"Yes. The perfect amount of jealousy, I'd say. Although I've never had a thing for married men, so there are no worries there."
"Good to know. How about I get you something to eat and then we can spend the day getting to know each other.”
He stands up and gets ready to pick me up, but I have to pee. “Sorry I have to use the bathroom. Can you give me a minute and I’ll meet you in the kitchen?” He scoops me up anyway and walks me into the bathroom.
“I’ll be waiting for you when you’re done. Just let me know, but I don’t want you walking around on it just yet.”
“I need to walk it out.”
“Not when it’s that swollen you don’t. Maybe by tonight, it’ll be smaller.”
Three hours into his visit, and I’m falling asleep again. I really hate that I’m so damn worn out from these pain meds. Tomorrow I’m calling the doctor to see if a regular over the counter medicine will do the trick.
Emmitt has to go to his family’s house for dinner, so Addison and I decide to watch a movie.
Our doorbell rings around seven at night, but we’re not expecting anyone. Addison looks out the window and says, “It’s some older, well-dressed woman.”
Instantly, I have a bad feeling about this. She rings the bell again; this time, she holds it down. “Ugh, whoever this cunt is, I don’t like her already.”
“God, I hope that’s not Emmitt’s mother.”
Addison goes to the door and says, “Excuse me, can I help you?”
I lean against the chair and listen. “I’m looking for my son.”
“And who would that be?”
“Don’t lie to me. I know Emmitt’s in there.”
“Actually, he’s not inside. He left hours ago.”
“Ugh, that boy.”
“I think he’s a grown man, Ma’am.”
“Of course you think he is. I bet you can’t wait to get pregnant to sink your claws into his inheritance.”
“Ma’am. I’m doing my best to be polite, but not only am I not the one dating your son, you’re working my damn nerves. Have a good night. When he calls my friend, I’ll let him know you stopped by.” She closes the door on the woman and walks into the living room.
“Oh my God. I’m sorry girl, but that woman has wacko written all over her. Mother Dearest comes to my mind.”
“I can’t believe she’s Emmitt’s mom. Maybe this relationship is doomed from the start. I can’t see him again.” Tears well up in my eyes. I can’t believe I said it, but his mother’s not going to like my broke ass and I don’t want to come between them. “I’m going to bed, Adds.”
She throws her arms around me. “Don’t let that old bat get to you. If you really like him, then don’t let anyone get in the way.”
“Oh, girl, you know I’m not like you. I’d buckle under that woman’s bark.”
“I won’t let that happen. Get some rest and you’ll feel better in the morning.”
Chapter 5
Emmitt
As soon as I walk through the door of my stepdad’s mansion, I see him and Tanner having a drink. “Dad, Tanner, I’m in love.”
“What?” Tanner nearly spits out his drink.
“No kidding? Who is she? When did you meet her?” My stepdad floods me with questions as he hands me a beer. We always shoot the shit before dinner’s done and then spend the night hanging out.
I take a swig and then let it out. “I met her yesterday before the race.”
“Yesterday? And you’re in love?”
“Isn’t that a little too fast, bro?”
“When you know, you just know. I saw her getting ready for the race and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. She’s amazingly beautiful, smart, shy, and when I look at her, well…all I can say is I feel like I’ve come home. It’s nuts, I know, but damn.”
“So why didn’t you bring her here tonight? I would have liked to meet the young lady.”
“She didn’t make it to the end of the race. She fell or was pushed, I keep getting conflicting stories on that part, but then someone stepped on her, causing her to sprain her ankle. As soon as I found out I rushed to the hospital and helped her get home. We had a great time just talking until she fell asleep. Then I came over first thing in the morning and spent the day with her.”
“Damn, you sound head over heels. I can’t wait to meet her.”
“Me either.”
“You, bro aren’t meeting her yet. Not until I’ve made sure I put my kid in her and a ring on her finger.”
