The Moreau Estates

by Danielle James

  Matt and I took turns bringing in fresh linens. We never washed clothes at the house because we didn’t want to run up the water bill too high. The most we did was shower and clean. We always ordered food and went to pick it up.

  Matt brought sheets, blankets, and pillowcases from his place for the bed and I was in charge of towels and washcloths and toiletries. I always brought the little travel-sized bottles. They were easier to stash and explain if they were discovered. We even kept clothes in the armoire. Only a few outfits at a time though.

  I tossed the old candles that had burned out and replaced them with a few new scented ones I picked up. I lit them then went to the bedroom. The moment I was naked with a towel tossed over my arm, I heard Matt come in.

  His steps were purposeful as he made his way to me. I paused at the doorway of the bathroom and smiled when I saw his handsome face. My pussy throbbed, still sensitive from the ruthless way he fucked me in the hallway.

  “Hey,” I chirped.

  “I want your pussy on my face. Now. I’ve been thinking about you since you left Aspen Grove. You said later. It’s later.” I watched his muscular forearms flex as he tugged on his tie, loosening it.

  My lips parted and my breathing turned shallow as a puddle. “Baby, I haven’t even taken a shower yet,” I laughed trying to lighten the mood. I could tell he wasn’t there for bullshitting though.

  “You haven’t taken a shower yet?” He asked, cocking his head to the side. I shook my head in response. My curls tickled my collarbones. “I don’t give a fuck, Krissy. Let me taste how your day was. Sit your pretty pussy on my face. No more talking.” He sat on the bed and I swallowed the knot in my throat.

  His jade eyes pierced right through me like daggers. He was beautiful when he was my smiling, smart-ass Matt but when he was like this? When he was dark and unhinged with the taste of me on his mind, he was something beyond my comprehension. My feet walked to him involuntarily.

  I didn’t have a chance to be timid because Matt picked me up the second my knee hit the bed. His strong hands lifted me until I was kneeling over his face and he was flat on his back. It was like a magic trick.

  He gave my ass a slap and I lowered myself onto his mouth. His tongue was so warm and soft. My eyes slid shut and my tongue darted out to wet my dry lips. “Fuck, Papi…” I squirmed on top of him while his nose teased my clit and his tongue snaked inside of my hole.

  It wasn’t long before my hips had a mind of their own and drew loops on Matt’s face while he licked and sucked from beneath me. His groans of passion and hunger made my spine curl forward until I had to brace myself on the headboard. My orgasm hit me in huge waves.

  I whimpered from total and utter depletion of my soul. Matt didn’t give a fuck. He kept going. When I was curled up like a little roly-poly bug on my side, he pulled me close with a soft chuckle.

  “Don’t laugh. I think you broke me,” I exhaled.

  “I think you’re fine. Maybe a little whiny, but you’re okay.”

  “After I regain full use of my legs again, I’m getting in the shower,” I told him with a point.

  “Only if I get in with you,” he grinned. I stole a kiss from his lips so I could taste myself on his tongue. “Please tell me you want kids later on, Krissy,” he asked with his green eyes full of hope. I tingled every time I felt his fingers slide up and down my stomach.

  “I do. I want a bunch of them. Maybe they’ll have your eyes.” I loved the way his eyes seemed to glow and sparkle whenever I was around. I could see the love in them.

  “My eyes are cool but yours are better.” He kissed my forehead and I melted a little.

  We took a shower together and he washed me gingerly, making sure he took his time then he kissed his way up to my neck. “I love you, Krissy.”

  “I love you too.” I touched the side of his face, letting my nails scrape gently over his stubble. “I’m going to miss these candlelit nights when we’re not in this house anymore,” I told him quietly. The tip of my nose pressed against his and I let my eyes fall shut. I hated thinking about not being with Matt in the beautiful space we’d carved out as our own. I knew it was a sad reality though.

  “Me too, baby girl. Me too.” A hush fell over us and the rushing water from the shower covered the moment like a blanket. “Come on, I want to lay down and hold you.” He shut the water off and we climbed out.

