Circle of Deception 2

by Skye, M.

  Meg flopped down on the bed in angst and Allison scooted up pulling Jordan with her. When she saw them she smiled. “Look, mommy, Jordan wants a kiss,” she held him up.

  “Hhhmh,” Meg mused jokingly. “I guess I could spare one for him and... one for you,” she rolled them over. Allison was in a fit of laughter when Meg looked up and saw Emilio standing in the doorway. She sat up smiling and he smiled back. When he motioned for her to join him, she sat the kids up and Alex replaced her on the bed. “I’ll be right back,” she smiled and kissed Alex on the cheek.

  “Cheek action, yeah, we have to get mommy back in the loop,” Alex joked to the kids.

  “You want a kiss on the lips?” Allison giggled. “Mommy only does cheek kisses now.”

  “Not for long,” Alex mumbled. “So kids, guess what time it is.”

  “Time for bed?”

  “No,” he tickled her. “It’s too early for bed, it’s time for you two to see Uncle Matt and Aunt Melia. Are you ready to visit Cici?”

  “Yes!” Allison shouted happily.

  “Well, come on, let’s get you packed.”

  “Mommy’s gonna get you.”

  “I hope she does,” he smirked.

  ***

  Meg fiddled with her wedding band as she and Emilio sat down in the gazebo. When he took her hand, she stopped and looked at him. His expression was warm and relaxing. He pulled her against his chest and she sighed. “How are you? I know this has been hard.”

  “It’s hard for you too. How can he show up here expecting me to just accept him?”

  Emilio sighed and ran his hand down her back. “Honey, I know how you must feel, but you have to understand, none of this was his choice. We have no idea what kind of father he could have been to you because that option was taken from him. You owe it to yourself to see if you have any connection with him.”

  “What about you? You’re my father, I don’t need another one. You were the best dad in the world.”

  “Sweetheart, your heart is so big, you have room for two. If you want to know him, I’m fine with that. I know you’re capable of having love for both of us at the same time. Now make no mistake about it, I’m not going anywhere. I just don’t want you to turn him away because you think it will hurt me.”

  “This is all too much, papa. I don’t know how to process this, and how will I explain it to my children? Alli always has questions, how do you explain to a six year old that she suddenly has yet another grandfather when I don’t understand it?”

  “I know you don’t see it this way, but it is a blessing. He survived after all this time, and he wants to know you. Who could blame him? You’re amazing, any man would be crazy not to.”

  “Are you sure you’re okay?”

  “I’m okay, princess. I love you, and I want what’s best for you.”

  “I love you too,” she pulled him close. “You’re the best.”

  Emilio held her tighter, closing his eyes, enjoying the moment. He loved feeling his daughter in his arms, and he didn’t want to let go anytime soon. He knew she was struggling with her feelings for Richard, and he wanted to make it as easy as possible for her. He swallowed his pride to give her the chance to know him. His concern now, was what was going to happen with him and Maria.

  Now that Richard was back, he wondered if their old feelings would arise causing him to lose her. As he pondered his future, he looked ahead and saw Alex helping the kids into the car with Marisol and smiled. “Now,” he looked up and nodded towards the car pulling out of the driveway, “I think you might have someone else that needs your attention.”

  “That little sneak,” she smirked.

  “Hey, I’m gonna just head out the front. Tell Alex I’ll speak with him later.”

  “Okay, dad,” she kissed his cheek.

  As she watched Emilio leave, she wondered what Alex was up to. When she entered the house, she heard soft music playing and smiled. She saw Marisol leave with the kids, so she knew what time it was. When she walked around to the living room, he wasn’t there, so she ventured up the stairs. At first sight, she saw nothing but the flickering of candle light and inhaled deeply. As she looked further, she saw the wine bottle and chocolate. Her eyes widened when she saw a set of handcuffs on the nightstand, and before she could react, she was flat on her back, lying beneath a naked Alex.

