by KC Royale
“Margerie, I swear for God… you better stop that freedom of speech crap, or you’ll make me take back the earrings I gave you yesterday.” We both started laughing, and then she hugged me, kissed my cheek.
“I’m happy for you. I know he loves you.” She stated, and smiled at me.
“Oh yeah, and how do you know that?” I asked, as we headed back into the kitchen, and I set my bag on the kitchen island.
“How could I not know...? I am your sister, and I know love when I see it.”
“Love?” My mother blurted. “Who do you know that loves her, Margerie?” We both looked up at our mother, then back at each other, I sighed. The last thing I wanted was to have a conversation with my mother or sister, while I looked, and felt like, I’d been fucked to one inch of my life by my husband.
“Mother, how are you? How was New York?” I asked her, hoping to dodge the topic all together. I still wasn’t sure of my parents’ feelings on JP, and I needed to broach the topic in my own way, and on my terms. Hopefully.
“New York was fine, everything is set up, and he will start in the fall. Now, back to this love topic… care to enlighten me?” She smiled.
"Not really.” I mumbled.
“Kat, you know I support you in whatever you do.” She cajoled, as she hugged and kissed my cheek. I was thankful that I had taken another bath with JP, before leaving the condo. With all the kisses and hugs I’ve gotten already, they would had smelled sex on me, indefinitely.
“Well, Johnathan, and I are going to give it another go.” I blurted out, and she gasped.
“Johnathan, as in your ex-husband and billionaire, Johnathan Pierce?” She asked incredulously.
“Yep.” I grabbed my purse from the counter, being done with this conversation. As I walked past her, she gently grabbed my arm.
“Kat, it may be hard to get him to get married again. He is worth billions, and he’s—”
“We never divorced mom. He never wanted to leave me. I left him, remember? Besides, he never signed the papers, because he waited for me. He still loves me, and I love him. Now, I’m going to bed, goodnight.” I left both of them in the kitchen. All I wanted, and needed to do, was sleep. But before I did, I found myself texting with JP, and afterwards I fell asleep with a smile on my face, with the scent of red and white roses next to my bed.
***
“Kathleen, how are you?” Blair asked, as she rose from her seat at the bistro we’d choose to meet at for lunch.
“I am doing great, Blair. I can't complain, and you?” I said as I approached her, smiling.
“Overworked and tired, you know… A day in the life of a lawyer.” We laughed, and hugged, I sat down. We were at a Café Luna’s, and it was a nice place. I had heard great things from my mother about the place while off grid. “Yeah, so how is the firm going?” I asked.
“It’s going well. It’s nice to be in charge, and to also have something to leave to my future kids.” She took a sip of her wine, and after I’d placed my drink order, I turned back to her.
“So, you’re going to repeat the cycle, with the trust fund and mandatory law degree with your future children?” She shuddered at my words, and I felt a twinge of guilt. I actually started to feel uncomfortable with her, for the very first time. Kat and B could talk like this, without any emotional insults being taken, or without any anxiety, but not Kathleen and this new Blair. No, they couldn’t do much, but just reminisce about the old days, and after almost two hours at the bistro, that’s all we did. I couldn’t understand it. Why did I have to tone down so much of my conversation with her now? Was she really that different from the Blair I knew and loved? Apparently so. Just as we started on another glass of wine, I received a text, and saw that it was JP. “Excuse me, Blair," As I looked at my phone.
Him- Baby?
Me- Yes?
Him- So you admit that you're my baby?
Me- Yes, I am. How may I help you?
Him- I have a million ways you can help me, baby.
Me- I bet you do. I’m with Blair right now. Am I seeing you later?
Him- Yes, meet me at the ballroom where your event was held, at seven.
Me- Why there?
Him- That night changed my life, seeing you there for the first time. Seven okay?
Me- Sure
Him-See you soon, KP
Me- Asshole ;)
Him- ;)
I put my phone away, and realized that I was grinning from ear to ear, and Blair was gazing at me. “I know that was a man. They are the only ones that can result that kind of smile.”
