Faith (My Misery Muse)

by B. Betzold

  “I…I don’t know,” she stuttered.

  “Mmm…”

  I slipped my fingers under the hem of her shirt and rubbed circles on her stomach. “That feels good,” she murmured.

  I slid my hand up until I brushed the outer edge of her breast waiting to see if she complained; when she moaned, I cupped her breast, rubbing my thumb over her nipple, bent down and brushed my lips against hers. I pressed more into the kiss and swept my tongue against her bottom lip, with a whimper, she opened up to me, and I tangled my tongue with hers. She tasted of mint and coffee, and I groaned kissing her harder, she reciprocated by running her hands under my shirt across my abs causing me to moan.

  I grabbed her hip with one hand and pulled her closer, rubbing my aching cock against her stomach and pinched her nipple at the same time. She reached around and dug her nails into my back and I was lost. I pulled my hands away and she started to complain until I grabbed her ass and picked her up, turned around and pressed her into the wall still kissing her. She wrapped her legs around me and put me in the perfect position to rub against her.

  She began to wiggle against me and I damn near came in my jeans. I broke away from her mouth and began to run my mouth down her neck and across her collar bone. She pressed more into me causing us to both gasp.

  “Come for me, Mags, come on.”

  She moaned loudly and began to move in earnest. She looked glorious with her head tossed back, eyes closed, mouth shiny and slightly open. I pressed against her as she rubbed across my cock, and my eyes nearly crossed. She started trembling and I knew she was close. I removed a hand from her ass, reached up and pinched her nipple and she screamed my name.

  I reached down and unbuttoned the button of her jeans, and was reaching for the zipper when I heard pounding on the door followed by, “Aunt Mags were back, open the door.”

  I put my head against her neck and felt like crying, I was being cock blocked by a five year old.

  I looked up at Mags and her eyes were still glassy, and she had a dazed look on her face. “Baby, we gotta move.”

  “Why?”

  “Ash’s here with Princess.”

  “Oh, oh oh shit.”

  She started wiggling to get down and when I let her down, she slid down my body right against my aching dick and I nearly whimpered. Mags fixed her clothing then went to answered the door while I readjusted myself—I needed a cold shower.

  I went and helped Ash and Mags with the babies, while Jaks was jumping around yelling my name.

  “Hold on a minute, Taz.”

  “Uncle Drake, we had an adventure,” he kept saying over and over.

  After we got the girls in the house, I looked at Jaks. “What adventure, Taz?”

  “Mommy and Aunt Mags and Aunt Jules and I went to your house and had an adventure.”

  I looked over at Mags and she didn’t even have the decency to act ashamed of what they did to our houses.

  “I saw, Taz.”

  “Is daddy home?”

  I nodded. “Yep.”

  “Can we go see Daddy, Miss Ash?”

  “Yeah, lets head home, Jaks.”

  With that, they grabbed Angel and left. I went over and gave Quinn a kiss on the forehead then I kissed Mags on the forehead as well. “I should get home too; I got somethings to take care of before tomorrow.”

  “Are you sure, Drake?”

  “Yeah, I’m sure, I’ll see you tomorrow, kay, baby?”

  She nodded and I brushed a quick kiss against her lips then left. I got into the driver seat of my car took a deep breath; damn hard on wasn’t going away anytime soon. I banged my head against the steering wheel a couple of times; put the key in the ignition and headed home to a shower and a hand job.

  I got home and walked into the living room and saw Sam playing Skyrim on the Xbox, I waved and headed towards my bedroom then to my en suite bathroom. I turned the water on and stripped out of my clothes. I climbed into the tub and squirted some body wash into my hand and reached down and grabbed my aching cock. I started thinking of Mags' face when she came, her eyes glassy, screaming my name. I stroked my cock three times before I came, damn near collapsing. God, I needed to fuck that woman and soon before my balls turned permanently blue.

  I finished washing after I was able to stand without using the shower wall for support, climbed out and wrapped a towel around my hips. I walked into my room searching for some clothes. “So how long you need to stay, Sam?”

