by DL Gallie
“Guess that means I have to go.” He nods. “Thank you again for our crowns.”
“Maybe you can wear it for me sometime…only that.”
“That can be arranged.”
“Moooooom,” Lexi sings from the kitchen.
“I’ll talk to you soon.”
Hanging up from Preston, I pop my phone down. I am totally falling for Dr. Knight and I’m pretty sure, he’s falling for me too. Walking into the kitchen, I turn the oven timer off. Taking out the lasagna, I dish it up. Lexi and I eat at the dining table, proudly wearing our crowns and pretending to be royals.
Over the next few weeks, the taunts from Creed increase. From the horrible text messages to the verbal lashings I get each time he’s here to collect Lexi, he’s progressively getting worse. And to top it off, when Lexi gets home from spending time with him, her behavior and language is atrocious. She has never acted out like this before.
Hopping out of the shower, I pull on my jean shorts and a white linen long-sleeved shirt and roll the sleeves up. Looking at the clock, I see that Creed will be here soon to pick Lexi up. She’s excited and beaming because today he’s taking her to the circus. That’s one outing I’m happy for them to do together because well, clowns. Those smiling assholes give me the heebie-jeebies, being trapped inside a tent with them is NOT my idea of fun.
There’s a knock at the door and Lexi races to answer it. She opens it and Creed is standing there. Leaning against the doorframe as if his shit don’t stink and I can tell from the look on his face, we are going to fight before they leave.
“Daddy Creeeeed,” Lexi excitedly says.
“Dollface,” he says to me, my skin tingling and not in the sexy way it does with Preston. I notice that he doesn’t greet Lexi, or get angry at the ‘Daddy Creed’ tag.
“Her name is Mommy or Queen Mommy.”
“Like fuck she’s a queen,” he sneers at Lexi.
“Please don’t speak to her like that.”
“I’ll talk to MY daughter however the fuck I want. Get your things, Squid, we’re gonna be late.”
Lexi turns and skips to her room to get her shoes and jacket, unaware of what’s about to unravel between Creed and I.
“Creed,” I warn when I know that Lexi isn’t in earshot, she doesn’t need to see us argue. “You—”
“What? What the fuck do you have to say? Finally wanting a piece of this?” He thrusts his hips and points to his cock.
“I’ll pass, thanks.”
Clearly this pisses him off because he steps inside and slams me into the wall. “One of these days, slut, you are going to beg me to fuck you and I’ll fuck you good. Sluts like you like it hard and fast and rough. I’m getting hard just thinking about slamming my cock into your cunt. Strangling you as I pound into you. Watching the oxygen seep out of your body as I continue to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before. Sluts like you love being fucked like that.”
“Mommy,” Lexi says from the entry to the hallway.
Shoving Creed off me, I swallow deeply and drop down to my knees. I stare at her and smile. I want to change my mind about letting her go with him but I know that deep down, he will never hurt her. His issue is with me, not her. “You have a good time at the circus with Creed.”
“Daddy,” he snarls from above us. First time ever that he wants to be called Daddy, what’s up with him? His behavior is very odd at the moment.
“Creed will drop you home after the circus.” Placing a kiss on her head, she hugs me and leaves with Creed.
Closing the door, I lean my head against the wood and the tears begin to fall. I need Preston. On autopilot, I grab my bag and keys, jump into my car, and drive over to his place. Walking up to his front door, I ring the bell. A few moments later it opens and as soon as I see Preston, I launch myself at him. Wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Cress, Love, what’s wrong?”
“Please just hold me,” I say as I cry into his neck. I hold on to him for dear life, he’s the lifeline I need right now. Without saying anything, he lifts me into his arms and carries me bridal style inside. He sits down on the sofa and hugs me tighter to him. Nuzzling my head into his neck, I continue to cry. I’m a sobbing mess right now and I can’t stop, the floodgates have opened and they are pouring out.
Placing his fingers under my chin, he lifts my head so I’m looking at him. “Cress, Love, you’re scaring me.”
Nodding my head, I sniff and stare at him. Still unable to speak.