  Matt must have been thinking about how things would be once we weren’t able to run to our secret home anymore too. He treated me like a queen. Like the most sacred thing in the world. He rubbed me down from head to toe in body oil and kissed every inch of my skin while he did it. It was something so simple but I was nearly moved to tears.

  No other man had ever been so sweet. Certainly not that dickhead Colton.

  Oh shit…Colton.

  I sat up bolt right in bed and Matt frowned at me, his features curious. “Um, Matt…when you drove through the gates what did the guard say to you?” I asked.

  “He told me Reggie informed him of who I was and the deal we had. He let me park in the lot. He was a dick though. I could feel it pouring off of him. Why?”

  “Um…I have to tell you something.” I tucked a cluster of thick curls behind my ear and looked into Matt’s beautiful eyes. The hazel around his iris seemed to glow with the help of the candles.

  “What’s up, Krissy?”

  “The guard…the guard is Colton. He just took over as head of Moreau Estate security. I didn’t find out until I got home and he stopped me when I came through the gates. That’s why I was stuck at home because I didn’t want him seeing me drive over here. I had to walk.”

  Matt’s dark brows crashed together and his entire demeanor change. He was stiff and tense now and it made my blood pump rapidly through my veins. I didn’t know what the hell he was going to do.

  “That motherfucker is Colton? I should have knocked his goddamn teeth out,” Matt seethed.

  “No, I’m glad you didn’t. He doesn’t know who you are, Matt. We can still do this. We just have to be careful. He’s petty and immature and he’ll tell my parents. That’s not how I want them to find out. I’m pissed at them and everything but I want to tell them about us my way. Our way,” I said, standing to hold Matt’s hand. He was pacing the floor in front of the bed and the way the soft glow hit his muscles made him look like a tiger stalking back and forth.

  “Do you know how hard it’s going to be for me to pretend not to know who the fuck he is? Did he try to talk to you or touch you?” His nostrils flared as his gaze locked on to mine.

  “Of course he did but I shut that shit down, Matt. You know I only want you.” It felt like the first part of our night but in reverse.

  “I know but I don’t want to think about him touching you or even trying to,” he grumbled.

  “It’s okay. I can handle Colton.”

  “Until you can’t. Until he becomes too handsy and I have to fucking murder him.” A chill rippled down my spine. Matt looked like rage incarnate. “That guy at the gate was an asshole. I have no doubt in my mind that if given the slightest chance he would cross the line with you.

  Honestly, Krissy…it’s not even about you because I trust you. I don’t trust Colton. I don’t like him being this close to you.”

  I slid my hand along Matt’s strong back and wrapped my arms around him in a hug. “You don’t have to worry, Papi. I guess we could always meet up at your place if things get too hot over here.” I hated the thought of leaving behind the home that we made. I’d do anything to keep seeing Matt though.

  “I don’t mind you coming to my place but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel like this was ours. I don’t know how…but I went from a lustful fling with my boss’ wife to finding the love of my life all in the Moreau Estates and honestly, I don’t want to stop coming here.” He shrugged his broad shoulders.

  “We’ll have to stop eventually…” I muttered, my head down. I could hear Riri’s words ringing in my head.

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sp; What if someone buys this house?

  “Don’t even worry about that shit. All we have is right now. Right now I want to have this moment with you in this house because we’ve put so much amazing energy into it.

  All the nights we’ve spent making love, talking, laughing, hanging out with Rome and Zuri…we’ve made this place our own.” Matt paused and blew out a short breath then held both my hands in his. “Once you graduate in May, I want to tell your parents about us. I was going to wait until school was out in June but fuck it. I can’t wait anymore.”

  I was both excited and scared. The combination made me nauseous. I braced myself against the wall and let out a short laugh.

  “You don’t want to make plans to tell them?” He asked.

  “I absolutely do. I just didn’t know how or when it was going to happen,” I replied.

