Forgiveness and Second Chances

by Ancelli

  “Damn….”

  She grabbed his balls and tenderly massaged them while she traced her tongue up and down his shaft. “Mmm…” she said, looking up into his passion filled eyes. She tried deep-throating him, taking in as much as she could.

  “I’m going to come!” He pulled out of her mouth, making a popping sound. She stroked him one more time and he came, his knees buckling.

  After he came down from his high, he picked her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, but he put his arms under her legs and lifted her up, placing her knees around his shoulders so her pussy was level with his mouth.

  “You’re so strong.” She laughed, grabbing on to him. “My he-man.”

  “I got you,” he said with naughtiness in his voice, staring at her pussy. “All mine,” he said, before he began playing with the hard nub. He teased her, placing small wet kisses on her inner thighs. He reached her core and started tongue-kissing her clit.

  Malanie held on to his head, crying out in ecstasy. “Je-re-my….Yes, right…there.”

  He ate her out like she was his last meal. He couldn’t use his hands; they were too busy holding her up, but his mouth was all she needed. “Jeremy, I…can’t take it any more…I’m coming,” she said between moans. He gently bit her clit, sending her over the edge. She shook, leaning her body against the wall.

  He placed her on the floor after she regained her composure. He kissed her, letting her taste her own essence.

  “Baby, I’m going to become addicted to you,” he said, catching his breath. He’d dreamt of this day for as long as he could remember. The day he could show her, for the first time, how a man makes love to his woman.

  She gazed into his hazel eyes, smiling. “I’m already addicted to you.”

  He got the soap and sponge and washed her from head to toe. She followed his lead and washed him, paying special attention to his cock.

  Chapter Nineteen

  They sat at the table in robes, about to eat the breakfast he’d prepared, and the phone rang.

  He smiled and placed the phone on speaker. “Good morning, princess.”

  “Good morning, Daddy. Did you have fun last night?”

  He looked over at Malanie and smiled. “Yes, your mother and I had fun.”

  Malanie started eating, listening to her daughter tell her dad all the fun stuff she’d done with her aunt and cousins, when all of a sudden Alanie said, “Daddy, please don’t hurt her again.”

  “What?”

  “I don’t want her to leave me again.”

  Malanie saw the sadness in his eyes. She got up off her chair and straddled his lap, hugging him, and whispered into his ear. “I won’t leave her or you again. That’s a promise.” She kissed his neck and just held on to him.

  He hugged her back.

  Alanie raised her voice. “Daddy, did you hear me?”

  “Alanie, I will never purposely hurt your mother, and she promised you she won’t leave you again.”

  “Pinky swear.”

  He took a deep breath. “Pinky swear, princess.”

  “Okay. I love you, Daddy.”

  “I love you too, princess.”

  “Bye.” She hung up.

  Malanie continued to whisper in his ear. “I’m so sorry for everything I put you through alone. I’m her mother. I should’ve never left her.”

  He rubbed her back. “You’re here now, and that’s all that matters to her.”

  She leaned back and he caressed the side of her face, then pulled her forward and kissed her. “I’m sorry….”

  He grabbed her thighs. She began to comb his silky hair with her fingers, gazing into his hazel eyes filled with unshed tears.

  “Forgive me,” he whispered against her lips as a tear dropped and ran down his cheek.

  She gently wiped it away with her thumb and gave him feather kisses on the spot, then on his nose, and then his lips.

  She whispered back, “You didn’t do anything to me, I consented—”

  “Because I made you—”

  “Jeremy, I’ve told you this before. I forgave you, but you need to forgive me.”

  He lifted her chin. Malanie felt as though she could see into his soul. “I already did.”

  She leaned up, grabbing his cock, and gasped when the tip touched her core. He gently pushed up, giving it to her inch by inch. She rotated her hips up and down, grinding on him, while he gave her long, slow strokes.

  They never broke eye contact while making love, releasing all the guilt and hurt they’d caused each other. There was no more talking, just moaning barely above a whisper.