He wipes his thumb under my eyes, wiping away my tears but as soon as the skin is dry, new tears wet it again. Lowering my head to his shoulder, I close my eyes and hold on to him. His embrace and kisses on my head calm me.
The tears finally stop, lifting my head, I stare at him. He cups my cheek in his palm, I lean into his touch. “What do you need, Love?”
“You,” I whisper. “I just need you.”
17
Preston
“You, I just need you.” She wraps her arms around me tighter.
Lifting her head, she sadly smiles, leans forward, and presses her lips to mine. Gripping her cheeks in my palms, I kiss her back. Pouring everything I have into this kiss. I feel her body melting into mine.
“Make love to me, Preston,” she whispers against my lips. “Please.”
Pulling back, I stare at her. She looks so broken, so vulnerable right now. I’d love nothing more than to sink myself balls deep inside of her, but at the same time, I want to know what’s upset her so much.
“I will, on one condition.”
“Anything,” she says.
“After you need to tell me why you were a blubbering mess on my doorstep just now.”
She swallows deeply and then nods. Standing up, she unbuttons her shirt slowly. Then she pushes the linen off her shoulders and the material flutters to the floor. She reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra. The straps fall down her arms, baring her breasts to me. Her gorgeous plump breasts. “You have the most gorgeous breasts, Cress.”
She straddles my thighs and stares intently at me. The light in her eyes is returning. Leaning forward, I suck a nipple into my mouth. “Preston,” she moans, her head dropping back as I lick, suck, and bite her breasts. She runs her fingers up the back of my neck, gently tugging on my hair. My cock thickens beneath us.
Cress grips my cheeks. “Make love to me, Preston.”
Who am I to deny her? I stand up with her in my arms and walk into the bedroom. Placing her on her feet, we stare at each other as we undress. Our eyes are locked on one another, the air in the room thick with desire. We are both naked and panting. Stepping to her, I slide my hands around her waist and press my lips to hers. She drapes her arms around my shoulders and kisses me back. It's soft, it's sensual, it’s the definition of a perfect kiss.
Spinning her around, I lay her back on the bed. Staring down at her, I have never seen a more stunning vision. Her hair is fanned beneath her, creating a golden blonde halo. Against the darkness of my comforter it looks like it's glowing.
“You are magnificent, Cress,” I say, nudging her legs open with my knee. I cover her body with mine. My cock is at her entrance, she pleads with her eyes for me to push inside of her and I do exactly that. Her walls hug my cock as I slide in and out. I stare down at her as I thrust my hips back and forth. Our eyes are locked on one another; nothing else exists right now except Cress and me. She lifts her leg, hooking it around my lower back, allowing me to thrust deeper. I can feel my balls tingling but I will myself not to come before her, she needs too and right now because I don’t know how much longer I can last.
“Come with me,” she moans. She reaches up and cups my cheek in her palm, that one action means everything to me. She clenches around me and screams, this causes me to explode with her.
Together we ride out our orgasm. I somehow feel closer to her in this moment. Her hand is still cupping my cheek, she runs her finger along my jawline. She stares intently up at me and murmurs, “I lo
ve you, Preston.”
I look down at her and smile. “I love you too, Cress.”
We gaze at one another, our love enveloping us. She slides her hand behind my head and pulls me down to kiss her. Our tongues gently caress one another, sliding in and out of our mouths. My cock hardens as we continue to kiss, I know Cress can feel it because she smiles into our kiss. She flips me onto my back and rests her hands on my chest, lifting to her knees she slides herself down my cock. Our eyes are glued together as she rides my cock. Lifting my hands, I caress her breasts. Rolling her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. Her head drops back, and she slides her hands into her hair in that sexy way. She flicks her hair up, the strands dropping back down; never have I seen anything more sexy than a naked Cress riding my cock.
“Come for me, Cress,” I say, as I press my thumb to her clit.
This sets her off and she moans my name as she comes for a second time. She clenches down on me and I too come.
