by J. L. Beck
This was my home. Deep inside of her pussy was where I belonged and I never wanted to leave. She moaned and threw her head back giving me access to her throat, and chest. I pressed my lips to her throbbing pulse and sighed as I gave her every single ounce of love I had.
“Jackson…” My name falling from her lips was enough to nearly make me cum but I held off wanting to feel Lola squeeze tightly around me. One minute later she was falling apart her body squeezing me so tightly I nearly couldn’t move. I paused for a moment and the pushed her orgasm to the brink my mixing pain with pleasure until my hands were digging into her hips hard enough to bruise her and my body was shaking.
“I’m cuming…” I growled, my seed spilling deep inside her womb. I held her tightly against my chest as I leaned against the counter behind me by body threatening to fall to the ground if I didn’t. Being with Lola made me weak in the knees. She consumed me and exposed the rawest parts of who I was.
I was a better man because of her, but I was also weaker because she made me that way. I loved her, and she was my weakness, my downfall and I would do whatever I could, to protect us both from any type of pain life could throw at us.
“Will it ever get old?” She asked her head against my chest as she listened to the erratic beat of my heart.
“This? Us? Or the sex?” I ran my fingers through her hair.
“Any of it… Every time we have sex it feels like the first time. Being with you feels like nothing I’ve ever felt before….” I felt like there was a, but meant to be somewhere in that sentence but she stopped talking.
“It’s the same for me sweetheart. I’ve waited what seems like forever for someone like you to show up here and make me weak in the knees with love and you do just that.” We stayed like that for a long time wrapped up in each other refusing to let go of the warmth we had encompassed one another in.
When I finally lowered Lola to the wooden floor below my body protested, begging me to pluck her back up in my arms and run to our bedroom and close the entire world out.
I couldn’t though, we had shit to do and I had an entire lifetime to please her. I needed to finish bringing shit in and Lola needed to piss on that stick.
“You’ve distracted me once again woman.” I laughed buttoning my jeans and eyeing her as she batted her eyelashes innocently.
“Really? I was simply going about my day and bam your penis came out and I couldn’t help but swallow it up with my muffin.” She joked causing both of us to burst out in laughter. It had been a very long time since I laughed so hard.
“Okay little lady let’s get to putting this stuff away.” I mumbled making my way back outside to the truck to unload the rest of our stuff. My feet had just crossed the threshold of the front door when headlights appeared from the road.
Acid filled my throat and worry ate away at my insides. That warm, happy feeling that Lola had just given me disappeared and in its place vengeance appeared.
“Someone is here…” I warned Lola who came up behind me her hand on my arm as if to ground me to her.
“It’s him.” Her voice wobbled and I knew exactly whom she was referring too. Roger had showed his face one, too many times here and I had better things to do than worry about when he was going to show up here. This had to end and it had to end now.
“Get me my gun. It’s under the floor board by the couch.” I ordered Lola, never taking my eyes off the driveway. There were two cars this time his piece of shit Mustang and a SUV looking thing.
“Here,” Lola handed me the loaded handgun and I slipped it into the back of my jeans under my flannel shirt keeping it hidden until the moment I would need it.
“He’s brought people his crew with him.” My eyes darted to Lola’s and then back out to the driveway where they were all parked. They knew she was here there was no point in hiding it.
“Good, I’m glad he brought some friends with him he’ll need them to help him pick his face up off the ground when I beat it into the dirt.” My patience for bullshit had snapped. All I wanted my happily ever after with Lola and these rejects kept trying to ruin it.
I stepped outside the door and onto the porch, Lola’s arms holding me in place. I stared down at her for a second before realizing what it was she was doing.
“You can’t protect someone who don’t need protecting baby. I got this and I’ll beat the fuck out of the little prick for hurting you.” I had no problem kicking his ass. In fact I would be honored too.
“Come out, come out wherever you’re…” His voice met my ears the acid in my throat rising as it burned a path to my mouth.
“She ain’t yours no more.” I hollered shrugging out of Lola’s hold. I didn’t want to hurt her but I wasn’t going to let this fuck head keep messing with us. She was mine and I was going to prove that to him right now.
“Dude I know she’s here and I can’t stress enough how important it is that you give her back to me.” He smirked at his buddy over his shoulder like they had some funny joke that only they knew.
“She ain’t going anywhere with you.” I walked down the driveway and directly towards him. He seemed a bit shocked at what I had said and shook his head in anger.
“I don’t think you understand how this works asswipe. She’s my girlfriend and therefore she belongs to me.” If that didn’t make me livid I wasn’t sure what would. The fuckhead was dumber than I thought.
“She belongs to no one but herself and when you decided to ditch her on the side of the road you kind of broke whatever relationship you thought you had with her fuckhead.” I snarled showing my teeth.
Roger didn’t seem to be intimidated and that was fine. I wasn’t trying to intimidate him. I was simply showing him that this wasn’t a pissing contest. Lola was mine and he wouldn’t be taking her back wherever it was that he came from.
