Go Big

by Joanna Blake

  I lifted my head, staring down at her.

  “Pack your things. We are leaving.”

  “Char doesn’t like changes.”

  I grinned at her.

  “She’ll like this one.”

  Lexi

  I stood at the enormous kitchen island, watching Char outside playing with Trent’s dogs. Our dogs in fact. He’d insisted that we were one big family. As of today.

  Just like that.

  Just like snapping his fingers.

  And Char seemed totally okay with it. Especially when he’d spontaneously played a song for her about it.

  “You’ll come and live with the dogs,

  The dogs will try to eat your toes.

  But not really eat your toes.

  They will probably just lick your toes.”

  She’d been giggling nonstop, making him play it again and again. I smiled, still not sure what to think. Yes, we’d been in trouble money wise. Yes, I was pregnant. And yes, I was pretty sure I was in love with Trent.

  But him in love with me?

  It seemed laughable.

  Then again, the way he acted… he had been hurt. He had been trying to prove something to me on the ride back from Hawaii.

  It had worked. Maybe too well.

  I jumped as he came up behind me, kissing my neck.

  “What do you think?”

  I looked around his beautiful home. It was mid-century, renovated perfectly. The lawn was manicured. There was a beautiful, inviting pool in the yard. It even had a guesthouse.

  Maybe Mrs. Keeley would come and visit once in a while. She could spend the night. Maybe someday if Char kept making progress, she could live there.

  I shook my head. It was crazy, thinking about that far ahead.

  “It’s beautiful Trent.”

  He squeezed me.

  “You are beautiful.”

  I turned to look at him. His face was kind. Smiling. He looked happier than I’d ever seen him. He looked like he was at peace.

  “You really want us to move in here?”

  “Want? That doesn’t begin to cover it. It’s happening.”

  His arms pulled me closer and he kissed me.

  “I need you to be here. I have been out of my mind without you. I just didn’t know how to ask.”

  I laughed.

  “You pretty much dragged me into your cave by the hair.”

  He grinned at me, looking like a little boy on Christmas morning.

  “Unga bunga.”

  He kissed me again. Behind him, Joss cleared his throat.

  “It looks like my work is done here.”

  Trent turned, not letting go of me for an instant.

  “Stay bro’. Celebrate with us.”

  The tall quiet man shook his head.

  “My client is arriving tonight. I’ve done all the security for her house but now I need to be there to greet her. It’s a 24/7 job.”

  He looked at me. I could detect a very, very small smile at the corner of his lips and icy pale blue eyes.

  “Will you look after him?”

  I nodded, suddenly sure that I would.

  His smile grew. I could actually see it now.

  “Good. I worry about this one. Now, I won’t have to.”

  He leaned in and kissed my hand.

  “He’s a good guy, despite his best efforts to prove otherwise.”

  I smiled. He loved Trent, that much was obvious. Hell, I did too.

  Why fight it?

  Because of some stupid jealously or judgment over what he had done before he met me?

  None of that mattered.

  The only thing that mattered was how he treated Char and I. How he made me feel. Treasured. Cherished. Loved.

  He was a good person. He just didn’t know it yet.

  I smiled, suddenly feeling that everything was going to be alright after all.

  I was going to take care of him.

  And I’d let him take care of me.

  Chapter Twenty

  Trent

  I flipped a tiny flapjack into the air, watching as Jezebel leapt up in the air to catch it. She gobbled it up greedily as Hendrix and Sally watched. They both had short legs and couldn’t jump as high.

  Jez always caught the pancakes.

  “Again!”

  Char was giggling maniacally as I tossed another flapjack in the air.

  “Don’t get her too excited.”

  I looked up to see my sleepy headed girlfriend walk into the kitchen. She was wearing an old pair of flannel pajama bottoms and one of my shirts. Her outfit was almost as shapeless as those scrubs.

  She still looked good enough to eat.

  I nodded, winking at Char. I was coming to understand her moods. Sometimes her emotions tipped out of balance. She didn’t have the tools to right herself.

  It was a delicate balancing act.

  I was starting to learn how much responsibility Lexi had had, almost her entire life. It was in stark contrast to my freewheeling life. Even as a kid, I hadn’t been tied down. Even if I’d wanted to be. And I had wanted the rules and boundaries that parents would have given me. And the love.

  Now I was getting a second chance. I wasn’t going to mess that up. Not for anything.

  I craved the responsibility of taking care of these two ladies.

  And whoever was growing in Lexi’s belly. I couldn’t wait to meet the little one. And take care of him or her. All three of them in fact.

  I would take some of that pressure off Lexi. She wouldn’t be alone anymore.

  Neither would I.

  “We’re having a little pancake party.”

  Char clapped her hands gleefully.

  “Pancake party! Pancake party!”

  I smiled and handed her two small flapjacks.

  “Ready?”

  She nodded.

  I flipped one into the air for Jezzy as Char slipped the other two dogs one pancake each. She giggled from the way their tongues tickled her. She loved the dogs, or ‘dergs’ as she called them.

