You Belong to Me_Brook Hollow

by Lee Rose

  “You’re doing good, babe,” he encouraged her. Feeling confident, she put her mouth on him again. She took him in as deep as she could without gagging. She remembered to breathe through her nose. Slowly at first, then with more speed and confidence. She heard him groan with delight and figured she must be doing something right. She was starting to like it and bopped his cock in her mouth with more enthusiasm. His hands were gripping her hair tightly, but she didn’t mind. It only added to the moment of wildness. She could get used to this.

  “I’m coming, Jessy,” he warned her so she could stop, but she was going all the way. It took a few seconds, but she felt his warm liquid go down her throat.

  “Oh God, Jessy.” His body shook with the force of his climax. “Damn, baby.”

  “I liked that.” She let him go with a pleased smile. She grinned, making him laugh. He switched places with her until she was lying underneath him.

  “Me, too.” He didn’t bother going slow this time. He slid his cock all the way into her and she held her breath feeling him, feeling full. Her vaginal walls gripped him tightly and she heard him groan and mutter under his breath. He used his hands to squeeze her ass and bring her closer to his body.

  “So good.” He thrust in and out, burying his face in her neck. She felt his warm breath hit her neck. She felt her body tighten and heat up. Her body was shaking but she loved the feeling of being connected to him like this. She might not have had many lovers, but she knew this was special. She loved this man. She could picture a life with him, but it was too soon. They needed more time and hopefully they would have it.

  She felt the climax coming as the bed rocked to the rhythm of his thrusts. It was too strong and powerful to stop or prolong it. She let the feeling sweep her away into another world as the first waves hit her and took over, rendering her speechless. Soon he followed, shouting her name. She felt his weight on top of her, but it felt comforting.

  “Damn, baby. You are the best lover in the world.” He swore, placing kisses all over her face.

  “I thought that was your title, Romeo.” She giggled.

  “Reformed Romeo,” he promised seriously, scooting off of her but holding her close as if he wasn’t ready to let go yet. He kissed her cheek softly. “I swear you’re going to kill me.”

  Jessy laughed. “Complaining?”

  “Hell no,” was his quick answer.

  * * * *

  Lincoln opened his eyes to the smell of coffee brewing in the air. It smelled so good. He reached out for Jessy but her side of the bed was empty. How the hell did she have the energy? He made love to her so many times last night. She was addicting, like a drug, but he had no desire to go to rehab. He sat up and stepped out of bed, pulling his boxers on only. He had the day off and so did Jessy. His plan was to keep her naked all day.

  He went into the kitchen and there she stood by his small apartment size stove humming. She was wearing one of his t-shirts and he liked it. He couldn’t believe how possessive he felt about her. Usually he had sex and left. He never invited anyone but Jessy to spend the night with him. He didn’t want her to leave ever. The seriousness of that statement should have scared the hell out of him, but it felt good and right. Jessy was it for him. He never thought the day would come when he would say that and believe it.

  He wrapped an arm around her neck, kissing her cheek. “Is my breakfast ready woman? It should have been brought to my bed.” He growled.

  Jessy elbowed him in the gut, making him chuckle. He rubbed his abdomen. “Ouch, are you always violent first thing in the morning?”

  She scooped the omelet on a plate and handed it to him. “When I haven’t been fed or given coffee.”

  She grabbed the second plate with the omelet on it and they sat at the breakfast counter. A plate of toast was already set in the middle. Lincoln realized how small his place was, but he had never spent much time here so he didn’t care. Jessy deserved a house that she could decorate and where they could sit together and have breakfast. They could talk about their day. The vision warmed his heart.

  “We should go house hunting. Mmm, this is a good omelet.” He chewed the egg with cheese, onions, and tomatoes.

  “You want to move? This place seems fine for you,” she asked with mild curiosity and grabbed a piece of toast. “You don’t have jelly by the way. Who eats toast without jelly?”

