by Mj Fields
“Kitten.” Zandor gasped and he walked towards her.
He pushed her forward and pulled her dress out and looked down it. He reached and put his hand around the front of her neck and pulled her up and kissed her neck. No hold up, he was biting her neck.
I looked over at Carly and Taelyn and then at Jase.
“She better not have let someone else touch her body,” he said staring her down.
She bent over and acted as if she were showing him her tits.
“You better not have.”
She smirked and nodded yes and then turned her back to him.
“Shits about to get ugly in here.” Jase hissed.
Carly looked over her shoulder and blew him a kiss. He shook his head slowly no.
She pulled her hair to the side and she had ink too.
“No fucking way.” He stormed towards her and Momma Joe was there in a flash.
Taelyn smiled at me. I lifted my palms in the air and she walked over.
“What no ink for you?” I kissed her cheek.
“Just something small. It hurts you know.”
“Where.”
“Your families place of course.”
“No. Where on your body?”
She turned and pulled her hair to the side.
Right under her hairline it said Irish. Nothing more just Irish.
I kissed her neck.
“Who got to do you?”
“Kat. She did me and Bekah. Your mom did Carly and Tara.”
“You plan this?”
“No. I actually said no and then I decided what the hell.”
“I wanna pierce your belly button.”
“I’m not sure about that.”
“Okay your hood then.”
“No thank you.” She laughed.
“I love it.”
“It’s a little sore.”
“It’s needled going in your skin Irish.” I kissed it softly. “Come with me to the SUV for a minute.”
We walked outside and to the vehicle. She was grinning when I opened the door for her.
I walked to the other side and got in.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“Didn’t expect it to ever happen. Didn’t know I ever wanted it to. But it did. Four weeks ago we met and have been together every day since. Have I mentioned I love you?”
“Yes.”
“Good. I got you a present. Today actually. It’s not a proposal, but I’m not saying it’s never going to happen because I never thought this would. It’s how I feel and it’s who you are.”
I pulled the little box out of my jacket pocket and opened it.
“It’s a --.”
“Claddagh ring.” She laughed.
“Right hand with the heart facing you means you’re spoken for. Maybe someday we switch it around?”
She held out her hand and laughed. “I love it.”
“I knew you would.”
“One more thing?” I kissed her hand.
“Anything.” She pulled up the console and reached between my legs.
“You are perfect you know that?”
I moved closer to her and she stood on the seat and pulled off a thong.
“Over here.” She curled her finger towards herself. She pulled her gown up and straddled me, “One more thing?”
“When we do this thing. You’ll have an Italian flag next to the Irish on your neck.
She reached between us and positioned my cock. “Ireland’s flag on the other side and you got yourself a deal.”
She stroked me against her opening and moaned. “Give me Italy?”
“Italy is all yours.”
She sunk down on be and moaned.
“Italy needs to concede quicker than usual. There’s cake to be eaten.”
She grabbed the back of the seat and rode me hard and real fast.
“Cake sounds like a good appetizer if pussy can be the main dish.”
“Italian sausage too?”
“I fucking love the Irish.”
She moved faster and cried out.
“Don’t stop now Irish. Show me what you’re made of.” I grabbed her hips and bounced her up and down on my cock.
“No more fucking nights apart,” I groaned.
“None,” she whimpered. “I’m gonna come. Oh yes, yes, yes—oh God!”
“Fuck Babe.” I continued bouncing her up and down as I slammed my cock into her.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I came inside her sweet wet little pussy and pulled her down hard on me one last time.
She nuzzled into my neck and I continued swaying inside her just so I could hear her whimper against my ear.
~
Two weeks later she dropped the bomb shell. She was going home for four days the following week. It was spring break and she needed to see her family.
“I wanna show my Mom the ring. I want to tell my brothers and father all about you. It’s four days.”
“Fine. I’ll go too.”
“You have work Xavier.”
“You don’t want me to meet them?”
“Of course I do. I love you. I just need to tell them face to face. Four days that’s it.”
“Next time I get a say?”
“Next time they can come here and stay in your place.”
I was not cool with this and she knew it. She started sleeping a lot again. Feeling like crap and she even cried a couple times.
I hated that. Hated seeing my Irish upset. So I kept it under lock and key, or at least I tried.
~
Two days before she left I really noticed a change and when she was off, I was off. It couldn’t be helped.
We had a little argument that resulted in her getting physically ill. That was enough for me. I didn’t want her to cry and I sure as fuck didn’t want her to vomit because of me.
She spent the day in bed and I went to meet with River.
When I got home that night she was asleep and she slept the entire night.
I woke in the morning to her going down. She was leaving the next day and I sure as hell wanted her to remember I was a giver.
