by Jamie Knight
“This is your first time, right?” I nodded. “I’ll go slow then.”
“Okay,” I breathed.
I held onto Noah’s shoulders as he positioned his tip at my entrance. I felt the head of his cock glide up and down my folds, spreading the wetness around.
“Are you relaxed?”
I took a deep breath. My muscles eased into the mattress. “I think so.”
Noah nodded and started to push into me. I knew it wasn’t going to be easy, but it felt like I’m completely full.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, it just feels different.”
I grunted a little, trying to hide my discomfort. I didn’t want Noah to think I wasn’t enjoying this. I wanted him to keep going. It felt so good to have him inside me. I’d never felt closer to anyone.
“You should tell me if it hurts. I can stop —”
“No! I don’t want you to stop.”
He smirked, amused by my enthusiasm. “Or I can change up what I’m doing. You’re supposed to have a good time, too.”
“It hurts a little,” I admitted.
“Okay, I’ll be gentle.”
I didn’t know why I was so surprised with how he was treating me. Even though Noah had changed drastically two years ago, he had never been mean to me. Maybe it was all the emotions from the two of us finally sleeping together that was getting to me.
Noah continued pushing into me, making sure to watch for my reaction. The discomfort did grow as Noah got deeper and deeper, but there was also something else increasing at the edges — a pleasurable feeling starting in my center.
“Go faster.”
Noah looked at me with surprise, but not too much time later, he increased his pace, moving his pelvis back and forth, his balls slapping against my ass. I moved my hands up from his shoulders into the hair at the nape of his neck. Our bodies were slick with sweat. The incredible pressure mounted as Noah continued to pound into me.
I was basically screaming, it probably would sound like absolute insanity if anyone could hear us, but I didn’t care. My body felt so good, and Noah felt so good. I just wanted to stay this close to him forever.
We moved together until I felt Noah shudder in my arms. His cum shooting into me set of my own orgasm, and my body exploded into a million tiny pieces as I was filled with pleasure like I hadn’t felt before. My pussy clamped around his cock. A wave of relief flooded through me, making even my toes tingle.
Noah took a few moments to catch his breath before rolling off of me. I turned towards him, expecting some type of conversation, but he was facing the other direction already on his way to sleep. I felt kind of tired myself, and he had been out all day, so I tried not to take it personally. I turned on my side and closed my eyes. We’d probably get a chance to talk the next day.
I woke up early, expecting to find Noah next to me, but I was all alone in his bed. It was getting hard not to take these actions personally. Did he not like something about me? From what I could tell, the sex was pretty great. He seemed to be really into it. Maybe we needed to talk. I needed to hear from Noah where his head was at.
I got out of bed and headed to Noah’s bathroom. I looked like a mess, but there wasn’t much I could do. I put my hair up in a bun, doing my best. Going back to the bedroom, I put my underwear back on and grabbed one of Noah’s shirts, pulling it over my head. It was so big on me, but I felt more ready to talk to him. I thought we were going to talk last night. I hadn’t expected my lingerie to work so effectively.
But if I wanted the momentum to continue, Noah would have to talk to me. Something he tended to avoid.
When I went out into the hallway, I found Noah pacing back and forth. He was only wearing a pair of boxers, giving me an unobstructed view of his muscular body. It was just as good the morning after.
“Good morning.”
Noah stopped pacing when he noticed me looking at him. “That can’t happen again.” He motioned towards his closed bedroom door.
“Why not?” I was playing with my hands, full of nerves. I didn’t want Noah to completely shut me out again. I didn’t think I could deal with that a second time.
“It’s wrong. You have to know that.”
I struggled with those thoughts too. I had felt bad because Noah had been married to my sister. I was worried about what people would think and what it meant about my moral standings.
The biggest thing that ate me up was how Kylie would feel. Was this just me jumping on the opportunity with no regard to my late sister? The guilt was heavy, and it was part of the reason why I left when Noah asked me. It was easier to run away than deal with my mixed-up feelings, and I could blame him at the same time. But after some deep thought and soul searching, I realized we weren’t doing anything wrong. Yeah, it was a little weird, but our feelings for one another just grew because we had fostered a deep connection after a major tragedy.
“It’s not, Noah. I know it feels strange—”
“No one can replace Kylie.”
There was a long pause after Noah said that. Did he think that was what I was trying to do?
“I don’t want to replace Kylie. I’m not Kylie. I’m Scarlett, and I want to be here as Scarlett.”
“It’s not that simple…”
“Isn’t it. I mean, I can help out. You can’t stay in the mansion forever. I was here for a year and saw how you shut yourself up in here. And it doesn’t look like much has changed. Plus, maybe Olivia should try out a preschool before going to kindergarten. Do you have any plans for her?”
“I’ve been thinking about it,” he mumbled.
“Olivia’s lonely, Noah. She doesn’t really have any friends. There’s Bryant, but she needs to be around people more. Let me help with that.” I tried to reach out and touch him, but Noah backed away.
“She doesn’t need a new mom,” Noah bit back. “A sibling would do her more good.”
