by Lucia Jordan
“What,” she said as she crossed her arms over her chest and glowered at her brother, who happened to have the decency to look shameful.
“Can we talk?”
“I don’t know. Are you going to be a dick?”
“I deserve that,” he muttered.
“And a lot more,” she said with a heavy sigh. “Come on in.”
He stepped inside as she closed the door behind him. “Listen, Gin,” he said as he squeezed the back of his neck. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have hit Landon and I sure as hell had no right to pass judgement on you. I was wrong.”
“Damn right you were, and how dare you say that shit to me,” she said. She wasn’t so much mad as she was hurt, but no matter how upset she was with her brother, she knew she would forgive him easily enough. He was all she had, well, him and Landon.
“I know. I’m sorry.”
“Good. Now, are you hungry?”
“Sure.”
With a roll of her eyes she led her brother into the kitchen. They chatted casually and Gina soon discovered that, as it happened, the love bug had apparently bitten her poor brother.
“I’m sure college co-eds are crying in their non-fat skinny whatevers knowing that you are off the market. Who is she?” Gina blew across her mug of tea as she listened to her brother tell her about his new love interest. It was interesting to see the starry look in his eyes, because she’d never seen it there before.
After their talk, Bryan gave her a quick peck on the cheek before walking to the door. Before he left though, he turned and regarded her with a big smile. “I’m proud of you. You’ve become such an amazing woman. Mom and Dad would be so proud.”
Tears filled her eyes as she smiled. After he was gone she felt her heart swell. Her hands came forward and pressed against her stomach. “I promise to love you,” she whispered, “with everything I have.”
***
The next couple of weeks passed in a blur. Gina met Bryan’s new girlfriend and, much to her surprise, she found that she liked the other woman. She was also relieved to know that Andrea was closer to Bryan’s age than Buffy or Bunny had been.
Her life finally seemed to be on track as she and Landon got to know one another. Sure it wasn’t the most conventional way of dating, but hell, it took out all of the guess work. They both agreed that Gina would keep her house for now but when it came closer to the time for the baby they would revisit the discussion.
While their life seemed to be going great, there was still one dark cloud looming over them. Lydia. That woman was a constant thorn in the ass and Gina was about fed up with it. She trusted Landon completely, however, Lydia—not so much. Because they were partners in the law firm, Landon and Lydia were forced to work together and even spend long hours poring over cases.
It was an added worry when they were forced to take trips together. Landon had begged Gina to come on the trips with him, but as she had begun to build her photography business, Shutter, her schedule simply did not allow it. It was no secret that Lydia had tried on more than one occasion to get Landon into her bed, but he wasn’t falling for it.
“So, any news with the divorce?’ Gina asked as she sat a huge stack of pancakes on the table in front of Landon. He’d stayed the night at her house and she’d promised to make him breakfast. He was currently sitting at the table wearing a sexier than sin suit reading the paper. They looked like a story book couple.
She stood beside him and rested her hand on his shoulder. His hand moved to cover the slight swell of her stomach. Bending down he lifted the hem of her shirt and planted a kiss there before looking at her.
“I’m actually meeting with Walt today to make the final decision. I’ve given her a summons so she no longer can drag her feet. We will know what happens by the end of the day.”
She pressed a kiss to the top of his head and hugged him tightly against her chest. She couldn’t help the swelling of her heart for the man she loved. Their love was pure and untainted. She’d let go of the past and was determined to start over, and she finally had.
“What do you want to happen?” she asked.
He lifted a shoulder as he stuffed a fork full of fluffy pancakes into his mouth. “I don’t know, but if you keep cooking like this I’m gonna get fat,” he said around a mouthful.
She rolled her eyes and batted at his arm as she made her way to clean up her mess in the kitchen.
“Honestly, I don’t know what I want. Not having to deal with Lydia anymore is my top priority, but I was thinking about us moving and starting new somewhere else.”
She stopped and looked at him. “But I just did that.”
