by K E Osborn
We step inside, and I close the concertina doors. What a long day, not to mention I’ve done all of this tonight with a hangover. Needless to say, I’m exhausted. I turn off the lights and head upstairs.
I walk into the nursery to see Jeni feeding one of the girls.
“Hey,” she whispers.
“Hey, which one?” I ask, and she pulls back the blanket and looks below the left ear.
“Kassie,” she replies, and I walk in and sit on the floor next to her rocking chair.
Charlie walks in and rests his head on my lap again, and I sit with my girls and our dog until Kassie starts to drift off.
“I think she’s asleep,” Jeni whispers.
I look up at Kassie, and she looks so peaceful all wrapped up. I stand and take her from Jeni and just hold onto her for a moment.
Jeni watches as realization comes to me—I couldn’t imagine the pain of not being at the birth of my children, and I know I would do anything to be in their lives, absolutely anything, even if it meant lying about something important.
With that realization, a sense of calm washes over me.
I think I understand why Mom and Mike did what they did.
Why they kept it from me.
Doesn’t make me any less upset, but at least now, I have a better understanding as to why.
I may not like it, but I do get it.
The Next Day
Jeni is madly rushing around the house getting all the kids’ things ready for Mom and Mike. We haven’t even started, and she seems stressed.
“Baby, seriously, if you want to stay home, I’ll be fine at work on my own. Maybe we can get Bree and Killian over for dinner, and I can tell them then?” I ask.
“No, Aiden, you need to tell them today. You know how you felt being kept in the dark. The longer you leave it, the more annoyed they’ll be that you didn’t tell them. You know I’m right. Anyway, I just have to sterilize these bottles, and we’re ready to go,” she announces.
“Don’t worry about the bottles, let Marissa do it. She’ll be here soon. Why don’t you sit down with me and have a coffee?”
She nods. “Yeah, of course. I keep forgetting Marissa is back today.”
We walk to the sofa and have a seat. Brody runs over to show me his wooden truck that Mike made him, and the thought comes to mind that Brody is Mike’s grandson. When I look back at it now, Mike has been there for everything over my entire life. He’s been more of a father than Niall ever was. Yes, without Niall, I’d never have been as successful as I am, but I could have been anything, absolutely anything, if Mike was my father. But then again, if I wasn’t working in finance and didn’t have my Aston Martin, then I may not have crashed into Jeni, and I wouldn’t have the best family a guy could ask for. So, perhaps that’s a good thing to come out of all of this. I take a sip of my coffee as I see Mom and Mike walking through our back door.
“Morning,” Mom announces cheerily. She looks happy.
“Nana… Nana, look at my twuck,” Brody calls out as he runs up to her. She picks him up and rests him on her hip.
“Well, I think that’s the best present Mike could’ve given you, hey, Brody?” Mom asks, and he smiles at her.
“Morning... Marissa should be here soon to do the sterilizing and whatever else you need. The girls have had their morning feedings and Brody’s had his breakfast. It should be smooth sailing from here,” Jeni informs, then drinks the last of her coffee.
“No worries, we got this,” Mike says with enthusiasm, and we laugh. “What? Isn’t that what all the kids say these days?” He looks at me and smiles a big bright smile. Actually, it looks like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders. The problem is all that weight is now firmly set on mine. I drink the last of my coffee.
Jeni walks over to the vibrating seats the girls are swinging in and she kisses each one on their head. “C’mon, babe, we better go,” Jeni says.
“Yep,” I reply and step over to give each of my children a kiss goodbye.
Mom reaches out and touches my arm. I look at her, and she smiles. I’m still upset, in fact, I’m damn mad at her and Mike, but somehow, I manage to smile back.
“Have a good day, buddy. Don’t drive Nana too crazy,” I say to Brody, and, as usual, he completely ignores me when his nana is around.
“Have a good day at work, you two. Jeni, don’t work too hard. It’s your first day back after the twins. Please, take it easy, okay?” Mom warns.
“Don’t worry, I’m in good with the boss, so I can relax most of the day,” she replies.