“You don’t know what you’re asking for asshole.” His buddy sneered. What he didn’t know was that I was more than ready to defend my woman and I was more than ready to rid the world of men that were worthless pieces of shit.
“I think it’s ya’ll that are unaware of you’re asking for. Lola ain’t going anywhere. She’s mine and if you got a problem with it then you can take it up with me.” I reached for the gun in my jeans, my finger skimming across the cold metal.
“Yours…?” Roger laughed while hiding behind his car door. “She’s done fucked my entire crew dude. Who knows what you got?” He continued to laugh and I continued to grow angrier with his stupid ass.
“You don’t know what you had, and that’s fine because she belongs to me now. Either way you’re leaving my property and you ain’t leaving with her.” I cocked my gun, ready to shoot if need be. I had no fears of going to jail, if you showed up on my property uninvited and refused to leave you can bet your ass a bullet would be flying at you.
“What you going to do?” Fuckhead must’ve grown a dick because he moved away from his car and closer to me. “Shoot me?” He tilted his head, taunting me. Did he think I was joking?
“Actually yeah…” I shrugged, lifting the gun and firing a shot into the air above my head. Everyone including fuckhead jumped out of their skin scurrying back to their piece of shit cars. I wasn’t afraid of him, or his crew, and I wasn’t going to go running back to my cabin because he showed up here thinking that he could rule the roost.
“He’s fucking crazy man…” His friend announced, and he had no fucking clue. When it came to Lola the kind of crazy I could become was endless.
“Get the fuck off my property and never… I mean never show up here again. She ain’t yours, and after the way you hurt her I doubt she will ever want to see your face again…” I pointed the barrel of the gun at him. “And never show your face here again because I can guarantee you next time you’ll be taking a bullet to the body.”
I knew I didn’t have to get physical with Roger for him to see how precious Lola was to me and how very fucking serious I was about putting a bullet in him. He eyed me uneasily before
slipping into his car.
“You can have your slutty ass anyway… She was a shit lay.” He hollered from the driver’s side window, squealing his tires as he turned around and drove down the driveway. Relief flooded my veins as I watched the asshole’s drive away and off my property. I turned on my heels to head back to the house but was nearly knocked off my feet by a small woman who suddenly because a football player.
“I could kiss you a million times. I could drop to my knees and bow to you every single day. You have no idea how much this mean’s to me.” Tears were streaming down her cheeks, staining her beautiful creamy skin. I couldn’t do anything but smile, as I swiped away the tears knowing that now we really did have forever. With Roger gone, and hopefully never returning there was no time limit for us. There was no more worrying. Lola didn’t have to fear anything anymore.
“I want you to do one thing…” I cradled her sweet face in my hands, after slipping the gun back into my pants.
“I’ll do it.” She offered without even knowing what it was that I was going to ask her and I smiled because she was so sweet, innocent and as beautiful on the inside as she was on the out.
“One thing Lola, that’s all. You must contact your parents and tell them that you’re done with Roger and that you’ve moved on and are different person now. I want you to make the effort to talk to them again. I want you to try, and if you put the effort in and they refuse then all you can say is you tried… okay?”
The tears kept coming and I understood the meaning behind them. She was closing a chapter on her life, a chapter that she had feared for what I suspected to be years and I was now giving her the chance to reconcile her relationship with her parents. Something I knew she wouldn’t have done without me by her side.
“I miss them Jackson. I miss them so much.” She cried into my chest and my heart shattered into a million pieces. I was going to make her whole again no matter the cost.
“I know you do and that’s why were going to do this. Together.” I soothed her, thanking the lord that she had been sent to be as a saving grace. The love I felt for her couldn’t be reproduced. She was my air, my food when I was hungry, and my water when I was thirsty.
She was my world.
Chapter Eight
Lola
Two weeks later
It had been nearly three years since the last time I heard my mother’s voice. My hands trembled with the cell phone in it as I dialed the number I had learned by heart and waited for the ringing to sound.
Jackson stared at me across the room his eyes never leaving mine as I let the anxiety and fear of the unknown wash over me.
The line went from static to a loud ringing in my ear. It rang, and rang, and just when I was sure no one was going to answer my mother’s voice filled the line.
“Hello?” Her voice hadn’t changed one single bit.
“Momma.” I cried into the phone wondering if she was going to hang up or let me speak my peace.
“Lola? Is that you sweetie?” Tears filled my eyes as my entire body started to shake with emotion.
“Momma it’s me. I’m sorry, so sorry. I should’ve listened to you. He was a bad man, a bad, bad man.” I couldn’t hide the sobs that erupted from deep within me. Jackson was already crossing the room his arms wrapping around me tightly as if to say: I’m the glue that will hold us together.
“Damnit Lola.” My mother cursed under her breath. “Where are you? Are you okay?” I knew she was concerned with where I was and if I was okay but she had no idea how much it meant to me that she answered the phone.
“I’m fine momma. I’ve moved on to better things in my life, and found a man that I plan to spend the rest of my life with. I just wanted to call and let you know that I love you and I hope that someday I can come home and see you.” I wiped away the tears from my face, no longer wanting to cry.
