The Moreau Estates

by Danielle James

I climbed over Andrew’s Hill and pushed myself to hurry through the thicket of trees. By the time I got to the side door of the house, my fingers were numb. Too numb to put the key in right. Luckily, Matt heard me fumbling around at the door and opened it for me.

  “Holy shit, Krissy. Come here,” he sighed pulling me inside. We usually kept the house pretty cool and snuggled under the blankets for warmth at night but once Matt saw my chattering teeth, he cut the heat on full blast.

  He spent ten minutes kissing my frozen fingertips while we sat on the floor of our room in front of the heat vent. My heart swelled at how gentle and concerned he was. “Krissy, why didn’t you drive over?” He asked, frustrated.

  “Too risky,” I shivered.

  “Yeah, but so is freezing your ass off. Your goddamn lips are nearly blue, Krissy.” He looked at me and shook his head then pressed his lips to mine. I forgot what winter was for a moment because Matt made me burn. My pussy was slick with desire when he pulled away from my needy mouth.

  “Let me make you some hot chocolate.” He stood to his feet and took long strides to the kitchen. I followed him like a string tethered us together.

  “You’re so good to me Matthew Wilmore,” I purred. The pure adoration I had for him turned my cheeks hot and some of the freeze started to thaw.

  “Even when you do stupid shit like walk over here when it’s eight degrees outside.”

  “Yes, even then,” I laughed. I watched his strong back as he stood in front of the stove and stirred a small pot of cocoa powder, milk, and sugar. His body was so perfect. I wanted to touch every rigid part of him.

  Every. Part.

  “Promise me you won’t do anything stupid like that again,” he said with his back to me. His shoulder blades flexed beneath his smooth skin and I nearly lost my thoughts. I was supposed to respond to him.

  Say something, Krissy.

  “I promise,” I said, clearing my throat. I let my eyes dip down to his perfect, tight ass and I squirmed in my chair. I was seconds away from an orgasm and he wasn’t even facing me.

  “Drink,” Matt grunted. He shoved a mug at me and I took it. The steam thawed the tip of my nose and I let my eyes fall shut. It smelled heavenly. “I’m going to watch you drink every drop then I’m going to fuck you on this table to finish warming you up.”

  I pressed my thighs together trying to calm the ache building deep inside of me. I’d never wanted to finish a cup of cocoa so badly. Damn.

  The moment I took my last sip, Matt moved the mug to the counter and dropped his lips to mine in a slow, deep kiss. “Your tongue tastes like chocolate,” he mused, making me stand.

  “Clearly, you like tasting chocolate,” I teased.

  “I do. So bend over.” Once I was naked, he lapped at my pussy and drank in my juices. I wasn’t cold anymore. I loved when he ate my pussy from behind. It always made me cum so hard I was rendered speechless.

  I rested my forehead against the cool wooden table and groaned at his hot tongue probing my cunt. His beard tickled my thighs and intensified the sensation coursing through me. It was a thick sensation that I couldn’t describe. I only knew it made my stomach flop and my thighs quiver.

  “God, Papi, I’m so close,” I moaned quietly.

  “I know,” he growled with his lips right against my swollen pussy lips. The vibrations pushed me closer. I felt the loss of his body heat, but it returned quickly followed by this thick, long cock pushing inside of me. I shattered with an orgasm instantly. Matt was so skilled at giving me climaxes. He knew my body better than I knew it and I wasn’t complaining.

  He felt so good inside of me. I was so full. I was well on my way to another glorious orgasm.

  “Oh, wow. What have we here?” A chill raced down my spine and my body stiffened. Colton’s voice was the last thing I wanted to hear while Matt was deep inside of me. He let out a slow whistle while Matt and I separated and I hurried into my pants.

  “Colton, what the fuck are you doing in this house?” I growled.

  “I’m security, baby. It’s my job to secure the grounds and that includes vacant properties. Looks like this one isn’t so vacant though.” His seafoam green eyes bored into me making me hot with anger. I stepped forward to say something to him when I felt a band of steel across my waist.

