“Lawrence, you give it back! I was following up on my patients, give me my damn pad!”
“Sorry, cat lady, this is mi casa, and you must abide by my rules now. Rule number one, when you’re visiting your son, no work business.” Law said it in a playful tone but he was dead serious. I watched as Layla fisted her hands at her sides and caved.
“Fine! Anymore ridiculous rules I need to be aware of?”
“Nope, just rule number one for now. I’ll make up the rest as I go,” he said laughing, and we all joined in. Ocean came into the living room and frowned at me laying on my belly on the swivel chair. He walked toward me, scooped me up, and brought me back to the sectional. He chose the side that had the ottoman attached. He sat down, first making himself comfortable, and then pulled me into his lap.
He opened his legs, let them fall to the sides of the ottoman, and pulled my back into his chest. At first, I felt embarrassed sitting with him like this, especially in front of Layla and his father, but when his warmth started to seep into my skin and bones, all that went right out the window. His father was the last to come in, and he took a seat next to Law on the opposite end of the couch. Unk started the conversation and from there, we all laughed and talked for hours into the early morning it seemed. The TV was playing an old Bruce Willis movie while we conversed. I was doing okay until Ocean’s father brought out some red wine and passed out glasses for everyone. It had turned into somewhat of a celebration party for Law and the studio. I only had one glass, but the wine had my head swimming and my eyes begging for sleep. The last thing I remember was feeling the deep rumble of Ocean’s laughter vibrating through me as sleep took over my body.
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Ocean
When I felt the calm and steady beat, along with the calm rise and fall of her chest I knew my baby had fallen asleep. One glass of wine was all it took to knock her out. Good to know. It was two in the morning when my dad finally decided to call it a night. Despite my mood earlier, it felt really good having him here with Aunt Layla. Law did right by taking her iPad away from her, because it looked like she hadn’t been able to enjoy herself like this in years. I hated to admit it, but I was jealous seeing dad and Aunt Layla together, because it reminded me of how much I missed Stormie. She should be here with us too, but she wasn’t, and it was because of me. I had no idea why my father still talked to me or even gave a shit about me after the accident. It was my fault his baby girl was dead and gone.
Liv stirred in my arms shifting my thoughts away from my pain as I took the time to take in her beautiful face. Liv was absolutely beautiful. I had never been attracted to exotic looking woman, but Liv had a beauty so natural it was breathtaking. Even though she was a little bit on the short side, she could easily pass as a sports model. I loved the deep dip of her top lip, and her sharp check bones brought out those eyes that could tear you apart with one glare. I ran my fingers through her long silk strands, the scent of vanilla drifted into my nose, and I inhaled her scent.
Law finished cleaning up the kitchen while I sat with Liv in my arms on the sofa. “Good night, man, I’m beat, O.” I nodded at him and rested my head back on Liv’s forehead. “I don’t mean to pry, but she really loves you, man, so please don’t lose yourself, Ocean… she needs you, and I need you, man.” I looked up at my cousin who was more like a blood brother to me. No matter what we did, we always had each other’s back, but I knew he had drawn the line with Liv. If I ever hurt her intentionally, I would probably end up losing him too, and that was the last thing on earth I would want to do.
“I know, Law. I’m trying, bro, but she doesn’t make it easy,” I said laughing lightly. “That’s an understatement… she’s a fucking handful, but I wouldn’t want to live without her. She’s special. Good night, cuz.”
“Night, Law.” Law was absolutely right when he said she was special.
I shifted my weight as I leaned forward to get up when her eyes snapped open, and she gripped my arm tight. Our eyes met, and she was looking at me as if I were holding her at gunpoint. I reached out to her with my free hand, and she twisted around in my arms startling me and swinging her arms around my neck squeezing me.
“Nao me deixam nao deixe para ir Oceano (Don’t leave me, don’t let me go, Ocean).” Her whisper was so faint I couldn’t hear shit, but I knew she wasn’t speaking English. I pulled her face back to look at her, but she was sleeping again.
