“What a suspicious mind you have, Hellion,” Abel chided, his lips smiling faintly as he held the car steady with one hand and helped her get seated with the other. “You should really work on those trust issues you have.”
“Do I need to remind you that you are the one that’s mostly responsible for those issues?” she asked dryly as the ride attendant slammed the ride’s door after Abel seated himself on the wide circular seat beside her.
“Then it’s probably best that I’m the man that helps you overcome them,” he reasoned easily, draping an arm around her shoulder as the car that held them slowly climbed into the air, pausing after only a few seconds to load another family into a car.
Patience relaxed as they began rising only to stall again as the fair employees loaded another car. Leaning her head against Abel’s shoulder, she imagined what this trip to the carnival would be like in another couple of years when she and Abel were wrangling a couple of toddlers and she shuddered because she knew what it would be like. It’d be hell on Earth.
“What’re you thinkin’, darlin’?” Abel asked, dropping a kiss against her forehead as he felt her tremble.
“Oh, just how much this kind of little jaunt will change for us in a couple of years,” Patience shared truthfully as Abel’s hand slid over her knee, inching her simple scarlet maternity dress out of the way so that he could slide his fingers against her skin..
“How so?” he murmured, dragging his lips down her temple to nip her ear lobe sharply.
Patience momentarily lost her train of thought as his lips found that spot just below her ear lobe that drove her insane when his tongue lapped against it. “I…uhmmm… I just meant that it’ll be a lot different when there are a couple of toddlers in here with us hopped up on sugar and excitement.”
“The Ferris wheel will just be a different kind of fun with them, baby. Not bad, just different,” his deep, gruff voice promised huskily against her ear, making her panties instantly damp as his words vibrated against her flesh.
Biting her lip as his slightly roughened fingertips trailed up the inside of her thigh, Patience quickly darted a look at the car ahead of them to make sure no one could see what was happening below them. Slightly mollified when she couldn’t even see their heads, she concentrated her attention on Abel. Turning her head to see him, she giggled as their noses bumped, but her giggles quickly dissolved as his lips met hers and his tongue split her lips, seeking hers out and instigating a wet, intimate dance.
Moaning into his mouth when his fingers finally reached the slickened satin of her wet panties. “Abel, we can’t,” she whispered into their kiss even as her hips arched against his questing hand.
Lifting his head long enough to gaze at her with smoldering eyes the color of melting steel, he murmured, “Yes, we can. You and I are going to make some grown-up memories full of Ferris wheel fun. Enough so that when we’re here in a couple of years with our two screaming mini-Hellions, we’ll remember this night and smile through our parenting pain,” he explained softly as his finger hooked in the gusset of her drenched panties and pulled it to the side so that one long fingers could slip inside her.
“Oh, God, Abel” she gasped, her head falling back against the hard plastic of her seat as her hips churned, desperate to pull him deeper inside her. Whimpering as his thumb pressed against her clit, she felt his mouth cover hers again as her own hand reached for him, finding the thick bulge behind his jeans easily. “How much time do we have?” she asked urgently as she broke their kiss and pulled furiously at the zipper of his jeans as she freed his cock.
“Enough,” he growled as Patience palmed his thick length. “Fuck,” he hissed as her delicate hand worked him over, jacking him off with long, slow pulls. “That’s it, Hellion. Work me over,” he urged her, taking her mouth again as he added another finger to her silky wet heat and fucked her deeply with his fingers. Her smoldering walls quivered with each stroke of his hand while he ate at her mouth like a starving man, taking her kiss the way he imagined he’d take her body later tonight. Hard, deep, and without mercy.
Sucking Abel’s tongue as she felt the car they rode in come to a jarring stop, she forced herself to pull back and look around them. Her eyes dilated as she realized where they were – stuck at the very top of the Ferris wheel. The screams of their fellow riders echoed in the darkened night and she couldn’t help her smile. “You bribed him to leave us up here?”