“You don’t want to move to another city?”
“Not really. I mean if it’s what you want to do, then I will, but my brother is here and Shutter is doing well.”
“Then we don’t leave.”
She quirked an eyebrow at him. “That simple?”
He smiled and shrugged. “Of course. If you don’t want to move, we don’t move.”
Gina bent over and began to load dishes into the dishwasher. She heard Landon’s chair scraping against the tiled floor and seconds after she felt strong hands clasping her hips.
“Woman, don’t you know it’s dangerous to bend over in front of me like that?” he purred in her ear.
Fire started to burn through her limbs as his hands skimmed up the outside of her thighs, hiking her silk robe higher. She tilted her head to the left, giving him plenty of access to her neck. She hummed appreciatively as his lips teased and sucked at the sensitive skin.
“You know, this pregnancy thing has kind of turned you into a hungry little sex kitten.”
“What can I say, I love that cock.” Reaching behind her she stroked him through the material of his slacks, pleased that he was already hard. Moisture began to seep through the thin material of her panties and her core began to throb. He hadn’t been wrong. Lately, she couldn’t get enough sex. The rougher the better. At first Landon had been worried about hurting the baby, but their doctor said that as long as there weren’t any blows or anything directed to the stomach, then all was good to go.
She turned around and fell to her knees. With quick and nimble fingers she unfastened his belt and unbuttoned his pants. The zipper hissed and her insides jumped with excitement.
“I’m going to be late,” he rasped as she hungrily jerked his pants and Calvin Klein boxer briefs over his hips and to the floor.
“You’re the boss,” she murmured as she took him in her hand and slowly began to stroke him up and down.
“Shhhhit,” he rasped as he clutched the counter with one hand and braced another on the fridge.
Gina eagerly licked her lips, watching as a bead of liquid formed on his tip. With a quick flick of her tongue she lapped up the juice and shuddered as the salty taste caused her senses to explode. Her core was throbbing mercilessly now and there would be only one way to ease the ache, but first she desperately wanted to taste more of him.
Reaching down she firmly cupped his shaved balls and gave them a squeeze. He sucked in a sharp breath and shuddered as she sank her mouth completely around him at the same time. He groaned and muttered some inaudible words as his hips began to meet the thrusts of her mouth. With her free hand she stroked her hand up and down the length of his velvety steel. She moaned around him as the pounding between her legs grew in intensity.
Her heart raced as she released his balls and slipped her fingers down the front of her panties. A few weeks ago, Landon had made her get herself off while he watched. At first it had been weird and awkward but she quickly discovered she loved him watching her. She loved watching him stroke himself to her rubbing her clit.
She slid her fingers between her soaking wet folds and rolled her finger along her clit in time with her sucking. The faster she bobbed up and down the harder she stroked herself. Needing more, she dipped her fingers into her hole and began to pump in and out, imagining his dick buried there. Ugh, she was already so c
lose to coming.
“Gina. Fuck baby, you’ve got to stop or I’m going to come,” he growled as he hauled her to her feet.
His mouth crashed down on hers hungrily. He tasted like coffee and syrup. Eagerly he lifted her completely from the floor and carried her to the kitchen table. With one arm he swiped the contents onto the floor. Dishes shattered. Juice was spilled and still, the only thing she could think of was how much she needed to feel him buried deep inside her.
“Landon,” she whimpered.
“Did you touch yourself without permission?” he asked as he lifted her fingers and inspected their dampness. Slowly he drew them into his mouth and licked her essence from them. “Mmmm. You did, didn’t you. You naughty, naughty girl. You do know what that means right?”
She shuddered. She’d forgotten about the whole permission thing. Damn it. Before she touched herself she was supposed to ask permission. It was a thing between them. He liked to punish her, but secretly she did it on purpose because the spankings did something to her that she couldn’t even describe.
“I guess this means I’m in trouble.” She pouted prettily.
