by Lacey, Leila
“Good Morning, Granny!” Shelby said to her grandmother on her way to her chair.
“Good Morning, Baby!” Queenie said hugging her tightly as she leaned in to her. “You are absolutely glowing, baby girl, you must be enjoying the pleasures of a man on a daily basis,” she finished winking at Logan.
“Lord, there she goes. Let me get in my hug before Granny gets started,” Greyson said to his sister as he hugged her. Ivy Meade was sitting on the leather sofa quietly taking it all in. Ivy and Shelby were still getting to know each other. There were so many things she still did not understand about who her mother was. “Mother Meade, thank you for coming,” Shelby said to her getting comfortable next to Logan on the love seat.
Smiling, Ivy said, “Good Morning, Shelby. I am so glad to see that you are doing so well.”
“Thank you,” Shelby said smiling.
“Baby, I know that you don’t want to talk about this, but we called everyone here for you to tell them something. Don’t you think you should start?” Logan said rubbing her back.
“Oh yeah, I am sorry,” Shelby whispered. Taking a deep breath, Shelby went on to tell her family the story of how she had ended up in an accident, pausing every now and then for the sharp intakes of breath that came from the people in the room. When she stopped, Sarah and Ivy were in tears, Grey was leaning against the fireplace with his head against the mantle absorbing it all and Cassidy was looking at Shelby with love and support.
“Dear God! Jackson, what did you do?” Sarah said out loud but talking to herself obviously because Jackson was not there.
“He has signed the contract on him going straight to hell with flaming drawers on. That’s what he did!” Queenie said. “I swear the last time I am going to get up out of this seat is going to be to put my foot in my son’s ass.”
“Why do you all believe this?” Savannah said. “She is lying! Why would Daddy all of a sudden hire someone to rape her on the side of the road?” she said, standing up and pacing the room. “Shelby, how dare you tarnish Daddy’s name like this! I mean it’s not like we can get this guy’s side of the story. Shelby killed him to make sure of that.” Savannah’s defense of her father surprised everyone in the room because since he had made his announcements, Savannah had not seen or spoken to him.
Jumping up out of her seat, Cassidy said, “She didn’t say he set her up to be raped, you fucking basket case. Which one of your personalities are we talking to now? Savannah or Hoe bag Barbie?” she finished walking across the room in disgust with Savannah’s response.
“Eat shit and die, Cassidy!” Savannah said.
Opening the closet she ended up standing next to, Cassidy pointed into the closet and looked at Savannah, “In Sybil, let the grown folks talk?” she said.
“You two really need to grow up,” Logan said tired of all the bickering. “Cassidy, stop letting her push your buttons. She is doing it on purpose and you are better than that. This is about Shelby, not you!” Logan finished.
“You are right. I am sorry, Shel!” Cassidy said walking over to Shelby and hugging her.
“Granny, Momma, I am telling you right now that I am convening a Board of Directors meeting to force Daddy to step down as CEO. It’s time that he not have that much power behind him to be the monster that he is,” Greyson finally said.
“Grey, that is not going to work. You are not the first born,” Queenie said to her grandson. “I understand your anger but your grandfather had specific contracts drawn out for just this reason. The only one that can overthrow your disgraceful father is Shelby,” she finished.
“Granny, you think that Daddy should remain the head of this family!?” Greyson yelled at his grandmother.
“Has every man in this family lost his sensibilities?” Queenie said turning toward her grandson.
“I am sorry, Granny,” Greyson said, dropping his head.
“Grey, I realize that you are upset. But you better remember who you are talking to, boy,” Queenie said to Greyson.
“Of course I do not approve of your father’s actions. He almost got your sister killed. I am stating the facts. You cannot do that, only Shelby can.”
“Then I will!” Shelby said to her grandmother. The entire room went so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
“Do what, Shelby?” Logan asked.
“Grey, I am going to need your help,” Shelby said looking at her brother who nodded in agreement. “But I am doing it. I am going to knock Daddy off his thrown if it’s the last thing I do.”
