Claiming Abby (The O'Connell Family Book 3)

by C. M. Steele

  He dropped his mouth to mine, kissing me hard and keeping me from screaming. I didn’t want to enjoy it, but I did. I wrapped my arms around his neck just before he placed me in the limo. “Drive, Braxton.”

  “Braxton? What are you doing helping him?” I snapped at my brother.

  He arched his brow at me, his green eyes laughing at me. How was my heartbreak fucking funny? “What are you doing kissing a man you think was cheating on you?”

  “I didn’t kiss him; he kissed me,” I lied, hating that I had kissed him back.

  “Didn’t look that way to me.” Braxton shook his head with a laugh.

  “Shut up and drive,” I barked out, crossing my arms. This was insane and I wasn’t ready to even look at Ethan.

  Ethan gave him a nod then pushed the button to raise the divider. “We need to talk and I’m not going to chase you back to school.”

  “Why can’t you just leave me alone? I’m not strong enough to deal with being a sidepiece,” I snapped out at him.

  “You’re not and you never will be. She was my date per se, but just so you know she’s my cousin Chloe. The last year of her life has been really hard and she has issues with anxiety, so she is very clingy when around strangers.”

  I gasped. The dumbass in me felt like a bigger fool. Could I have botched this relationship up any more? I tucked my head into my chest, my stomach ready to revolt. I took a deep breath and looked up to see Ethan’s eyes on me.

  “Love, there’s a lot to discuss, but I told you I’m not going anywhere and I wasn’t going to let you get away. But I do have a question for you, who the fuck was the guy sitting next to you? He was a little too close for comfort.”

  “He’s my cousin Dillon.” The air was thick around us and I didn’t know what to say. I fucked up and was starting to think I didn’t deserve someone like Ethan. “Ethan…I”

  “What, baby?” he asked, giving me that sexy, concerned stare.

  “I’m really sorry, Ethan. They always say trust is a big part of love, but I don’t agree with that. I should trust you because you’ve never given me a reason, but it’s really hard. I came here today ready to trust, and then the woman was all over you and well, that fear came right back.”

  “You’re right. Love and trust to me are not mutually exclusive. You can still love someone even though they’ve broken your trust. Truth is I didn’t help my cause with you. You came to me with trust issues and I didn’t call like I promised. You went days without hearing from me. A woman answered my phone. By the way, that was Chloe who you spoke with. She told me that my mom told her that I was working hard and hadn’t been sleeping so she didn’t want to wake me up.”

  “I swear I’ve been trying. It’s just hard. Especially with my past.”

  “Do you want to tell me about it?” he asked.

  “No, you won’t want to be with me,” I told him. If he knew he would be disgusted.

  “I already know. Trust me when I say I want him dead and I’m certain none of your family knows or he’d be on a permanent vacation.”

  “Oh my God,” I gasped, ducking my head back down in embarrassment.

  “Look, this is behind you; it’s behind us. Let’s pretend he never existed; that none of this existed and let’s enjoy the next seventy years together.” He scooted closer to me and I felt the electricity surge between us.

  “Um…” My heart was thumping in my chest.

  “Don’t um me. Just nod and say yes,” he said, slipping a large diamond ring on my finger. I looked down at the ring then back up at him.

  “Yes,” I said, nodding with tears streaming down my face. This man wanted me forever.

  “That’s how I got Braxton to help me,” he confessed, rubbing the ring on my finger. This was sudden and too much. I was overwhelmed and feeling nauseated again. This wouldn’t be good if I got sick now.

  I relaxed and asked, “Well, where do we go from here?”

  “There’s still a lovely reception going on, and if you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to dance around the floor with my beautiful fiancée.”

  “I’d really like that.” Then I realized that I probably looked like shit. I stated digging through my purse for anything to sprucing up my face, but there wasn’t much and no mirror. Brushing my hair back, I tried to look through the window of the car for my reflection.

  “You look perfect,” he said, tracing my jaw with his finger and thumb.

  “We’re almost back,” Braxton said, lowering the divider.

  I smiled at Ethan and he smiled back. All of the sudden nothing that happened with George mattered anymore.

  Chapter 14

  Ethan

  The party was in full swing when I brought her back in and just like her family promised, they didn’t say anything. I took her hand and led her straight to the dance floor. “You look fucking beautiful. I didn’t get to tell you, but you should know that I’m ready to pop some guys in the eyes so they can’t see how sexy you are.”

  “You’re silly, Ethan.”

  “I missed you so fucking much, Abby. Please don’t shut me out again or I’m going to take you over my knee and spank your bottom.”

  “You wou…” she stopped before she challenged me.