  Lincoln smiled at her. “I meant for us silly. We need a house. You can fill the fridge with jelly if you want.”

  “Together?” She looked very surprised and he wanted to laugh out loud at her comical face. He had shocked the hell out of her. “Yes, together. This place is too small,” he replied logically.

  “We haven’t been dating all that long, Lincoln. What if you get bored with me or hate having me around all the time?” She bit her bottom lip with concern.

  He continued to eat, after all he worked up an appetite last night.

  “Not going to happen, Jessy,” he said with confidence. He wouldn’t give up until he convinced her to start her life with him permanently. Now that he was sure of his feelings for Jessy, he didn’t see why they had to wait for a certain amount of time to begin a life together. He wanted it done now. “You are it for me, love. I miss you when you’re not with me. I want to come home and find you here waiting for me.”

  She rolled her eyes. “If you say barefoot and pregnant I might just hit you.”

  The picture of her round with their son or daughter thrilled him. He smiled wide. “I like the idea. Sorry if that is not politically correct. I am a caveman, I admit it. I want you to stay home and be with the kids. Kids need a lot of attention.”

  “So when did you plan my life out?” She gave him an amused look, so he assumed she was not going to throw her plate at him.

  “Just now when I saw you at the stove cooking. I never wanted anyone around me for more than sex. That sounds awful, but I never connected with any of the women in my past. From the very beginning when I handed you that ticket and looked into your pretty green eyes, I saw my future. It scared me and I fought against it, but it’s like fighting against a tidal wave. Useless.” He surprised himself since he was not the romantic type. But his words were sincere.

  A tear rolled down her cheek and her lips trembled. She put her fork down and got up. She sat on his lap and laid her head on his shoulder. His hand rubbed her thighs. Her skin was so soft and silky. “How did I get so lucky to meet you, Lincoln? I swear you are the sweetest, best looking man on this planet and beyond. You belong to me and I plan on keeping you just so you know.”

  “Does this mean we can go house hunting?” He grinned, letting his hands roam upward and discovering she had no panties on. Interesting. He could definitely get used to this.

  She nodded and sniffed. She touched her forehead with his. “After we practice that move you taught me last night. I like being on top. Makes me feel powerful.”

  He laughed, feeling happiness surge through his veins. Why did he think he had liked his old orderly life?

  She stood up. She reached out her hand for him to take. He did, he was no fool.

  “You belong to me, Jessy Marie Fallon. For always.” That was his pledge to her.

  Chapter Twelve

  “Are you sure about this, bro?” Abel looked at him wide eyed with surprise. Lincoln wanted to smile at his brother’s face of shock. He never thought he’d surprise his older brother, but he did. He wished he could take a picture.

  “I am,” he said firmly. “We haven’t been together long, but I know how I feel. I love that girl. I want to marry this girl, Abel. I just didn’t want to scare her too much by going too fast. I figured I get her used to us living together then bring up making it permanent.

  Abel nodded in agreement, and Lincoln knew his brother had his back. “Okay then. Good luck with mom. She is going to demand a white wedding first. Especially after what I put her through.”

  Lincoln noticed the pain in his brother’s eyes despite his casual smile. Lincol
n wished for him to find a good woman like Jessy. Lincoln knew Jessy was strong and dependable, and that no matter what troubles life threw at them he would be able to depend on her. He wanted to spoil Jessy, but he also knew she would put her foot down when he got too overbearing.

  “I’ll handle the parents.” Lincoln sighed without much confidence. If his mom cried, his dad would get involved.

  He put his mind back on work. He promised Jessy he would go see her tonight at Kramer’s. He encouraged her to finish her degree online. Then she wouldn’t have to wear that damn uniform.

  Abel picked up a report off of his desk, his mind also getting back to work. “I had a talk with Judge Reynolds about Mike. He was evaluated mentally and suffers from depression and anxiety.”