Sucking on the hollow just above Patience’s collar bone, Abel growled, “We’ve got twenty minutes from the time the car stopped. Let’s make ‘em count, Hellion. Get that talented mouth of yours busy. Either kiss me or wrap ‘em around my dick,” he ordered, his voice raw with passion as he hooked his fingers inside her and rubbed quick circles over her swollen clit.
Tugging at his cock ring, she couldn’t help feeling slightly superior as his needy groan tore through the night. “Shhhh,” she hushed him, tightening her hand around him as she tugged at the metal ring again. “Somebody will hear.”
“Fuck ‘em,” Abel bit out, his hips surging off the seat as she worked her fist down his length. “First, I’m gonna make you cum,” he vowed, twisting his fingers in just the right way and pulling a high pitched squeal from her lips, “And then, you’re gonna bend over and suck me dry. Does that sound good to you, baby?” he asked, smirking when her sweet lips parted on another low cry of pleasure when he flicked her little bud again with his thumb while his fingers slid fluidly in and out of her cunt, tapping her G-spot with every inward plunge.
“Yesyesyes!” Patience chanted as Abel’s hand worked her pussy, pushing his fingers deeper inside her with every plunge as she felt her core clench around the intrusion. She was close. So close. Her thighs trembled as the pleasure built and a warm rush of her juices coated Abel’s fingers. “I wanna cum, Abel,” she whined against his neck. “Let me cum,” she begged, knowing that he could push her over the edge any time he wanted to do it.
“How bad do you want it, Hellion?” he asked in a sensual growl, biting at her neck.
“So bad,” she whispered frantically as he curled his fingers and flicked her clit with quick swipes of his thumb. “Oh, God! This is it!” she cried out against his mouth. “This is fucking it!” she gasped, her breath sawing in and out of her lungs as her climax hit, lifting her hips high off the seat as she sobbed her completion into Abel’s shirt.
“Fuck, yeah,” Abel breathed as her pussy gushed against his hand, soaking his fingers with her release. “That’s my girl! Let it go, Patience. Give it to me, baby. So fuckin’ beautiful,” he praised between deep, intense kisses.
Catching her breath, Patience stared up into his molten steel grey eyes. Seeing his pained look, she offered his cock another slow stroke as a low, needy sound escaped his lips.
“Don’t fuckin’ tease me, woman,” Abel snarled, inhaling deeply through his nose as Patience licked her swollen lips. “I need that mouth, Patience,” he demanded, his voice gravelly with passion as he looked pointedly from her mouth to where his cock stood proud and erect, pointing toward the sky as it leaked a drop of creamy pre-cum at its tip, his cock ring gleaming as the ride’s lights reflected off it.
Glancing ahead and behind them, Patience gnawed her lip uncertainly.
Following her gaze, Abel lifted a hand to stroke her rosy cheek. “Nobody can see, sweetheart. It’s okay. It’s just us up here. At least for ten more minutes,” he added with a chuckle.
Knowing time was of the essence, Patience let his words soothe her and she nodded, carefully bending to lick the tip of his dick. Taking the metal ring between her teeth, she tugged it playfully while Abel choked out a low curse and his fingers threaded through her hair, pulling sensually.
“You wanna play; we’ll make time for that when we get home, Hellion. For now, I want you to suck that cock like it’s your favorite treat,” she heard him order in that sexy, hypnotic tone that she was helpless to resist. Smiling as she stared at the flushed mushroom tip of his cock, s
he nodded, parting her lips and sliding her mouth slowly down Abel’s thick veiny length.
He groaned deep in his throat as the sultry heat of her mouth engulfed his dick, pulling him deep into that sweet dark haven. Grimacing as she sucked at him, he fought to remain still and let her take the lead. It was quite a challenge since all he wanted to do in the world was to fuck that sexy mouth until he erupted like a volcano within her. Tightening his fingers in her hair, he settled for guiding her movements, forcing his cock a little deeper each time she slid downward on him.
Tightening her mouth around his dick, Patience gripped his muscular thigh as she sank her mouth over him, delighting in the sweet, salty taste of his passion. She could feel his muscles constricting as he drew closer to his own release. Deciding to push him one sensual step further, she cupped his sac and massaged his balls. Hearing his low grunt of pleasure, she moaned around his cock when his fingers gripped her hair, pulling her up and down on his length more quickly.
