Something Forever

by M. Clarke

  “Oh, babe.” Max rolled his eyes back with an intense groaning sound. “I don’t think I can last. It’s been so long.”

  Max pulled out to make sure my needs were fulfilled. I didn’t know how long he played with my body, but I knew it was getting close to feeding time when I felt my breasts getting full.

  “I feel so guilty when I touch your breasts,” he murmured against my nipple. “When do you stop breast feeding?”

  I was at a loss for words when Max entered me again. “I don’t …” Moaning in pleasure, my hips moved in unison with Max’s. “Max …” Out of breath, out of my mind, my body felt so weak. “Max!” I screamed when I felt myself climaxing.

  “That’s it. Come for me, babe.” His hot breath scorched the side of my breast. Max was avoiding my nipples. It was as if they were off limits, but I wanted and needed for him to touch me there, too. As he continued to pump faster, I guided his hand to my breast. It was as if I had released a beast. He hissed with excitement. Max’s eyes grew greedy and dark, and he fondled them roughly. “Oh, Max,” I panted, releasing short, quick breaths, and sounds I don’t remember making blurted out of my mouth.

  “Jenna...I need to...I have to…” he continued to say, rocking faster and harder.

  “I want to be on top,” I said.

  That got his attention. I shoved him over so fast that he was in shock. Now I was the wild beast. I flung the tie around my neck and licked and kissed him all the way down.

  Max squirmed. “Jenna.”

  “I want you to scream my name, Max,” I requested as I continued to taste his long, thick dick.

  Max rewarded me with that sexy, cocky grin. “Sit on me.”

  I pushed onto him and rode him hard and fast.

  “I’ve created a sex monster,” Max groaned, taking in the pleasure. I could tell he was beyond his limit. “Jenna,” he screamed my name. His hands on my hips moved to my breasts. I leaned lower, wanting to have my naked body touch his, to feel his warmth, to feel every part of him.

  Max lifted his hips and bent his knees to thrust deeper. That put us both over the edge and I was screaming. “That’s it, baby. I’m coming, too.” The bed rocked to the rhythm of Max’s tempo, and I actually thought the bed was going to break. It felt like we were going to drop to the first floor with the bed. “I have to...I want to …” Max growled, and his mouth went straight to my nipple.

  Immediately, the sensation shot through my breasts just like it always did when Connor started drinking. Oh shit! As we both exploded from intense pleasure, Max’s face was getting a shower from my nipples. Milk was pouring on to his face. We both laughed like crazy. “Oh my God, Max. Get a towel.”

  It was the most hilarious thing to watch. Milk continued to pour down on me. Instead of getting a towel, Max carried me to the bathroom and turned on the water. “We need a shower, babe. A nice warm shower. Let me wash you up.”

  Max held me tenderly under the warm running water and kissed me gently, taking his time with long, soft strokes. “I love you, babe. Thank you for giving us a chance. Thank you for giving me a son. Thank you for making me so happy.”

  I leaned into him, touching his body with mine as much as I could. My heart expanded to it’s fullest from his words, from his caresses. “Thank you for making me believe I was worth fighting for. That I was worthy of your love.”

  Chapter 39

  Jenna

  Five years later

  “Surprise!” I heard as I walked in. I gazed around to see my family and friends gathered in a private room of the restaurant called Jazz Kitchen in Anaheim. A large square table was set in the middle of the room; a bouquet of beautiful flowers in a tall glass vase was set on the table. And lavender and white balloons were tied to the back table for decoration.

  “Happy thirtieth, babe,” Max kissed my forehead.

  “Thank you,” I thought I said. Standing there, stunned and silent, it felt like a dream as I smiled at our guests. Hopefully my smile didn’t look dorky, because I felt my lips tugged too close to my ears.

  “Jenna,” I heard a voice call. “I’m going to take Cassie from you.”

  “Mom.” I finally snapped out of my confusion. Feeling her arms around me, she took my six-month old daughter out of my arms.