  She was in heaven. The pleasure she felt was like no other. It was like their souls connected. He made her feel complete, things she thought she would never feel. She began to shake, grabbing on tighter to his neck, pulling him closer. He went deeper. “Je-re-my,” she moaned, “thank you…for…letting me in….”

  Going over the edge, she threw her head forward and deep in pleasure, bit his collarbone. Her walls pulsated on his cock.

  His mouth was slightly open. The pleasure was intense. Jeremy had never felt a connection like this with a woman, until now. He felt at peace, as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

  He kept his tempo slow, still giving her long strokes. Her pussy squeezed his cock, trying to take him to the brink of ecstasy. “Lanie…” he said between gritted teeth. “I…can’t let you go.” She swallowed his moan, kissing him as he came.

  He went weak. She laid her head on his shoulder and he massaged her back. Without words, through simple touches, they told each other how they felt for one another.

  ***

  After recovering from their night and morning of passion, Jeremy and Malanie sat in the backyard, on a bench, in each other’s arms.

  He kissed the top of her head. “Where do we go from here?”

  She turned up, gazing at him. “Friends with benefits.”

  He arched his eyebrow. “Hell, no. I won’t share you.”

  Malanie started to giggle. “I was just kidding. I could never share you, either. I want you all to myself.”

  “Don’t play like that.” He kissed her nose. “Now that we agree, we can’t keep us from Alanie.”

  She turned in his arms. “I understand, but….”

  “We can’t keep our relationship from her. She’ll notice when I can’t keep my hands to myself.”

  “What if something happens and we—”

  “Baby, we can’t predict the future, but I’ll try everything in my power to make you and Alanie happy.” He cupped her chin. “Do you trust me?”

  “Yes.”

  “You and me….” He kissed her soft lips. “Together.”

  Chapter Twenty

  “Alanie, we need to talk to you!” called Jeremy.

  She came running from her room. “Mom,” she said, excited to see her. “I didn’t know you were coming over.”

  They sat down. “Baby, have a seat,” Malanie said, and she sat in front of them with panic on her face.

  “We want to make sure you’ll be all right with a decision we made.”

  Alanie started to shake. “I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t mean to…I’ll give you back the iPad. Please don’t say you’re leaving me again,” she said, with tears rolling down her sweet cheeks.

  Jeremy sat next to her and wiped her tears. “Princess, your mom is not leaving.”

  She watched her mom. “I made you a promise. Why do you think I’ll leave? Do you want me to pinky swear?” Malanie asked.

  “Yes.” Alanie pointed her pinky finger at her. Malanie did the same, and each tugged the other’s pinky. “Pinky swear.”

  “What did I do?”

  “Nothing, sweetie,” answered Malanie.

  “Your mom and I have decided to start dating.”

  Alanie jumped up and ran toward her mom, hugging her.

  “Yes…yes!” she yelled, pumping her fist in the air. “I told Aunty you loved each other, that it would work.”r />
  Malanie laughed.

  “You told your aunt what would work?” Jeremy asked between chuckles.

  “Nothing, Daddy. I’m so, so happy.” She gave him a big, wet kiss on his cheek.

  Malanie rubbed her arm. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

  She observed her parents and whispered, “This is my dream come true. My parents finally together, making us a family.” She got up, and started walking away, then turned. “So, can I have a baby sister?” she smiled.

  They looked at each other and said in unison, “No!”

  She giggled.

  “We are dating, Alanie, not getting married,” Jeremy said, smiling.

  “It’s going to happen. I prayed over it with Aunty Stefanie.” With that said, she stepped out of the living room.

  He took Malanie’s hands in his. “I told you there was no reason for you to be nervous.”

  She leaned forward, kissing his lips.

