After slipping down his body, I take his dick in my mouth. There’s no way I can get all of him in, so I use my hand to stroke what I can’t. I’m so lost in what I’m doing that I miss the fact that he’s awake until his hand reaches down and cups my cheek. “Don’t stop, Rae, for fuck’s sake, please don’t stop!” I have no plans on doing anything of the sort, instead I double my efforts to bring him the ultimate pleasure.
His hips start thrusting so I reach down and grab his balls and lightly squeeze and play with them. “Fuck!” he grinds out. His dick begins pulsing in my mouth and I know he’s getting close so I hollow my cheeks and suck as hard as I can all while I’m deepthroating him as far as I can manage given his length and girth. Meanwhile, my tongue runs the entire thing as he’s thrusting his hips up and down. His body arches and I feel and taste his cum as he starts shooting his release down my throat. I continue gently sucking until his hands reach under my armpits and drag me up his body. He begins kissing and nipping my neck and ear.
“To what do I owe this pleasure?” he says, a satisfied grin on his face. “Not that I’m complaining, I’d love to wake like this every morning, but that was one hell of a wake-up call.”
“Woke up feeling frisky,” I comeback. Well, kind of but I also wanna know what’s going on at home.
“You did, huh?” The knowing look in his eyes has me near blushing.
“Yep,” I state, popping the ‘P’ for emphasis.
“Well, since you’re awake, guess I’ll fill you in on the phone call while I recuperate. Then I’ll give you some much-needed attention.” I’m sure he can feel how my pussy is soaking wet, sucking him off turned me on.
“That works for me.” He lifts me up and lines his hard as stone dick with my opening. I don’t slide down slowly, I’m in the mood for fast and hard. I slam down in one sitting and watch intently as he throws his head back and hisses. After my first upwards and down motion, my eyes roll in the pleasure I’m feeling of him buried as deeply inside of me as he can be.
My pace is fast and relentless, and he joins in, thrusting up when I’m coming down. His hands reach up and start pulling and tweaking my nipples and I moan. “Fuck, Jaxson, you feel so fucking good in me.”
“It’s like your pussy was made to perfection to fit me like a glove. You were made with me in mind. You’re it for me, baby. That pussy is always hot and wet and begging for me to fill you with my seed.”
His dirty words spur me on and soon, sweat is pouring from both of us as we chase our releases. Like the ‘gentleman’ that he is, he reaches down and starts playing with my clit and before I know it, I’m detonating around him, my pussy squeezing his dick so hard I’m afraid I’ll permanently damage him. My scream is joined by his bellow and before I know it, I’ve collapsed on top of him, his dick still buried inside and his cum leaking out of me.
When we’re cleaned up, we hop back into bed and I get the nerve up to ask him, “Tell me about the phone call last night?”
He informs me about Marcus disappearing and what the plan is to find him. I personally have no clue who this Jonas Nelson character is, but if the club trusts him then so do I. He also tells me that he told Axe about us and that he was excited that he won the bet. One that my father set up! I can’t believe he’d do something like that, that’s not the dad I know and am shocked to say the least.
Thirteen
Ralynn
Two weeks later
Marie and I are sitting in the living room, everyone else having gone uptown to pick up groceries and some lunch. “So, you ready to hear these?” she asks. I gulp because several weeks ago, she had me give her the email addresses of Maysen, Lily, Jaxson, Maxum, and my mom. She planned to email them and have them share what they liked or loved most about me.
“Um, hit me with it,” I state. Am I nervous? Fuck yeah, because of the distance I created with everyone I hold near and dear while with Marcus. But, good or bad, I need this to help rebuild who I am out of the wreckage he left behind from his damaging words and actions.
“Okay, first of all, I’ll give them to you to read fully at your leisure. What I wanted to give you today was the highlights. In short, several things were consistent throughout all of their letters. If you’re ready, I’ll get started.” She waits for my nod and then says, “Every single one of them, including a bonus letter from your dad, said the same thing.