It hurt that he was talking to me like this. It felt like his opinion of me was low to think I just wanted to come in and take over. I wanted to work with Noah. I needed him to understand that.
Maybe I needed to do something drastic.
“Okay, then.”
“Okay, what?” Noah looked at me, his eyes searching mine.
“I can help with giving Olivia a sibling.”
It sounded absolutely crazy coming out of my mouth, and my thoughts were backed up with the look Noah gave me.
“What?”
“I want to help, Noah.”
I doubled down—no backing out now. And I didn’t want to, not really. I wanted Noah to understand how committed I was to Olivia. And how committed I was to him as well.
This time, I was putting up a fight, even if that meant having his child.
Chapter Six - Noah
After Scarlett and I had our weird morning conversation, I told her I needed some time on my own. She didn’t seem happy, but she also didn’t argue. She went to her room, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I wasn’t alone enough, though. I needed to get outside.
I wrote a note letting Scarlett know I was heading out. I asked her to pick up my daughter from Hope and Darren’s house. Olivia would enjoy seeing her aunt, and I knew Hope would too. I grabbed a small pack and filled it with a few things I would need for my hike before heading out.
I went to one of my preferred paths. It wasn’t near the cliff where Kylie had her accident. That one used to be our favorite, but ever since, I hadn’t gone back. It was hard to think about her. My wife and I hadn’t had much time together. We met a year before we got married, and the connection was instant. I had never fallen for anyone the way I fell for Kylie. I had planned on spending the rest of my life with her.
Once we were married, Olivia was born not too much time later. We were a happy little family. We had three years of perfect bliss, and then she was gone. It felt like some kind of divine punishment. I hadn’t been a bad person, but I wasn’t necessarily
good before I met Kylie. She gave me purpose outside of building up my business, something I ended doing more out of obligation more than anything. Kylie showed me I could follow my own path.
Now that she was gone, did that path include Scarlett? When Kylie and I were together, I was actually under the impression that Scarlett didn’t like me. Kylie would always tell me that wasn’t true, but she never really spoke to me. The birth of Olivia seemed to create a bridge between us, but we were never close back then.
She really stepped up when Kylie died. I was surprised when she offered to move in and help out. Olivia loved her. It was as good as things could be with my wife dead, but then I felt myself growing feelings, and that’s what scared me. It was much too soon to move on after Kylie—and another year later still felt too soon.
But Scarlett did have some points. I allowed myself to shut down from the world, and it was affecting Olivia. It was a miracle she was still a little ball of light, full of so much energy. Maybe I was the problem. I was the one keeping Olivia cooped up in that house.
Scarlett’s offer to have my baby surprised me, but that didn’t mean it was a bad idea. Olivia would be a lot less lonely with someone else closer to her age. Getting Scarlett pregnant could work. The thing was I didn’t want her hanging around. Once Scarlett had the baby, she’d have to leave. I wouldn’t make her go back to her dad, but she couldn’t stay with us. It felt like a good idea.
The only thing that worried me was whether or not Scarlett would agree to it. She seemed determined. It could have been because she had been gone for so long. I wouldn’t mind the occasional visit. She would be doing Olivia and me an enormous favor, but I’d make sure strict rules were established. It was the best outcome for us all.
Chapter Seven - Scarlett
Noah left to go on a hike. He really needed space. It was the second time he left me alone in the house. I knew he was going through his own thing, and I had to give him time to come around, but I was still feeling sad.
The note he left asked me to pick up Olivia. It would be nice to spend some time with her. My spirits were always lifted after playing with my niece. Even if Noah never wanted to be with me again, as long as I had Olivia in my life, I could be happy.
I went through a little routine, getting myself cleaned up and fed before jumping in my car. The drive over to Hope and Darren’s was a relaxing one. I let myself empty my mind. Fretting over Noah right now wasn’t going to do anything. He was on his hike, and while he was out there figuring himself out, I got to see my niece.
I pulled into Hope and Darren’s driveway. I rang the doorbell, and Hope answered.
“Scarlett! Oh, my God!” She wrapped her arms around me and brought me into a tight hug. “Darren told me you were back, and I meant to call.”
“No, no. Don’t worry about it. We were bound to see one another.” We broke apart, and Hope motioned for me to follow her inside.
“I was so sad when you left. It’s always fun having you around. You know Bryant still talks about your pizza. I tried making it, but he said it wasn’t the same.”
“Oh no, did he?”
“I’m telling you, Scarlett. These kids worship the ground you walk on.” Hope and I sat down on the couch. “How has it been, being back?”
“It’s been great. I really missed Olivia, so I’m happy to spend some time with her.”
“Is she the only one you’re happy to see?” Hope asked suggestively.
“I mean, I don’t know.” I got all embarrassed, covering my face with my hands.
When I started living with Noah and Olivia, Hope was someone I ended up confiding in a lot. She was a little older than me, but we just connected. We even kept in contact a little after I left.
“How is Noah doing?”
“The usual, you know. He asked me to leave the first night, but I said no.”
“Look at you, girl! Do you still wanna…?”