“Oh baby, you have no idea. I should leave you here just like this,” he said as he pushed her wet panties against her and began to rub.
She moaned and then the severity of what he’d said sank in. Her eyes widened. “You wouldn’t dare?!”
“Oh baby,” he said as he lipped her panties over her hips, kissing a trail after them. “Not only would I, but I would enjoy every fucking minute of it. Unfortunately I have important meetings today and I do not wish to go through them with a severe case of blue balls, so…”
Eagerly she turned over and lifted herself onto her hands and knees, presenting him with her ass. She was much higher than normal but she knew he would make it work.
She watched as he crossed the kitchen and rummaged through the kitchen drawer. A tremor of anticipation zinged through her when he removed the silicone spatula she kept in the bottom drawer. This was the only time they ever used it.
There was no warning as he squeezed her ass and then the flat, slotted end landed against the fleshy part of her cheeks. She squealed and moaned at the same time, certain that she was dripping juices all over their table. But that was the least of her concerns at that moment.
“More, please,” she begged.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. He alternated between cheeks as he brought it down. It was one of those things that hurt so bad it felt so good. After he’d spanked her a few good times, he gently skimmed her satin robe over her warm flesh, causing her body to spasm.
“You like that, don’t you baby,” he murmured.
Her mind was cloudy and all she could do was nod.
“That’s my good girl. Now get off the table and come here.”
Slowly she slid from the table and turned to find him sitting in a chair, his proud cock pointing up toward his belly button. He moved his hand up and down his shaft in long languid strokes. She moaned as she watched him, mesmerized by his beauty.
“Come here,” he demanded.
She straddled his legs. He positioned his cock at her entrance. She sucked in a hissing breath as she lowered herself down on his rigid cock inch by delicious inch. After she was fully seated she began to roll her hips, much like a belly dancer.
“That pussy is so tight,” he grunted as he palmed her breasts. Since getting pregnant her breasts were overly sensitive, but during sex it was a sure fire way to get her to reach her release quicker than anything. Faster and faster she began to rock on him, causing her tits to bounce in his face. His nails lightly raked over her back as he slapped her bouncing ass.
“Yesss,” she rasped. “Again. Please again,” she begged.
He obliged, slapping her ass once more. Gina felt her inner walls begin to tremble as her climax came closer and closer to the surface. She gripped the front of his shirt and tore it open, sending buttons bouncing across the floor. Leaning in she clamped her mouth down on his shoulder, marking her territory as he bit down. He’d expressed earlier that one of his biggest turn ons was being bitten. She was all too willing to oblige.
“Damn it baby. That pussy…” His words were coming out in broken sentences, but she knew what he was saying all too well.
She pushed her hands through his hair and jerked his head back as she licked and sucked at his neck. He roughly returned the favor, pulling her back by the hair and sucking at her neck. This caused another round of tremors to burn through her and she knew it was just about time.
“I’m going to come,” she panted. Her eyes rolled back and her lips parted as she felt herself climbing higher and higher. Landon’s hands clasped her hips as he thrust furiously up into her. Harder and harder he pounded. Deeper and deeper he went.
“Landon. Fuck…oh babyyyyy. I’m commmmming,” she screamed at the top of her lungs. His mouth clamped down over one of her nipples and she exploded into thousands of pieces.
He quickly followed after her, throwing his head back and bellowing his own release as his seed gushed inside her quivering walls.
She collapsed onto his chest and rested her head on his shoulder. Their skin was slick with sweat. With ease, Landon stood and carried her into the bathroom as they were still locked together.
She looked down at his shirt, in tatters and hanging limply from his shoulders. “Oops.”
“Eh, I didn’t like this shirt anyhow.”
“I need a shower.”
“I need another shower,” he said as he finished stripping and turned on the hot water. He helped her into the streaming water and climbed in behind her. She was thankful that the bathroom had a massive shower stall with two shower heads. It was perfect for them.
