by Ted Evans
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry as I watched Tiana trying to be nice, maybe in her mind she was just telling the truth as she saw it. But I could tell on others faces that they were kind of shocked about her description of Nia’s apartment.
“But the thing about me is pride. I pretend that I know what I’m doing. But I don’t.”
“Thank goodness for some honesty!” One of the lady’s shouted, and Tiana’s tears turned to a smile.
“What I’m trying to say is, thank you, Nia. I never said it before, and I should have said it a long time ago. So, guys and some new ladies. This group is the best. You want a shoulder to cry on? You fed up and think that you’re doing a bad job? Someone in the group is doing an even worse job. You want to know how to do it better? Someone else in the group is doing a good job and can show you the way. We singles need to stick together.”
She put her hand on Nia’s shoulder, “And if it wasn’t for this lady. None of us would be able to do that.”
There was a roaring, clapping and I could tell that Nia was taken aback, but she had some friends. She had love in the room, and I knew that for once in her life, she would see the good that she’s done in her life. Instead of always worrying about the bad.
Chapter Thirteen
Nia
“That was fucking unreal!” he yelled as everyone left, and Hunter and I were alone in the hall once again.
“I couldn’t believe they did that for me.”
“Well, it seems like you touched some of them.”
I laughed, “Yeah, even with my messy, pokey apartment.”
“That Tiana’s something.”
“That,” I pointed at him, “is an understatement.” I drew closer to him, as once again, we were alone in the hall. The same way that we were only two weeks ago. I could see that he had lust written all over his face. His eyes were ravishing my body as he moved closer towards me. The mood was no longer one of jokes and trying to figure out what the other was thinking about. Now, there was something completely different on our minds.
“The kids?”
“With Olivia as always,” he growled as he got closer.
“Ed came back.”
He nodded, “So, I heard.”
“Who told you?”
“Tania, when you were talking to the others. She said that you’ll need me more than ever.”
“Really?”
I stopped as my heart started racing, I wanted us to sit down and discuss it. But I felt as if there was time for that. Now, we had a different agenda. One that involved fucking in the hall.
He lifted my arms, “I want to see all of you.” He wasn't asking for permission, but just telling me what he wanted to do with me. My breasts were free for him to touch. “I love your breasts.”
“Only my breasts?”
Then he lifted me up and then hesitated for a minute, considering where to lay me down as he looked around the hall.
“I thought that you would want to do it on the table.”
“Did that.”
I pointed to the door, “Door?”
“Nah.”
He lifted me up onto the stage. Then took off his shirt in one swift movement and then he laid it on the floor and then moving like a panther, he approached as I was on the ground, and then he was on top of me. It wasn’t the most comfortable position, but with his body pinned on top of me, I could hardly move. He had the ability to make me do something that I would usually shy away from and think that it was the best thing ever. Like right now. Knowing that caretaker was around, I should have told him to stop. However, from the moment he was on top of me, half-naked and kissing his way downwards, I forgot where we were. He made his way down along my neck and to the hollow of my collarbone. The movement of his lips sent a delicious hunger to every fiber inside of me, keeping me on edge.
All I could do was moan as he took one nipple in his mouth. Hunter was teasing me with his teeth, and then as he flicked his tongue, I thought that I would explode.
“Fuck!”
He stopped a moment and promised, “Just a little longer.”
It was a promise that I knew that he was going to keep. He moved on to my other breast hungrily, and I arched beneath him, lost in the sensation of his mouth.
I touched his hard on through his pants, and he ground himself against me even more. He wasn’t the only one that was turned on. The wetness between my legs started to run down my leg. I was so turned on as he sucked on my breast, that I hardly noticed that he had managed to undo my jeans and slip his hands into my panties. I knew then that I wanted him to make me come with his fingers.
“Is it my imagination or do you get more beautiful every time you’re naked?”
“In public, no doubt.”
He winked, “Let him watch!” And then he stood up and pulled his pants slowly. I loved admiring his perfectly shaped body as he slowly crawled on top of me, I felt a desired surge in my stomach. I reached down for him; his dick was flushed red and perfectly smooth. My fingers couldn’t even wrap around it. I opened my legs wide so that I could guide him to my pussy that was eagerly waiting for him to enter inside of me.
Hunter joined my hand and growled, “You’re so fucking wet!”
He had no idea how much I was desperate for him to slide inside of me. He lifted his hand up and said, “What are you waiting for?”
My body trembled with pleasure, as soon as his tongue started to fuck my mouth. My hips began to grind him as soon as his dick found its way home. I knew that I was lying naked in the hall and as my hands moved from holding onto his cock to his back. I couldn’t help but do the one thing that he loved to do, which grabbed his butt.
It was hard and the more he moved up and down, the tighter I held it with his mouth slowly lacing in my lips. Or movements were different from before. No longer were we in a hurry and hungry for each other, but I was tasting him and enjoying the noises that we were making together. Soft purrs and moans that said that we wanted to be together, not just now. But forever there was an unspoken silence as our bodies moved and my feet curled on top of him. My whole body felt like it was on fire. I didn't just want him, but I craved having him with me all the time.