She collapses onto my chest. I hug her to me, running my hand up and down her back. She lifts her gaze to mine. “I really do love you, Preston.”
“And I really do love you too, Cress.”
She lowers her head back to my chest and sighs deeply. She knows that we need to talk. I don’t want to push her but it’s killing me not knowing why she was so upset earlier. “I met Creed my last year at college.” She hugs me tighter and continues, “I saw him in the local coffee shop. He looked across the room at me and our eyes met, it was lust at first sight. We fell hard and fast for each other. After graduation, we moved in together. Life was great. I had a teaching job at the same school as Ave, I had a great boyfriend, everything was prefect but it slowly started to fall apart. Creed changed, I don’t know exactly when it happened, but he started to become nasty, saying horrible things to me. He’d always apologize and things would go back to normal. When I found out I was pregnant, I was over the moon...until Creed came home. He wasn’t happy and told me to get rid of it. He also accused me of cheating and that it probably wasn’t even his. He left but came home a few hours later all apologetic. I accepted his apology and things were good. For a little while anyway. It all went to shit when I was twenty weeks, he missed the scan and when I got home, he was packing. He said some really horrible things and walked out. I was pregnant, alone, and heartbroken.” She lifts her head and sadly smiles at me.
“Cress,” I say, brushing her hair off her face. “You really are remarkable. That must have been really hard to go through.”
“It was. Thankfully I had Mom and Ave, those two were my everything, until I gave birth to Lexi that is. She became my whole world the moment I laid eyes on her.”
“What happened after she was born with him?” I place emphasis on the word him.
“Much to Mom and Ave’s disgust, I reached out to let him know he had a daughter. No surprises he didn’t give two shits, that was until I bumped into his mom one day at the store. When I told her what happened she was so angry with her son. After that he made an effort but as time went on, he drifted away. I’ll never stop him seeing his daughter, I see that too much at school. That just hurts the child. Just because I have an issue with Creed, Lexi shouldn’t miss out on seeing her dad. Even if I do think he’s a big dick.”
“More people need to be like you in situations like this.” I pause. “So what happened today?”
She sighs and closes her eyes. She hops up and starts to pace. My eyes watch her walk back and forth. She swallows deeply, stops, and stares at me. “Over the years, I’ve had weak moments and I’d give in to Creed and his charm. I’d sleep with him and deep down, I always hoped that he’d stay and we’d become a happy family. I realized that was never going to happen so a few months back, I decided it wasn’t healthy for me to keep going back to him. I told myself that I’d stop sleeping with him. He doesn’t like being told no, and for the last few weeks his anger at being told no has been building. The verbal attacks have been getting worse, and I’m pretty sure he’s bad-mouthing me to Lexi too.”
“Is that why he shoved you the other week?”
She nods, her eyes full of tears. “He’s slowly unravelling, Preston. He’s slapped me before but he’s never been violent. I’m almost scared to let Lexi spend time with him, but I’m scared of what he’ll do to me if I stop him from spending time with her. Deep down I know he won’t hurt Lex—”
“Are you sure about that?”
She looks to me as the first tear falls. She shakes her head and wipes it away. “I really don’t know.” She cries, the tears are now pouring down her cheeks.
Hopping off the bed, I stand up, wrap her in my arms and let her cry. I whisper, “Shhhh,” over and over to her, consoling the woman I love as she lets out all her grief concerning Creed-fucking-Dawson.
“Preston,” she sniffles into my chest, “what am I going to do?” I hold her tighter to me and place a kiss on her head. She is literally shaking with fear., My heart hurts for her.
“We will get through this together, Cress. I won’t let anything happen to you or Lexi.” I press another kiss to her head as I say this.
Shaking her head, she lifts her head and looks up at me. “I can’t ask that of you.”
“You’re not asking, I’m offering.” We silently stare at one another, she processes what I just said. A smile graces her face.
“Thank you,” she sadly says, she seems so broken right now.
I need to take her out and keep her mind off this. We can come up with a game plan later. “Okay, you need to go take a shower and then I’m taking you out for coffee and cake. Then we will pick something up for dinner and be waiting at your place for when Princess Lexi and douche dad get home—”
“His nickname is Dickwad Dawson.”
