Taming Eric

by J. a Melville

  He kissed his way over her palms again, his eyes searching hers for some small sign that he was getting through to her. “Please say something baby. Please tell me that you’re not going to let Vivian come between us. I can’t lose you ever, but I can’t fucking lose you because she’s poisoned your mind. God, Natasha, speak, tell me it’s ok, that we’re ok.”

  He stared up at her and the tears that were threatening filled his eyes and embarrassed, he dropped his head to her lap again, his arms tightening around her legs as he held onto her, desperate to hold her to him, desperate to stop her from ever being able to leave him.

  As he lay over her lap, hanging onto her legs as tight as he could, tears falling silently as the fear that he was going to lose her threatened to overwhelm him, he heard her voice whisper. “Oh god. Oh god, what am I doing? Eric? I love you, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry that I listened to Vivian, that I gave her even a moment of my time. I believe you. Please Eric, look at me.” He felt her hand tugging lightly on his hair and slowly he raised his head.

  When she looked into his eyes, he shuddered and felt a fresh wave of tears well up when she reached out to caress his cheek, a look of such love and compassion showing on her face. “Oh Eric, my gorgeous, sexy husband, I love you, don’t cry, you make my heart hurt when I see you in pain.” She caressed his cheek, wiping away his tears with her thumbs. “What are you going to do about Vivian though Eric? I get the impression she’s not going to let up until she drives us apart. She was so angry, so cruel and god, but she was enjoying trying to hurt me and I admit I gave in to my insecurities. She knew exactly which buttons to push. I meant what I said, I still can’t believe that you chose me and I guess, just a few words from a scorned woman and I was ready to let all my insecurities take over again. I’m sorry.”

  Eric felt a strong wave of relief flood his body and he smiled at her, a huge warm, loving smile, through the tears which still dampened his cheeks. “If she makes any attempt to contact either of us again baby, I’ll take out a restraining order on her. I don’t trust her Natasha. I’m frightened she’ll come after you, maybe try and harm you and our babies and if she dares to lay even one finger on you, I’ll kill her.” His tears dried and anger consumed him instead. He would strangle the bitch with his bare hands if she dared come anywhere near Natasha, regardless of the consequences.

  “I’m serious Natasha. I haven’t heard from Vivian for a while but then she said she’s been out of the country the last couple of months, so that might be why she’s been quiet. I thought she’d finally given up. I dumped her because apart from being so cold, she was showing signs of cruelty and a nasty side of herself that turned me right off. It got to the point where I couldn’t even pretend to want her sexually and when I called it off with her, I thought she’d taken it alright but going by what she said to you, I was wrong. I’m worried she’s not finished baby, that she might target you to try and work on your insecurities. I’ve no doubt she’d like to see us fall apart.”

  “You don’t think she’d do anything though Eric, do you? She’s not dangerous, just a jealous, jilted woman?”

  “I don’t know baby. How does the saying go? Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned? You’ll be fine at home. Vivian doesn’t know where I live. I’ve told you before that past girlfriends were taken to my apartment in the city. I wasn’t interested in them possibly turning up at my door.”

  “Do you think we could stop talking about Vivian now? I want to change out of these clothes but first can you just hold me?”

  At her words Eric felt relief flow through him. He had his girl back and that bitch had failed with her attempt to cause them problems in their marriage. “Best suggestions of the night baby. Holding you and not wasting another moment talking about my ex.”

  He stood and pulled her into his arms, holding her close to him, or as close as he could with the twins between them. She had her head on his shoulder and he tightened his grip around her, reluctant to let her go. He must have held her too tightly as the twins suddenly gave a violent kick which led to him releasing her.

  “How about we go to bed baby? I’m not talking about sex, I just want to hold you in my arms. We can talk, do nothing, you can sleep, whatever you want.” He said, cupping her cheeks in his hands.

  “Sounds perfect Eric. Although if you’re too tired for sex, maybe I should have brought the Jack Rabbit with me.” She teased him and he frowned down at her. Hell no! No fucking vibrator was going near his wife unless he was in control of it.

  “There will be no Jack Rabbit baby. I’ve told you this before. The only time that damned vibrator goes anywhere near you will be when I’m in control of it.” He growled and Natasha grinned at him before pulling free of his arms and heading off to the bathroom.

  Eric stripped off his clothes, throwing them over a chair before climbing into bed with the newspaper. He went straight to the stock market results since he was always interested in them and would buy shares in anything that caught his eye.

  While he was studying the newspaper Natasha walked out of the bathroom dressed only in her bra and panties and he felt his cock immediately stirring under the sheets. He feigned indifference though or at least attempted to not jump her bones the minute she entered the room and he kept his eyes on the newspaper although every sense was acutely aware of her presence.

  “Let me guess? The stock market?” She questioned him but he didn’t reply. “Damn Mr Rothman, if you’re going to read the stock market then that’s going to be like a lullaby for me. I’ll be asleep in two minutes.”

  He snorted at her smart arse comment. “Very funny baby, but don’t forget, that stock market that you sneer at helps keep us in the lifestyle we’re enjoying now.”