I swung her around and started eating her like it was my job. And it was. I was spreading her and I massaged her ass poking a bit and she moved faster. I reached over into the nightstand drawer still tongue fucker her pussy and grabbed the lube I bought the other day. I squirted it on my pinky and then rubbed around her tight little hole.
She moaned and I pushed in a little. She took my cock deeper in my mouth, a sign that she was turned on. I pushed in some more and she gasped.
“You okay?”
“Yes I’m,” I nudged further in and she whimpered.
“Relax babe. Take a deep breath.”
She took a deep breath and I pushed half way in and then started massaging inside of her.
“Ahh--.”
“Hurt?”
“No, more,” She pushed against me and my pinky was inside her. I massaged her deeper and she hissed taking my cock deep inside her mouth.
I used the other hand to finger her as I licked her clit.
She came hard, bucking wildly against my face and deep throating my cock. I felt my release burning inside of me and I came real fucking hard.
We stayed real close at work that day. When it was four o’clock I decided to try to stay busy so I wouldn’t focus on what I had planned for us tonight. She had given me everything else, I was sure she wouldn’t deny me this.
I was tuning one of the guitars and she walked in and sat directly in front of me and leaned back.
“Will you sing to me?”
“Sing?”
“Yes. I want you to hold me, play the guitar, and sing to me.”
“We can try.”
I started with G.
�
�I don’t wanna fight no more.”
Then D, F#.
“I only wanna get to shore.”
I continued singing as I played.
When the song ended she stood up.
“Can we go home? I want you to hold me.”
“Taelyn, don’t go. You have been so damn down for two weeks you’re scaring the hell out of me. If it doesn’t feel right then don’t go.”
“Please don’t make it harder than it already is.”
“Okay we need to stop at the shop is that okay?”
“Yes.”
She sat real close to me in the car. I didn’t drive because we both needed the closeness.
“I want you to go to the doctors. You’ve been tired--.”
“I probably need iron. I’ll go when I get home.”
“You are home.”
“You know what I mean.”
“As long as you do.”
“Xavier please I don’t want to fight.”
“Me either.”
We pulled up in front of the shop and I got out. “Come in?”
“I’ll wait.”
“I kind of need you to come in. I wanna do something to you. Trust me.”
“I trust you but I really don’t want to come in.”
“One little poke and then I know--.”
“You can’t, I won’t, why are you doing this to me?”
“I promise it won’t be anything like--.”
“No.”
“Fuck it. Hey James take Taelyn home.”
“Xavier--.”
“No. Isn’t that what you just said to me? I don’t know what your problem is. You won’t even talk to me. This isn’t what either of us signed on for. This isn’t us Taelyn.”
“Please. I’ll go to the doctors when I get to Boston. I’ll be better when I come back. Please don’t fight with me. Not now. Please.”
“Jesus Christ Taelyn,” I got back in and shut the door. She grabbed me and held onto me like I was the only thing keeping her on this earth.
“I just want you to be happy. I promise I’ll be better.”
Chapter 29
Boston Bound
I had left when he fell asleep. I didn’t want to break down in front of him again. I had been a mess for two weeks and Xavier had noticed and been wonderful anyway.
I skipped class one day and went to the doctors. I didn’t know when I walked in that my dreams of a life with Xavier would be crushed and because I would lose him my entire life was going to fall apart.
How ironic is it that when you finally find the kind of love that doesn’t hurt, hell it didn’t even sting, you lose it. It was perfect once we committed to each other. Xavier Steel loved me and I was going to break his heart.
~
I stood in line for an hour. I never realized a five am flight would be was so popular. I suppose it was because all the people who flew for business between New York and Boston would be taking the early flight so that they could get home to their families.
I exchanged my ticket to get an earlier flight for a hundred bucks. The only seats left were in first class. So I would be taking it to ensure I was long gone before he woke up and found my note. I knew he’d be pissed and I didn’t want that but I knew it was going to happen anyways.
I was pregnant. Me, the girl who faithfully took the pill everyday, was pregnant. When they asked me when my last period was I told them. They asked if it was normal and it wasn’t. So me, the girl who took the pill regularly and has only been with two sexual partners was pregnant. To make things worse it was a good possibility that it was not Xavier’s.
If it was Xavier’s I am sure he would try to do the right thing for me and his child but for the rest of my life I would feel guilty. He made it clear he didn’t want kids. So I was running home to try to clear my head and decide whether I would keep my baby or not. Then I had to decide whether to tell Xavier and even worse I may have to tell a man who hit me that I was carrying his child.
I walked onto the plane and sat in my big cushy seat and closed my puffy red eyes. I put on the earphones and tried to fall back to sleep.
I was almost asleep when I felt someone moving into the seat next to me. I pulled my legs in so that they could have room to move. Normally I would give a nice smile and say good morning but it wasn’t a good morning. It was a horrible morning.