“Yes, it was a man. Not just any man, my man.” I stated.
“What’s his name? Maybe you can meet my man, and I can meet yours one day soon?” She asked, taking another sip of her wine.
“You know mine already. Johnathan Pierce, ring a bell?” She spat out her wine and gasped for air, the shock made her look pale.
“Johnathan, from Morris high?” She coughed.
“The same. Are you alright, Blair?”
“I guess I’m in shock. You guys were married.”
“We’re still married. Just lost our way a little bit when we were younger, but things are better now. He’s the love of my life, and I am his, from what he says.” I smirked.
“Wow, your relationship with him... I always felt, ruined our friendship somewhat. So, I guess I have some pent up aggression towards him. Sorry.” She uttered.
“Don’t be. I’m happy, and we’re good. What more could I ask for? Time goes on.”
“It does, and I’m happy for you both. I had no clue you two were still an item.” She digressed.
“Yeah, a lot of people didn’t know.” I muttered, taking a sip of my wine. A lot of people really didn’t know, including me.
“But the papers says—”
“Lies. Case closed.” I snapped, causing her to flinch back from the table.
“Okay then, well tell him I said hello, would you?”
“Sure.” I stated, we got the check, and went our separate ways. In more ways than one, I felt. I left that lunch feeling like it was time to move on, live my life in the present, and not the past. I would always love Blair, but she was right, my relationship with JP did change our friendship. It gave me the love of my life, and catapulted her into the person she is today. I was happy for her, and I was happy knowing that we both had reached our destinies, but she was another person now. In life you either grow together, or you grow apart, it was obvious that we had grown apart. I knew by her reaction to my news, that she and JP would always be at odds. I would deal with that, and do what’s best for us all. Once I figured that out.
***
I arrived at the ballroom at exactly seven, in a black dress, without any panties. It was empty now, there were dining tables everywhere, covered in linen and silverware. The stage was bare as I walked towards it. I had texted JP that I was in route, but he only replied “ok.” I headed near the stage, and over to the same spot where I had first seen JP, and I smiled. “Baby?” I heard him call, and I turned to see that he was walking towards me, with a black suit on, looking edible. With each one of his determined strides, he looked as if he was on a runway in Milan. He was just gorgeous. I couldn’t move, and I started pant, and with each breath I felt myself getting wetter. He walked into me, and kissed me, walking me back into the wall that was only five steps away. His mouth hot and greedy on mine, he groaned and deepened the kiss, as I moaned into his mouth.
I felt his hand grab my ass, pushing me against his erection at my stomach. I began trembling, as we kissed and kissed. When he finally pulled back, he was panting slowly, and then he smiled at me. I was sure I looked like someone who was drunk on love. His touch still did things to me that I couldn’t fathom. It was crazy for someone to have that much of an effect on you. His hand slid around from my ass, and onto my thigh, as he looked into my eyes. The closer he got to my pussy, I began to whimper. He slid his fingers up the inside of my thigh, slowly. I closed my eye
s, trying to control my breathing. “JP, I—”
“Shhh, you're wet baby… I can smell your arousal.” His voice thick with desire, as he continued to trail up my thigh. Once he touched me there, I moaned softly, while biting my lip. “Naughty girl. No underwear tonight, I see.” I shuddered as he rubbed small circles around my clitoris, and my hips began following his rhythm. My hands ran up his arms and into his hair, as his arm circled my waist, as I panted close to his mouth. I cried out as he slipped two fingers inside of me, closing my eyes, tilting my head back on the wall, as he ran his tongue up and down my neck. His fingers moved slowly in and out of me, as he held me close, hovering over my mouth, as I cried out in pleasure.
“Oh, JP, please.” I groaned, and he moved his fingers faster, as he kissed me deeply, tasting me, taking me. By the time he withdrew his fingers, I was on the brink of orgasm, then I felt his cock being rubbed up against my wetness.
“Baby, you’re so wet for me. I need you now.” His voice hoarse with arousal.
“Only you.” He then lifted me, growling, he slammed into me, and I moaned loudly as I came hard.