“Shelby...” Sarah started to say to her daughter but Shelby cut her off.
“Momma, this is not about revenge. This is about what’s right. Daddy has used his position in the business and the family to hurt every member of this family,” she said to her mother. “I am not going to let Daddy destroy the Beasley name. He can either step down,” she paused, “or we will force him to,” Shelby said looking her brother in the eye.
“That’s my baby girl!” Queenie said from her chair. “Excuse the visual but rip his balls off and shove them down his throat. That is not the man my husband and I raised, and I will not stand for him being called my son.”
CHAPTER SIX
“Hello,” Shelby said answering her home phone. She was actually shocked to hear it ring because everyone called her on her cell.
“Hey, Sexy,” Logan said. He was standing on Shelby’s front stoop with two dozen pink roses, a six pack of beer, his gardening gloves and his very own pruning scissors. Shelby had told him she was going to start working on her garden today when he was helping her with her physical therapy. Logan and Shelby were spending all of their free time together. They still had not made love since she had gotten home from the rehab center. Logan had a severe case of aquamarine balls that were out of this world. Actually, he was about three steps past blue balls, but he was willing to take his time. Logan knew that Shelby was the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. He still struggled with the classism differences of her world and his but Logan was going to do everything he could to deal with his “issues” as Lance liked to put it so that Shelby knew he would never hurt her.
“Hi, Logan!” Shelby said. “How are you?”
“Well, I was doing fine until I drove past your house and I saw flowers on your porch,” Logan said.
“Is there something I should know about, Shelby?” he finished trying not to laugh.
“What?” Shelby said walking to her front door. When she opened it and saw Logan standing there, she threw herself into his arms kissing him. Logan picked her up and carried her into the house and closed the door.
“Well, damn!” Logan said in pleased shock, “if I had known that was the type of response I could get, I would have brought you a six pack every day,” he finished teasing her.
Shelby slapped him on the chest and took the roses from him to put them in a vase. Smiling as she walked to the kitchen, she said, “Oh shut up, you know that I am thanking you for the flowers,” she said sniffing them. Shelby was wearing a pair of black yoga pants and a crop t-shirt that said Bow down To the Curves across the chest. When she turned around to walk into the kitchen, Logan was treated to a beautiful shot of her deliciously thick round ass. His dick was instantly hard; Shelby was not what society would say was sexy but to him she was almost too sexy because of the softness of the curves in her body when she wrapped her arms about him. Logan took every opportunity to grab her hips and pull her close. She always smelled of hyacinth, lilacs, and coconuts. Just looking at her now standing there with small amount of sweat on her skin from her workout, she looked like a delicious piece of chocolate slowly melting in the sun. Logan turned to sit the beers on the table to adjust himself so Shelby would not know what he was thinking. Logan loved Shelby inside and out and he wanted her to know that. Turning around and seeing him standing there with a hard on would probably not be that convincing.
“What are you doing here?” Shelby said as she was coming out of the kitchen.
“The old lady gloves and weird scissors weren’t a hint?” Logan said to her holding them up and laughing.
“No! Didn’t I see those in your amour last week?” Shelby said sarcastically sticking her tongue out at him.
“AMOUR?” Logan said loudly using an overly excessive southern drawl scratching his crotch. “What the hell is an amour woman? We hicks put our clothes in Hefty bags and call it a day!” Shelby and Logan had gotten comfortable enough with each other that they could tease other about the misconceptions between two classes.
“Is that why you always smell like old gym shoes?” Shelby said sarcastically. Before Shelby knew it, she was being swung into Logan’s arms. “I got your gym shoe!” Logan swung her around in the air as she squealed, sitting on the couch with her in his lap. Logan slid his hand up her cheek looking into her eyes. “I am so glad I didn’t lose you,” he whispered.
Their lips met tongues passionately exploring each other's mouths. As Logan went to end the kiss, Shelby bit at his bottom lip with her teeth.
“Can I ask you something?” Shelby whispered to him, kissing along his jaw line.