God, I love her!
We say our final goodbyes and walk out to my Aston Martin. It’s been a long time since I’ve driven her, and I’ve had withdrawal symptoms. It’ll be great to get behind her wheel again. Normally, everywhere we go we have to take the people-mover, otherwise known as the LS 600h F Sport Lexus. Don’t get me wrong, I like the car, but it’s nothing like my baby to drive.
“Bet you’re looking forward to this, hey, babe?” Jeni calls out while she slides into the passenger side.
“God, yeah,” I reply, making her giggle. I open the door and slide in, then take some time admiring the beauty of my baby. I run my hands along the black leather steering wheel, and Jeni laughs.
“C’mon, Aiden. I know you’re in love with her, but we’re already running late,” Jeni chides, snapping me out of my adoration.
I chuckle and start the engine—she roars to life like a lion.
You’ve got to love that sound.
Taking the long way to work to give my baby some road time, we finally arrive and walk up the stairs and into the main foyer.
“Mrs. O’Connell, you’re back. It’s nice to see you,” Lisa calls out as we pass by her. She’s the one we hired to replace Josie. Jeni and Lisa get along really well. So well, in fact, they have actually become friends.
“Hey, Lisa, thanks. Great to be back,” Jeni chimes.
We ride the elevator to the top floor. I’ve been off work for a month to spend with Jeni and the girls, and by the looks of it, nothing’s changed.
Daniel looks up as we walk in. “Hey, Jeni, didn’t know you were coming in today. Great to see you. How are the little angels doing?”
“They’re gorgeous. Just here for today. Might come back once a week for a little while. I want to see how things pan out with the girls, and also if Callie’s okay with babysitting one day a week. I don’t want to burden her too much.”
“Well, it’s good to have you back. Even if it is just for a day,” Daniel says.
I walk Jeni to her desk and kiss her head. She smiles and sits, then I make my way into my office and shut the door behind me. I hear Jeni and Daniel continuing to talk and laugh.
Suddenly, a wave of nerves hits me as I stand against my shut door and just breathe. This feels wrong. I shouldn’t be here. I don’t belong here anymore. I’m not an O’Connell. So, why should I be running the company that Niall left me?
I exhale and make my way to my desk and turn on my computer. I have so many thoughts running through my head, I have no idea how to even start my day.
Should I ask Killian to come over before the Johnson meeting?
Or should I wait until after, so if Brielle wants me out of here, then I can just go?
I decide on the latter and pick up my phone to dial Killian’s number.
“Hey, hey, hey, big bro. What d’ya know?” he asks cheerily.
“Not much, how’s life?”
He chuckles. “You know, same ole, same ole. How are the twins? And my little nephew?”
“They’re all doing great. Mom and Mike are taking care of them today. Jeni’s come in to finish off some work she wasn’t able to complete before the girls brightened our world with their presence.”
“Oh, wow! Jeni really is full of energy. The girls are only a month old, and she’s back at work already? What a trooper,” he says.
I take in a deep breath, preparing myself. “Yeah, she’s incredible. Anyway, so
the reason I rang. I was wondering are you’re free this afternoon? Around two? There’s something I need to discuss with you and Bree, but I want you both here at the same time. And I want to do it today, if possible,” I somehow manage to say through my staggered breaths and racing heart.
“Yeah, sure, no worries. Is everything okay? You sound a little… ah… tense?”
“Yeah, I’m a bit stressed, but what’s new about that? So, I’ll see you at two?”
“Yep, no worries, bro. I’ll bring in some of those chocolate croissants that Jeni loves,” he says, making me smile.
“She’ll love that. See you then,” I announce, and we hang up.
I send an email to Brielle requesting a meeting with her at two. I can’t bring myself to go in and talk with her just yet. I’m having a hard-enough time trying to keep my shit together, to be honest. I feel so out of place, and I know the second I see Brielle, she’ll know something’s up. She can read me so fucking well, it’s ridiculous.
There’s a knock at my door, and then I hear it creep open slightly. “Come in,” I say and Jeni pops her head inside, then walks in. Even just being in the same room as me, she makes me feel calm.