  Lincoln nodded feeling his chest heavy with mixed emotions. He hated the fact that Mike scared the shit out of Lily and Jessy both. What he did was wrong, but he promised Jessy he’d do whatever he could to help the guy out for his mother’s sake.

  “He is going to get probation,” Abel continued. “The state also approved for a nurse to help out, giving him a break. He has to stay away from Jessy, though. He is obsessed with her and I don’t like it.”

  Lincoln sat up in his chair, feeling concerned, too. “That makes me feel better, too. Jessy will be happy with the news. I don’t like it but she likes the damn kid.”

  “Having a compassionate heart is not a bad thing, Lincoln,” Abel reminded him. “She sympathizes with him. Melanie filled me in on some of the bad things those girls went through while that son of a bitch father drank himself to death.”

  “I know.” Lincoln hated what their father had done to his daughters. “I hate what he did. Lily is bitter, but Jessy just pushes it all away and moves forward. I worry about her, Abel. I’d feel better if she got angry and cried, let it all out.”

  “Just be there for her, Lincoln,” Abel sad sadly. “Okay. We’re done here. I’ll keep you updated with Jagger. You can go be with your woman.”

  Lincoln stood up. “See you later, bro. Oh, I ran into Lora Garcia. I think she really likes you.”

  Abel sat back in his chair and rubbed his chin. “I went and had dinner with her a few months back. We had nothing in common. Besides I am much too busy around here.”

  Lincoln knew how stubborn his brother was so he let the subject drop. His brother would have to open his eyes sooner or later. For now, he was going to make sure no assholes tried to pick up his woman.

  * * * *

  “That was torturous,” Lincoln complained as they walked to her car in the parking lot.

  Jessy hung on to his arm, enjoying the cool night breeze that was flowing tonight. She felt so happy, but it was also surreal, like it wouldn’t last.

  “I’m the one who worked eight hours in heels,” Jessy reminded him. “I’m the one who got my ass slapped.”

  He stopped in mid-step and looked back at the building as if thinking about going back in there.

  “Who was it?” He growled and she giggled.

  “Never mind,” she told him, pulling him to her car. “You were too busy in a dead stare with Gary.”

  “Just making sure he knew to stay away from you,” Lincoln scoffed. “I saw you and Nancy having a talk. What was that all about?”

  Jessy sighed, feeling upset all over again. “Nancy was just talking about Mike being mentally ill and how glad she was he was let go. They talk about him like he’s a monster and their life was in danger working with him. It pisses me off, Lincoln. I know what he did is wrong, but I don’t believe he would ever have hurt me or any of them, Lincoln.”

  Lincoln put his arm around her shoulder as they walked. “I know, Jessy. People are going to gossip about him. Ignore it. He is getting help now and hopefully that will help him get better. We will keep an eye on him and make sure he gets any help he needs.”

  “You’re right, I suppose.” She shook her sadness away. Mike had all the help he needed to make his life a little better. It was all up to him now. They reached her car and she unlocked her car door. She smiled up at Lincoln. “Should I follow you to your place, Officer Ramirez?”

  He grinned. “Yes, ma’am, you better. I have plans for you.”

  She arched her eyebrow, feeling so aroused. No matter how many times they made love she never got tired of it. She looked forward to it. “Yeah? Anything interesting?”

  He took her mouth in a hot steamy kiss that went on for minutes. When he let her go, they were both breathing hard. His eyes gleamed with determination. She loved that look in his eyes. “Does that give you a hint?”

  She blushed and nodded. Her pussy throbbed already, and she couldn’t wait to get to his place.

  “I’ll be behind you so keep to the speed limit or that ass will be turning red,” he warned heading for his car.

  Jessy rolled her eyes and got in her car. Having him follow her home made her feel one hundred percent better. She hated the feeling of waiting to see if Jagger was going to show up or give up.