  “Not sure yet, someone is staying at my place right now.”

  “Whatever, as long as you need.”

  “Thanks, Drake,” he yelled back.

  Chapter 15

  Mags

  Devi was planning an impromptu party for X since his had passed while they were on tour, as well as Christmas Eve dinner. I was packing Quinn to go over and help Devi out, when there was a knock on the door.

  I figured it was Drake, we hadn’t talked since he ran out of here yesterday, and I had no idea what was going on between us.

  I juggled Quinn into a better spot on my shoulder and went to open the door, when I did, there was a man I didn’t know standing there. “Can I help you?”

  “Margaret Sands?” he asked.

  “Yeah, can I help you?” I asked again getting nervous.

  He handed me a piece of paper, said, “You’ve been served,” then turned and walked away.

  “Hey what is this?” I yelled, but he kept walking, ignoring me.

  “What the hell?” I muttered and went back inside.

  I put Quinn in her bouncy chair and strapped her in, then opened up the papers and nearly fainted Brent was suing me for slander and loss of wages.

  “WHAT.THE.FUCK!” I yelled.

  I stood there reading the papers over and over. That prick was suing me? Oh hell no.

  I picked up Quinn, strapped her into her car seat and headed over to Devi’s house. This required wine—lots of it.

  I walked into Devi’s house yelling before the door closed. “Devlin, where are you?”

  “Seth, calm the fuck down!” I heard her yelling from the living area.

  I noticed that the mirror that was in the entryway was broken and a smashed vase lying on the ground with pieces of the mirror.

  “What the fuck?” I said to myself.

  I walked into the living area to find a very pissed off Seth.

  “I won’t calm the fuck down, Dev. He hurt MY son, had MY wife arrested, and now he’s fucking suing me, I don’t god damn fucking think so.”

  I sucked in a startled breath. I had never seen Seth this pissed off before, and it was my fault. My fault that Brent was in that room in Seattle, my fault Jaks was hurt, my fault he was fired, and my fault that he was being sued.

  “I’m sorry,” I whispered.

  Devi turned to look at me. “Oh I don’t fucking think so. None of this is your fault, it’s that asshat’s fault. So stop right there, I can only deal with one freak out at a time,” she snapped.

  I nodded.

  “Seth, go get a fucking beer, calm down and you can discuss it when everyone else gets here.”

  Seth stomped out of the room. “Well guess I’m not the only one that’s being sued today, huh?”

  “What are you talking about?”

  I handed her the papers I was still holding, then set down Quinn's car seat and pulled her out.

  She inhaled. “I am going to fucking castrate that prick,” she muttered to herself, then glanced at me. “He said nothing about her.”

  “Yeah, I noticed that too.”

  “It’s Friday night and Christmas Eve, so on Monday we will call the lawyer that’s handling her paternity case.”

  “Okay,” I said.

  “We will get this straightened out, okay?”

  The front door slammed and a pissed off Sam and Drake walked in. Devi pointed towards the kitchen. “Beer, go now, I don’t want to hear it.” Sam nodded then he and Drake marched towards the kitchen.

  “Fuck
this is going to be a fun day,” Devi muttered to herself. “Want a glass of wine or something stronger?”

  “Stronger.”

  She nodded. “Margaritas it is.” She then headed off towards the kitchen where the guys were arguing—great. I followed holding Quinn.

  Drake

  I walked into the kitchen and found Seth banging his head against his kitchen counter, I walked past him grabbed two beers from the fridge and handed one to Sam. Devi and Mags came into the kitchen and went straight to the liquor cabinet, pulled out the tequila and started what looked like margaritas.

  “So who’s being sued and for what?” asked Devi while putting ice in her blender.

  “The band is all being sued for slander and loss of wages; you are being sued for causing bodily harm, and so is Drake.”

  She nodded. “Don’t forget Mags.”

  “Mags what?” I growled.

  “She’s being sued for slander and loss of wages too,” she said.