“I brought you an extra strong coffee.” Jeni walks over to my desk and places it on the coaster.
“I love you,” I simply reply.
Jeni giggles as she walks around the desk and sits right in front of me. “Why, Mrs. O’Connell? If I didn’t know better, I’d say that you’re trying to seduce me?”
She spreads her legs, so I have a full view of her black lace panties. She giggles as I swallow a lump in my throat and adjust my tie, loosening it slightly because right now it feels like it’s strangling me.
“Well, Mr. O’Connell, it has been a month. I’m sure your balls are turning a nice shade of blue. You look tense, so let me ease some of your tension,” she says as she rests her black pump on my knee.
Fuck, she’s so hot in heels.
“Is the door locked?” I ask, and she nods with a smirk.
“Wouldn’t you like our first time after giving birth to be a little more… I don’t know… romantic?” I ask.
Jeni leans down so her face is in line with mine. “Nope. I want you right here, right now, over on the sofa like we used to do before the kids and work got on top of us both.”
How can I say no to that?
Maybe some release of tension is just what I need, so I run my hand up her smooth calf and then up her thigh under her skirt. She smiles as I stand and run my other hand up her skirt, taking hold of her ass and pulling her forward to me. Jeni lets out a small squeal and wraps her hands around my neck and her legs around my waist with her heels digging into my butt. I support her weight and walk over to the sofa. Her lips crash to mine, and I lower her onto the cushions.
Jeni moans slightly into my mouth, and instantly, I have a raging hard-on. I move on top of her, and her tongue finds mine as her hands ravage my back. My cock throbs in my pants—I can’t wait to be inside her, where I belong. It’s been so long, but at the same time, I don’t want to rush it and hurt her either.
Kissing her passionately, she moans into my mouth every time my hips involuntarily move, thrusting my rock-hard cock in between her legs as we basically dry hump on the sofa.
I take my lips from hers, and she pouts her bottom lip making me chuckle. I sit and run my hands up her fucking amazing legs until I reach her panties. Jeni licks her lips as my eyes don’t leave hers the entire time. I pull her panties down watching her squirm under my touch.
I’m so crazy in love with my wife. I’m a lucky man!
I throw them on the coffee table next to the sofa and then stand to unbuckle my belt and undo my pants. I can’t wait to let my cock out because it’s so hard right now, it might have torn through my pants if I kept it encased any longer. I let them fall to the floor, and I lean back down to kiss Jeni strongly. My heart is racing, and I want inside her so badly, but I know I have to go slow.
I slide my tongue into her mouth as she grasps on to my shoulders. I place my cock at her opening, and her moisture is teasing the head of my extremely hard, throbbing tip.
“Jesus, baby, you’re so wet,” I moan into her mouth.
Jeni kisses me hard and tilts her pelvis up so the head of my cock slides inside her slightly. I jolt at the feeling and moan loudly while her warmth engulfs my tip. I slowly ease into her, going as slow as possible, even though I’m as horny as fuck. I haven’t made love to my wife for well over a month, coming closer to two now. She feels so fucking amazing as always, and I love being balls-deep inside her.
My breathing is slow and steady while I try to pace myself. I look into her eyes, and she kisses me with a sparkling gleam in hers. The strain of holding myself back is killing me. I need to move. With that, I ever so slightly increase my movements. Her tongue goes rogue with mine as I cautiously slide in and out. She moans, and I follow suit as her tight wetness engulfs me fully. She feels unbelievably satisfying. I could spend the rest of the day on this sofa and never leave her. This is where I want to be—inside my wife and safe in her arms.
Her silky softness is somehow making my cock even harder if that’s possible. It is so hard it’s painful as I move in and out of her in a steady rhythm. I need to come hard, but this is all about Jeni. Her hands claw at my shoulders, and it does something to me so I groan loudly in pleasure.
“Aiden, shh…” Jeni whispers through our kiss.
I’d forgotten we’re at the office.