You’re kind.
Free-spirited.
Generous to a fault.
Have strong moral values.
Extremely intelligent.
Feisty.
Loyal.
Loving.
Family-oriented.
Trustworthy.”
I can’t help myself, I begin to cry because everything they said is something that Marcus tried to destroy. “Rae? I want you to read the one from your mom now. I think you need it.” She hands me the letter and I swipe at my eyes so I can see the page clearly.
Ralynn,
The day you were born was the most treasured day of my life. You were this tiny little creature who came into my life and stole my heart. You had ten perfect fingers and toes, and the first time you latched onto my finger with your petite hands, I was forever yours. We’ve had some hard times, you and I, but together we pulled through and came out the otherside with a flare for the good life. You taught me how to be a mother, how to unconditionally love and most importantly, your smiles light my world up. Each and every day with you has been one that I’ve coveted and enjoyed. You gave me a reason to wake up each morning and taught me the most important life lesson, to never, ever lose sight of what’s most important in our life. I was drifting along before you brightened my world. You are the best gift anyone has given me and as I’ve watched you grow into this spectacular young woman, nothing and no one has made me more proud. Your strength, honor, loyalty and love are highly commendable and I long to be more like you each and every day. You, my sweet daughter are my most beautiful creation.
Thank you for being mine.
Love always,
Your doting mother
The tears are free falling down my face reading Mom’s words. I can tell they’re heartfelt because she never says something she doesn’t mean. Knowing I have her, as well as everyone else, behind me in this whole thing tells me that I’ll be okay. They won’t let me fail. “Thank you.”
“Each one is specific to the person, of course, but that list I gave you was an excellent composite of all of their thoughts. Even your dad’s. I wasn’t sure about including that one, but when I read it, I could see the anguish he had over not being able to protect his ‘little girl’ from something like this. You’ve got a great support network, Rae, and I wish more women facing the challenge of overcoming domestic violence had that because then, there might not be so many who go back.”
“Why...why would they go back?” I can’t understand that, because I did everything I could to make him hate me enough to get rid of me and never come near me again.
“Because they don’t know any better. They’ve got a false belief system about themselves and if they don’t have people pouring good into them like you’ve had all your life, they figure they deserve what they’re getting.”
“Even...even during the worst of it, I never thought I deserved it. There were a few times it was close but I’d get a text from home and that little voice inside would remind me otherwise. I couldn’t answer the texts until he read them, but I still knew. I’m lucky, Marie. So fucking lucky.”
“In more ways than one if how your young man looks at you is any indication.” The smile on her face and twinkle in her eyes makes me giggle. Jaxson is still as overprotective as ever, only now, he’s becoming more affectionate around others. Marie saw him kiss me bye before they left and ask if I would need any Jack.
“I’m glad we finally got all of that sorted.” Boy, am I. I swear we fuck like rabbits, as if we’re making up for lost time or something!
“How are the nightmares?” Leave i
t to her to bring those motherfuckers up. I still wake up drenched in sweat from time to time, even with Jaxson right there. He manages to distract me, either by fucking me or talking. Sometimes both. Of course, I’m not sharing that part...a girl’s gotta have a few secrets!
“Still around but not as bad. My heart knows that the shit he spewed was aimed at degrading me, but sometimes my head forgets, I guess.”
“The further away you get and the more you pull that out into the open, the less hold it’ll have over you when you’re sleeping. You got out, have physically healed, and are working through your recovery with everything in you.”
“Good to know because when I wake up from them, sometimes it feels like the injury has just happened. Why is that?”
“We’ve got cellular memory and when you’re so caught up in a dream or a nightmare, the events that occurred bring that forth. How have you handled them?”
Shit! If I blushed, I’d be redder than a beet right now. “Oh, we um, talk or do other things.”