  “She’s fucking what?” I gritted out.

  X and Eli walked in the kitchen but I didn’t pay them any attention and focused on Mags. “Was there anything about Quinn?”

  She shook her head and watched Devi make their margaritas.

  I walked over to her and pulled her into my arms. “Baby, he won’t get away with it,” I whispered into her hair. She pulled away from me and I had no idea what her deal was.

  I glanced over at my sister hoping she could clue me in but she was glaring narrow eyed at Mags. “Don’t You God Damn Do It,” Devi seethed.

  Mags looked up at her startled then looked down at the floor.

  “What the hell is going on?” I asked.

  “She thinks this is her fault. I swear to god, Mags, you do this, and you and I are finished, do you hear me?” I had never seen my sister like this before, she was downright scary.

  Mags nodded her head, and walked out of the room holding my princess. What the fuck just happened?

  Chapter 16

  Mags

  I was heading out the door when a hand grabbed me; I spun around and found Devi glaring at me.

  “What the hell, Devi?”

  “Don’t do this to him,” she bit out.

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I tried to play dumb but we both knew what I was doing.

  “Don’t hurt him like this, Mags,” Devi pleaded.

  “I’m not doing anything.”

  “Stop fucking lying, we both know what you’re doing,” she snapped. “You’re doing what you always do when your life starts to get even the little bit tough—you're running, and when you run, you will destroy him.”

  “You don’t know what you’re talking about,” I snapped back.

  “My. Brother. Fucking. Loves. You,” she gritted out between her teeth.

  “No, he doesn’t; I was one more conquest for him Devi, that’s all women are for him.”

  “Is that what you think I was doing with you, Mags?” Drake quietly asked looking a bit defeated.

  “Isn’t?”

  “No, never, not with you.”

  “You have no idea what you’re talking about, Drake.”

  “Yeah I do, I love you,” he responded even quieter.

  I scoffed. “We don’t do love, Drake.”

  “With you I do, always knew I would. Why do you think we stayed away from one another?”

  “I’ll only hurt you, Drake; I don’t have anything to offer you.”

  “Don’t you?”

  “No, I don’t. I am nothing, don’t you get that?” I asked with tears running down my cheeks.

  “Aw baby, no…you’re everything, you and my princess are it for me.”

  “I can’t do this, Drake” I sobbed, turned and ran out of the house.

  Drake

  I glanced over at Devi and saw tears streaming down her face; I pulled her to me and tried as best as I could to comfort her as well as myself. “It’ll be okay,” I murmured to my baby sister.

  She shook her head against my chest. “No, not this time.”

  I was afraid she was right, but I wouldn’t say that out loud yet. I still had hope that after Mags stopped being scared we would be able to work this out.

  “She’ll be back,” I said.

  “I hope so, because when she does I am handcuffing your asses together so you can work this shit out for once and all.”

  I laughed and kissed the top of her head. “Yeah, okay.” I walked her back to the kitchen where everyone else was to celebrate Christmas with my family.

  I took a deep breath and knocked on Mags’ door. I didn’t know why I was here other than this feeling that if I gave her too much time by herself I wouldn’t see her again, and I couldn’t have that. I had meant what I had told her, I loved her and Quinn.

  She opened the door and looked beautiful, her red hair fell down her back, her blue eyes staring back at me, and I had to swallow through my dry mouth to answer her. “I wanted to talk to you,” I said and pushed my way into her house.

  “Well come on in,” she sniped.

  “Don’t,” I said. “Don’t do that.” She looked down at the ground and I put a finger under her chin and made her look at me. “And don’t hide from me.

  She looked at me and I couldn’t stop myself from swooping in and kissing her hard. She gasped and I didn’t give her a chance before I shoved my tongue between her lips, devouring her mouth with my own. She didn’t waste any time before kissing me back just as hard. This was the Mags I knew and loved; the woman who took what she wanted when she wanted it and didn’t run away. I just had to get her back. I pushed the door shut with my foot and walked her into the living room.