  “Ewww, no kissing in front of the kid,” Alanie said from her spy-place in the living room.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Alanie turned eleven and they had a huge birthday party. It was her first birthday with both her parents, and they made it special. Jeremy’s parents were on their way and Derrick, Stefanie, and baby Eric were in the backyard. Carolyn, her husband, and Alanie’s cousins came through the front door.

  Carolyn hugged Malanie. “It’s nice to see you again! You look good.”

  “Thank you. You always look great.”

  She turned to her husband and introduced him. “Thomas, this is Malanie.” He shook her hand. He was tall, blond, and attractive.

  “Nice to me you,” Malanie said.

  “Nice to meet you, too. Now I see who Alanie looks like,” Thomas said, laughing.

  “Whatever. She’s my mini-me,” Jeremy said.

  “Okay, if you say so.” Thomas took the boys to the yard to play in the bounce house.

  Alanie ran into the living room with her friends. “Can we have some water?” she asked, out of breath.

  “I’ll get you guys some.” Malanie walked toward the kitchen.

  “Princess, are you having fun?” Jeremy asked her.

  “Yes, Daddy,” she said, looking at all her presents.

  “I hope you get everything you wanted.”

  “I did.” She smiled. “The biggest present was having mom here.”

  “What about me?”

  “Daddy, you have always been here.”

  “And I will always be.” He got emotional. His daughter had always been smart for her age, but now she was practically a teenager. He hugged her, not wanting her to grow up.

  “Dad. You’re embarrassing me,” she said, laughing.

  Malanie came back with three bottles of water, giving one to each of the girls.

  Stefanie came in from the back. “I hope Eric doesn’t have that much energy when he grows up.”

  “Yeah, if he’s anything like his father, he’ll be bouncing off the walls,” said Jeremy.

  The doorbell rang. “I’ll get it,” called Stefanie. As Jeremy stepped up behind her, she opened the door. Briana stood there with a gift in her hands. “What are you doing here?” asked Stefanie.

  “I wanted to give Alanie her birthday gift.” She stared at the little girl.

  Jeremy rushed past Stefanie to the door. “Briana, you need to leave.”

  Malanie just observed their interaction. What the hell is going on? She watched Alanie’s face go from smiling to serious.

  “Jeremy, I just want to give her a gift,” Briana said lifting the box.

  “Let her give Alanie the gift and she’ll leave,” Stefanie offered.

  Jeremy didn’t say anything, but stepped aside.

  “Alanie.” Briana came forward. “I bought this for you.” She tried to hand it to her.

  She took one look at Briana and ran to the back yard with her friends.

  “Leave!” Jeremy said, raising his voice.

  Briana froze. “What did you tell her?”

  “What did you expect after what you did? Did you think she would run to you with open arms?” Jeremy asked, opening the door wider. “Leave!”

  Briana glared at Malanie. “All this because of her!”

  Jeremy’s nose began to flare. Malanie could tell something serious must have happened between them.

  Stefanie gave her a gentle push and grabbed the gift. “Briana, I will give her the gift, but you have to leave now.”

  Briana turned before leaving. “You’ll regret turning your back on me.”

  Jeremy closed the door in her face and stared at Malanie. “Stefanie, can you please excuse us?”

  “I have to check on Eric.” She tiptoed away.

  Malanie gazed at him. “Calm down and tell me, what did she do?”

  He sighed. “She told Alanie you didn’t love her.” He moved closer to her.

  “What! When?” she asked, her hands on her hips.

  “About three months ago, but it doesn’t matter. I handled it.” He took her arm.

  “You handled it. Why didn’t you tell me?” She tugged her arm away.

  “Because I took care of it.” He hit the counter, making her jump. “I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

  “Don’t apologize for that shit.” Her eyes started to twitch. “Alanie is my daughter, too.”

  He smirked. “Baby, I know. I wanted to spare your feelings, and Alanie knows the truth. If she’d done damage, I would’ve told you. Briana is nobody to me or us.” He gently took her hand and kissed it. “I wasn’t trying to keep things from you, I just didn’t want to hurt you.”