“Fuck! You’re coming... let me feel you, baby.” He fucked me up against that wall as if he owned the hotel, as if the ballroom was soundproof. I silently wondered if either of those were true. My hands pulled at him in every way I could, touching him, squeezing, and pulling him closer. I began scratching him through his clothing, biting his shoulder and he groaned and growled into my neck. It was spontaneous sex, and it was amazing. Each thrust of his hips, my body contracted around him in waves. He kissed my mouth after I removed my teeth from his shoulder, his tongue taking mine, as he hummed his appreciation. I whimpered, totally lost in him. My body was being taken, hard and deep, while also reminding me that I had in no way recovered enough from our time together yesterday.
“Johnathan, please… oh, god.” I gasped, as he growled against my mouth, while trembling with each thrust.
“I want you to come again, baby,” He whispered against my mouth, our breaths mingling, as he drove me higher up the wall of bliss. “I feel you, baby, you're close, aren’t you?”
“Yes, oh God, yes.” I breathed, closing my eyes as he tugged my lower lip with his teeth, sucking it into his mouth. His hands squeezed my ass, pushing us both closer together, and he moaned and tugged my lip with his teeth again, before he kissed me. He entrapped my tongue, and began to suck it, and I lost it. As I came for the second time, he allowed himself to let go, and he came with me. Magical! After we stumbled to the bathroom, near the back of the ballroom, we cleaned ourselves up. We were in the mirror, looking at each other, blushing and chuckling. “You know, JP, we’re not teenagers anymore.” I giggled.
“That won’t stop me. We have to make up for lost time.
“There is nothing wrong with that, but I feel exhausted right now.”
“How about a drive through the city? We’ll take a limo so we can rest in the back seat.” He winked at me, and I laughed at him.
“A drive sounds nice, but can we have food and wine while we ride?”
“Yes, we can have whatever it is you want, baby.”
“Not much has changed with me, JP, I only want you.” I stated, as I looked over at him through the mirror, his face was unreadable. When I’d turned towards him, his lips smashed into mine in a hot kiss.
“I only want you, and you're right, you haven’t changed much. You’re still sweet, generous, feisty, loyal… Fuck, Kat, you're perfect, baby.” He stated, and I giggled.
“You’ve said this to me before, I remember.”
“I meant it.” He breathed. Time stopped, and I was immediately transported to Morris high. His notes, our first kiss, our first time. He spent so much time trying to convince me that he meant it then too.
“I love you so much, and I know you meant it.” I kissed him, and he kissed me back. We were lost in the moment of being old and new lovers. We left the hotel, and were now riding in the back of a limo. The partition was raised, and we were talking, laughing, and feeding each other sushi. It was so nice to just be with him, talking and laughing, to have dinner, and see the town I used to live in. There was so many places that I had forgotten about, but as we drove around it was all coming back to me, and I loved it. After we’d finished the bottle of wine, I rode him slowly. Tilting my hips to take him deeper, as he bit his bottom lip, watching me take him. I moved on him. Holding him, touching him, needing him, as I let myself go, and made love to him. With his eyes closed, I tilted his head back as he gave me his surrender, and I kissed him. We came together with an intensity, and a nearness, that I will never take for granted again.
Chapter 23
SHE FELL ASLEEP in my arms, as we drove back to the hotel. I found myself carrying her up to my suite, as she slept. I took her dress and heels off, as she mumbled incoherently, and I smiled with adoration. I laid her in my bed and covered her, before I quickly stripped out of my clothing, and turned both our phones off, so we could sleep in. I’d been waiting to be in the same bed with her for six years, no one would be disturbing us in the morning. I pulled her into me, and she hugged me, I kissed her head. “Good night, baby, I’ll love you forever.” I muttered, as I ran my fingers through her hair, I gazed at her beautiful face, while silently thanking God for her.
I awakened to kisses on my lips, and for a second I didn’t know where I was, because I couldn’t see anything. I slowly opened my eyes, and saw the face of the only woman I’d ever loved. Was I dreaming? “Good morning, honey.” She grinned. She used to call me honey sometimes, back when we lived together, and for her to say it now, gave me manly butterflies.