  She responded by sticking her tongue out at him and he had to fight the urge to get out of bed and throw her down on the mattress and have his way with her.

  “Well you just keep reading your stock market reports then Mr CEO.” She grinned at him before turning her back to him and he swallowed around the sudden lump in his throat when she popped the clasp on her bra and threw it onto the chair. She then hooked her fingers under her panties and slid them down her legs until they fell to her ankles and she could step out of them.

  Eric kept the newspaper up so he could watch her slyly from over the top of it and he lifted a knee to cover the raging hard on that he was now sporting under the sheets.

  Natasha walked over to the bed and climbed in, flopping down with her back to him. He grinned to himself. She was pissed at him because he was ignoring her but if she knew what was going on under the sheets she’d know he sure as hell wasn’t immune to her presence.

  He waited a few minutes feeling her almost bristling with indignation beside him before he slid over closer to her. He placed his lips against her shoulder and trailed kisses up the side of her neck until he reached her ear. “Nice little performance you put on baby.” He whispered.

  She turned to him, a look of surprise on her face. “You were busy with your paper.”

  He laughed in response. “Seriously baby. Do you honestly believe that when confronted with my gorgeous wife getting naked or the stock market and you know how much I love the stock market, but my wife getting naked is going to win every time. How could you even doubt that?” He shifted until he could press his hard cock up against the curve of her ass.

  “Damn you Eric, you were teasing me?” She slapped him.

  “If you hit me again baby, I’m going to have to punish you and you should know that when I say that, I bloody well mean it.” He nipped her on the shoulder.

  “You can’t hurt a pregnant woman Mr CEO.” She gave him a smug look.

  “Who said I was going to hurt you baby. I’ll make you scream but it won’t be from pain.” His voice was soft and filled with desire.

  She wiggled back against him and he groaned. Fuck but she had the ability to drive him crazy in j
ust moments. Well, his wife wondered if he truly lusted after her. So now it was time to prove just how much he wanted her, just how much she meant to him and his hand curved over her thigh, his fingers moving down over her soft skin towards her clit, pressing against the little nub before moving on until he could push a couple of fingers into her pussy. He found her already very wet and his cock jerked in response. “You are such a hussy baby.” He groaned against her ear.

  “Only for you.” She whispered and he bent his head to kiss her.

  CHAPTER 25

  Their lips moved hungrily against one another and when Natasha tried to roll onto her back he held her off, wanting her to stay on her side. His hands roamed over her body, caressing her nipples until they were hard peaks before moving down her body to slip back between her legs, teasing her clit until it was swollen and obviously sensitive to his touch. He pushed two fingers into her pussy which was wet and as he plunged in and out of her, she moaned, writhing back against him, grinding the curve of her ass into his rigid cock. Fuck but she was driving him crazy rubbing against him the way she was. She made him just want to lay her out and fuck her until neither of them could walk again.

  She reached back behind her trying to curl her fingers around his erection but he shifted away from her wandering hand. “No baby, don’t touch me. I just want to be inside you.”

  He moved until his hips were lined up with hers and gently lifted one of her legs over his. He arched his back enough to push the head of his cock against Natasha’s dripping entrance and with his fingers rubbing over her clit, he pushed forward until he’d buried his cock inside her. Due to the angle of their bodies, he couldn’t get very deep penetration but that didn’t stop him from settling into a steady rhythm, thrusting as deep as he could into her.

  The angle of their bodies brought his cock into contact with her g-spot and with his fingers rubbing over her clit and his steady thrusts teasing her over that most sensitive area inside her, it didn’t take long and he could tell she was getting close to her orgasm.

  Her body began to writhe and she gasped as he picked up the pace, driving into her harder and faster. He flicked his thumb over her clit a few more times until with a loud cry she reached her climax and he groaned when he felt her internal muscles closing down around him, squeezing along the length of his cock in rhythmic waves that pushed him towards his own release.

  Eric let out a long low groan, his hips jerking hard and he started to come, his body twitching with every spurt of his release into her body. He pulled her against him, his lips pressed into her neck as he lay with her, waiting for his ragged breathing to return to normal.

  Natasha yawned noisily and he chuckled, dropping a kiss on her shoulder. “Tired baby? Why don’t you get some sleep?” He pressed his lips against her ear. “And don’t you ever doubt that you’re more than enough for me in bed sweetheart. You’re hot and sexy, so willing and giving and watching you come, hearing the sounds you make is the most exciting thing. I love you.”

  She gave him a sleepy smile. “I love you too Eric.” She murmured before slipping into a deep sleep in his arms. He curled his body up behind hers, wrapping his arms around her and closed his eyes. As his body relaxed against hers and fatigue began to invade his limbs, he dropped his head on Natasha’s shoulder and drifted off to sleep.

  * * *

  The following morning Eric sat at the dining table looking with amusement at his wife’s incredulous face as they ate their breakfast. “You want to do what?” She asked him.