They took turns washing each other and cleaning up the evidence of their lovemaking, but as their hands roamed over each other’s bodies, it started all over again.
Landon turned her around and lifted one of her legs until her foot was resting on the built in shower seat. After making sure she wouldn’t slip and fall, he entered her. This time their love making wasn’t rough but slow and leisurely as he pumped in and out of her at a slower pace. Several times she tried to coax him into faster and harder but he refused.
Even in the shower at a slow pace she came hard and fast. Once they were clean they stepped out of the shower. Landon wrapped her in a terry towel and carried her to her bedroom. She immediately snuggled into the soft down of her bed and began to drift as she watched him get dressed, again.
“You’re going to be so late.” She giggled. The bedside clock said nine-thirty. He was supposed to be at work at eight. His meeting was scheduled for ten and it was at least a twenty minute commute to work.
He chuckled as he fastened the sleeves of his shirt. He’d already slid into a new pair of pants. She was so tired by all the lovemaking, sleep pulled her under. She vaguely remembered him leaning in and kissing her goodbye.
“I love you,” she murmured and then completely surrendered to slumber.
***
Several hours later Gina awoke, feeling rested and refreshed. After shuffling from the bed and taking care of business in the bathroom, she changed into her swim suit. She might as well do some relaxing. Well, she would as soon as she checked her messages and took care of some photography business.
As she put on her suit, she frowned at the mirror. It was already starting to fit rather uncomfortably. She pressed her hand to the gentle swell of her belly. “You’re worth every pound.”
Deciding against wearing a suit at all, she slipped her silk robe on and retrieved her cell phone from the bedside table. She scrolled through the messages. There were a couple from her brother and from her best friend back in Colorado. After tapping quick replies a new message buzzed in from Landon. A soft smile touched her lips as she opened the screen.
Landon: Hey baby.
Me: Hey love.
Landon: What are you doing?
Me: Just woke up from a nap and about to take
a swim. You?
Landon: Still in this damn meeting with Lydia.
Frowning, Gina looked at the clock. It was close after four o’clock. Feeling annoyed, she tapped out a response.
Me: did she demand a kidney too?
Landon: might as well have. She’s being a bitch.
Me: What else is new? eye roll
Landon: Break is over, hopefully will be done soon. Do you want me to bring home dinner?
A smile flittered across her lips. She liked the idea of him coming home, even though it was her home. He was rarely at his home anymore. What nights he wasn’t staying with her, she stayed with him. She simply couldn’t stand to spend a night without being tucked into his side as he played with her hair.
Me: Lo Mein, General Tso, OH and egg rolls.
Landon: Chinese it is.
Me: Thank you.
Landon: You’re welcome. I love you.
Gina’s heart fluttered and her eyes misted. Three little words made her heart swell until she was certain it would burst.
Me: I love you too.
She slid her phone in the pocket of her robe and made her way down to the pool. Before taking a dip, she unlocked her studio and stepped inside. The cool air from the window air conditioning unit hummed softly as she checked her messages.
After jotting down a few numbers and names, she turned off the light and made her way back outside. The bright blue water shimmered invitingly. She was grateful that her house was the last on the block. To the right of her yard was a wide-open field full of wild flowers and overgrown grass. To her left was a single story house that was vacant. And there was no risk of seeing into her backyard due to the ten-foot fence caging it in.
Gently, she slipped the robe from her shoulders and placed it on the chair. Then, holding onto the railing, she walked down the stairs and slowly glided beneath the water’s blissful surface. The water rushed over her skin like silk as she sighed. Her tense and tired body was instantly relieved as she leisurely swam beneath the surface and then above. Life was amazing.
Landon quietly came through the front door. Just in case Gina was asleep, he didn’t want to disturb her. Before carrying the Chinese food into the kitchen, he poked his head into the living room and searched her favorite spot. When she wasn’t there, he went into the kitchen and placed all the containers on the counter top. He’d also grabbed a couple pints of her favorite ice cream and a cheese cake.