Her laughter rings out and she wags her finger at me. “Good to see your man is helping you forget by making new memories.” Oh, is he! “Okay, wanna know what your next homework assignment is?”
Shit, she’s a tough taskmaster, that’s for sure. Reminds me of my mom, only she wears slacks instead of jeans or pajamas. “I guess.”
“I want you to start a letter to him. In that letter, I want you to write whatever comes to mind. Tell him how you feel, curse him out, it doesn’t matter. When you are done or feel that you are, then you’ll share it with me. I know it’s not easy, but the likelihood of you getting to tell him off is slim to none and this will be a way for you to get that anger and any bitterness you hold out.”
Slumping into the couch, I sigh. “I’m pretty sure there’s going to be a lot of cursing in it.” Not to mention the fact that I’ve never wished death upon anyone but don’t have that same courtesy when it comes to him.
“Doesn’t matter, Rae, it’s how you feel. Remember, feelings are neither right nor wrong, they just are. It’s what we do with those feelings that can go in that direction.”
“Okay, I’ll do it.” I am kind of excited about telling him how much I hate him, how much I wish he was dead right alongside of his father. I mean, who the hell does he think he is to do the things he did to me? Try to control me and my life? Look at the way he stepped in and took charge of every little thing! No one should hold that kind of power over anyone.
“There’s no timeline, I don’t expect you to have it done next week or anything, okay?”
“Will you be reading it?” Chewing on the inside of my mouth because I’m unsure if I want her to see that side of me.
“No, you’ll read it to me when you’re ready. Then, we’ll take it out back and burn it.” Burn it...sounds good, kind of like what I’d like to do to him. Burn him to a crisp to where what is left of his pathetic existence is nothing but ashes.
Jaxson
Trying not to think about Rae and her session too much, I start looking for a trinket of some sort to bring a smile to her face. Something that will show her how much she means to me. We find a small jewelry store that’s tucked away in an outdoor strip mall not too far from the grocery store and make a pit stop. Looking around I find a necklace that catches my eye. It’s of a phoenix and I can’t help but think of how much she’s come out of the burning flame even stronger than she was before.
“She’d love that,” Lily walks up next to me and admires the piece that I’m staring at.
“You think? I mean, it makes me think of her and how beautifully she’s overcome what that asshole attempted to do to her.”
“She’s definitely not a shrinking violet. I’d say a phoenix represents her perfectly,” she replies.
“Did you do the thing her therapist asked?” I nod because while I was a bit shocked, I needed to tell someone who wasn’t family how I felt about Rae, how I’ve always felt about her ever since she grew up.
“I did. You?”
“Yeah, it took me a bit because there was so much, I wanted to say, but I didn’t want to write a book, y’know?” I chuckle because that was an issue for me as well.
“Gotcha. I wonder how she’s gonna be when we get back? I hope that our words help her understand what she means to us.” That’s always a concern because sometimes, she’s quiet, others she’s like the Rae before him.
“If Marie does the letters today, I think she’ll be in a good place.” From her lips to God’s ears. I hope that she’s happy and not an emotional basket case. Not that I wouldn’t let her cry on my shoulder, because I would. But a happy Rae is like a breath of fresh air.
“Then let’s make sure we grab stuff to celebrate,” I tell her. Motioning to the sales clerk, I tell her I want the necklace, then wait for her to box it up before she comes back. Handing her my credit card, I continue talking to Lily while Maxum wanders around the store.
We make it back to the house a little bit later with lunch in hand. We eat to our hearts content and I’m elated to have come home to a jovial Rae. We all decide to play a hand of cards and suddenly regular poker turns into strip poker after a few drinks. My inhibitions are compromised, otherwise there’d be no way in fuck I would’ve agreed to this. “Woohoo! Take it off!” Lily yells out in laughter. Rae is down to her undergarments, and when I see her reach behind her to unclasp her bra, I break. I stand up and lift her up and toss her over my shoulder.