  “You heard me baby. I thought we could do something I know you like to do, today. We can go to the beach because once the twins are born, there’ll be no chance to do that for a while.” He wanted to do something he knew she would like but a part of him wanted to go to the beach to see if the bronzed idiot was still wasting his life surfing every day. Despite Natasha having tried numerous times to reassure him that she had no interest in the beach bum besides friendship, he couldn’t help the jealousy that consumed him every time she looked at that Brodie or smiled at him. A lot of time had passed since that fucked day when he’d watched the surfer with his hands on Natasha and it was unlikely he’d still be coming to Bondi Beach to surf after all this time, but Eric still wanted to go and if Brodie was there, he’d have the satisfaction of rubbing it in that she was his. “You’re an idiot Rothman a childish idiot.” That little voice inside reprimanded him, but he ignored it. He couldn’t help how he felt and the beach bum definitely rubbed him up the wrong way.

  He knew it was crazy to even suggest going to the beach. Seriously it made no sense to want to go there to hunt for the young man that drove him into fits of irrational jealousy but they were in the city, they were on their honeymoon and he couldn’t shake the urge to go to Bondi and stamp his claim on Natasha publically or in front of the bronzed idiot if he was there. He couldn’t help but shake his head at himself because they were married, he had the girl so his need to go and prove that didn’t make sense but he couldn’t shake the overwhelming desire to go to the beach, look for Brodie and then beat his chest and assert his dominance. “You’re not only an idiot Rothman, you’re an neanderthal idiot.” He thought to himself unable to wipe the grin off his face at the way his mind worked.

  When he returned his attention to Natasha she was still watching him like she was questioning his sanity. “So why this sudden desire to go to the beach? Have you forgotten how it went last time we tried that? It didn’t end so well, remember?”

  “That was because I thought that bronzed idiot was after you baby. We’re married now so you’re off limits and besides, it’s been months so whose to say he’s even going to be at Bondi Beach?”

  “I just want to know why you’re suggesting the beach now Eric. I’m hardly in a position to walk around in my bikini.” She still looked at him with a suspicious look on her face.

  “You would look beautiful in your bikini baby but I can understand you not wanting to wear it but surely you have something in your maternity wardrobe that you can wear at the beach?”

  She tipped her head to one side still eyeing him suspiciously. “You’re sure you want to go to the beach? If and it’s remote that he’d be there, but if Brodie is there, you’re not going to get all cave man, beat your chest and drag me by the hair off to your cave are you?”

  He chuckled at her description of him. She knew him well. Much as he tried to keep himself under control, something about the bronzed idiot just set him off and made him want to throw Natasha over his shoulder and carry her off. “No baby, I’ll beat my chest and drag you back here instead.” He grinned.

  She rolled her eyes at him. “You’re an idiot.”

  He tried to look suitably chastened at her words. “You make me into an idiot baby. I’ve never been jealous with a man showing attention to any of my girlfriends but with you, it’s like waving a red flag in front of a bull, I find myself going all crazy.”

  “But there’s no need Eric. I love you. I don’t have eyes for any other man but you. Still, I do have to talk to other men sometimes. You just have to learn to realise that talking to them doesn’t mean I want to get into bed with them.”

  “I know what you’re saying baby but I can’t control my emotions and although I trust you, I don’t trust them. No man puts his hands on you. You. Are. Mine.” He swallowed down the last of his coffee before eyeing her off over the edge of his mug. “If that bronzed idiot is there today and he touches you, I’m not going to be happy about it.”

  “He’s not a bronzed idiot, his name is Brodie and he’s a surfer and he’s a nice guy, but he’s not you Mr CEO. You’re all the man I could ever want or need.” She reached out to cover his hand with hers.

  Eric felt his heart swell with love at her words. “Well, I’m feeling a little fragile baby. I need reassurance before we hit the beach, so how about you show me just how much you want and need me.”

  She groane
d at his words. “You men, any excuse to get into our pants, I swear and you might be many things but fragile isn’t one of them.” She grinned at him. “Still we can’t have you feeling all fragile and insecure now can we?”

  Natasha got up from her chair and came around the table to him, bending her head to kiss him, tunneling her fingers through his hair to hold him still so she could deepen the kiss, slipping her tongue into his mouth to duel with his. He felt his heart rate pick up and his cock was its usual eager self and began to harden in his pants.

  When she finally pulled back they were both panting. “Ok Mr Rothman, get yourself in the bedroom pronto.”

  His heart leapt at her words and that was all it took for his cock to become fully erect. He grinned at her, excitement burning in his gaze as he looked at her. “I thought you’d never ask.”

  He got up from the table and took her hand as she led him into the bedroom. “Be gentle.” He joked and she rolled her eyes at him before spending the next couple of hours showing him just how important he was to her. She left him feeling pleasantly tired, sated and more in love with her than he thought possible and he had made sure she had multiple orgasms so if the bronzed idiot was at the beach, she’d have no interest in him whatsoever.

  They travelled to the beach in the limo despite Natasha protesting that no one went to the beach in a limo. Eric got Henry to pull up in the car park and they climbed out. He ignored the stares from people getting around and he even ignored the ‘I told you so’ look on his wife’s face.