“Fuck, yes! Fuckin’ perfect, baby! That feels so goddamn good,” Abel hissed as the suction of her lips drove him toward the edge of bliss. “I’m gonna blow, darlin’! You’re gonna make me cum hard, Patience” he warned, his voice thick with erotic promise as he shot the first long stream of his release between her lips. Spurting furious blasts of his milky essence into her mouth, he groaned as the car they sat inside jerked and creaked, slowly beginning to move again. “Sit up, baby,” he directed gently as the last of his climax emptied into her, “We’re moving again,” he murmured as she slowly sat up, blinking at him with dazed eyes as he quickly zipped his fly with one hand and pulled her toward him with the other.
They exchanged gentle kisses as they slowly traveled back to the ground, pausing often to let other passengers disembark from the ride. By the time they reached the bottom, both of them had mostly regained their composure although Patience maintained that just-fucked look that only made a woman more attractive.
Helping her out of her seat and back onto solid ground, Abel drew Patience against him, wrapping his arm around her waist and holding her closely against his side as they moved through the crowd toward the field where they’d parked. When they reached her new Hummer, he heard his Hellion’s low chuckle. “What?” he asked.
“Nothing,” she replied.
“Patience….”
“It’s just that I’m grateful, is all.”
“About…”
“Well, if you must know, I’m glad you wanted to have some Ferris wheel fun rather than a hummer in my new Hummer,” she said with a grin as she climbed inside the roomy vehicle.
“Oh, that’s on the agenda for our next date night,” he declared as he offered a lecherous smile and slammed the car door.
And as Patience reclined in the comfortable seat of her new ride, she knew that their next date night couldn’t come soon enough.
Chapter Twenty
Patience frowned as she stared at Abel out the window of his Mercedes on the following Monday afternoon, watching as he paced the parking lot of his law firm. Anxiously chewing her lip, she stared at the paper he held clutched in his left hand as he pressed his I-phone to his ear with his right hand. It was times like this that she wished she could read lips. One thing was without doubt; he was definitely giving whoever was on the other end of that line rip-roaring hell.
That, alone, was strange because Abel didn’t get angry often. Truthfully, on those rare occasions when he was mad, it was usually because she’d pissed him off. And she was in the clear today; she’d hadn’t seen him since they’d shared a quick breakfast at the café this morning.
Seeing him glower at the sheet of paper he gripped as he said something into the phone, she wondered what the hell it said. It had to be bad to have him reacting like this, but she also knew the chances that he’d confide in her. Abel was a clam when it came to his clients and his cases. She just hoped whoever had sent him that little note didn’t interfere any further with their day.
Because today was their appointment with Dr. Daniels, their obstetrician.
Normally, she wouldn’t be excited for a trip to the doctor, but anytime she got to hear her babies’ heartbeats was cause for excitement in her book. Yes, she knew that sounded weird coming from her, especially since she’d been doubtful she could even be a mother when she’d learned she was pregnant. But between Abel’s constant encouragement and her own strange maternal connection to the children she carried in her womb, she’d decided that maybe, just maybe, she could do this.
At any rate, it was way too late to change her mind now, she thought to herself as she smiled down at her quite sizeable baby bump. These days, it looked like she’d swallowed a couple of beach balls. At first her expanding girth had worried her. Honestly, that first day that she couldn’t spot her toes because her belly was in her way, she’d cried for an hour, but now, she accepted that this was just one of the consequences of childbirth. It helped that her sister, Faith, was in the same condition.
Of course, she mused - perhaps a bit too happily - to herself, misery always had loved company.
Startling when Abel yanked open the door to his Mercedes and threw his body into the driver’s seat, she winced as the sound of his slamming car door echoed inside the vehicle. Staring at him, she silently noticed his flushed face and clenching jaw. “Hard day at the office?” she asked, trying to lighten the mood inside the car.