“I like that.” I place a kiss on her nose. “Now go shower, you stink like sex.”
“I wonder why that would be?” she teases.
“Well, when a penis enters a vagina over and over again, that’s called sex.”
“Guarantee what we did has a much better description than that.”
“I was paraphrasing,” I nonchalantly say. “Now shower.” I turn her around, tap her ass, and push her toward the shower.
She looks over her shoulder at me. “You can always join me.”
“Cress, if I join you in the shower, there is no way I won’t fuck you again and next time I do, I want to take my time and show you how much I love you.”
She stares at me, processing my words. “Fine,” she huffs. “I have fingers, looks like I'll just have to look after myself.”
“Can I watch?”
“Why, Dr. Knight, I didn’t realize you were a voyeur.”
“When it comes to you, Cressida Bayliss, I will voy like no-one has ever voyed before.”
“You say such the sweetest things but if you ever call me Cressida again, you’ll be getting reacquainted with Mrs. Palmer and her five daughters.” She blows me a kiss, turns around, and walks into the en suite and turns the shower on.
Sitting on the edge of my bed, I process her words. Creed Dawson is a real piece of work and I meant what I said earlier, I won’t let anything happen to her or Lexi.
18
Cress
It’s been a week since my mini meltdown and a week of radio silence from Creed. He wasn’t impressed that Preston was here when he dropped Lex home after the circus. I think he had it in his head that giving me a few hours of ‘me’ time would result in me wanting to jump his bones. That will never happen again. The Creed train has left the station, and Cress is happily on board the Preston Express, not that there is anything express about this man. Even a quickie with him is anything but quick. My mind drifts to the day after my meltdown…
* * *
…Preston pops around after his shift. Lexi’s eye light up when she opens the door and sees him. I think it was more to do with the bunch of lollipops for her rather than him. She lets him in and they both join me in the kitchen. He places a kiss on my c
heek and winks, my body instantly buzzing from just a kiss. He must sense my reaction because he mouths ‘later’ to me.
He opens a lollipop for Lexi and hands it to her. “Yuck,” she says, dumping it into my coffee cup.
“Lexi,” I scoff.
“It was a green one, Mommy, that’s yucky.”
Shaking my head, I pull it out of my cup and pop it into my mouth. Preston opens a purple one and hands it to her. “Thank you, Prince Dr. Preston.”
“You are welcome, Princess Lexi. How about you go watch some Pony before I take my two ladies out for an early dinner?”
“Really?” she excitedly asks.
“Of course.”
She races out of the kitchen into the living room, a few minutes later the theme song to Pony starts. Preston stalks over to me, pulls the lollipop from my mouth, grips my cheeks, and kisses me.
“Well, hello to you too,” I say, taking the lollipop from him and popping it back into my mouth.
He has a carnal look in his eyes, he leans forward and whispers, “Cress, I am going to feast on your pussy and you are going to remain quiet. You make a peep and I stop. Nod if you agree.”
My head nods, as if I’d say no to that.
He places his hands on my shoulders and pushes me into the corner farthest from the living room. Dropping to his knees, he pushes my dress up my legs. His touch sets my body ablaze. He kisses my clit through the material of my panties, which are completely soaked. He slides them down my legs and I step out, kicking them to the side. I lean back against the counter, pushing my pussy into his face. With his eyes locked on mine, he grips my hips in his hands and licks me from taint to clit.
A moan escapes my lips. “Cress,” he warns before he thrusts his tongue back into me.
Gripping the edge of the counter, I close my eyes and give myself over to him. I’m panting as my orgasm builds. He pulls back suddenly, leaving me unsatisfied. Reaching up, he takes the lollipop from my mouth and pops it into his mouth. He sucks it before tracing the candy around my clit. My eyes widen when he slides the sucker between my lips. “Ohh God!” I pant, as he pushes it inside of me. Biting my lip, I hold back a moan as he continues to push it in and out of me.