  He was already in a state of arousal as he ripped her dress open planting kisses down her neck. He worked to rid her of all her clothes as his mouth moved lower delighting her with his warm tongue. She felt the throbbing from her neglected center and placed her hand there after he ripped her panties away. The remaining fabric of the dress was draped around her waist as she maneuvered her fingers in and out while he smothered her breast in intimate kisses.

  She had her eyes closed, sliding her fingers in and out when he pulled her hand up and sucked on her fingers roughly. He licked her fingertips and kissed his way down her arm as his hands reached for the handcuffs. Before he could apply them, they were snatched from his grip. He reached for her, but she was too quick. He was flat on his back and an instant later she was on top of him with his arms cuffed to the headboard. He struggled and pulled, but all he did was rattle the cuffs. She smiled and trailed her finger down his chest and then picked up the bottle of chocolate.

  Circling her hand around his arousal, she watched him close his eyes, laughed as he tried to prepare himself mentally. She stroked him gently at first and rougher as time passed. She could tell he was about ready to climb the walls when suddenly she stopped. His eyes flew open just in time to see the chocolate drizzling all over his throbbing need. He pressed his lips together as the tip of her tongue tasted him. She teased him for a few seconds before taking him fully. Alex moaned and squeezed his eyes as she bobbed her head up and down, swirling her tongue, driving him crazy.

  She knew he wished he could reach out and touch her, but his hands were restrained. All he could do was watch helplessly as she pushed him further than she ever had. This was undoubtedly the most erotic thing they had done together. He was near his climax, when she stopped and climbed on his stomach. She could feel the heat radiating from him, and desperately wanted him to be inside her. He looked to her with pleading eyes, but she laughed and shook her head. “I’m not letting you out. You always take over, and now it’s my turn to have complete control. You don’t get to go until I say it’s okay.”

  “Angel Face, come on now. This is extreme, I just want to touch you.”

  “You’re touching me,” she hovered above his erection sheathing him inch by inch. “And now, I’m touching you.” When she fell down hard against him, he let out a yelp and shook the bed. “Alex, you really should just follow my instructions. It will help you get out of there sooner.” When she started rocking slowly he exhaled deeply. She watched his expression and slapped her hands on his chest. “You see, you have a problem, and I’m going to fix it right here and right now.”

  “And what would that problem be?” he hissed.

  “You don’t know how to give up and give in, but trust me, I’ll break that habit right now.” It was like she was a completely different person. She arched her back and grabbed his shoulders and before he could prepare himself, she sped up to an erratic pace that had him biting his lip. Her head was flying wildly above him and all he could do was lay there and take it. She moved up and down, in and out, and round and round sending him into a euphoric bliss. He had his eyes clamped shut, and she reached down and slapped him across the cheek and they flew open. “Keep them open. I want you to look at me the entire time.”

  “Yes, ma’am,” he uttered, and focused his eyes on her. She was amazing, each thrust of her hips drew him closer. This was going to be the most intense climax they ever experienced. She was giving him more than he ever thought possible. He wanted to touch her, he needed to feel her skin under his fingertips. “Meg, please,” he pleaded.

  She looked down at him and leaned down to brush her lips across his and shook he
r head no. “Next time,” she whispered. “Just let go.” She continued her torture for a few more minutes and then she felt herself shuddering. She knew it was building in her because she dug her nails into his chest and buckled down. He shivered and screamed her name shaking the bed as he climaxed. Nothing in the world felt better than their powerful release, and when it struck her, she convulsed and then collapsed, feeling the earth shattering climax sweep through her exhausted body.

  She needed this escape to deal with all the craziness in their life, and knew he was happy to be the one she escaped with. She had given him the best experience, but the day was far from over. He had so much more planned for her once she finally released him from his restraints. He looked at her as she laid her head against his chest panting loudly. He decided now was the time to work his magic. “Angel, do you think you can let me out of these things now? I really need to put my hands on you.”