  “Well, it’s happening in May. We have four months to go.” His smile was bright as any star out in the night sky and it made me feel just as high off the ground.

  “My mother is going to like you after she’s done being pissed at you,” I laughed.

  “There’s really no hope for your dad liking me, huh?”

  “Probably not,” I said. I started to think about my parents getting a divorce and it made my chest ache too much so I pushed the thought far away.

  “That’s okay. We’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. For now, I want to work on us. We’re not going to leave this house.” His words were full of so much conviction. I didn’t know where he was pulling his unwavering faith from but he was so staunch that I had no choice but to follow him. “Do you trust me?” He asked.

  “Of course,” I responded.

  “Then leave it at that. As much as I might want to punch Colton, I’m not going to jeopardize our situation to do it. We’ll be fine.” I let his sentiment echo in my head over and over. It gave me comfort whenever I got nervous and knowing we would tell my parents about our relationship in May and possibly having to give up our stolen home made me more nervous than anything I could think of.

  **

  MATTHEW

  When I woke up in the morning, Krissy was curled up at my side with her head on my chest. I tugged on her colorful silk scarf to cover some of her escaped hair then I kissed the top of her head. “Wake up beautiful,” I whispered against her ear. She whined and kicked her legs around under the sheet making me laugh.

  “Okay, fine. Don’t wake up.” I grabbed my phone from beside the bed and opened the camera. “I’ll just take pictures of you until you move.” I began snapping rapid shots of her and she woke up pissed.

  “I should choke you! Don’t take pictures of me in my scarf, Matthew!” I hopped out of bed when she started hitting me but I still snapped pictures of her. One after the other until I let her take my phone. “You make me sick,” she huffed, flopping down on the bed.

  “You’re so beautiful though. Scarf or no scarf, clothes or no clothes. I pounced on her and covered her with kisses. Her legs opened for me automatically.

  “Mmm, Papi. You know I love when you’re between my legs.”

  “I know. It’s my favorite place to be.” My dick was already hard and ready for her but I had something to do before I could make love to her.

  “Where are you going?” She whined when I got up. I had to move because I knew what would happen if I didn’t.

  “I have to go handle this shit with Eve,” I told her, pulling a shirt on over my head.

  “You’re leaving me here to go talk to her? Seriously?” Krissy rolled over on her stomach and pulled the scarf from her head letting those wild spirals spring to life. She had been sleeping in one of my old t-shirts and her hips and ass hiked it up considerably.

  “Don’t you want to stay in bed with me? It’s Saturday,” she pouted.

  “Trust me…the way your ass looks in that shirt makes me want to stay and watch you ride my dick reverse cowgirl. I have to go though.” Before we went to bed, Eve sent me a text message asking me to meet her early in the morning so we could finally set things straight. I didn’t want to wait another second. I wanted to cut ties. I wanted to apologize for getting involved with her in the first place. I wanted to give her the keys back.

  “Then let me ride your dick before you go,” Krissy knelt up on the bed and pulled me to her.

  “You know you don’t have to worry about me fucking her right? You don’t have to drain my balls, Krissy.” I slid my hand down to her ass and rubbed it in circles.

  “I want her to smell me on you the next time she thinks about dropping to her knees.” Before I could respond, Krissy was naked and her beautiful body was hypnotizing me. I let my eyes rake over her curves shamelessly while I adjusted my erection. Clearly, she was winning this fight.

  “I can’t really argue with that logic,” I said tipping my head to the side. I stared at her, wondering how the hell she could have such an insane shape and how the fuck I got so lucky.

  “So come here and let me sit on your big, thick dick, nice and slow.” She curled her finger in a come hither motion and I nearly floated to her on a fucking platter. Krissy could have whatever she wanted from me.

  I sat on the bed and she tossed her leg over my body before settling her thick ass on top of me. I let out a pained laugh when she wiggled her ass for show. I let my cock slap her right between her round cheeks and she giggled, looking over her shoulder. She was stunning.

  “You better only shake your ass for me, Krissy,” I growled, slapping it and grabbing a handful.