  * * * *

  The cool water did nothing to quench the fire she started in him. Lincoln explored her mouth in a deep kiss filled with love and desire. She wanted to shower before getting into his bed, but he was too impatient. He wondered if she realized how addicted he was to having her close to him and naked? He never thought the day would come when this would happen, but he loved everything about her. He loved how she tasted and how eager she was to please him, as if just the touch of her hands on his body wasn’t enough, or a smile coming from her sweet lips didn’t make his pulse pick up speed and go haywire.

  She looked up at him with such love he felt himself getting emotional. She was petite compared to him and he felt so protective of her. The thought of Jagger touching her, harming her sent him into a rage.

  He pressed her against the tiled wall. She gave him that smile, letting him know she was ready to receive him. He aligned his cock with her pussy and slid right in. She was ready and willing to accommodate him. He heard her small gasp as his cock went all the way in to her pussy. She wrapped those long legs around his waist, her pussy muscles clamping down on him. His hands went right to her plump ass, pulling her in as close as possible.

  “Never better than this, Jessy,” he swore. The water sprayed over their bodies. He thrust in and out of her, loving the feeling and wanting it forever. He wanted to come home from work and straight into her arms.

  Her fingernails gripped his back. “Oh yes, harder, Lincoln. I’m so close,” she whispered against his neck, nipping his skin and sending shivers through his body. He rocked his hips harder and faster, knowing he too was close, but not wanting it to end just yet.

  He felt her body tighten up and knew she was close. She cupped his cheek and looked into his eyes. “I love you, Lincoln.”

  He kissed her tenderly. “I love you, Jessy.”

  He thrusted in and out of her, his heartbeat increasing with excitement. He felt her climax and knew he couldn’t hold it back any longer. He buried his face in her neck and thrust a few more times. He felt himself explode inside of her, filling her with his seed. It was such a primitive feeling of making love without any barriers. Someday his seed would stay planted in her womb, and they would have a child together. The thought didn’t scare him like he thought it would, it melted his heart instead.

  Chapter Thirteen

  “Are you sure about this?” Jessy asked her sister with concern. She felt like her first child was grown up and ready to take off into the cold, cruel world. Jessy looked at Lincoln and he immediately read her thoughts. He sent her an understanding look and pulled her in for a hug.

  Lily rolled her eyes, sharing a look with Melanie. “Geez, Jessy. I will be five minutes away from you, not five hours.”

  Lily and Melanie wanted to rent an apartment in town and be roommates. Melanie shook her head and looked at Lily. “My mom cried and my dad demanded to talk to the landlord to see what kind of immoral things went on in there. He probably asked for all the names
of the tenants, too. How humiliating is that? No wonder I’m a virgin at twenty-one.”

  “You will be one until at least thirty or forty,” Lincoln warned his sister. He looked at Jessy with humor in his eyes. “Abel went with him. I would have gone but the poor man is in his late sixties. I was afraid we’d give him a heart attack.” Lincoln laughed. “It will be safe, Jessy. Plus, they have a pool which we can invade from time to time.”

  “There goes my pool party ideas,” Melanie teased her brother. “All those muscled men in speedos rubbing oil all over us.”

  Lincoln threw a napkin at his sister. They had just finished dinner. Rosario’s Italian restaurant was charming and the food was delicious.

  “I guess it’s good to spread your wings,” Jessy relented, knowing it would help Lily grow and become the confident woman she should be. “I am going to miss you, Sis. Who will watch scary movies with me and remind me to get offline and eat?”

  Jessy had lessened her hours at the bar and started her online classes to finish her accounting degree. Lincoln was thrilled. He hated the skimpy uniform she wore to work. He wanted her to wear a sweater over it, but she had laughingly refused.

  “Me,” Lincoln answered, playing with a strand of her hair. He loved touching her all the time. “I’ll just move into your rental until we find our own house. It gives us time to find something we love.” They had looked at a few, but none of them had struck a chord with either of them. They wanted something that had room for a family. Jessy wanted to wait until she finished her degree to start having children.