by Ava May
Hell I’d let her do anything she wanted.
“My god,” she whispered.
I started getting a bit nervous when she didn’t move to undress. “Your turn baby.”
She shook her head as if coming out of a fog. “I don’t know.”
Now I could sense her nerves. I took a step and tugged her closer. “You’re beautiful, Charlie.” Then pulled her tight shirt off and slid the straps from her bra down her arms. She shivered when my fingers gently grazed her skin. “So perfect,” I said when I saw her large breasts with pink nipples that were hard. I lifted the weight of them in both hands and leaned down to kiss the tip of each one.
She kept quiet and let me undress her. Her body trembled and shook the whole time. When I ran finger down her soft rounded stomach she tensed.
“Oh stop it I love you the way you are. I love your curves.”
I ignored her surprised. I’d already told her I was in love with her. I slid the elastic down her shapely thighs. She wriggled her hips seemingly to help and the pants fell to the ground. She stepped out of them kicking them to the side. She hadn’t been wearing panties, and I clenched my jaw before I ran my finger over her wetness. She was as aroused as I was.
She gasped and parted her thighs when I ran my finger along her slit. “It’s been a long time, Ash.”
“I’ll be gentle baby. Lay down on your bed for me. Spread your legs.”
She nodded and turned around and climbed on her bed before lying down and doing as I told her. I licked my lips loving how she looked. She was perfect. I wasn’t lying to her. I know she felt I was just saying things because I wanted her, but I would show her. My cock roared with excitement. She would be mine and I would never let her go.
I got on the bed sliding between her legs. Without warning her I held her hips and ran my tongue along her. She yelled in surprise and her hips rose on instinct. I did it over and over again, running circles around her clit until she was panting and shaking so close to release, yet not. I wanted to feel her climax around my cock. I wanted her to grip me tightly.
I hovered over her and smiled. When I leaned to kiss her she turned up her nose and I shook my head and kissed her anyways. She moaned when she realized she could taste herself in my mouth. She kissed me back eagerly as I slid into the tightest pussy I’d ever had.
I felt her tense and stopped moving. Pulling back now it was my turn to pant. There was no way in hell I was going to make it long. “Shit.”
She grimaced. “Sorry.”
I shook my head. “Never, ever apologize. It’s just been awhile for me.”
She seemed surprised and lay still as I eased my way inside of her. When I was fully seated I let out shaky breath and told myself to buck the hell up. I was in the fucking military. I should be able to hold out my climax for the woman I loved. It was hard to focus when her muscles contracted around me. Her tiny hands slid up my back gripping me. It was when she took it upon herself to wrap her thick thighs around my waist that did me it. It pulled me even deeper inside of her and I couldn’t stop myself.
I rocked against her slowly at first and built up until I swore I’d send up through the wall. She didn’t seem to mind that I drove into her like a starving man. She whined and moaned and held up meeting each of my powerful thrusts. I knew when she shattered because I felt ever part of her tense and then after driving into her again she screamed my name.
I shook and hearing my name spill from her beautiful lips was all it took to take me over the edge.
“I fucking love you, Charlie.”
She moaned and held on tightly. She didn’t say it back but when I looked at her I saw the tears in her eyes. I knew she loved me too, and I also knew something was holding her back from saying those all-important words back to me.
Chapter 7
Charlie
Charlie braced her hands on the sink and groaned. What the hell? She said she couldn’t be with him, and what did she do? She slept with him. God, it was fantastic, but she broke down too easily. Then he told her how much he loved her. It was too much. She had been alone for too long and his declarations were fast. She had love for him, and she knew it would be easy to fall in love with him. Hell, she was probably already there, but she wasn’t ready to admit it. She worried about what he would say if she were to tell him her biggest fear.
The knock pulled her out of her thoughts.
“Charlie, baby. I know you’re in there second-guessing yourself, what we just did, but I swear I’m not messing around with you.” He sounded so sincere and she cringed. How did he know what she was doing? They hadn’t been around each other in three years, yet he seemed to know what she was thinking and feeling.
She wiped her eyes and swished some mouthwash in her mouth before spitting it into the sink. She took a deep breath and opened the door. Seeing him standing there, looking lost and maybe even a little confused, she broke. No one was as sweet at this giant man. She had no doubt he was hard as hell and tough as they came, but right now he was just a man feeling very insecure about the fact he said he loved her, more than once, and she had yet to say it back.
Charlie leaned into him and kissed him. “Ash—”
He shook his head. “No don’t say it. I want you to say it when you’re ready. It’s not something I will force. I know how you feel.”
“I need to talk to you about something. Before—” she gestured between them. “—this goes any further.”
He nodded and tugged her to the bed. She sat down and sighed. He sat at the edge of the bed watching her.
“After the cancer something happened.”
He sat watching her holding her hand.
“I can’t have children—ever. They had to take both of my ovaries to save me.”