  “Yes, you remember. I will do it, baby, but I want you all alone when I do it, so behave.” I spun her around in a circle, then pulled her to my chest and crushed my lips to hers. It felt so good to taste the lips I’d been missing. I wasn’t ever going to let her out of my sight again. This woman was a damn flight risk. Because her family was still here, I ended our kiss and just held her close as we swayed to the music. She really did look stunning in her short green dress that pushed her breasts up and out, almost spilling over and out of the top. I was tempted to bend down and bite on her fat titties that were looking fucking delicious. I wanted to mark them as mine in front of all these people, but I would probably catch a right hook from one of her many family members. Besides, she was to be respected and I’d suck on those sexy breasts later.

  Once the last song ended, I pulled her off the dance floor. I was ready to take her to my bedroom and worship her body. I wanted her to know that she was the only one. Abby was all I thought about twenty-four seven. Even in my sleep, I was dreaming of her. I hated that she’d been so distant. I pushed her when I didn’t return her calls in a timely manner and I knew that shit. I fucked up, but if that bastard hadn’t butchered her confidence then she wouldn’t have been so upset. His day was coming one way or another. I wasn’t going to kill the guy, even though I was sorely tempted. The loser was going to cross someone who wasn’t going to just tuck their tail and runaway.

  “I’m going to take you to bed and show you how fucking much I missed you. You’re going to scream out my name all night long and at this point, I don’t give a fuck who hears.”

  We didn’t say goodnight to anyone because I had intentions and these people would try to slow me down. The moment I closed the door on my room I grabbed the zipper of her dress and yanked that motherfucker down. That dress had been a distraction and, like a kid on Christmas, I couldn’t wait to tear off the wrapping.

  She stood there in her panties. She hadn’t been wearing a bra and I had to say I didn’t notice before. That dress must have really been tighter than it looked. Her perky, large tits were getting me harder than I already was, but I needed to make sure she was well satisfied before I filled her pussy with my come.

  I slipped off her heels and rubbed her feet. She moaned as she lost her balance and used my shoulders to hold her steady. “Time for a sweet treat since we missed out on all that cake.” I stood up and lead her to the bed. I wanted her pussy on my tongue so bad that I wasted no time even getting her all the way on the bed. She was sitting at the edge when I flipped her legs up, dropping her back to the bed and ripping off her panties. I took the little pink number and pressed it to my face. Fuck, my come was wetting my underwear. Tossing her legs over my shoulders, I knelt on the floor, still completely dressed in
my suit, and licked her sweet fucking center. I was thirsty, so hungry for her taste that I growled as I sucked her clit between my teeth. Her body was starving for me so much that she came the instant I slipped a finger into her tight pussy. Her tight pussy greedily squeezed my finger as she screamed my name for the first time tonight.

  I mentally checked off making her come once. Two more times to go. “Are you still on the pill?” I asked, taking off my suit jacket and tie.

  “No,” she said shamefully. I didn’t know why she looked so fucking upset. She was mine and if she got pregnant, I’d be a happy motherfucker. It was time I bought a house for myself. Over the years, I lived here out of convenience and because my parents wanted us to come back to the nest. Now, it was time to make my own little nest, and this woman was going to fill the motherfucker up with little O’Connells after I filled her up.

  “Good. I want my baby in you. Fuck, the thought of your flat belly growing with my baby inside brings out the fucking caveman in me.”

  I tugged on my buckle and pulled the belt off. I had a wicked thought in my head, but now wasn’t the time. I’d tie her up later when I was sure I had her full trust. My cock was pressing so hard against the zipper of my slacks that I had a hard time getting the fucker down, but I managed to get the pants off with the rest of my clothes. I stood in front of her ass-naked with an angry cock. Her pussy was going to know me through and through. She didn’t move from her position on the bed, she just laid there resting on her elbows and eyeing my cock. Her lips parted at she stared at the tip that was covered in my pre-come. I wanted to slip past those pretty lips and let her suck me dry. So I fucking did it. Walking forward, I cupped her face with my hand then kissed her pretty lips, before I ordered, “Suck me, Abby. Show me how much you want my dick.” She let a tiny moan before she grasped the base and started stroking it closer to her mouth. Bending her head, she took the tip into her mouth, this time her moan was much louder.

  I nearly blacked out when she took me deeper down her throat. Holding onto her hair for support, I started to fuck her mouth. I was so close to coming that I wasn’t even thinking. When I got close, I gave her a two second warning. “I’m going to come now.” But she acted like she didn’t hear me and took my cock deeper. I felt the first spurt shoot from my sack and I practically sang her name. “Abby.”

  She choked a bit, but managed not to spill a drop. Fuck, what the fuck was she doing with skills like that? She sat back, letting my cock plop out of her mouth, and something about that was stiffening me up again. The look in her eyes told me she was loving my taste. I pushed her back onto the bed, leaning over her, and kissed her. I didn’t give two fucks that she just swallowed my load. I wanted to show her my fucking appreciation. Our kiss was perfect and I could taste the hint of my nut on her tongue. She moaned again, liking that I had no reservation. With her, I didn’t.