Fuck! I hope Daniel didn’t hear, but at this moment, I don’t really care. All I care about is pleasing my wife.
I kiss her passionately and rotate my hips as I plunge inside her. Jeni moans, and her eyes roll back into her head. She closes her eyes, scrunching them tight with pleasure, and with that, I know I can move a little faster.
I start to slide in and out quickly while rotating my hips on entry. Jeni loves every second of it, and she’s squeezing her legs around me, pulling me even closer to her. I feel her starting to tighten around me. I know she is close, and I can’t wait to give her the orgasm she’s craving. I thrust deeper and quicker, trying hard to think about anything so I don’t end up coming before she does. I can’t get swept up in the moment. I thrust into her faster and harder as all thoughts concentrate on Jeni and her silky wetness engulfing me, milking me for all I’m worth.
“Come with me, baby,” I moan.
I love the look on her face right now—closed, scrunched eyes while she moans in pleasure.
I feel her tightening, and I know she’s about to let go, so I give it all I can. She tightens and then releases, her body trembling as she moans but she is trying to be quiet. At the same time, my balls constrict, and I jolt as my breathing is harsh and staggered. I thrust again and explode inside her, feeling all the tension and stress I had leave my body in an instant while I am wrapped around my girl. I groan and lean in, kissing her again softly as I work us both down.
“I love you, Aiden,” she whimpers, still falling from her high.
“I love you, baby,” I murmur back.
Jeni caresses my back slowly, almost massaging me as I relax after the best orgasm I’ve had in a very long time.
I rest my head in the nook of her shoulder while she plays with my hair as I stay for as long as I can inside her. I never want to leave her safe confines. She might have to come to the Johnson meeting still attached to me because I don’t want to give this feeling up.
But eventually, after nearly falling asleep at her soothing touch, I remember that the Johnson meeting is probably coming up sooner than I would like, and I need to prepare for it. I pull my head from her shoulder and look at her. Jeni smiles the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen, one that reaches right to her eyes.
“Feel better?” she asks and then kisses my lips quickly.
Is she kidding? Of course, I feel better.
I feel fucking amazingly better, and it’s all because of her.
“Much. Y
ou always know how to make me feel good.” She giggles. “I set the meeting up for two with Killian and Bree,” I say while I’m still buried deep inside her.
“Okay, do you want me in here with you when you—”
“Absolutely. I can’t do this on my own, Jeni. I need you,” I interject.
She smiles and nods, taking my head in her hands and pulling me to kiss her, which I do, passionately. My cock twitches again, and as much as I would love round two, that will have to wait until tonight. I have the Johnsons coming in soon, and I’m sure they don’t want to see my Johnson. So, I pull out of her and exhale.
“You. Are. Trouble,” I tell her, and she smiles.
“Always have been, Mr. O’Connell,” she answers.
I kiss her quickly once more, stand, and grab some tissues and clean Jeni as gently as I can and then myself. Then I help her with her panties, and she smirks at me. I walk over to my top drawer and pull out my cologne spray as well as perfume for Jeni. We learned quickly after she started working here that we needed a bottle of perfume for her. After all, we were both insatiable, but then again, we still are. I spray myself lightly, and Jeni does the same, and then I place them back in my drawer. She walks over to me and straightens my tie, then smiles brightly. I comb her hair with my fingers, giving her a presentable look even though I’m pretty sure Daniel would’ve heard us. We weren’t exactly quiet, even though we tried. I know Jeni doesn’t want to walk out of my office with just-fucked hair.
“Thanks, babe,” Jeni says and kisses me once more.
“Well, that sure took away the tension. I am definitely less anxious. Though I am shitting myself about telling Killian and Brielle, but I know I can do it with you here by my side,” I confess.
“Don’t worry… I’ll be here every step of the way. Now, I’d better go. I’ve been in here delivering your coffee for… well, I’m not entirely sure how long,” she admits, then laughs.
I chuckle, picking up the mug and taking a sip. “Well, it’s stone cold. So I might have you stop by later with another coffee that we can let go cold, too,” I suggest.