  Matt swept me behind him and stood in front of me so that all I could really see was his strong back. “Don’t talk to her. You’re done speaking to her.” I could feel ripples of rage pouring from him as he regarded Colton.

  While a part of me was hoping for a chance to see Matt knock Colton’s teeth out, the other part of me didn’t want to explain that to my parents.

  Fuck.

  My parents.

  Anxiety shrouded me. They would have my head, Matt’s head, and Colton’s head for decoration. Especially my father.

  Fuck…

  **

  MATTHEW

  “You’re Wilmore, the fucker that gets a pass to park in the security lot. That shit stops now. Wait until her parents find out that she’s fucking another grown ass man right under their noses. You have a type, huh, Kris?” Colton looked at Krissy and sneered.

  My muscles felt like they would pop if I didn’t sink my knuckles into Colton’s smug ass face. I hated the way he talked to Krissy like he had something over her. I hated the fact that he got to see her body while I was fucking her. She was mine and the only eyes that needed to see her naked body writhing in pleasure were mine.

  “Hey! I said don’t fucking talk to her. You have anything to say you can say it to me.” He peeked around me trying to lock eyes with Krissy but I had her blocked from view.

  “God, I can’t wait to tell Joel about his sweet little girl and what a fucking slut she turned out to be,” Colton chuckled, shaking his head. Black started to pulse around the edges of my vision. I hated the way he talked about her. “Did she tell you about me? I used to fuck her tight pussy too. Something about fucking little Krissy from the back and watching that ass—” His next words were cut short, courtesy of my fist.

  A loud gasp escaped Krissy when Colton stumbled backward clutching his bloody mouth. Satisfaction sank into my tense muscles and joints. I reared my fist back and drove it into his reckless mouth again.

  He fell against the wall and spat bloody saliva onto the kitchen floor. “Okay, okay…fuck,” he slurred. Colton covered his pretty boy face with his hands and I let my fist fall. My chest heaved with each breath.

  “Get the fuck out before you need dentures,” I growled at him.

  “You two…you have to vacate,” he spat. He dragged his forearm across his mouth, smearing dark red on his navy blue jacket.

  “We do? I’m guessing if we don’t you’ll report us, huh? Now, the person you’re reporting to, whether it’s the police or your boss, do you think they’d be interested in knowing that the head of Moreau Estates security likes to fuck minors?

  I think they would. Because see, Krissy and her parents will corroborate that story. Me? I’m fucking a legal adult in a house loaned to me by a friend whose father owns this entire neighborhood. Which means by default he owns you too.

  Why do you think I get a pass to park in the security lot? Why do you think I don’t have to be logged in?” My story was half-truth, half-bullshit but I don’t think Colton could tell which was which and he’d been knocked around pretty badly. His brain probably wasn’t in the best shape to discern things.

  “Fuck you, Wilmore! Maybe I can’t make you leave this house but I can tell Krissy’s dad all about this shit.” He stumbled out after his weak threat and I stood, quaking with rage. If I didn’t think I’d go to jail, I would have done worse.

  “Oh my god, he’s going to tell my dad, Matt.” Krissy was freaking out. Her hands shook and tears swam in her eyes.

  “We’ll fix this. Colton is a goddamn coward. He damn near cried when I punched him in his face. Your father punched him in the face too. I highly doubt he’s going to waltz up to your house and sit down for lu
nch with him,” I said, cupping her face in my hands. I dotted her face with kisses.

  “Tell me you believe we’ll fix this, Krissy.” She nodded her head in response then wrapped her arms around me, pressing her head to my chest.

  “We’ll fix it. We can’t wait until May though, baby.” I knew her words were true so I didn’t fight them. I’d be there for her and she wouldn’t have to do a damn thing on her own.

  “Let me know what you want to do, Krissy. I’m behind you all the way,” I assured her.

  “I don’t know what he’s going to do but I can’t let him tell my parents about us before I do. We just had a big talk about them keeping something huge from me. I have to be honest with them now. I wanted to wait but I can’t.” We knew what had to happen and no matter how nervous we were Colton couldn’t have the upper hand.