  I reached up and tore off her tank top and ran my hands over her naked breasts. I broke the kiss and just looked. God, she was beautiful. Her tits were rosy with a flush and beautiful, hard pink nipples poked against my hands. I sank to my knees and drew one of her nipples kissing them and running my tongue around the areola. She moaned and sank her hands in my hair pulling me closer. I switched to the other side and laved that nipple before kissing down her stomach, all the while pulling her shorts and panties down. I slipped a finger between her folds and felt her cream on my fingers. Damn, she was wet, and I slid a finger deep inside her, which caused her to moan out my name. I stood up and pulled my finger out of her, then spun her around and bent her over the couch. God, what a view. She was glistening with her cum and so open to me.

  I popped open the button to my jeans and yanked the zipper down and pulled myself out, reached into my back pocket and grabbed my wallet almost dropping it. I finally got the condom out and ripped the package open with my teeth and had it rolled on as fast as possible.

  “This is going to be hard and fast, baby.”

  She moaned in response. Then I lined myself up and pushed myself in. It was fucking heaven, and I knew I would never want to willingly leave this woman. Once I was fully seated, I gave her a minute to adjust; when she started wiggling her hips, I pulled out slowly then sank back in.

  She started wiggling her hips again so I pulled back and slapped her ass and a gush of her hot slick cum released and covered my balls, I groaned. “You like it rough, baby?” I asked.

  She just moaned in response, so I pulled back out slowly then stayed there. She tried to push herself back against me but I held her in place with a hand. I pulled my hand back and slapped the other cheek. “I asked you a question, baby.”

  “Yes, I fucking like it rough, now fuck me already, Drake.”

  With that, I slammed into her hard causing her to scream out. I pulled back just as quickly and slammed back into her as hard as I could. I continued at this pace until I felt her begin to tighten against me and I had to fight off my own release. “Come on baby, you know you want to come all over my cock.” She screamed and she tightened around my cock to the point of pain.

  “That’s it baby, just like that,” I told her as I continued to pound into her. “Ah hell Mags, you feel so fuckin
g good,” I groaned. I couldn’t fight it anymore and it felt like fire was shooting out of my cock, it had never felt this good before. She continued to shudder through her aftershocks while I was still pressing into her, finishing my own release.

  “I love you, Mags,” I told her, “and you’re not fucking running.”

  She nodded and I pulled out, spun her around and kissed her. “Go get that pretty ass in bed, honey, were not done yet.” When she turned around, I slapped her ass one more time and followed her to bed so I could prove to her who she belonged to.

  Chapter 17

  Mags

  I woke up to the most delicious feelings. I thought at first I was dreaming, but I could never dream up being that stretched. I felt a kiss at the base of my neck. “Merry Christmas, baby,” Drake whispered into my ear and I arched back into him.

  “Don’t think this changes anything,” I said.

  He laughed then started to push further into me. God, it felt good.

  Once all the way in, he put his hand between my legs and lifted one leg over his hips causing him to go further, I couldn’t stop the moan even if I had wanted to. “God, you feel good,” I whimpered.

  “MMM, you’ve said that a lot lately.”

  I reached back and smacked his arm. “Fuck me already.”

  He started a slow languid pace that had me panting, and trying to move back into him, only his hand on my hip wouldn’t allow it.

  “What do you need, honey?” he whispered into my ear.

  “To come.”

  “Hmm.”

  He let go of my hip, reached around and found my clit, slowly circling around it. “Drake,” I whined.

  “Yes, baby?”

  “Quit fucking teasing me.”

  He chuckled. He then grabbed my clit between his thumb and forefinger and pinched while pulling back and slamming into me; I arched back into him, trying to pull him further in.

  “Like that, baby?”

  “God yes, just like that.”

  He nuzzled into my shoulder and continued playing with my clit while fucking me hard.

  “Come, baby,” he whispered before tweaking my clit just right and shoving into me hard and as deep as anyone had ever been. I screamed his name and felt him shudder behind me finding his own release.