I held her back, pressing her into me as I got up off the sofa. I grabbed her legs and pulled them around my hips. As I walked out of the living room to the hallway, I cut off all the lights and made sure the front door was locked. I could hear Law’s snores from here, and I laughed out loud. This confirmed that Liv not being a light sleeper was a good thing. Otherwise, the wilder beast that was my cousin would keep her up all night. When I got to our room, I closed the door gently behind me and walked over to the bed. I reached up to pry Liv’s hands apart, but she slapped my hands away and held me tighter. And I thought I was possessive.
“Come on, baby, I’m just going to lay you on the bed. I’m not leaving you. I’m yours for as long as you want me,” I said kissing the side of her flushed face. I tried again to pry her hands lose, and this time she let me, and I laid her on the bed. She started to crawl toward the pillows, but I pulled her body back to me. Her eyes slowly opened looking at me as if she were seeing me for the first time. I moved slowly so that I wouldn’t scare her. When my hands reached the top button her jeans, I slowly undid them, and then moved down to the zipper. She didn’t move, and she didn’t say a word. I grabbed the sides of her jeans and pulled them off. I folded them and placed them on the side table behind me. When I turned back to her, she was still laying on the bed frozen in time. I took her hand and pulled her up into a sitting position.
I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and gently pulled it over her head, and she raised her arms so it could slide off easily. She placed her hands behind her, and rested her weight on them as she pulled her knees up spreading her legs apart so I could see all of her. She kept her eyes on me watching my reaction. I narrowed my eyes at her, and she did the same. I pulled off my shirt and slipped off my sweats and when she saw my dick jump, she spread her legs wider. I bit my bottom lip trying desperately not to jump on her.
“You sure you want this, baby. You don’t owe me anything, Liv. I’m fine just holding you in my arms.”
She cocked her head to the side and then righted it. “I’m not okay with that. I want to drown in your ocean; I want you to love me the way that I love you.” She reached up taking my hand, lowering me on top of her, wiggling under me so that I fit snuggly between her legs. She laid her head back, looked up into my eyes, and smiled. I pulled back and moved down toward her hips. I kissed her scars liked I’d done several times before. I needed her to know that I loved all of her. When she couldn’t wait any longer, she grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me back up to her. I rested my lips on the sweet spot on her neck and breathed her in.
“Drown me, Ocean, please.” I slid inside of her and the floodgates opened. We moved slowly and rhythmically together, nothing like we’ve done before, and it was amazing. She wasn’t screaming my name as she usually did, but instead, she was concentrating on enjoying every touch, push, pull, lick, bite, and moan that escaped our lips. I felt her pull her stomach muscles in, and she clamped down hard on me. I nestled my lips on her ear and talked her through her climax, and she came with tears in her eyes.
I rolled onto my back taking Liv along with me because I wasn’t about to let go. I loved being inside of her even if it was just to sleep. She wiggled on top of me until she got comfortable, and before she rested her head on my chest she lifted her head and pulled my bottom lip into her mouth, sucking on it until I started laughing. She looked me in the eyes, and said, “Eu te amo, I love you.”
I squeezed her tight. “I love when you speak Portuguese, baby. The next time I make love to you, I want you to scream in Portuguese.” She pinch
ed my nipple, and I laughed harder.
“I love you, too, Livie.”
Chapter Forty
Livie
The sounds of Ray LaMontagne’s soulful voice woke up me, and I smiled into my pillow. I heard the shower running and figured Ocean was already in the shower, until a heavy hand landed on my ass stinging my skin awake. “Ouch! What was that for?” I said, flipping over as I was immediately stopped by the devilish grin on Ocean’s face.
“Morning, Zena,” he teased as he pulled all the covers covering my body away from me. “Time to get showered. We have a full day ahead of us.”