  Oh my God! It hit me. Max had thrown me a surprise party. “Jenna, Happy Birthday.” Becky, Nicole, and Kate gave me a hug all at once.

  “Thanks for coming?” I said, looking down. Christopher had let go of my hand. After he turned two, all he ever wanted to do was follow Connor around.

  “It was so hard to keep it away from you,” Becky exclaimed. “I was so afraid that I was going to slip.”

  “Well, you did a great job because I was completely clueless. Max told me that he had planned a special dinner for our family for my birthday and that we would spend the night at the Disney hotel, since it’s in walking distance. We also planned to go to Disneyland the next day. Wait.” I paused. “Are you going to Disneyland with us?”

  “They sure are.” Max placed his arms around me.

  “I can’t believe it. It’s going to be so much fun,” I squealed.

  “Let’s see how long we can handle standing in line with all of these kids,” Matthew added.

  “Before we discuss our itinerary, let’s eat first,” Max suggested. Taking my hand, he led me to the buffet that was set up just for our room. “Birthday mommy needs to eat. I already told Connor and Christopher to eat lunch. My mom helped them with their serving.”

  “Did I tell you how much I love you?” I asked, taking a plate that he offered out of his hand.

  “As many times as I tell you that you’re beautiful.”

  “That many?”

  “I still don’t think it’s enough.” Max winked; the one that sent all sorts of shivers through me.

  “You’re too good to me, you know that?”

  “I have to make sure Mrs. Knight is happy.” Max scooped a spoonful of vegetables and placed it on my plate.

  “Balloon, Mommy,” Christopher whined, tugging my dress.

  “You can have it after lunch,” Connor said. “I told him to stay with Grandma, but he wouldn’t listen.”

  “Would you like to sit with Mommy and Daddy?” I asked Christopher.

  With his head tilted back, his brown eyes were wide open. Christopher nodded with the most adorable pouty face.

  “Can I sit with Addison and Shawn?” Connor asked. “We want to play super heroes. I’m Superman. Addison is Supergirl. And since Shawn is younger than me, he’s Superboy.” Conner lifted both of his arms to show us his muscles.

  Max chuckled lightly. “Yes, you may, but we need to see how much you ate before you throw your plate away.”

  “Okay, Dad.” Connor took off with his hands in the air.

  As I watched him dash off, I gazed upon my mom and Ellen doting on Cassie while they ate. And the dads were talking about golf. It was such a sweet sight. I’d heard horror stories about in-laws unable to get along, but not in our case. Thank God!

  “Mason is so cute,” Kate said, taking a bite of her fish.

  “He’s such a lucky boy to finally have parents who will love him,” Nicole added. “How old is he again?”

  “He’s almost two,” Matthew replied, spoon-feeding Mason, who was sitting next to him. “He’s still getting used to us speaking English. We hired a nanny that speaks Chinese to help us through the transition. It’s only been two weeks, but he’s adjusted pretty well. It took us longer to adopt than we had planned. We were still deciding which country to adopt our child from, but we finally decided on China.”

  “Did you name him after a family member in your family?” Keith asked, placing his cup down after taking a sip.

  “Actually,” Matthew started to say, chuckling. “He’s named after a paranormal young adult character Becky likes to read about.”

  That got everyone’s attention. “Really? That’s awesome.” Keith grinned.

  Matthew’s tone rose
with excitement. “He’s named after a descendant of God. He can shoot lightning bolts out of his fingertips. He’s bad ass, I tell you.”

  We all burst out in laughter. “Seems like someone read that book. What’s it called?” Max teased.

  Matthew shrugged his shoulders. “From Gods. But just the part where he did things with his bolt of energy to make Skylar go crazy for him. You know...I have to make Becca happy.”

  “Oh God! Matthew!” Becky lightly punched him. I totally understood the reason for that slap. Becky was not the shy type, but she certainly was around her in-laws. Sex was one topic that was off limits with parents for the both of us. Becky looked at me and cringed.

  Kate glanced at her husband. “What are you laughing about? You should read that book.”