He was easing himself deeper and deeper until Hunter buried himself all the way to the root. It gave me a glowing warmth that flowed out from between my legs, enveloping my body.
“Hunter, I love you,” I said as I couldn’t help but tell him exactly how I felt at that precise moment. This wasn’t a fuck; I was making love to him. Telling him exactly how I felt about him in the last ten years.
He smiled, “I can’t believe it took you so long to say it.”
I did it again, “I love you.”
Hunter responded by taking me harder, this time he took my hands and pinned them on top of my head, and he drove me down into the ground with every powerful stroke. The movement was so intense that every thrust allowed me to let go completely. Hunter was in control.
He not only owned my come as my body started to shiver and he had brought me to my climax. He owned all of me. His breathing began to go sharp and fast with the animal grunts that he was making and his change of pace I knew that at any moment he would join me. It was then that the filled me, that sexual smell of us reaching the point of no return for now.
He flopped on top of me and asked, “Does this mean that we can go home together?”
I smiled as he lifted his head up and said, “I thought that you would never ask.”
“Good, this means that you can leave you can get it on at home, instead of always in here!” Mr. Wile shouted from the back of the hall.
Hunter shook his head and said, “I bet he enjoyed the show.”
I kneeled up and said, “We put on quite a performance. I say we do the same thing next week.”
Hunter passed me my clothes, as he tried to figure out how to clean up. Luckily, I always had some wipes in my purse. I passed it to him and then as we both cleaned up I thought that this was the
best week ever. Not only did I get the man of my dreams. But my club was going to reach new heights. One that I had never thought was possible and it wasn’t only my doing, but it was a joint effort. For the first time in my life, it seemed bright instead of surviving I was doing more than that. I was living and with a family. As we finally changed and were ready to leave. I blurted, “I love you.”
Then I kissed him on the lips because I did and for once, I wasn’t ashamed to say it, because it was exactly how I felt about him back then and how I feel right now.
Epilogue
Hunter
I couldn’t believe that I had gone from being a single daddy to a father-of-three in the space of a year. Moving back home was to reconnect with the one woman that I’d lost and found again. I had thought that she wasn’t the woman for me because we seemed so different in ways. The more time we spent together, I started to realize that we were made for each other.
Nia saw me as a man that knew everything that he wanted and didn’t have a flaw. She soon discovered them as she moved into the house.
“Hunter! The dirty basket’s in the corner. Why is it so hard for you to put your clothes in there?”
I hugged her waist, even though she hated me doing that lately. She was so conscious about her body after giving birth to our daughter.
“Well, because I have eyesight problems.”
She moved my hands and said, “It’s as if all you men have this disease. It’s just too hard for you to do.”
“If you know that then why do you complain?”
“Because one day I just hope that you’ll get tired of me moaning and put your clothes in the basket!”
“It’s a big day for you babes, and I understand that, but you don’t need to take it out on me.”
She loosened her hair and this time when I put my arms around her; she didn’t push me away.
“Sorry, how do you put up with me?”
“Easily, it’s called love.”
“I want us to get married and for all this crap to be over.”
“We have three beautiful kids, a house, one grandma and one wannabe grandma.”
She laughed, “Mom is trying isn’t she?”
I nodded, for once in her life Carol seemed to have settled down. It seemed that all she needed was love. Or maybe she was getting older. Either way, Nia was happy and so was I.
“Okay, it’s now or never.”
“Stop being like that. It’s all going to work out you’ll see.”
I could hear little Teresa, our little girl crying and we both sighed, I did it because no doubt Nia would go into the room and decide that she wasn’t going into the meeting anymore. She had already had second thoughts about this whole charity, and the donations were through the roof. She had worked so hard to put it all together, and I wasn’t going to let her give up now.
Before we even entered her room. Mom was standing with Teresa in her arms. “You guys still here? You need to get going.”
I nodded because that was my sentiments exactly. Nia walked up to her, “But maybe she needs a feed.”
Mom tutted, “She does, and you’ve expressed enough milk for the week. Now, get going.”
Nia’s back was against the wall, and then mom said something which I could tell was distasteful for her. “Besides your mom is coming around to help me out later.”
“Glad you’re getting on so well.”
Mom shrugged, “I think that it’s important for the grandkids. She even said that she wouldn’t wear her leather boots this time. I believe that it scared Gia last time she came here wearing them.”
I laughed, “It scared all of us.”
Nia hit me as the mood changed, but it did. Her mom put Cher’s outfit to the Academy Awards back in 1992 to shame. The only problem was Carol wasn’t going for an award. It was supposed to be a dinner for the whole family to go out on neutral ground. Mom saved face, by saying that she wasn’t going to sit at a table with Carol wearing that.
“Okay let’s do this.”