He blinked, and she waited for him to say anything but he didn’t see to get it.
“You said you wanted to have a big family. I can’t give that to you now.”
He smirked. “That’s it?”
She frowned not happy. “It’s a really big deal. You have no idea what it’s like to know I’ll never be a mother.”
Ash sighed. “Oh baby, yes you will. You know how many children are abandoned every single day. You can be a mother to as many as you want.”
“It won’t be the same though. The child won’t be mine.”
“Yes it will. It doesn’t matter if you’re the one to give birth to that child or not. You’re going to be the one to love it like no other, like you are the birth mother. Baby, think about it, you’ll get to save children from horrible suffering. I think that’s wonderful.”
“But I would be able to have a child from you.”
“So? I just want a big family. I have no problem with adoption.”
She teared up. She never thought a man would say that. It was silly, really. People adopted all the time but she had ignored that as a possible solution. She didn’t want to think about all the mothers who gave up their children or lost them. It pissed her off because she couldn’t be a mother herself. She laughed for the first time in a while.
“You’re good now?” he asked.
“I guess I always ignored that possibility for some reason. I felt less of a woman.”
He shook his head. “That’s crazy, Charlie. You’re the strongest woman I know. You survived cancer. You will be a mother as soon as you wan3t, and now you have me because just so you now I’m not going back. I’m staying here with you. I don’t want to miss out anymore.”
She gasped and wiped her tears. For the first time in a long time, she felt love bloom in her chest. Ash was exactly what she was looking for. She’d figure out the rest later. For now, she wanted to enjoy her happiness. With a smile she tackled him and kissed him. “I love you too,” she said.
Before he could respond she kissed him the way she had never kissed anyone before. The words were so easy to say, when she knew she meant it. She’d never really loved a man before. It was both exciting and terrifying.
THE END
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Chapter 1
I sat in my old tree house with my feet dangling over the edge. It was strange to be home. I’d avoided it so much in the last couple of years it no longer felt like it was my home. Mom was happy with the new baby. Shelby was adorable, but I wasn’t interested in seeing every little new thing she did. I was happy Mom had a new purpose.
Shelby gave her someone else to worry about for a change and there was less focus on me. That’s what I needed, until I figured out how to take my life back. I leaned back giving my ribs a break and allowed the tears to fall. Jacob had really done it this time. It was getting harder to hide the marks. I didn’t know what to do.
Anytime I tried to call things off he found a way around it. He knew what to do to get me back. He used my self-esteem against me. He knew I was uncomfortable in my skin. He always promised it wouldn’t happen again, but then inevitably it did. I was a lost cause. Somehow he always sucked me in, and I wasn’t sure what to do about it. I said no, but then he kissed me and that was it. I was addicted to him. When it was good it was great, but when it was bad, it was a nightmare.
Lifting a finger to my rib I sucked in a breath. Just that one tiny touch and I was in a world of pain. I thought it might have been broken, but I was too scared to go to the hospital. I wasn’t good at lying. It was why I stayed away. Mom would know. She always did. That’s why I was thankful for the baby. Shelby kept the questions away. I sat up and cringed. I’d wrapped a bandage around my ribs, but I didn’t think it was doing the trick.
A car pulled up, and when I saw the yellow mustang dread filled me. He wasn’t supposed to be here. I came home to get away from him. I needed space. I should have known it wouldn’t work. When Jacob got out of the passenger side of his car I knew I was in trouble. There was only one reason he wouldn’t be driving. He was wasted.
“Brenna!” he yelled and I gasped and hurried out of the tree house. I couldn’t let him wake anyone. Ignoring the jabs of pain in my side, I ran across my yard as he was about to cause me problems.
“Jacob,” I hissed. “What the hell are you doing here?”
He smiled but it wasn’t a happy smile, and I shrank back from his hand. “Baby, I came to take you home, where you belong.”
I glared at him. “I’m not going anywhere with you, and don’t wake my mom. The baby doesn’t sleep well yet, and she needs her rest.”
He wobbled towards me and nearly fell, but I caught him and moaned when my already hurt rib burned in agony.
“I said you’re coming home with me, like we planned.”
“That plan changed when you kicked the shit out of me with your damn steel-toed boots.” I was surprised by how well I was standing up for myself. Normally I cowered and obeyed.
His eyes widened. He must have been surprised by my defiance too. He brushed up against me and gripped my wrist tightly in his hand. The smell of alcohol nearly made me vomit. He smelled like a freakin bottle of Jack. I gaged and tried to pull away, but he yanked me against his body.
“You know what happens with you piss me off. If you would just fucking listen I wouldn’t have to hurt you.”
I cried now because I knew what was going to happen. “No, I won’t let you. Not this time. I told you it was over, and I meant it.”
He chuckled and nuzzled my neck. “You don’t mean that baby, you love me, my touch,” he followed by running his hand up my side and grazing the underside of my breast. “You can’t resist how I touch you. I know my baby’s body.” His lips brushed my neck and I tilted my head to the side succumbing to his demands.