“What? Why?”
“Because she said you were cute.”
“Haha. I’m not like that no matter how pretty she is. Just bring her around for the next family dinner.”
“Sure.”
* * *
About an hour into dinner, I power my phone back on to see if I have any messages from Madison. I would have left it on if it wasn’t for my mother ringing it off the hook. She wants me to attend a charity function with a bunch of eligible ladies. I told her no last week, and I told her no way in hell unless I can bring my girlfriend. That set her off and I refused to listen to her tirade.
I have a message from her. I smile before I check it and they laugh at me. “A message and you’re giddy as hell.”
“One day, Tanner. One day.” I open the message and it’s from Addison.
Hey, Emmitt. It’s Addison. Bad news, but your mom came here tonight looking for you. Mads is upset and doesn’t think you two should be together anymore.
I jump out of my seat as I hit dial.
Addison answers, “She’s sleeping.”
“What the hell happened?” She goes on to explain my mother’s sudden appearance and bad behavior. I don’t know how she knew where they lived, but I’m going to fucking lose my shit if she costs me Madison. I hang up with her and turn to my family. “I hate to eat and run, but my mother struck. If she costs me Madison, I’ll never forgive her.”
“Hurry and save your relationship. We’ll be here if you need us.”
“Thanks.” I give them a quick hug and run out the door. It takes an hour and a half to get back to their apartment, but when I do, a sleeping Addison lets me in.
“In her room. Just an FYI, if your mother does anything to hurt Madison again, I’ll break my foot off in her ass.”
“And I’ll let you.”
I creep toward the room, so I don’t wake her. I’m so damn thankful Addison had been awesome enough to give me a heads up. As soon as I open the door, I see Madison’s sleeping form curled up on the bed in just a tee shirt. Her pink panties peek out of the bottom, showing her round ass. Holding back the growl that develops in my throat, I quietly undress down to my boxers and climb in behind her.
“Madison, I’m here.”
“Emmitt,” she whispers, sleepily rolling over so that we’re face to face. I can see the tear stains and I want to fucking curse my mother out, but not tonight. Madison is the one that deserves all of my attention as I beg her forgiveness.
“I’m so damn sorry, Angel. I can’t begin to explain how scared I am that you’re going to ask me to leave.”
“She thinks I’m after your money that you haven’t told me about.”
“I did tell you, and you told me that you were just a temp.”
“Oh goodness. I did. Those heavy drugs really did a number on me.”
“You’re not taking them anymore?”
“No. I decided some Advil would be better. At least that’s one of the many remedies online.”
“That’s good. And they’re not addicting, so that’s another bonus, but they can give you a stomachache.” I rub her belly, hoping she’s not hurting.
“Why are you here?”
“Why? Because your bestie is in my corner. She messaged me with your phone to tell me what happened. I’ll fight for you, Madison. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep us together.” She looks up into my eyes with a newfound longing. I drink it in as I close the distance, inching toward her lips. “I’m
going to kiss you. You better tell me if you don’t want me to do it because once I do, I’m never going to let you go.”
“Kiss me.”
“Good, because I wasn’t planning on going anyway,” I growl out, spinning her so she’s on her back and I’m straddling her with my lips on hers. She gasps from my actions, parting her lips and letting my tongue slide in. Fuck, I drown in her kiss. My hips grind on her sweet cunt, wanting to be inside of her so damn bad, and my woman is with me, trying to lift her hips to get the relief I know she needs.
I tear my mouth from hers, dragging it down her jaw and over her shirt until I suck her hard nipple through the material. It’s not enough, I lean back, and she lifts it over her head. I could blow my load in my boxers. Hopping off the bed, I go to her door and lock it. I hadn’t thought about it the first time, but I don’t want any interruptions.
She sees my cock tenting my boxer, her little pink tongue dipping out to wet her lips. I pull them off because I can’t help watching her expression. It’s pure perfection that should be on the end of my camera, but I’d never share her with anyone. All of her past disappears once I get inside her and I’ll make sure she knows that all others better be gone from her mind.