  Everyone started laughing again. “Let’s change the subject. We have kids here,” Max murmured, gazing at Addison and Connor. They were staring at us with wide, curious eyes.

  “Wow. Mason can shoot lightning?” Connor admired.

  “No, no, no,” I said quickly while we continued to laugh, but now it was from Connor’s question. We had to start being careful of what we said. Connor was more observant about what we discussed these days. “Uncle Matthew was joking.”

  “Oh,” he chuckled. And just like that he picked up his fork to eat again and turned his attention to Addison and Shawn.

  “Excuse us for a moment,” Becky said out of the blue. “Jenna, Kate, Nicole, I need to talk to you.”

  We followed Becky to the back. It was the first time I’d seen my birthday cake. Max had it made from my favorite bakery. It was decorated Louisiana-style to match the atmosphere of the restaurant. It even had a beautiful mask on the top.

  Becky placed a box in front of us. “I was originally going to get it for Jenna as her birthday gift, but I couldn’t help myself. I had to get it for all of us.”

  “Becky, you didn’t have to do that,” Kate scolded playfully.

  “Open it.” Becky looked so excited. She was practically holding her breath. “I can’t wait for you to see it.”

  “It’s beautiful. Oh, Becky.” I hugged her tightly with tears in my eyes.

  “I love this,” Nicole added. “It has my baby’s names. Shawn and Sarah.”

  “Mine, too.” Kate held hers up. “Kristen and Kelly.”

  Becky reached into her shirt and pulled something out. “See. I was trying to hide it. I got one, too. It’s sterling silver, so make sure to take good care of it.” The names of her children were imprinted on the bottom of the circular pendants that were layered from small to big, Addison and Mason.

  Placing the pendants on the palm of my hand, I reflected on the years when Becky and I first became roommates.

  “How many children do you want?” I asked Becky as we sat on the sofa, sipping our tea on a cold winter night.

  “I think two. I don’t think I can handle more than two kids fighting together,” Becky snorted. “My sister and I used to fight all the time. Drove my mom crazy. How about you?”

  “At least three. Two boys and a girl. But I’m a bit afraid that I may take after my mom and will have a hard time conceiving.”

  Becky snapped out of her thoughts and started laughing. I knew she was thinking dirty thoughts. “Well, think of it this way. You can have lots of sex trying.”

  I had to laugh at her humor. “I hope sex is good.”

  “If you meet the right husband it will be.” Becky blew into her cup and took a sip.

  “If that ever happens.” I ran my finger around the rim, wondering whom I would end up getting married to.

  “You will, Jenna. You have a beautiful heart. I have no doubt you will marry a man with the same heart. I’ll make sure of it,” she stated and winked.

  “The same goes for you, Becky.”

  “I hope so,” she sighed. “With my luck of men these days, who knows?”

  “Someone great is waiting for us out there.”

  “I hope they’re wonderful.”

  “Yeah...I hope one day we’ll get our something forever.”

  “Jenna, are you okay?” I heard Becky’s voice.

  I blinked my eyes as I snapped back to reality. “Yeah. I was just thinking about what we said to each other when we first became roommates.

  Becky nodded with a small smile. I could tell from her expression she knew exactly what I was talking about.

  “Could you help me with this?” I asked.

  After Becky put on my necklace, she swung her arms around my shoulders. “Group hug.”

  Kate and Nicole squeezed in as we held each other tightly. From my position, I could see Max and Matthew smiling at us. Their faces were full of love, care, and understanding. Then my vision shifted to all of the children. Thinking about them always warmed my heart. I thanked God for my life. So much had happened in the past seven years for Becky and me.

  This one insecure girl, who wanted everything to be safe, had changed. I had become the woman I was meant to be. The confident Jenna needed a man like Max to show me that I could trust and love again with all of my heart and soul. He made me feel beautiful. He made me feel desired. He showed me that I was worth fighting for. And that alone made me believe in us.

  Life was full of surprises. Sometimes the surprises were not so good, but the good ones made my life even better. Like Max and the unexpected pregnancy. At the end, those unexpected surprises were the ones that brought the most joy in my life. I could not imagine my life without Max and my children. As I looked at them, my heart expanded with so much happiness that it couldn’t possible get any fuller.