“Oh baby you know your father and I only wanted the best for you. We only said those things in hopes that you would come to your senses and leave that asshole. When you didn’t we had no choice but to let things be as they were.” I could practically feel the emotions in her words.
“I…” I stumbled over my words, but Jackson placed a kiss against my skin reminding me that I could do this. “I want you to meet him momma. I want you and daddy to meet the man I love. I want to make you proud.” I squeezed my eyes shut for a moment while sucking fresh oxygen. It gave me some clarity and the chance to clear my head a little bit.
“Whatever you want sweetheart. I just want to see you again but this time in person so that I can make sure it’s really you, my daughter.” I had never been happier with the things that were taking place in my life. I exchanged information with my mother, giving her the address to the cabin.
We set up a date in the future to meet up, and she told me that she loved me. Three words I had waited years to hear, granted the entire reason I had to wait to hear them was my fault but still.
When I finally hung up the phone Jackson was still holding onto me. Keeping the pieces of me that threatened to chip away together.
“I can tell you mean the world to her, Lola.” He rasped in my ear. I closed my eyes and let myself sink into his deep voice. The warmth of his body against mine made my pussy wet. It had been merely a few hours since our last fuck but I couldn’t get enough of the man.
“That’s why it hurts so badly, because when I left and did what I did I ripped her heart out.” I hated myself for hurting my family the way I did not Roger or anyone else but myself. I made the choice to leave and in the end that was what made them want to disown me.
“Forgiveness is never anything easy to give but holding onto rage in its place is as bad as letting negative thoughts rent space in your mind. Don’t beat yourself up about things of the past, simply forgive and move on. Learn from your mistakes sweetheart that’s all you can do.”
I didn’t deserve a man like Jackson but I wasn’t going to give him up. Never. He fused the broken pieces of my heart together. He completed me when I felt that there was no one matching piece to my puzzle.
We were the perfect blend of chaos and perfection mixed together and because of Jackson I realized that there would always be beauty in the simple things of life. Even if we didn’t have the huge house with the white picket fence we had us, with our cabin and over a hundred-acre farm.
“When I look back on this day with you, and any day onward I want to know that I did all I could to make myself happy. I want to know that I did my best and the only way to know that is to let you guide me to being a better person, because when I’m with you Jackson. I am a better person.” I turned in his arms, my entire body burning up as I brought his lips to mine.
I would climb him just like the tree he was if I had to, just to get to his lips. He smiled as he kissed me back, his hands roaming over my backside where he squeezed gently.
“I think we should consider practicing our baby making skills. Maybe by the time I meet your parent’s we will get to share the wonderful news that they’re going to be grandparents?” I pulled away a little bit looking up at him and into those coffee brown eyes of his.
“I know where this is going and I think I like it. I think I like it a lot.” I moaned into his mouth, my tongue mingling with his in a way that made me body shake with need. I had been through hell and back, but was rescued by a lumberjack himself.
“You better because I’m about to give you some wood baby…” He laughed and we kissed until we both became breathless and our body, refused to be single entitles and fused together, becoming one.
Epilogue
Jackson
“She looks just like you.” I whisper in Lola’s ear as she holds our sleeping daughter in her arms. Two years is how long it took to be blessed with that little bungle of joy.
I’ll never forget the day Lola peed on that little stick and it said positive or the day she found out we were having a little girl. All those memories would stick with me for the rest of my days.
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bsp; “You think so? I think she looks like you honestly…” We examined Alexandria’s face looking to see who she looked like more She had a cute little button nose, and huge chipmunk cheeks. The doctors said her cheeks were so big from the swelling that sometimes takes place during birth.
I wasn’t worried about it though. She looked cute as could be. She blinked her tiny eyes open revealing the bluest, next to her mother’s eyes I had ever seen. I couldn’t help but drop down to my knees right then and there and give myself up to that little girl who weighed no more than eight pounds.
This was my life now. These two beautiful women were my life now. I had more to protect, and even more to be proud of.
“I love you sweet little Alex.” I cooed at her as she opened her mouth, sucking her fingers into it. Her eyes twinkled and I swear to you she almost smiled.
“My parents will be here soon Jackson. If you want to take her and hold her then you can.” Lola looked up at me knowing I wanted to hold her but also knowing that I was deathly afraid to do so.
“She’s still so tiny and look at me Lola. I’m a giant compared to her.” I was completely out of my element when it came to this little girl.
“Oh shut up, sit down, and take the baby.” Lola ordered and I did as I was told taking the seat on the sofa right next to her. I made a cradle out of my arms and squeezed my eyes shut as Lola settled Alexandria into my arms. She was so tiny that I was afraid my arm would swallow her up.
“It’s not so bad now is it?” Lola teased getting up from the couch. She had been moving around a lot more since her C-section but I still didn’t like her going into the other room alone.
“It’s not bad. I just don’t want to break her. She’s so fragile.” I looked down at Alexandria her features were almost doll like. She was beautiful just like her momma. I placed a finger against her hand and watched as she wrapped her entire hand around it tightly.