Slowly, I pull my eyes from her face and trace them over her curves. The patch of cloth covering her pussy is soaked and I have to have a taste. I stalk toward the bed, being careful of her ankle, I drag her ass to the middle of the bed, and then climb between her creamy thighs, parting them to make room for me. My fingers skim over the drenched cotton and her body reacts just as I hoped. She doesn’t shy away from my touch. Instead she shakes and moves to slide them off her body, but I don’t have patience. I give those panties one good tug, tearing them like a kid tearing open a birthday present.
Suddenly a birthday comes into my mind, the one that’s going to come nine months from now. There’s no doubt that I’m going to do my best to put my baby inside her. I have to make sure she can’t change her mind about me just because my mother’s difficult. No, I need to show her how much she owns me.
My fingers dig into her hips, lifting her ass off the bed and her slit to my lips. I lap at her entrance letting my tongue slip between her folds and watching her body come alive with every swipe of my greedy appendage. I need my dick inside of her as he weeps his need onto the sheets below.
“Emmitt.” My name rolling off her panting tongue drives me to the brink of coming. I hold back because I need to fill her with my cum, but damn, all I want to do is come with every sound that comes from her parted lips.
My tongue lashes her pussy until she’s moaning. I pause to stare at her. I need to hear something before I make her come. “Madison, tell me you’re not going to leave me.”
“I’m not leaving, Emmitt.” I thrust my finger into her tight hole as I suck on her clit. She comes for me, shouting my name and I can’t hold back a moment longer. Sliding up her body, I snatch her breath with a kiss, letting her feel my passion. The tip of my cock pushes just inside her. It’s so damn tight that I’m doing my best not to come. Slowly, I roll my hips and pump a little deeper.
She doesn’t say the words, but I don’t need her to say a thing. My next thrust tears through her innocence. She cries out against my mouth. I still, my fists pressing into the mattress as I hold my weight off her. Sweat beads over my skin as I hold my orgasm in. My woman deserves more than me nutting on our first time before I’ve made her come after taking her gift.
“You’re mine, Madison. You know that right? There’s no going back.”
She nods, but I need the words. I can’t even breathe without hearing it. “Say it,” I growl out.
“I’m yours. And you’re mine.”
“Only yours.” I slam my mouth to hers as I slide in and out of her heat, my pre-cum coating the way, making it easier for her to take my big cock.
“Fuck, Madison. I want to tear your sweet pussy up. If it wasn’t for your ankle, I’d show you just how much I need you over and over.” She clenches up and it’s too much for me. “I’m coming,” I roar.
She shouts as well; her walls flutter and milk my load out of me. I remain deep inside of her with the head bumping her cervix as I shoot jets of cum against it, hoping that our baby is gonna be growing soon. As we come down, I take care to pull out gently and then wrap her up in my arms for a good sleep.
Chapter 6
Emmitt
I woke up two hours ago, and I haven’t stopped smiling. After seeing Madison sleeping, I think about what it would be like to wake up to her every day. I can’t wait. Although, I’ll take Addison’s advice and don’t wake her up early. Madison isn’t a morning person.
Instead, I watch her as she sleeps. The morning light shines through the curtains and kisses over her face. I climb out of the bed and dress enough to sneak out to get my camera from my trunk. Slipping back inside, I see she has the tiniest hint of a smile on her face as she dreams. I snap a few photos with my camera. They’ll be added to my collection. The personal collection of Mads Moments. I set it down and climb back into bed with her.
“Good morning, Emmitt.”
Taking her mouth in a sweet kiss, I pull back and greet my love. “Good morning, my Venus.”
“Venus?”
“Yes, like the sculpture considered to be Aphrodite.”