  I didn’t want to think about “what if I had never given Max a chance?” The truth was, Max and I were meant for each other. One way or another, we would have found each other at the right time and place. This I knew for sure from the bottom of my heart. I couldn’t imagine my life with anyone else and I never would. He was my something great. My life was something wonderful as I gazed at my family and friends. And now...we would live for something forever.

  Something Amazing (Spin-off of Something Great Series)

  Coming January 12, 2015

  Prologue

  Rachel

  “Hi Rachel. It’s good to hear from you.”

  “Hey, Becky,” I said softly, trying not to break down over the phone. It was the last thing I wanted to do. “Is Matthew with you?” I thought bringing up Matthew to divert the attention would help, but it didn’t.

  She chuckled lightly. “Sorry. Matthew was tickling me. He says hi.”

  “Tell him I said hi, too.”

  “Is everything okay? You’ve never called me this late before. I mean, its nine o’clock here, but it’s midnight in New York.”

  “I...it’s just that. I’m going to take a mini vacation.”

  “What happened?” My sister’s voice was concerned. If she was lying in bed, I could imagine her getting up.

  I tried my best to maintain composure, but her big sisterly voice—the voice that always soothed me when I felt anger, hurt, or any type of emotion that needed reassurance—made me utterly lose it. Tears immediately burst free, which she definitely heard it. “We broke up.”

  “What? Why?” Her tone reached another level of pitch.

  “It’s kind of Matthew’s fault.” My lips quivered as tears ran down my cheek.

  I heard a slap and Matthew’s shout. “Ouch! What was that for? You better watch it, Becca, ’cause you’re turning me on. I don’t care if it’s your baby sister on the phone. I’ll make you come big time. She’ll be hearing Matthew and Becca porn.”

  Oh my God! I let out a snort. That seemed to stop the tears for a bit. “Don’t hurt him. He didn’t do anything.”

  “I’ll be right back,” I heard her tell Matthew. “Okay, sorry about that, Rachel. What do you mean you and Greg broke up? What happened? Tell me everything.”

  Tell her everything? Where do you start when there is so much to tell? “I don’t love him anymore.”

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nbsp; “Are you sure?”

  “Becky...remember when you told me about Jenna. How she was going out with a safe guy, but her heart wasn’t really there.”

  “Yes.”

  “I think that’s how it is with me. I just didn’t know it until I saw how Max and Matthew were. When you hear about it, it’s one thing, but when you see it with your own eyes, it becomes real. My eyes were opened when I came to visit you. I love Greg, I’ve loved him for the past two years, but I don’t think he’s the one for me.”

  “As much as I really like Greg, I’m on your side. If you’re not happy with him, then it’s better that you found out sooner rather than later.”

  “I want to know what it feels like to love, and be loved, the way you and Matthew love each other. There’s so much respect, honesty, and...passion.” I was kind of shy saying the last word, but that was a big deal in a relationship. Sex was a big deal.

  “Did you talk to Greg about this?”

  “I did. The problem is that he’s a great guy, but there’s …” I couldn’t finish the sentence.

  “Well, look. Surely, you and Greg were not meant to be. You’re still so young, fresh out of college. You should date around.”

  I released a heavy sigh and sniffed. “I know. There’s a part of me that feels relief, and a part of me that’s hurting.” The tears that I’d tried to keep at bay escaped at the corner of my eyes.

  “I understand. I’m so sorry. Breaking up is hard to do, especially when you’ve been together for so long. Want to come visit me?”

  “Actually, the reason why I called was to let you know that I’m going to go to Kauai with Stacey.”

  “Your roommate, Stacey?”

  “Yes. Don’t worry. I’ll make it to your wedding rehearsal.”

  “Okay. Do Mom and Dad know?”

  “Yes. They know about the break up and my trip. I’m sure they’ll be calling you tomorrow.”

  “Thanks for the warning.”