I studied him trying to figure out why he was so excited. I decided to go with his chipper mood before I ruined it, and when I slid my body off the bed, I had to reach out and grab his arm for support. My thighs burned as if I had done a trillion squats the day before, and the amazing memories of Ocean making love to every inch of me flooded my mind, making me bite my top lip to keep from squealing. “What’s the matter baby couldn’t handle the tidal waves.” I let go of him and smirked. “Was that the best you could do? I thought oceans were supposed to be fierce and powerful forces of nature?”
He busted out laughing, catching me off guard as he lunged for me and flung me over his shoulder. Two hard smacks to my ass, and my backside was stinging painfully. The shower was filled with warm fog, and he stepped into the shower with me over his shoulder. Ocean positioned my back under the showerhead, and the hot water stung like individual bee stings.
“Okay, okay. I take it back. Put me down! Now!” He slide down against the tile of the shower but stopped my decline once my hips meshed with his. The daring look in his eyes had goose bumps spreading along my body like wild fire.
“Baby, you hurt my feelings. My ego thinks you’re not satisfied.” He bent his head down and licked my neck. In that moment, I knew I was done for. He slammed his dick up and into me so hard, and I nearly choked. Between the water, my hair flying all over the place and his forceful pounds, I really did feel like I was drowning in his ocean.
“Portuguese, baby, let me hear you,” he growled the words in my ear, and I obeyed yelping and screaming for him to go faster, slower, harder, and he absolutely loved it.
***
After Ocean went all Neanderthal on me, he left me in the shower to get back my bearings. My back hurt, and my legs felt like jello, but I wouldn’t trade this type of pain for anything else. I was starting to forget what it felt like to cut myself, because what Ocean gave me was much more powerful. Another reason why I couldn’t lose him is that if I did, I would probably end up six feet under just from the depression of losing him.
I stepped out of the shower grabbing the oversized towel hanging behind the door and made my way into the bedroom. I could smell the remnants of his presence. I could smell his Axe deodorant and his manly smell of salt and spice. The bed was made perfectly, and the room was spotless. Who wouldn’t fall in love a man that cleaned up after himself and his girl? I dried and put lotion on my skin with my things that Ocean must have brought up while I was still in the shower.
He placed four of my boxes of clothes by the entryway of the closet with the lids open. I peeked in all of them, and they were filled with jeans. I considered grabbing a pair and calling it a day, but I wanted to be brave and bold. If Ocean believed in me then I could do it… I could accept what I’ve done to myself and not care what others would see. I decided I would put on my Zena panties and flip the bird to the world. I didn’t want to hide anymore. I pulled open the dresser drawer and pulled out a purple-laced matching panty and bra set. I pulled the drawer below open and quickly grabbed the first pair of shorts I saw. They were black, and the pockets had the cargo look with the cute buckles over them. I pulled them over my panties and modeled to myself in the mirror. Looking in the mirror, it looked like my hips hand widened since the last time I really looked at myself. I remember girls in school saying that once you had sex it would happen, but always thought that was their excuse for gaining weight.
They looked really cute on me, and my scars weren’t completely visible, only a few scars peeked through the bottom of the shorts. I shrugged it off and moved on to my tops. I picked out an Abercrombie printed tee. It was diagonally stripped with thick black and white lines, and in the middle, there were cool looking Chinese symbols in red. I slipped it on and smiled at myself in the mirror. I grabbed some black ankle socks and headed to the closet to see if my sneakers were there, and sure enough, lined up neatly along the bottom racks where my collection of high tops.
I grabbed my black, red, and gold Nike street kicks editions and put them on. If I ever got married, I’d love to walk down the aisle is some kickass high-tops like these… well, maybe not. I laughed to myself. The loud bang on the bedroom door made me jump.
“Come on, Sunshine, we have to get going! You can’t perfect beauty, so hurry your ass up!” That damn Law had a way with words, and I loved him for it. I checked myself out in the mirror, and with one last look, I prayed to the heavens that I wouldn’t go ape shit in public.