I nodded thinking that at last, we were finally leaving the house. We peaked in on Gia and Alex who were playing with Ken and Barbie.
“I just don’t get how they don’t get tired of playing with them damn dolls.”
Nia wasn’t actually listening as we both hopped in the car and she recited her speech a million times. She had spent all night rehearsing, “Babes, it’s going to be fine.”
She nodded as she took a deep breath, “You’re used to starting your company. This is the first time that I’ve started anything in my life.”
“And you’re going to be good at it.”
“I just had a baby; I shouldn’t even be doing this.”
“Yes, but mom’s need you out there. So do dads. The company is to help single parents like the way we were but on a larger scale. How many people have contacted you already about their health insurance? Life insurance? Things that they worry about every single night. People need this. You need this.”
She agreed, “Is it wrong, that I’m so fucking excited to open those doors.”
I stopped at the lights and kissed her, “I love you Nia soon to be James.”
“I love you more Hunter James. And I can’t wait for this divorce to be final so that I can be your wife.”
I was going to wait for her to start her first day in opening the office doors, but I couldn’t contain myself any longer. “Open the glove box.”
She looked at me suspiciously and then she saw the letter. She opened it and said, “When were you going to tell me?”
She hit me.
“You were stressed, and somehow I thought that it would be better to wait.”
She opened it like a child on Christmas day. Then she started to mumble the words. The most expensive divorce in the world. Ed had used every trick in the book to contest it, especially emotional and financial blackmail. He even claimed bodily harm when Tiana threw him out. I paid him more than he deserved just so that he was out of our lives for good. The lawyer drew up the papers, and he signed them. He was a nasty piece of work. The type that would come and haunt Alex for it, just so that he could extort more money out of me. This way it was done. He had no leg to stand on, and he couldn’t get any more from me.
This way I could adopt Alex and officially call him my own.
“Yes! Yes!”
She screamed as we parked up.
“As soon as we’re done here, we’re going to city hall.”
“Why?”
“To get a date to get married.”
I shook my head, “We need to wait. Get a venue. Dress and all the shebang.”
She didn’t agree. “I’ve waited long enough to be your wife. I don’t need that shit. I just need you.” I laughed, “But you have me.”
“You know what I mean. I just want it with the kids and us. Even both moms. I don’t care about anything else.”
With that kind of statement and with the hunger that she was kissing me with. How could I say no? I knew that my life had changed and the girl that I wanted to marry had left. And the woman that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with was kissing and begging me to marry her.
I didn’t resist and as soon as she finishes welcoming everyone and opening her new business. We’re going to the city hall, even if it means getting married in our jeans and shirt. We have the rest of our lives together to get dressed up. I didn't even need to get down on one knee. I'll do that before our big day. I just know that everything worked out so well, not just for her, but me too and I couldn't be happier.
And I could see by the smile on her face, that she felt exactly the same way.
Nia James.
It has a nice ring to it. It sounds perfect, just like.
###The End###
About Me
I had dreams of being a footballer. One bust-up knee and a welt of depression, and I came to the realization that I’d never fulfill my dream. On my hunt to find what I enjoy doing, I found that I enjoyed Fifty Shades a lot
more than most men would admit. I’m not shy, as you just found out in my book. I hope that you continue to follow me on my writing journey. I hope that you enjoyed the book and will continue to keep reading more. My next release is about a single dad. Below is a sneak preview.
More Books by Ted Evans…
Virtually Bossy…
My virtual assistant is going to find out who’s boss…
When my PA quits, I can’t say I’m sorry. She was as incompetent in the office as she was in the bedroom.I need to stay the hell away from virgins.One f**k and they think that I’m ready to walk them down the aisle!
HR are on my case, and I can’t hire another assistant.
I own the f*cking corporation, but I can’t get decent help… …apart from Olivia.
She’s been my backup assistant for years, working remotely in middle of nowhere.
I’ll pay her double, give her days off, anything to meet this deadline.
I just don’t need another distraction.
I’ve never met Olivia, but I have a feeling she’s a middle-aged spinster with a dozen cats. Perfect for keeping me and my cock out of trouble.
Trouble is I got it all wrong. Olivia walks into my office, and she’s an emerald-eyed bombshell.
I may be in charge, but Olivia’s holding all the cards until this deadline is done.
Then I’m going to bend her over my desk and show her what a good boss I can be.
Author's Note:
It's short and steamy with enough sexiness for you to enjoy this novella. It is standalone, and there's no cheating.
Chapter One
Ross
“What do you fucking want?”
I shouldn’t have been so crude and I shouldn’t have shouted at her. But I was tired. Scarlett was my secretary, NOT my fucking wife. I’d made the mistake of fucking her once and I’ve been repeatedly that mistake over the course of the last week.
She was fun.
The kind that got a kick out of fooling around, but she killed the fun the second night when she asked me to hold her until she fell asleep. After I’d already got out of bed and was going to sleep in my real bedroom, not the one that I’d just fucked her in.