  “Only if you promise to be good,” she sat up.

  “I promise, I’ll be the best you ever had.”

  “That sounds like a challenge,” she paused.

  “Baby, just let me out of here. You’ve had your fun.”

  “Okay, but no funny stuff,” she warned.

  “Nothing funny, scouts honor.”

  “You weren’t a damn scout,” she laughed as she let one arm go free. As soon as she released the other, he swept her up, wrapping her legs around him. She giggled and he smacked her from behind.

  “Your ass is mine now. Ooh, you’re going to pay for what you just did. I’m gonna punish you long and hard.” Meg wrapped her arms around his neck and inhaled deeply. He walked her into the bathroom, and when she saw all the bubbles in the tub, she smiled. Her body ached for the hot water. If this was his idea of punishment then she would get in trouble more often.

  When he stepped into the water with her still wrapped around him and sat down, she sighed at the feeling the water provided. Her eyes closed as he raised a sponge drenching her neck and shoulders with the soapy water. She sighed in relaxation, but then gasped when she felt him enter her from that position. He had her arms pinned to her side and he pushed her down against him. When he slid down and positioned his legs to the edge of the tub, planting his feet firmly against it, she knew she was in trouble. He gripped her tightly and thrust up sending a wave of pleasure shooting through her. When he took possession of her nipple, she screamed. She tried to move her arms up to touch him, but he held her in place thrusting into her forcefully.

  Meg tried to find the rhythm and follow him, but he didn’t give her the opportunity. He held her in place as he drug her closer and closer to ecstasy. He pushed into her for as long as his body would allow before pausing for a second to observe her. She was climbing the wall to fall off that invisible edge, and then he took her breast in his mouth causing her to burst. She throbbed against him and said his name in a thick unrecognizable voice. He knew she had flown over the edge, but he continued to push still caressing her breast with his tongue. She began to rock and he finally let her go. She laced her arms around his neck as he plunged deeper inside her, causing water to spill over on the floor. Her legs started vibrating and he delivered one last thrust and buried his head in the crease of her breasts.

  “Baby,” he screamed. “Oh baby!” She collapsed against him still holding on to his neck. He kissed her forehead and gripped her tighter. He couldn’t bring himself to lift her just yet. He was reveling in the feeling, and truth be told, he didn’t know if he had the energy to stand. They sat in the tub until the water was too cold to stand, and then he finally lifted them out. He still had her draped around him, and he kissed her forehead while wrapping a towel around them.

  Alex knew their little reprieve had made her feel better, but it couldn’t solve her dilemma. As he put her down and dried her body off, he started up the inevitable conversation. “How did your talk with Emilio go?”

  Meg sighed and pulled the covers back on the bed climbing underneath. “He says he’s okay with me getting to know Richard. He wants to be supportive, but I’m still not sure, Alex. How can I just let him in my life? And what about our children? Should I trust him around them? I know nothing about him, and I’m afraid to allow him access to them.”

  Alex climbed in bed and pulled her to him. “Sweetie, I think your fear has nothing to do with the kids. You’re afraid to get close to him and have him turn out to be less than what you expected. I know after you found out that there was a Richard, you had to have envisioned what he would be like, and now, the real thing might not live up to the fantasy. Well, even if that’s true, at least you tried, and you have one thing in your favor.”

  “What’s that?”

  “He isn’t Ben Hanover,” he laughed.

  “Alex,” she sat up nervously. “I know you have your issues with him, but without his help, we wouldn’t have our little girl back. I think you should try to make some sort of peace with him.”

  “Are you serious? He was an ass to you, and he shot your father. One good deed doesn’t wipe out all the madness he has caused over the years.”

  “Maybe not, and I think what he did is despicable, but it was almost thirty years ago.”

  “If you can forgive that, then why can’t you try to find common ground with your father?”

  “Richard,” she corrected him.

