricked me into being happy about daughters. I was right. They’re going to land me in prison.
“Yes, Daddy. Now I told him that my brothers were going to pound his head in, but he says it’ll be worth it.” She rolls her eyes and saunters her way out into the backyard for her tenth birthday. My parents, James, Hailey and their kids made it out, but her family lives in Montana and it’s a busy time for most of them. The place is still packed with school friends and neighbors.
I walk out of the house to look for my wife to have a word with her beautiful ass. When I see her, she’s smiling at David right now. I’m about to shove his ass into the pool to cool off. I storm over there to steal my wife away. David is a confirmed bachelor. Jake is a product of a one-night stand who dropped him off at three years old with David.
“Nancy,” I call out. David blanches and I know the fucker had been saying something he shouldn’t be.
“Leave now, David. I won’t ruin my daughter’s birthday, but if you don’t get away from my wife, I’ll bury you.”
“I’m going. Just having some harmless fun.” He cuts out as fast as he can, leaving his son standing by Anderson and Cooper who have their arms crossed.
“We can talk about this a little later,” Nancy says, pressing her hand to my bicep.
“That boy needs to stay away,” I tell her. I’m about to kick his ass out.
“He’s a kid. Next week, he’ll be crushing on someone else.”
“Well, he better be.”
“Relax, he’s not going to have any sinful intent.”
“No that’s just me, woman,” I say, pulling her into my arms and kissing her with an audience of adults and kids.
“One day I want to be just like him,” Jake admits boldly. Anderson knocks him on his ass.
“Not with my sister.” I laugh until I see my sweet Lea go to Jake’s side and help him. I’m in trouble. I can feel it in my soul.
And on her twentieth birthday trouble came…
THE END
Standing There
C.M. Steele
Coming September 2018
Chapter 1
Lindsay
It’s mad how packed the park is. Every year there’s the annual Taste of Crestwood, but this year they have a Beatles tribute band called, Standing There. It’s a perfect night for the concert. No rain in sight and the breeze is enough to keep the summer heat from being unbearable. The energy is electric as everyone dances to the end of Twist and Shout.
I’m so excited as I belt out the words to We Can Work It Out. It’s not the Beatles on the stage of course, but they’re so good. I almost feel like I’m hearing the Fab Four. My mom and I are moving our heads to the rhythm of the song when I sense a change in the air. It’s odd that I feel an overwhelming need to turn my head. I do and see a man so handsome that my breath catches. He smiles just enough to let me know that he saw my reaction. I blush, but the sun is setting so he probably can’t tell.
I turn back to the stage and try to focus on the music and not my racing heart. It’s not long before I have to sneak a peek and he’s still staring. Hell, he’s so damn gorgeous that I give him a weak smile, but it instantly fades when I see a pretty blonde rest her head on his arm. Fucking bullshit. I storm off, needing air even though we’re outside. Is gorgeous synonymous with asshole or what?
I’m done with hot men. At nineteen, I need to just take a break from the opposite sex. It’s not like I’ve been anything more than kissed anyway. I’m not getting sex. It’s my fault, but it was the best decision I ever made. I would totally hate myself if I gave up my v-card to my ex. He wasn’t a virgin and blamed his cheating on the fact that I wasn’t ready to give him my cherry as he so eloquently put it.