“Not now, Patience. I’m not in the mood for your smartass mouth,” he barked, wadding the paper he still held into a ball and shoving it in his pocket.
Patience’s eyes widened at his hateful tone and she felt her own temper skyrocket. “Excuse me?” she snapped. “I don’t know exactly what crawled up your ass and died, but I suggest you excuse yourself and go shit it out, Abel, because I’ll be damned if you’ll talk to me like that!”
Abel scowled as he stared out the windshield. “Can’t you ever just be a little more like your sisters?” he asked through his teeth.
“You mean meek? Mild?” she clipped, her muscles tensing as if preparing for battle.
“Fuck, I don’t know. Maybe. I never see Faith climbing into Cain’s ass when he’s having a bad day. Harmony certainly never jumps all over Jake’s back when he’s dealing with some pain in the ass,” Abel snapped back, thumping the steering wheel with his fist.
“Well, I guess you went after the wrong sister,” Patience spat, shrugging her shoulders. “Too bad, but Faith’s taken now and so is Harm, but you are by no means stuck with me! Last I checked this morning, though, sweet, quiet Honor was still on the market. Why don’t you go take your chances courtin’ her? I’d loooovveee to see how that turns out for you. Personally, I think she’d have your balls for breakfast if you talked to her like that, but I could always be wrong. Please, go find out,” she invited coldly, shoving open her own car door as she began to climb out. Which wasn’t as easy as it used to be, considering the extra poundage she was packing around. But she’d do it, she promised herself as she tried to push her cumbersome body out of the bucket seat.
She had to get out of here, damn it! If she didn’t, she knew Abel’s would be the second dead body found in a Paradise parking lot this year. She was pretty sure if she shoved her hand down his throat, she could rip his spinal cord right out of his body.
“Ah, fuck, baby! Patience, please. Just wait, honey!” she heard Abel beg, his deep voice filled with remorse. Growling low in her throat as he caught and held her wrist, effectively keeping her ass stuck to the plush leather bucket seat of his Mercedes as her trapped her inside the vehicle with him.
“Fuck you,” Patience snapped, tugging against his grip. “Let me go,” she demanded sharply, glaring down at the hand that held her immobile. Oh, what she wouldn’t give for the power to blow things up with only the power of her mind. If she had that superpower, that hand of his would have been dust ten seconds ago.
“I’m sorry, Patience,” Abel apologized again. “It’s no excuse, but it’s been a shitty morning
and I snapped under the pressure. Baby, you got caught in the fallout, but it won’t happen again.”
“No, it won’t,” Patience agreed stiffly, shooting him a look that froze him on the spot.
“Hellion, don’t….”
“Don’t what, Abel?” Patience asked icily. “Don’t stand my ground when you’re an asshole? Don’t let it bother me that you want me to emulate my sisters? Don’t be upset that the way I am is so bad that you’d ask me to imitate another woman?”
“No,” he denied huskily, “What I was going to say is that I’m begging you not to allow a few hastily spoken, stupid remarks on my part to make you pull away from me. I didn’t mean what I said and I’m sorry that I struck out at you in my anger. I don’t want you to imitate anybody else; I just want you. My hellion. My Patience.”
Swallowing hard, Patience fought tears. She wanted to forgive him, but he’d just inadvertently found her biggest insecurity – that she wasn’t good enough for him. She’d always doubted she could be the woman Abel needed in his life, and it seemed that he felt that way, too. “I can’t be like them, Abel. My sisters, I mean. I know that they’re more like what you need, but…”
“All I want or need, is you,” Abel interrupted, his voice decisive and firm. “I was pissed about something else and I took it out on the person closest to me. That’s all that was, Patience. Please, baby, we’ve come so fuckin’ far in our relationship; don’t let my big mouth ruin all that progress.”
“My sisters have tempers, too, you know. They just don’t go around showing them. Just last week, Honor threw a can of peaches at Zeke’s head when he tried to tell her that she couldn’t drive out to Wrath McKay’s garage after dark. I bet you didn’t know that,” she grumbled under her breath.
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