“Good girl,” he replied and reached down to push my skirt up. “I love when you make it easy for me.”
I gasped when he fingers brushed my panties. I didn’t want this, but why couldn’t I stop him? This time I’d be strong. “Stop, I don’t want this,” I said and sobbed. When I pulled away I felt another body at my back. Another pair of hands held me in place. Another set of lips on my skin. Tears fell down my cheeks in rivers now. Not again. I couldn’t do this again.
I shook and tried to find a way out. “No more. I don’t want this.” I yanked my hand from Jacob, but there was no way out, not with Alex behind me. I squeezed my eyes shut when I felt them work together to remove my panties. There was nothing I could do. I didn’t want my mom to know. I was ashamed of what I had become. Of what I allowed to happen. I cried and repeated, “No.” over and over again.
Just as I thought Jacob was going to force me, he was ripped from me and thrown across the yard. Alex dropped his hands and back away from me. When I focused I saw Gabriel with fire in his eyes. “Brenna, sweetheart. Please look away.”
I nodded covering my eyes.
“You motherfucker, you will never lay another hand on her. Do you hear me, douchebag?”
Then I heard flesh against flesh and knew Gabriel was beating the shit out of Jacob. He cried and sobbed begging him to stop, and I lowered my hands to see Alex staring wide eyed at the fight in front of us. He didn’t move to help his friend.
“Please stop!”
“Are you going to keep your fucking hands off of her?”
“Yes, yes,” he sobbed and I watched in morbid fascination as Gabriel straddled his body and lifted his fist as if he was going to hit him again. He’d done enough, and I sped to him and wrapped my small hand over his.
He glanced over at me with something in his expression I didn’t quite understand.
“Stop, Gabriel. You’ve made your point.”
He clenched his jaw and glanced back at Jacob who looked as though he was going to piss himself.
“Stay away from me. It’s over, and take your fucking goon with you. If I see you near me I’ll call Gabriel, and next time I won’t stop him.” Having Gabriel there made me feel strong. I knew no one would hurt me if he was there.
He looked at Jacob. “Next time, you won’t be so lucky. Next time, Brenna won’t be there to stop me.”
He moved off of Jacob slowly as if to make the fear settle. It worked. Jacob’s body shook, and I knew he was in a world of pain. His face was covered in blood and his eyes were nearly swollen shut. I didn’t even know what other problems he would be facing. Gabriel really laid him out. When he grabbed my hand I did my best not to pull away.
“Now get the hell off of my property and take your pussy with you.”
Jacob crawled to his feet and ran from my yard. He wasn’t drunk anymore. I hadn’t even noticed that Alex had already slipped away. He was lucky that Gabriel was more focused on Jacob or he’d be black and blue too. I didn’t know what I wasn’t scared. Jacob had hurt me on more than one occasion, but seeing Gabriel hitting him to protect me didn’t scare me. Maybe it was because I knew those fists would never be used on me.
He looked at me heaving. He was angry still and his fists were clenched. When he looked at me he softened his eyes. “Brenna, we’re going to have a very long talk, but not now. I have to go. You call me if they come back, and I’ll be here in a second.” He ran his shaky hand through his curly hair. “And for fucks sake please stop calling me Gabriel. It’s Gabe.” Then he jogged away leaving me standing there wondering what kind of talk he intended to have. I knew he cared about me. He’d told me as much. It was the main reason I stayed away. I never knew when he was going to be visiting his dad. I didn’t need the complication of Gabriel Baxter in my life.
Chapter 2
Instead of going inside, I climbed back up into the tree house ignoring the pain in my r
ibs. I wiped my eyes getting rid of the evidence of my tears. It was a close call, and I had never been more appreciative of Gabriel than I was in that one moment, but now he knew my secret.
I sat staring at the sky for what felt like hours before I felt Gabriel climb the rope latter into my haven. He knocked on the wood and I glanced at him.
“Can I come in?”
I sighed and shrugged.
He ducked his head and sat down sitting Indian style. His knuckles were bruised and swollen, but he had washed the blood away.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
He laughed humorlessly. “I should be asking you the same thing, Brenna.”
“Please don’t tell anyone.”
“That’s why you stopped coming home? Your boyfriend was beating on you and—” he said, disgusted, and even though he didn’t finish his thought I knew what he was going to say.
“Partially. I was ashamed, and I didn’t know how to stop it.”
“Well, I stopped it. If that motherfucker comes near you again, I want you to call me and scream. Why didn’t you scream?”
I wiped my eyes trying to keep the tears away. “I didn’t want my mom to know, or your dad.” I looked at him. “I knew your dad would tell you. He’s got that some protectiveness you have, and I knew this would happen if you knew.”
“Damn straight, no one is allowed to touch you that way. Ever.”
I sighed. “You can’t do that again, Gabriel—”