The plane started to taxi and I sat my seat back in the upright position. I glanced over to my left and into the most intense set of blue-green eyes I had seen. His hair was a mess and his expression unreadable. But I did know he wasn’t happy.
“You have an hour and twenty minutes to tell me what’s going on. You should be aware that I’m pretty sure I can figure it out and that I cannot believe you are pulling this shit on me.”
He was beyond angry, he was livid.
I nodded and swallowed hard. “I’m sorry.”
“Keep going Taelyn.”
“I’m doing this because I love you.”
His eye brows shot up as soon as the plane left the ground. My very sensitive stomach did a flip.
“I have an appointment later this afternoon. The clinic I went to Tuesday doesn’t have ultrasound equipment. I didn’t know--.”
“Hold up! You’re sick and you couldn’t tell--.” He stopped talking and I’m pretty sure realization set in.
A smile crept up on just the corner of his mouth. “So you weren’t leaving me for him?”
My stomach lurched and I reached for the vomit bag. He grabbed my hair and held it back as I threw up several times. When I sat back the flight attendant took the bag and handed me a cold clothe.
“You left because I told you I didn’t want kids. Taelyn, I also told you I didn’t want to get married but I gave you a ring and fully intended on switching hands. Wait.” He reached in his pocket and pulled out a ring, I assumed a belly button ring with a very large dangling emerald. “I was gonna propose to you tonight. A little unconventional I know but that’s us--.”
I sat up and reached in front of his seat for the bag and he grabbed my hair again as I threw up.
“Irish if you hadn’t just thrown up I’d be kissing your beautiful red lips right now. The lips of the girl that I am gonna marry and that will have my--.”
“Xavier please stop. No more, it’ll only make this harder.”
“Don’t you hear me? I love you. I want this. Say--.”
I blurted out, “I don’t know if it’s yours.”
And then the tears began to fall.
The flight attendant was back she took the barf bag and gave me two more and a bottle of water. He hadn’t said a word and I couldn’t look at him.
The pilot announced that we were at twenty five thousand feet and would be landing in an hour. The flight attendant came back with a blanket and a pillow. I thanked her as I wiped my eyes. I pulled my legs up and closed my eyes facing as far away from him as I could. I didn’t want to see him hurt and I didn’t want to see him angry. I just wanted for this day to be over and for him to go back to New Jersey and lead a happy life.
I was almost asleep when he took my hand and held it. I didn’t pull away. I wanted him so bad it hurt and now that he knew he wouldn’t be able to love me ever again. I was sure I wouldn’t love me either.
When they pilot announced we would be landing I sat up and looked straight ahead.
Xavier was still holding my hand but now he was rubbing his thumb over the ring he had given me. I slid my hand from under his and pulled the ring off.
I turned and looked at him. He was staring intently at the ring.
“I’m sorry I did this to you.” I reached over and handed him back the ring. “Xavier.”
“Do you think it’s his?”
“I have no idea. My period wasn’t normal. It may not have even been a period. I was sick then too.”
“You had
a cold.” The pain in his voice sent chills through my body. “Were you going to tell me?”
“I don’t know. I really don’t know.”
“If it were mine would you have told me?”
“I don’t see how that matters anymore do you?”
“I would have known. I do know. How many times did you and he have sex that month? Did he always finish inside you? Have you ever had light periods before? Did you really fucking think I would turn into some monster if I knew you were having a child, my child?”
I closed my eyes and leaned back.
“Come on babe--.”
“Please don’t call me that.”
“Answer a couple questions. Just a couple.”
“Fine.”
“Did you think I didn’t love you enough to want to take care of our child?”
“I know what kind of man you are so I knew you would. Even if it meant changing the man I loved. I wouldn’t do that to you.”
“You said loved. When did you stop?”
“I didn’t.”
“Good because I want you to know that I don’t give a fuck whose kid is inside of you. To me, if it’s in your body, it’s mine. Do you hear me Taelyn? It’s mine.”
“I can’t live a life with you knowing you resent me.”
“Resent you? I don’t resent you. I fucking love you.” He pulled me against him. “It won’t go away. Don’t ask me to try or make me. I love you.”
The plane landed and I got out of my seat. Xavier grabbed my bag from the overhead compartment and then grabbed his back pack.
Neither of us had checked luggage so we walked out and hailed a cab. He reached in his backpack and grabbed a baseball cap and pulled it on his head.
“You like?”
“You’re in Boston that’s probably not a good idea.”
“Gotta be true to who I am. You need to accept that. Nothing will change it. Nothing.”
~
We bickered about him coming to my family’s house. He agreed to stay at the airport Hilton if I stayed with him. I didn’t want to wake my parents at six thirty in the morning when they weren’t expecting me until four.
We slept and held each other for the rest of the day. I told him it felt wrong and that I felt like I was using him. He told me to use away.