  **

  The next day, Krissy decided to stick around her house to feel out her parents to see if Colton had told them anything. So far, he hadn’t said a word. I knew that wouldn’t last though. Colton was a bitch and he would try to hurt Krissy however he could, especially if his ego was bruised.

  “I miss you so much,” she breathed over the phone.

  “I know, I miss you too. Stick around after school tomorrow.”

  “Okay, it’s almost time for the Valentine’s Day dance anyway. I’ll say I was helping out.” I loved how quickly her mind worked. Even though I didn’t mind sneaking around with Krissy, I couldn’t wait for the day when I didn’t have to hide my feelings for her anymore.

  It was hard as fuck the next morning watching her in class. She kept putting her ink pen in her mouth and I kept trying to focus but losing my train of thought every five minutes. I wanted to reach out and touch her, I wanted to kiss her soft lips and slide my hands up her skirt.

  When the bell rang for second period. I walked over to her desk and stood beside her while she gathered her things painfully slow. “Krissy, you seemed distracted in class today. You wouldn’t keep that goddamn pen out of your mouth. Everything okay?” I quizzed. I kept my voice low and my eyes peeled. Just because we had a new principal didn’t mean I could do whatever I wanted.

  Her pale brown eyes found mine, and she shook her head. “I’ll tell you after school,” she whispered. I reached out and skimmed the back of her hand with my fingertips.

  “Colton didn’t…” I asked without totally finishing my question. She shook her head quickly and slung her book bag over her shoulder. “Okay,” I exhaled with relief.

  “I’ll talk to you after school, Mr. Wilmore.” She flashed a phony smile but it was still beautiful. My head throbbed watching her walk out of my class without being able to touch or kiss her. The end of the school day would take forever to arrive.

  I counted down the minutes until the last bell of the day rang, and when it did, I may have dismissed my last class without giving homework. Once all the students filed out of the hallways, Krissy came into my room and dropped her bag on the floor near her desk.

  She pushed the classroom door closed and rushed into my arms. It was like she hadn’t breathed all day until she touched me. Once my lungs filled with air again, I realized the same was true for me.

  “You okay?” I asked, tangling my fingers in her thick curls.

  “I am now.” She rubbed her forehead with the heel of her hand and pulled away from my embrace. When she sat on my desk, my fingers found her sides and marched up and down her rib cage. Touching her grounded me. Krissy was my meditation.

  “Colton called my father last night after I got off the phone with you. I heard him talking about it while I was in my room. He didn’t answer the call but can you imagine if he did.” Her eyes flashed worry and I hated that I couldn’t make all this shit go away for her. It was my job to protect her and I was going to make sure I did.

  “So what are you going to do?” I asked her.

  “I’m going to tell them when I get home.” Her throat dipped when she swallowed. It was the first time I’d seen her really nervous.

  “You want me to be there when you do it?” I asked. She shook her head vehemently.

  “Matt, no. I need to do this. I’m terrified but I have to,” she said.

  “Why are you so scared baby? Your parents are level-headed. Nothing like Zuri’s dad, right?” I asked, curling my fingers around the back of her neck.

  “Right. My father isn’t very rational when it comes to me though. I’m his baby. When it comes to me and guys, he loses it. If he tells me I can’t see you…I’m going to lose it,” she huffed.

  “Well, you still have to come to school so I’ll see you.” I tried to smile but the weight of what she was saying started to really sink in. I couldn’t handle not seeing Krissy every day. I couldn’t handle not touching her and smelling the shampoo she used or the perfume she sprayed on her skin. I couldn’t handle not hearing her laugh or hearing her moan.

  “You’re right. I’m overthinking this, right? I can go in there and have a rational conversation with my parents. I’m eighteen. I can technically make the decision to see you without anything drastic happening like you getting arrested. They just can’t know exactly when we started seeing each other.”

  “Exactly,” I nodded. “I started fucking you on your eighteenth birthday for all anyone needs to know.” I slid my thumb along her chin while she looked at me incredulously. It made her crack a smile though.

  “God, I’m so nervous I feel like I’m going to be sick. I know Colton is going to start his shift soon so I need to get home and get this over with before he shows up at my house trying to tell my parents,” Krissy paced back and forth and my eyes followed her like my own personal Pong match. I reached out and plucked her from the constant back and forth, taking her shoulders in my hands.