  “Only you, Papi. Now, can you please fuck me?” I obliged her and slid in nice and slow, drawing nasty moans from her pouty mouth. Krissy bounced up and down on top of me and I held onto her tiny waist, riding her beat. The sexy wet noises that came from her cunt sliding up and down my dick were about to make me lose it.

  Each time she bounced on me, I got a peek at her tight little asshole and I couldn’t resist easing my thumb inside. Krissy froze and looked at me with wide eyes. “Matt, what…”

  “Shh…keep riding my dick, baby girl. Let me make you feel good. I promise you’re going to cum so hard.” I let saliva drop onto her puckered hole and she whined when I pushed my thumb back inside.

  She didn’t even notice after a few seconds but she did cum hard as fuck. I watched her tense and relax while her pussy soaked me. I held her in place because I felt the build-up of pressure starting deep inside of me. I was about to fill her pussy up with my seed.

  The second she moved and slid up and down my shaft again I exploded. “Fuck,” I groaned, tipping my head backward.

  “Oh god, Matt,” Krissy moaned. She moved off of me and I fell back on the bed with a thud. “You can go see Eve now,” she chirped.

  “Right. I just need to find out where the fuck my soul went and I’ll leave.”

  “Shut up, Matt,” she chuckled, walking into the bathroom. I didn’t know what I did right for the universe to give me Krissy but I never wanted to fuck it up. She was perfect.

  **

  When I walked into Eve’s house through the side door, she was waiting for me. A sad smile hung on her lips and a glass of red wine hung from her fingers. “Day drinking?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

  “I may as well, right? You want to break things off with me because you found a new girlfriend.” She turned and I followed her down the maze of hallways until we reached her reading room. She sat on the couch and a soft sigh escaped her.

  “That’s a part of it but you have to know we ran our course. I was getting tired of hiding and sneaking around. It’s a sign I shouldn’t have been messing around with a married woman in the first fucking place.” It was time for me to man up and apologize for being with her when I knew better.

  I sat beside her and rested my elbows on my knees letting my hands hang. “Eve, I’m sorry I even fell down this rabbit hole with you. My judgment was fucked up and I knew better. I just didn’t give a fuck and that was selfish. I apologize. We have to move on though.”

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bsp; “Do you love her, Matthew?” I was caught off guard by Eve’s question for a moment. I sat staring at her wondering if I should divulge my feelings about Krissy at all. Brilliant gray eyes bored into me, waiting for an answer.

  “Yes,” I swallowed. The three-letter word tumbled out of my mouth involuntarily. I couldn’t sit in front of anyone and withhold the way I felt about Krissy. I was crazy about her.

  Eve turned her head away from me and I shut my eyes for a second. She was making this way harder than it had to be. “Eve, why are you acting like we had so much history? I know you care about me but I highly doubt you’re in love. You have to love your husband…right? I mean, something is there,” I reasoned.

  “I don’t love him, Matthew. I haven’t loved Raymond in quite a long time. I don’t remember the last time I felt anything like what I feel when I’m with you.” She smiled through the emotions threatening to fall from her eyes.

  “I don’t get it though, we never shared anything but sex. How can you fall for someone with nothing but sex to go on?” I was truly perplexed.

  “It’s your energy. It’s amazing and it drew me right in. We were so fiery together. I love fire.” She smiled a little and took a sip of wine.

  “Me too. That’s probably why we clicked when we shouldn’t have.” I stared into her eyes and thanked God when I didn’t feel anything for her. Nothing stirred. Not even in the most remote way. “Eve, if you’re not in love with Ray, why don’t you leave him? You don’t have any kids. He’s parading around like your family’s money is his and he worked for it. He treats you like a trophy. That’s not love.” I was genuinely curious why someone as beautiful as Eve would stick around with Palmer. He wasn’t even in her butler’s tax bracket.

  “The Moreau’s don’t believe in divorce, Matthew. There is no leaving him. I made my choice and now it’s my choice for life.” She sounded so distant.