I felt myself blushing. “I’ve come to terms with the fact that I’m in love with him. He’s still resistant to me even being there, though. We did… um, things happened last night.”
Her eyes went wide. “Things? What kind of things?”
“Things. I don’t know. Nice things. Sexy things,” I blushed. “But he freaked out this morning, and he’s on a hike clearing his mind.”
Hope nodded. “Sounds like Noah. Give him some time. I’m sure he’ll come around. And if he doesn’t, send him my way, and I’ll get his head on straight.”
Hope and I spent a couple more minutes talking, but then it was time to go. I didn’t get to spend a lot of time with Olivia so far, and I wanted the two of us to have one on one time.
I got Olivia, and we headed back home.
“How was the sleepover?” I asked when we got in the car.
“Fun! We had a tea party, and Bryant let me play with his Legos, and his mommy made us dumplings.”
“That does sound fun. Do you want to have fun with me today?”
“Mmhm. Is Daddy going to be there?”
“Maybe later. He went out, so it’ll just be the two of us for a little bit.”
Olivia didn’t seem upset. In fact, she looked a little excited. I was happy that someone in the house was visually happy to spend time with me.
We got back to the house, and Olivia and I spent the whole day playing together. We did dress up and a tea party. We drew and painted and made things with Play-Doh. It was a happy day.
Noah didn’t come home the whole time. I got Olivia bathed and fed and out her to bed. I was sure he was fine, but I was feeling a little anxious. He hadn’t contacted me, and phone signals were spotty in the woods, but still. I just needed to wait for Noah to come back.
About half an hour after Olivia went to bed, Noah walked through the door. I was so happy to see him that I jumped up and ran straight into him, giving Noah the biggest hug I could.
“You’re back!”
“Of course, I’m back.” Noah seemed a little confused. He gave my back a few pats. He was probably a little freaked out, but I didn’t care. I was just happy he was safe.
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I guess I was just a little worried.” I wiped some tears that came out unexpectedly as I stepped back.
“Right. I should have texted you. I’m sorry.”
An uncomfortable silence fell on the two of us. We were both experiencing memories of what happened two years ago. I hadn’t wanted to admit to myself that that was why I was scared, but it was.
“It’s fine, it’s fine. What were you doing?”
“Why don’t we —” Noah motioned towards the living room. I followed him, and we both ended up on the couch. “Can I ask you a question?”
“Of course.”
“Why did you come back?”
“Oh, well, I really missed Olivia. It was hard being away from her for so long.” I twisted my mouth to the side. This was a conversation I had wanted to have, but my earlier emotional outburst had made me nervous.
“Is that the only reason you came?”
“I mean, things haven’t been great at home. My dad has gone off the rails. He’s been drinking too much. I tried to help him, but I can’t because he’s not willing to help himself.” I looked down at my lap, fidgeting with my hands.
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
I looked back up at Noah and shook my head. “It’s okay. I came here because whenever I’m here with you and Olivia, I feel like I’m at home. I don’t want to let that feeling go.”
Noah nodded. I was hoping he would offer a branch, a way for us to connect, but he stayed where he was.
“What we were talking about this morning… I want to take you up on your offer.”
My offer?
“You mean the sibling for Olivia?”
He nodded sternly. “Yes, the reason why I was so late is that I went over to my lawyer to ask some questions. I’ll have some papers drawn up that you can sign. We’ll set all the rules
up early, so there isn’t any confusion.”
Rules? Lawyer? This was all starting to sound very business-like. I didn’t like it, but if it kept me here, then I would do it.
“Okay, yeah, that could work. Would I need to go to a doctor?”
“I’m not going to jerk off in a cup,” Noah blurted out. “We’ll go the natural conception route if we move forward.”
He didn’t look at me as he made that statement. I wouldn’t have minded using a doctor, but natural conception sounded even better — like music to my ears. It might be the way to his heart. Noah couldn’t avoid me if he wanted to get me pregnant.
Things could really work out for us this time.
Chapter Eight - Noah
I was able to get the papers from my lawyer a few days later. I slipped them under Scarlett's door, and she had them back to me later that day. I filed them away, and that was that.
It had been a few days, and we’d kept our distance. Or, rather, I’d maintained some distance between us. The next step was to get Scarlett pregnant, but it felt too soon to start on that. We didn’t have to try right away.
Plus, I wanted to focus on Olivia. Some of the things Scarlett said to me about Olivia made me think. Deep down, I knew my daughter was probably lonely, but I was always telling myself it was better than letting her get close to people just for them to be taken away. I didn’t want my daughter to grow up feeling lonely. She deserved all the happiness in the world, and I had an obligation to give that to her.
I began the process of looking at schools in the area. I was going to make sure to pick the right one. There was a chance we’d have to move closer to town. Commuting all the way from the mansion would be costly in regards to time. We could always come back on the weekends.
I hadn’t made an official decision, but it was some stuff for me to think about.
“Good morning, Daddy!” Olivia came into the kitchen, a big smile on her face.
“Good morning, sweetheart. Do you know what you want to have for breakfast?”
“We were thinking of having a parfait.” Scarlett came in not too far behind my daughter.