Logan leaned his head back and closed his eyes enjoying the feel of her straddling him and her kissing down his neck. “You can ask me anything you want,” he said.
Sitting back in his lap, she put both her hands on his face and pulled his head back up to make him look her in the eye. “I want you to look me in the eye when I ask you this,” she said.
“OK.”
“Why haven’t you tried to make love to me yet? Is it my scars?” Shelby whispered.
“No, No baby no!” Logan said kissing her all over her face. “I was giving you time to feel better. I didn’t want to rush you,” Logan said pulling her closer.
“Logan, these last few weeks with you have been so amazing. After everything, I am scared I am going to wake up and this time with you is going to be just a dream,” Shelby whispered to him
Logan stroked her cheeks and whispered, "If this is a dream, then I want to sleep forever." Their lips met again kissing and sucking passionately and deeply. Shelby wrapped her legs around his waist. She could feel his hardened dick as it sat perfectly in the little valley of her pussy lips through her clothes. She moved herself up and down and could feel his dick throb with excitement. They were looking deeply into each other's eyes and she was able to read how intensely this man cared for her.
Shelby kissed away a tear that slowly rolled down Logan’s cheek, “What’s wrong?" she whispered.
Logan said, "I have never felt anything like this; a connection with someone where it feels like they touch my soul as well as my flesh.”
Shelby’s heart swelled at Logan’s confession of happiness and love. She leaned forward and kissed him tenderly. She knew this was a love of a lifetime. The thing romance novels and stories that ended happily were modeled after. It was real; it was so strong a feeling that it seemed to hang in the air between them. Logan slid his hands down to Shelby’s hips and gently lifted her up and closer to him. She felt his hot breath on her neck as he kissed the hollow at the base of her throat. Shelby felt the head of his swollen dick press against her slit and wanted nothing more than to set herself down on him. Logan wanted to taste and tease more.
With Shelby still raised and close to him, Logan got up and gently laid Shelby on her back on the plush area rug. Logan slowly undressed Shelby. His hands were a little rough but the feeling of them on her skin was heavenly. Shelby looked into Logan’s eyes as he propped himself up over her and saw the wonder of a man in love with a woman. Shelby knew this newfound purity in love was new to him, a new experience. Shelby turned her head to the side and kissed his arm. She loved the feeling of his skin against her lips.
Sitting back on his knees, Logan looked lovingly at Shelby’s body. His interest was evident by his erect member jutting from his shorts. Shelby watched how it swayed as he moved, like a tree in the wind. Logan put his hands on Shelby’s legs and pushed them apart. Her pussy was wet and willing to be explored. Logan trailed his hand down her chest touching her breast and lightly pinching her erect nipples. Shelby was thrilled by the gentle pinch; the slight pain it brought made her pussy tingle. His hands continued down her body, over her soft plush curves drawing slow patterns on her stomach. Using both hands, Logan traced patterns on her stomach and sides. The sensation was enough to quicken her heart as she waited for them to find her longing pussy. She gasped as she felt him lightly trail his fingers over her soft black heart-shaped patch of pubic hair. "I love the way your pussy looks. It's beautiful with your soft, pink lips."
Shelby spread her legs a little wider as an invitation for Logan to explore the soft wet folds of her. She wanted his fingers in her badly and he was torturing her by delaying the touch she desperately craved. Logan's finger slid up and down Shelby's slippery wet slit. He licked his finger and commented on how good her pussy tasted. Lying down beside her on his side, Logan laid Shelby's leg over him and slowly slipped a finger into her as he looked into her beautiful eyes.
Shelby felt the second finger work its way into her and sighed heavily. His fingers felt so good as they slowly fucked her pussy. Logan pulled his hand away from Shelby's wet box and rubbed her nipples with the wet cum that coated his fingers. Leaning over, he greedily licked the wetness from Shelby's delicate pink nipples. His hand went straight back down and started working again on her pussy. Shifting her position slightly by sliding herself up and pushing her ass back against Logan, Shelby was able to feel the head of his dick rest in the little junction between her leg and pussy as his fingers still worked their magic. He spoke softly of her beauty and how being with her made him feel.