“Good morning, baby.” I muttered, sitting up to see her in a robe, holding a hot cup of coffee in her hand. I could smell the aroma. “No fair, you’ve had your caffeine fix, and I haven’t yet.” I grumbled. “Well, how about we share?” She offered.
“How about that.” I smiled as she sat on my lap, and handed me the cup of coffee. I took a few sips while staring at her over the coffee cup.
“You know, if I wasn’t so sexually exhausted right now, I would have woken you up in a different way.” She smirked.
“Any way that you wake me is good, baby, as long as it’s you that’s waking me.” I kissed her lips quickly.
“Do we have plans today?” She asked.
“As a matter of fact, we do. Did you want to do something specific today?”
“Just be with you.”
“Done.” She hopped off my lap, and I pulled back the covers. As I stood up, her eyes roamed my naked body. She stared at my toned arms and legs, my six pack, and then at my very hard morning wood. “Baby?”
“Hmmm?” She sung, as she stared over my body, grinning wickedly at me.
“Do you like what you see, baby?”
“Oh yes, very much so.” She quickly answered, as she approached me, running her hands over my chest.
“Still?” I uttered somewhat anxiously, as she glanced up at me.
“Forever.” She slowly kissed my lips, and lowered to her knees, ensnaring my cock into her mouth. My eyes closed as I groaned loudly, grabbing a fist full of her hair, as she took me hard and deep.
“Oh, baby.” I uttered, watching her as she devoured me whole, again and again. I lost it two minutes later. Damm, the things she does to me. After we ate the room service she ordered, which consisted of eggs, fruit, and waffles, we took a shower together.
Where I washed her body and she washed mine, where we kissed and touched each other intimately. With the taste of her mouth, the touch of her hands, and tongue on my neck. I pushed her against the wall, and tongue kissed her clitoris, as she pulled my hair in ecstasy. I kissed her deeply, until she began to come in my mouth. She screamed and moaned, bucking her hips, making me suck on her harder, until she fell down on top of me, beyond shattered. After some time had passed, we then headed out. I was excited and nervous about today’s events. Because now, we were back in the limo, heading to Morris High. W
here it all began for two kids named, Johnathan and Kathleen.
***
“I’d lost my breath when you’d first came in with Principal Leto. I was literally speechless, JP.” She reminisced, as we walked through our old homeroom classroom. It was Saturday, and other than the school’s sports team practicing on the field, the school was empty. I had a walkthrough scheduled for us anyway, after I made a sizable donation to the school. It was truly amazing to be back here, after all this time.
“Is that right? If I remember it correctly, you could barely speak to me when I tried to introduce myself.” I chuckled.
“You were my first crush, I was flushed with hormones and nerves. Could you blame me?” She glanced back at me, while she roamed near the chalk board filled with homework assignments and lesson plans.
“No, I couldn’t blame you for being nervous. Not then… and not now.” I stated.
“Not now, what do you mean, not now?” She then turned around to see me on one knee in front of her, and she gasped.
“Johnathan, are you kidding me?” She asked.
“No, I’m claiming you.” I stated.
“You’ve done that, a few times already, if I recall.” She muttered.
“I have, and this time is the last time… You're first and last, baby. We're forever.” I opened the box in my hand, and showed her the exquisite emerald cut, six carat purple diamond, set in a platinum finish, and she whimpered. A carat for each year apart.
“Oh... my... god…. You... are... too much.” She was panting with each word, and I smiled, I loved it when she was overwhelmed with emotion.
“You’re perfect, and I have to have you every day and every night. I love you with all that I am, Kathleen. I’ll always take care of you, and love you to pieces. You are my family, you are my first and last, and I need you. I want you to be mine for the rest of my life. To taste you, touch you, and claim you baby. I love you. You're my only love and I’m forever yours. Be my wife, Kathleen, and not just on paper, but in every way. Will you marry me, again?”