“I love you, Emmitt,” she sighs, tucking her head into my chest as if embarrassed to confess the words I didn’t know I craved.
I lose all control and flip her on her back, pushing one finger inside to test how ready she is for me. God, her pussy’s just as needy as I am. I pull it out and replace it with my stiff rod, claiming my woman again, aching to hear those words from her.
“Say it again,” I growl, thrusting deep and pulling almost completely out.
“I love you.”
“God, I’m going to come just from that alone. Fucking hell, Venus. You’re going to be so damn sore.” I piston my hips into her soft flesh letting my cock own her pussy. She cries out, clawing at my back and clinging to me with her bad foot over her good one. I drive us to another amazing orgasm, collapsing on top of her while I hold most of my weight off of her.
“I love you, Madison. I knew it from the first moment.”
We both take a shower together, but I keep my hands mostly to myself. At least I try, but I had to make sure she wasn’t too sore, so I kissed it to make it better until she creamed all over my face. Damn, a man could die happy between a woman’s thighs.
We finally make it to find Addison already left for work. “Shit, work. I totally forgot.” She grabs her phone and calls the temp agency. All I hear is a “Yes, okay.”
She hangs up and refuses to turn back to me. “What happened?”
“They fired me.” Her voice cracks, destroying me. I want to drive down to that place and deck the bastard who thought they could let my girl go.
I slide my arms around her, bringing her back to my front. “I’m so sorry, Madison.”
“I don’t know what I’m going to do.” The soft whimper breaks my heart. I don’t want to ever hear her cry.
I brush my nose over her cheek and down her neck, whispering, “Well, you’re marrying me, so you don’t have to work.”
She spins around quickly with a quirked brow; she gives me a suspicious look. “Marrying you?”
I grasp her chin and kiss her lips. “Yes. I told you that was it when I made you cream on my tongue. I’m not taking that shit back.”
Indecision crosses her face. “But, what if…”
“What?” There’s no way I’m going to let her out of this so she can come up with any excuse, but hell if I let her get away.
“What if people think I only want you for your money?”
Damn my mother. “Who gives a fuck what people think! I don’t and besides, I’m pretty damn good looking, so I hope that they at least give me credit for that.” She giggles like I hope she would. “Thank you.”
“I should be the one thanking you.”
“Son of a bitch.” I pick it up and the screen’s fine, but that’s not why. I already know who’s calling to annoy me. I’m mad at her, so I have to choose my words wisely.
“Is it broken?” She’s anxious, but I shake my head and toss her a smile. Suddenly her face glows. Staring at her, I feel peace come over me.
“No, it’s fine. It’s just my mother. Can you give me a minute?” I sigh.
“Sure. I’ll start some breakfast.”
Shaking my head, I want her to take it easy. I have my car so we can go anywhere. “Don’t. I’m taking you out to eat.”
She tilts her head with a question in her eyes. “Okay, coffee then?”
“Damn, I knew you were perfect.” I cross the short distance and grab her cheeks, kissing her hard and fast before walking into her bedroom. I have to get this call over with. Taking in her bedroom, I love that she has a stack of romance books in the corner in a giant tower and a tablet on the nightstand.
As I walk around the room waiting for my mother to answer, I catalog the little things about her that I commit to memory. “Emmitt, it’s about time you answered your phone.”
“Mother, I’m not happy with your right now, so please choose your words wisely.”
“What? I didn’t do anything.”
“Don’t fucking lie to me. How did you know where Madison lived? Have you been having me followed?”
“No, but I did follow you this morning after you were being so damn evasive.”
“I’m not one of your husbands. And I am old enough to make my own decisions about my love life. I’m going to make this perfectly clear. I’m getting married to Madison and you have two options. You apologize and act like a respectable mother-in-law or you don’t contact me again.”
“This girl has been a bad influence on you.”
“Bye, mother.”
“No! Wait. I’m sorry. I’m just not ready to let some woman steal you away from me.”
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