The words were so soft and tender that Shelby would remember them and his voice forever. She never wanted this to end. The muscles in his forearms rippled as his fingers worked. Shelby watched them move out of the corner of her eye and placed her hand on his arm so she could feel them move under his skin. His fingers seemed to know just how she liked to be touched. This man was definitely meant to be her lover on so many levels. They were a perfect fit in every way; there wasn't any doubt in either of their minds.
They held each other's gaze and shared a silent connection that was stronger than anything either of them had ever felt. Shelby reached down and played with the tip of Logan's dick. She could feel the slippery pre-cum on his head and slowly dragged her finger through it, making it slick and wet feeling. She loved how silky the skin of his dick felt. The firmness excited her; she had waited a long time to feel him inside her and tonight was the night she would. It felt stiff and hot nestled in the little hollow between her pussy and leg; her desire for it to be inside her was most overwhelming. Shelby lifted her ass a little higher and shifted up a little more. With her fingers, she guided him to the opening of her pussy and teased herself with his swollen head.
The mixture of Logan’s' pre-cum and Shelby's already dripping pussy allowed her to easily slide just his head inside her. Logan withdrew his hand and pulled Shelby closer. Shelby gasped as his dick thrust a little deeper into her waiting pussy. Logan's dick was hard as steel and it felt like heaven in Shelby's pussy. She reached down and grasped Logan's balls in her hand. The feeling of his shaved balls in her hand made her squirm. She was dripping wet and her pussy juice had already made Logan's balls wet and slippery. Logan moved Shelby around so that he was now on top of her. Grasping her leg, he pulled it further over him. He thrust himself deep and hard into Shelby's pussy, and for a moment she felt as if she could pass out from the overwhelming sexual intensity.
This was the closest they could possibly be. They were one in body as well as spirit. The connection they now shared reached beyond the physical plane. Time and space no longer existed in either of their minds. Shelby felt as if he would never reach the end as he slid his dick into her hot wet pussy. It felt like he reached so deep into her, and was a satisfying feeling; the feeling of being filled by a love she knew was predetermined just for them.
Logan whispered, "I love you, Shelby. I want you with me forever," in her ear. He kissed her warm neck as he slid his hard dick in and out of her. Shelby started to sigh and breathe quickly, signaling the coming of an enormous, orgasmic wave. Logan felt the walls of her pussy gripping his pulsing dick still thrusting so deeply inside of her. Her sweet pussy felt like a soft hand tightly holding him. The snugness of Shelby's pussy was like a vice. It felt unbelievably good encompassing him. Shelby moaned, "Fuck me Logan. Fuck my pussy."
Logan's thrusts became quicker and more forceful. Shelby was rushing headlong toward the edge of an incredible orgasm. Shelby could feel the sweat running down Logan's chest as he thrust into her. She knew he was working hard to please her. His only goal was to make her feel loved, desired, cherished. She knew instinctively he believed with all his heart that he was sent here to please her, to protect her and to help her. He would do whatever it took to make sure she was satisfied. Shelby felt herself pushed over the edge. Her orgasm had reached the proportions of a tsunami, and she rode the tidal wave of pleasure with gritting teeth and a wild, convulsing, clenching pussy, now gushing cum.
Shelby moaned as her body shook. Her pussy was sopping wet, and the pussy juice made Logan’s dick very wet and slick. Shelby wanted to please Logan now, to return the ecstasy she had just received. Reaching down, Shelby gripped Logan's rigid member with her hand. She slid his dick out of her pussy and slapped it against her wet lips a few times. She loved the way their sensitive skin felt when it came together. Never taking her eyes from his, Shelby slid down Logan's body until her hot, hungry mouth was level with Logan's dick. It was dripping in Shelby's cum. Shelby could smell her soft scent of arousal on Logan. The sweet scent of her pussy on his dick drove Shelby insane with desire.