  Lexi thought they might be therapeutic. Char had only had one tantrum since they’d moved in last week. Even though all their stuff had just arrived in the past few days, Char had eased into the transition surprisingly well.

  It must be the dergs.

  “What do you guys want to do today?”

  “Beach!”

  I smiled.

  Char loved the beach. She loved the pool too. Except when she didn’t.

  Then all hell broke loose.

  I had seen that when Lexi told her she couldn’t have a second ice cream cone. Char had gone from sweet woman-child to a screaming she-devil in less than sixty seconds. Lexi had looked at me apologetically as Char screamed bloody murder.

  “The sugar makes it worse. We have to moderate it. Try not to engage when she gets like this.”

  We had walked on the sand for a while, Char trailing behind us. She’d howled a bit before quieting down. Then I’d felt her hand slip into mine.

  I had one girl on each arm. I felt protective over both of them.

  In that moment, I couldn’t lie.

  I felt like a King.

  Lexi

  “I need to look for a job.”

  “Not today Lexi, pleasssse.”

  “Yeah, pleassssse.”

  I looked from Char to Trent and back again. We’d been living together for a week. So far it had gone well.

  Too well.

  “Besides, what do you need to work for?”

  I didn’t want to ruin their fun by telling them why. In case this didn’t work out. In case he didn’t want us to stick around.

  I was going to have three mouths to feed if he ever kicked us out.

  Not to mention I was pretty sure Char would kidnap one of the dogs.

  In the end I’d given in though. We drove up the coast a bit, to Leo Carillo Park. We’d brought a picnic basket, blanket and the dogs.

  It was pretty much the best day ever. We’d w
alked along the rocky beach and hiked a bit. We’d eaten some very yummy sandwiches made by Olivia that morning. We’d thrown a Frisbee with Char and the dogs. I’d been falling asleep on Trent’s shoulder by the time we were ready to go home.

  Home.

  There it was again.

  It already felt like home. Our home.

  Even Trent’s long term maid Olivia had taken a shine to Char. And vise versa. Everything really did seem to be falling into place.

  “Tired?”

  “Just a little.”

  “Sleep in the car, I have plans for you later.”

  I smiled sleepily.

  “What sort of plans?

  “The kind that make you go oh, oh, oh!”

  I smacked him. He did do a very good impersonation of the sounds I’d been making lately. He’d been very, very attentive to keeping me satisfied. I felt an answering warmth between my legs.

  “We can’t go crazy though.”

  “I know.”

  He kissed my temple.

  “I just won’t… go deep.”

  I nodded, smiling happily.

  I slept the whole car ride home.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Trent

  “Lay on your side.”

  Lexi was half asleep from the car ride home. Olivia was making dinner for Char. I told her to put the leftovers in the fridge for us.

  We had things to do.

  Lexi rolled to her side obediently. I liked this side of her. Soft and pliant.

  My cock lurched in my jeans.

  I was going to have my way with her. Again. I loved having her at my beck and call.

  I stripped quickly, throwing my clothes on the floor. Then I lifted her sundress up and over her legs. I tried to shimmy it up over her shoulders without disturbing her too much.

  I groaned at the sight of her bare body.

  She wasn’t wearing a bra.

  I knew it must be my imagination, but her high perky tits looked fuller already. I was going to really enjoy the next nine months of extra boobage.

  Not that she wasn’t already perfect.

  But more was… more.

  I pulled her panties down slowly. Then I lifted one thigh and eased my head between them. I kissed her gently, nibbling at her sweet pussy for a while. She had gotten used to my size to some extent, but it seemed wise to make sure she was extra prepared for the snake.

  Besides, I loved doing it.

  It was pretty much the greatest thing in the world.

  Top three anyway.

  I grinned at the sweet little sounds she was making. She was close. I decided to finish her off with my cock and hands.

  I gave her pussy one last kiss and eased up behind her, spooning her.

  Slowly, I edged my cock between her plump little pussy lips. She sighed as I kissed her neck. One hand reached for those gorgeous tits of hers, the other held her hip in place until I was firmly entrenched inside her.

  Then I started to move.

  My hand found her button as I slid in and out of her hot, tight little honey hole. I groaned. It couldn’t possibly be better than this. For anyone. Ever.

  She whimpered, sounding like a sexy little kitten. Her sugar walls undulated against me, making us both groan in unison. I picked up my tempo slightly, my cock sliding home with each thrust. Not too deep or hard.

  But deep enough.

  My balls brushed her soft sweet bottom and I grunted. I’d like to take her that way again too. Soon.

  The possibilities of what we could do together were endless. But the standard operating procedure was fine too. I’d never get bored of this feeling of completion.

  I pulled gently on her nipples, using both hands. She froze, then started thrashing against me. Oh, so kitten liked it a little rough after all. I kept the slow steady pistoning motion of my cock going as she creamed all over me.

  Hmmffff… perfection.

  I reached down for her button again, strumming it with my callused fingers.

  “That’s it. Cum for me Lexi…”

  She gasped, her body completely in my control. I could do what I wanted with her. And what I wanted, was to make her cum.