I opened the door to my bedroom and made my way down the hallway of doom toward my boys, who were impatiently waiting for me. As I walked into the living room, Law looked up at me first, and his eyes bulged as he stared at me. His blank stare turned into a wicked grin in a blink of an eye.
“Uh, Ocean!”
“What!” he yelled from the kitchen.
“Remember when I told you I’d stay out of the way when it came to Sunshine?”
The horror on my face must have been the reaction he was looking for, because he wiggled his eyebrows at me showing off his pearly whites in a seductive smile.
“Yeah, why the fuck you asking no…”
Ocean came around the corner from the kitchens entrance and followed Law’s eyes that were still staring at me. When our eyes met, his eyes narrowed, as he pulled his bottom lip into his mouth and starting to nervously play with it between his teeth. He leaned up against the wall, crossing his ankles and his arms across his chest. Without taking his eyes off me, he spoke to Law.
“Yeah, why the fuck you asking now?” I looked at Law who had stood up from his seat on the sofa and was inching his way toward me. I wanted to bail and run out the front door. There was no way I stood a chance between the two sexiest men alive in my world, but I was a frozen statue, a mannequin caught in the crossfire of hormones between Ocean and Law.
“I think I just changed my mind, O. Every man for themselves.”
Law lunged for me, and I spun on my heels hearing him hit the wall behind me. Ocean grabbed me and flung me onto the sectional as he charged after Law. I couldn’t stop laughing as I watched two grown ass men wrestling with each other, and neither could they. I was laughing so hard tears were escaping from my eyes and my snorts were coming in hard and fast. Watching them wrestle was like watching a professional match, and they had some sick moves. The only thing that kept me from breaking them up was the sounds of their laughter as it was contagious.
“UNCLE! UNCLE, OCEAN! I CAN’T BREATH!” Ocean had Law in an arm triangle choke, and he didn’t even look anywhere near ready to let go. I jumped off the couch, because Law’s lips were turning blue, and I jumped onto Oceans back, wrapping my body around him. He immediately let Law go and stood up with me on his back. He reached around me, pulled me toward the front of his body, and pushed me up against the wall. The sounds of Law choking to catch his breath had me laughing a little, but my eyes where focused on Oceans gaze.
“Nobody takes you away from me, baby. Not even Casanova over there.” I squeezed my arms tighter around his neck and pulled myself up close to his ear.
“Don’t worry, Casanova doesn’t have anything on you, baby… now the pool boy... that’s another story.” Before Ocean could lock me in, I lightly kneed him in the crotch, and when he jerked back, I made a run for it out the door and downstairs laughing like a mad person all the way.
Chapter Forty-One
Ocean
/> I watched as the crazy ass girl I was in love with kneed me in the crotch and made a run for it. She was going to find herself pregnant one day if she didn’t stop with the fucking pool boy jokes. I looked down at Law and when our eyes met, we both busted out laughing again. I helped him up, and he slapped me on the back.
“Sorry, man, I had to try,” he said snorting out loud.
“You can keep trying all you want. I’m going to kick your ass every time. I have to grab my phone. I’ll meet you downstairs.”
I turned and made my way back to the room and grabbed my phone as well as Liv’s, slipping them into my back pocket. When I got downstairs, Liv and Law were talking, and he had his arm around her shoulders. When he saw me come around the corner, he snuck a kiss on Liv’s cheek, and I would have spazed out but relaxed when Liv sucker punched him for me.
“Sorry, Sunshine, you can’t blame a man for trying.” Liv rolled her eyes at him and made her way toward me wrapping her arms around me, and I hugged her close.
“Good choice, baby. You’re riding with me today. I’m not really trusting Rico snob today.”
Law rolled his eyes at me, and mumbled as he walked to the driver’s side of his truck and got in, slamming his door shut.
“We have to get him a girlfriend, Ocean. He’s too sweet not to have someone special in his life.”
“Only one problem with that, baby.” She looked up at me with a puzzled look on her face.
“What problem?”
“There’s only one of you, and I’m not sharing.” She blushed red, and I smiled as she tucked her face under my arm.
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