“Good night, Lily!” I holler to howls of laughter from her and Maxum. Rae however is taking this opportunity to put her hands down the back of my jeans and squeeze my ass cheeks.
“Have I ever expressed to you how much I love your ass?” she slurs.
“Once or twice,” I respond as I gently lay her on the bed.
“Can you take your pants off and turn around and flex once or twice?” Jesus, drunk Rae is a blast. She lets go and I see a side of her that most people have never been witness to. “Pretty please,” she expresses, sticking her bottom lip out.
Rolling my eyes I turn around and unbutton my jeans. I told her once before that I’d never deny her anything as long as I could deliver. This is something I can do so I play with her as if I’m a stripper and grind my hips as I lower my jeans. Since I went commando today, it won’t take long for her to see my white ass in all its glory. I clench my cheeks as I bend over. I don’t have boots or socks on seeing as how they were the first to go, but it just makes it easy to get out of these constricting jeans faster.
“Woo! Shake your money maker!” she begins bouncing up and down on the mattress.
The next thing I know music begins blaring on the other side of the door and I can hear Lily’s giggles. When ‘Let’s get it on’ begins playing I turn around and show her how hard her game has made me. My eyes bug out of my head when I realize her hand is down her panties and her hips are swaying to the beat. Not one to be outdone, I grab my dick and begin stroking it, using the precum that’s been leaking for a while to lubricate my shaft. My hips thrust forward in my clasped hand as I watch her find her special button and her eyes roll in the back of her head. What really gets to me is when she whispers my name while doing it.
Done with our game, I prowl towards the bed and pounce, pulling her close and getting her out of her bra and panties before she knows what hit her. Taking my hand, I run it between her legs. “You’re soaked for me, baby,” I murmur, nuzzling her neck.
“God, yes,” she moans when my thumb finds her clit while two fingers delve between her lips. Hot wet heat surrounds my hand and I want nothing more than to bury myself in her, but she’s so close, I’m gonna have her come on my hand first. I continue kissing and sucking on her neck while my hand moves. Her moans have me increasing my efforts until I feel her pussy clenching down on my fingers and she throws her head back, calling out my name.
“I need to be inside of you,” I place the head of my dick at her entrance. As soon as she nods her head in approval, I push myself in. “God, you f
eel so motherfucking good gripping me and sucking me in.”
“You fill me up like you were made just for me.” Her words spur me on and my hips piston forward and backwards. They are hard, fast, and unwavering. The need to claim her and remind her over and over again that she’s mine, and only mine, is overwhelming my caveman tendencies. I chant the word ‘mine’ each time I bury myself deeper in her wet, hot sheath. Her pussy is gripping like it doesn’t want to let me go. It wants to hold me hostage and I’m more than happy and willing to be her forever prisoner. This woman underneath me owns me heart, body, and soul. The feeling of euphoria consumes me when she clamps down on me and screams out my name. I pump three more times before my balls draw up as I chase my own orgasm. When it finally hits, it’s like a cork has popped and I’m not sure if I’ll ever stop coming.
“So good,” she drunkenly slurs out, but this time it’s not from the alcohol.
“Better every time, baby,” I whisper before capturing her lips in mine. Finally breaking the kiss, I roll over and pull her so she’s draped across me, then pull the covers over us. “Sleep, Rae. I love you.”
“Love you too, Jaxson.”
Fourteen
Jaxson
The following week
I’m standing out at the barbeque grilling some steaks when my phone rings.
“Hello.”
“Jax,” the hair on the back of my neck stands on end when I hear Hatch’s voice.
“You lost me a bet, boy.” My chest deflates at his words.
“Should’ve warned me and I might’ve been able to hold off on sharing where Rae and I were at.”
“I thought we had a connection. I shouldn’t have had to share, you should’ve known. And, if you were thinking clearly with your top head you’d have come to me and talked to me first before laying hands on my girl.”
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