  “I don’t want you to spare my feelings anymore. I don’t want any secrets between us. Okay?” she asked, moving closer to him.

  “Okay,” he said, leaning down to kiss her lips.

  Someone cleared their throat, and they both looked over. Oh my God, his parents. Malanie felt like a teenager again, getting caught making out.

  “Mom, Dad.” Jeremy stepped over and hugged them.

  “Hi, son.” His mother kissed him.

  “Malanie, you’re all grown up, and you look great.” His father walked over to her and hugged her tight. “It’s been too long.”

  “Yes, it has. Thank you for taking care of my baby.”

  He got serious. “When I opened the front door that night and saw Alanie, my heart dropped. I was angry, but then I read the note. I smiled and picked her up, and….”

  Malanie held back the tears. “I know.”

  “How?” Jeremy asked, moving closer.

  “I was there. I placed her on the porch and hid and watched to make sure she was okay, and I saw your dad’s reaction.” She looked at his dad. “When you picked her up, I stayed there and cried. After ten minutes I left, knowing she would be safe.”

  Jeremy hugged her. “You never told me.”

  “Where’s my baby?” Mrs. Wood asked, interrupting.

  “She’s out back, Mom,” Jeremy said, still holding on to Malanie.

  Mrs. Wood went to the back, and Malanie could hear Alanie yell, excited.

  “Grandma, you made it!”

  “I knew you guys would finally get it together.” Mr. Wood spoke, a wide grin on his face. “Malanie, I understand why you left Alanie with us. Stop punishing yourself. Jeremy here said you turned out to be an exceptional woman that any little girl would be proud to call mom.” With that, he turned and went to the yard. “Happy birthday, baby.”

  “Grandpa!”

  “Let’s go sing happy birthday to our daughter.” Jeremy grabbed Malanie’s waist and guided her out back, where everybody got together and sang.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  They were on their way to pick up Malanie to go over Derrick and Stefanie’s home for a cookout.

  “Why does she have to go?” Alanie asked Jeremy from the back seat.

  “Who?”

  “Mom…why does she have to go everywhere we do?”

  Hi
s eyebrow arched. “Because we are a family. I thought that’s what you wanted?”

  She crossed her arms. “I do, but….”

  “But what?” He raised his voice.

  “Nothing, Daddy…Forget I said anything.” She turned her head to look out the window.

  Malanie walked toward the car and got in. She kissed Jeremy on the lips. “Hi!” She smiled toward the back seat. “Hi, sunshine.”

  “Hi, Mom.” Alanie spoke without facing her.

  “What’s wrong?” She turned her attention to Jeremy, noticing both of them had an attitude.

  “Nothing.” He kept driving, avoiding her eyes.

  “Alanie, look at me.” The little girl turned and stared at her mom. “What’s wrong, sweetie? You know you can talk to me about anything.”

  “I know, Mom.” She gave her a fake smile. “Nothing’s wrong.”

  Malanie turned around and sat in silence, not saying another word.

  They reached Derrick and Stefanie’s house. Alanie jumped out and ran to the back yard.

  Jeremy and Malanie got out of the car, and he walked around to her. “Nothing’s wrong.” He leaned down and kissed her. “I’ve been waiting to taste some of your brown sugar.” He smiled.

  “You’re so silly.”

  He grabbed her hand and they went to the backyard.

  “Well, hello, you two,” Stefanie yelled, passing the baby to Derrick. “Everybody, this is Malanie,” she said to the other guests at the cookout.

  Malanie lift her hand and waved. “Hello!”

  Jeremy laughed and whispered, “You got to love her.”

  Stefanie hugged her tight. “I’m so happy you came. We can finally hang out.”

  “Me too.”

  Stefanie took Malanie’s hand out of Jeremy’s and showed her around. Baby Eric started crying. “I’m going to put him down for a nap. Follow me.”

  They entered the house and walked to the baby’s nursery. Stefanie changed him and started feeding him.