  “Yes, Richard,” he acknowledged. “I just think you should give it a try. Take Jordan, no one can resist our little man.”

  “Do you really think it will be okay?”

  “Yes, and if not, you still have us.”

  “I love you,” she replied and rested in the crook of his neck. “Wrap those strong arms around me.” He pulled her to his chest and exhaled. He ran his hand up and down her spine stroking her slowly as she drifted into a dreamless sleep. While she slept, he was awake thinking. Maybe she was right, maybe he needed to extend an olive branch to his father. With all the blessings in his life, he felt strange harboring such hatred for anyone; even him.

  Three Months Later

  Meg shifted Jordan to her other hip and brushed Allison’s hair down as they waited on the lawn for Richard to arrive. She had spoken with him and decided to finally have a sit down to get the ball rolling. With Alex’s support she suggested that he come to their house, and the rest of the family would be joining them soon. For the first few hours or so, it would be just her Richard and the kids, and the rest of the group would join them for a barbecue shortly afterward.

  Meg watched as Richard pulled up and pasted on her most convincing smile. She was a nervous wreck and Allison must have noticed because she held her hand tighter, pulling her arm to whisper in her ear. “Mommy, he looks like you.”

  Meg smiled and nodded her head. “He sure does, sweetie. Say hello to Mr. Richard.”

  Allison looked to Meg and shrugged. “Hello Mr. Grandpa Richard.”

  Both Meg and Richard laughed at her silliness thus breaking the ice between them. When Meg extended a hand for him to shake, he accepted it graciously. He took her hand and shook it holding it a little longer than she expected. His eyes studied her intently and he grinned happily. “My god, you’re so beautiful. I can’t believe I’m really standing here with you.” Meg blushed at his words and moved away to lead him to the setup they prepared for his visit.

  When they reached the table, Richard kept looking at her in astonishment. Although he hadn’t been able to recall anything about himself before now, he knew he had missed so much by not being there when she was growing up. He couldn’t believe the child, he fought so hard to protect was standing before him with a family of her own.

  Richard kept eying Jordan, and when he reached out, Meg held him up. “Would you like to hold him? He is really a good baby, sometimes he takes a little while to get adjusted to new people, but you might as well get started.” Richard’s eyes widened in surprise, and he threw his arms open to receive his grandson.

  Meg watched in amazement as Jordan went right to him and instantly start
ed playing with the buttons on his shirt. She had never seen him take to a stranger so willingly. He seemed comfortable with him, and she finally concluded in her mind, he wasn’t a stranger, he was her father, their grandfather.

  Meg sat back in awe as Jordan drooled on his buttons and Richard didn’t seem to mind. He just kept raising Jordan up and down swinging him around as he kicked his legs in the air. Jordan was reveling in the attention he was getting, and Allison had made her way over to soak up her own time with her new grandfather.

  Richard played with the kids for a little while longer and turned to see Meg with a huge smile on her face. “So, tell me all about yourself. I seem to be at a loss of information,” he chuckled.

  She laughed at his attempt at humor and sat up. “Well, you know I’m married, I have my two wonderful children, and I run a media company. Well, it’s actually been running me lately. Between the kids, Alex, my family, and the business, I’m running all the time, but I love it all. I love being a wife and mother, and I love what I do at work. Honestly, my life is great, even with all the bad, good things have come out of it.”

  “Wow, you’re amazing,” he smiled. “You’re everything a father could want in his daughter. I’m glad your life is good, it’s all I ever wanted for you. When I found out your mother was pregnant, I knew you were going to be a girl, I could just feel it. Every time you kicked in her stomach, I would put my hand there and talk to you. I swore you could hear me, and I used to read stories to you every night before...” he trailed off and turned his head away. When she saw the emotion in his eyes, she put her hand on his for support. “Anyways, you turned out beautifully. Your mother did an excellent job with you, with all of you girls, you’re all amazing women.”