  A lot.

  I pushed in as far as I dared, then made small thrusts, barely pulling out at all. She screamed and I put my hand over her face, grinning.

  “Shhhh… you’ll scare your sister.”

  “Ahhhh… ahhh… ahhhh!!!”

  I was smiling as I rode her, my cock and balls starting to feel heavy and full. Which was impressive, considering how many times we’d fucked last night.

  And this morning.

  I was keeping her busy. I wasn’t going to let her get away. Or think about moving out.

  I had plans for my Sexy Lexi.

  I groaned as the heat exploded from my cock. I felt her cuming around me again. Somehow, she always seemed to finish with me. Her pussy was just that in tune with my cock.

  It was fucking magical.

  I could feel my load going on and on. It was one of the biggest loads I’d ever released. All from a gentle, tender loving side fuck.

  Who knew?

  I grinned, not stopping.

  “Trent?”

  “Yes, love.”

  “Aren’t you done?”

  I whispered in her ear.

  “Not even close.”

  My cock was still hard.

  Lexi

  “How is that even possible?”

  Trent kissed my shoulder, his hips pumping his cock slowly in and out of my sopping wet pussy. We were messy. I didn’t care.

  “You do things to me, remember?”

  I did remember. He was talking about the sponge bath. To think, even then, that he’d been wanting to do this to me…

  I blushed.

  Then I cried out as his fingers found my clit again.

  “Oh God! It’s too much!”

  He stopped immediately, not moving, but not pulling out either.

  “Am I hurting you?”

  “No- oh God- I’m just- really sensitive-“

  He chuckled, starting to circle his hips again.

  “Would you like me to do… something different?”

  I clenched down on him in response. We hadn’t done that since Hawaii. I had liked it, more than I thought possible.

  Hell, I’d loved it.

  I nodded shyly and he kissed my cheek. He thrust forward a few more times before pulling out. Then he rolled me to my stomach.

  “Such a sweet little ass. And already so slippery.”

  I felt his fingers probing me. And then his tongue slid up against my button. I gasped. It was so sensitive back there. Even more than the front.

  His tongue pushed inside me. I lay there as he tongue fucked my ass, making me ready for him. It felt so good I thought I might faint.

  “Hmmmm… so delicious.”

  I groaned as I felt the tip of his cock poised against me there. Slowly he pushed forward. I expanded slightly as he inched forward, and then more as I opened to him.

  “That’s it. Just relax…. Hmmmffff. Jesus, Lexi…”

  He fucked me slowly in silence for a while, both of us overwhelmed by the sensations. His fingers found my clit, strumming it gently. The combination of the feelings in the back and the front were doing crazy things to me. I couldn’t think straight. My body was one giant nerve ending.

  I gasped as I came, my body trying to arch upwards. He chuckled behind me, his cock slipping deeper inside me.

  “Hmmm yes… good girl. Fuck, that’s hot.”

  He held onto me with both hands now and started to pump me faster. I knew he was getting close. He wasn’t rough. But I doubted he could have stopped now if he wanted to.

  And neither of us wanted to.

  I felt him expanding inside me, the way he did right before he came.

  “Fuck Lexi. Yes. Yes. YES!”

  I shuddered as he filled me, his cock sending spirals of pleasure through me.

  Nothing
had ever felt as good as this.

  Each time was better than the last.

  It was too good to be true.

  I shook off the dreary thought as he kissed my shoulder, pulling away.

  “How do you feel?”

  “Good. Sticky.”

  He laughed.

  “Me too.”

  Then he carried me into the shower and washed me thoroughly.

  I drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face.

  I was pretty sure he did too.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Trent

  “She’s simple, classic. I think that’s too much… sparkle.”

  The shop girl was showing me a ring encrusted with diamonds. Enough to choke a horse with, so to speak.

  “Maybe a solitaire?”

  She held up a ring with a single stone in the center of the plain platinum band.

  “That’s pretty. But bigger.”

  “How about three carats?”

  I nodded, holding up the ring in the light.

  “It’s perfect.”

  “How would you like to pay?”

  “I can run to the bank. Is cash alright?”

  She smiled at me. I was about to give her quite a commission.

  “She’s a very lucky girl.”

  “I’m the lucky one. I’ll be right back.”

  I wasn’t back quite as quickly as I thought. Even if it was my own money, they made me jump through quite a few hoops to withdraw fifty thousand dollars of it.

  I smiled through the entire ordeal. I was going to marry Lexi. I would have a family. A wife, a child, a sister-in-law.

  At last.

  I would never be alone again.

  I drove at exactly the speed limit on my way back to the jewelers. It was a new habit I’d developed, especially when Lexi was in the car. I was also looking into a new SUV for each of us. Her car wasn’t safe enough. And my convertible was a squeeze with three of us. Never mind the dogs.

  The shop girl looked thrilled to see me. She smiled flirtatiously as I counted out the money.

  “I need something else. Maybe a bracelet. Or a locket.”

  “For a child?”

  “A young woman.”