  “Calm down. Everything will be fine. Go home, okay?” She nodded her head, her full curls bouncing up and down. I pulled her close and pressed my lips to her forehead while she splayed her hands out on my back.

  “I love you, Matt,” she spoke with her pretty eyes closed like a prayer for strength.

  “I love you too, Krissy,” I replied. Watching her leave was hard. It was much harder than I anticipated. I kept hearing her say that she was nervous and scared and I realized that I could never ever let her face something like that alone.

  I cut off my computer, packed up my papers and locked the Universal Room for the night. I was going to be with my girl. I couldn’t let her face her parents alone. She wasn’t in a relationship alone.

  **

  I pulled up to her house and parked in the huge circular driveway. The Lucas house was bigger than the vacant mansion Krissy and I spent all of our time in. It was smaller than Eve’s house though. I walked up to the huge double doors and rang the doorbell.

  Mrs. Lucas answered the door with a soft smile on her face. Recognition washed over her when she saw me. I’d met all my students’ parents during back to school night. That included the Lucas family.

  “Mr. Wilmore? Is everything okay? What are you doing here?” She asked.

  “What?” I heard Krissy gasp from further inside the house. She rushed into the foyer and slid to a stop, her lips were parted and her chest rose and fell rapidly. Jesus, she looked beautiful. Our eyes met and time seemed to slow down.

  “What are you doing here?” She hissed, hurrying over to me.

  “Did you already start?” I asked her quietly. She shook her head and looked at her mother.

  “Anyone wanna tell me what’s going on?” Mrs. Lucas asked. I knew from dealing with Krissy that once a hand was anchored firmly to the hip of a Lucas woman, it was never good.

  “Carmen, who’s at the door?” Mr. Lucas’ deep voice sounded from down the hall. “Krissy, I thought you wanted to talk to us about something serious?” He paused when he got to the foyer and looked at me with a curious expression. “Mr. Wilmore, right?” He extended his hand and I shook it. I knew after a few minutes he would regret shaking my hand.

  “Can w
e all have a seat, Mr. and Mrs. Lucas?” I asked, offering a warm smile. Still uncertain, they welcomed me into their home and we all sat in the den. The air around us was so still. A storm was brewing though.

  “You really didn’t have to do this,” Krissy looked at me with tears clinging to the rims of her eyes.

  “Did you think I would let you do this alone?” I asked, taking her hand in mine. I didn’t miss Mr. Lucas’ eyes as he honed in on the small action of unity.

  “What is the meaning of this visit, Mr. Wilmore? Is everything okay in school?” Mr. Lucas shifted in his chair and looked at me with a stern glare.

  “Everything is perfect in school. Krissy is at the top of her class and she’s a wonderful girl. That’s not why I’m here though, Mr. and Mrs. Lucas.” I could sense Krissy’s nerves jittering out of control. Her knee wouldn’t stop bouncing and her nails dug into my skin.

  “Matt, please…” she whispered. Mrs. Lucas’ eyebrows nearly hit her hairline when she heard her daughter call me Matt.

  “We’re in this together,” I whispered back. I turned my gaze to Krissy’s parents and forced a smile even though I was nervous too. “Mr. and Mrs. Lucas, I’m in love with your daughter.” The words fell from my lips like bombs and landed on the floor in between us all. Krissy sucked in a breath and held it then squeezed my hand for dear life.

  “What?” Her father boomed and stood to his feet. I held his gaze even though he looked like he wanted to kill me. I wasn’t scared though.

  Krissy and I were doing the right thing and it was cringe-worthy at the moment but things wouldn’t always be that way. I could have hidden and not stood by her side while she told her parents. I could have convinced her to lie and tell them I was some random older guy and not her teacher but eventually, it would have all come out anyway.

  I wanted her parents to know about us and I wanted Krissy to know that as long as we were together she never had to face another thing alone.

  **

  KRISSY

  Time shattered into a million tiny fragments after Matt announced he was in love with me. I was frozen to the spot on the couch beside him. My fingers were cemented to his.