  The night was young and so were we. I planned to fuck my kid into her tonight. I moved us to the center of the bed because this shit was about to get wild and I didn’t want her to fall the fuck off.

  I admired the blushing woman in front of me, who looked shy and innocent, like she didn’t just suck my come out of me like a professional. Well, just for that shit, I was going to have to eat her out until she was tearing my hair out, begging me to ease up on her poor, little cunt. I felt like a wild beast at the moment. Everything in me was ready to fuck her until she couldn’t walk and that was what I had planned.

  Too bad I didn’t have one of those signs from the hotel. Nobody better come knocking on this door tonight. Thank fuck her family was staying at a hotel. I was certain that I was going to have a serious talk with her father in the morning, well, late afternoon about marrying his daughter.

  “You look so edible, Abby. I think I’m still hungry,” I said, taking her lips for a passionate kiss. Our chests were pressed together as I supported my weight with my forearms. I started to grind my almost full strength erection against her sopping wet pussy. Her little curls were tickling my vein at the base. I pushed myself up and then worked my way down her body. I loved the way her nipples softened slightly. With both my hands I caressed her breasts. Leaning down, I licked the left, then licked the right before blowing air onto them, making them stiffen and sending a shiver down her body. She ground her hips upward, looking for relief that she would soon get. I sucked them back into my mouth, one at a time, slowly savoring her pert breasts.

  I moved my way down, kissing her soft skin just under her breasts, taking my time to appreciate her beauty. She had the tiniest bump of a belly, and I wondered if I caused it. Was she depressed and dipping into the ice cream? I loved it on her, but the next time she had a bump caused by me, it was going to have a little junior rolling around inside. I placed a kiss on her tummy with hopes of making a family with her.

  Her pussy was next on my list. I had a sample, but I needed another taste. Sometimes something is so good you have to go back for seconds. I crept between her thighs and lifted her hips up to my face. I saw her flex her pussy, tensing with anticipation. With a crooked smile, I bent down and licked her pussy, parting her lips and slipping my tongue into her sweetness. She was sugary sweet and I needed her like a drug. I lashed at her clit, hitting my tongue against her bundle of nerves. She moaned, her hands grabbing fistfuls of hair and tugging. She pushed my face against her wet pussy. I tongued her, but I wanted more. I slipped two fingers into her heat, forcing her to give me her juice. Her ass was looking too tempting to me, so taking my pinky, I dipped into her cunt before slipping my smallest finger into her puckered hole. She let out a gasp but didn’t shy away. As I ate her pussy, I worked her ass with my finger and she was loving it. She started pushing her hips down, trying to get more in her ass. Fuck, my dick was starting to leave trails of come on the bed. Sucking her clit into my mouth one more time, she bucked, coming hard. I sat up, lined up my cock and pushed my way into her still pulsing pussy. The first jets of come coated her walls, but I knew I was nowhere near done. It was like my cock was helping himself by lubing her womb.

  “I’m not done with you yet, my sweet love. I’m going to make you remember where you belong. With me, always,” I muttered, taking her mouth and kissing her while I fucked her pussy. Each one of my thrusts, I whispered a promise. “I will love you forever, Abby.”

  Another thrust. “No one will ever make you as happy as I will.”

  Another. “Fuck, you mean everything to me. Every-fucking-thing.”

  I saw the tears, but I knew they were happy ones. “Say you’ll stay with me, forever.”

  “I will,” she sobbed, her pussy clenching once more before she came for a third time. I followed her over, coming three times, too. The woman owned me, all of me.

  “I love you, Ethan.”

  Chapter 15

  Ethan

  The next morning, I woke up and she was missing from the bed. I was up and out of it, stark naked looking for her. Her pile of clothes was still there, so she hadn’t ditched me. Then I saw the bathroom door closed.

  I knocked because I didn’t hear anything. “I’ll be right out,” she said, but I didn’t like the tone in her voice. It was sad.

  “Baby, is everything alright?” I said, my face pressed to the door.

  “Yes, I’m coming out now.” I stepped back as I heard her little feet walk across the tiles. She opened the door and her eyes were sad even though she had a fake smile plastered on her face. Fuck me, was I ever going to get a break? I wanted to see her happy with me.

  “What is going on, Abby? I can’t keep trying to guess what’s wrong. I thought last night we were good.”

  “I’m sorry. It’s just, I started my period this morning.”

  “Oh shit, you got your period. That kind of sucks, but that’s nothing to be sad about. You had me fucking freaked the fuck out. Let’s get you dressed so we have some breakfast.”

  “I need to go back to my school today.”

  “Yes, so you can pack up your things. We’re g
oing to buy a house, and you’re going to marry me. If you want to transfer to a school here, that will be cool with me, but I can’t have you living so far from me.”

  She nodded, agreeing with me, but not really all there. Something was bothering her and I didn’t know what it was. “That’s fine, I just need to get my things and unenroll. I’ll only be gone a couple of days.”

  “I’m going with you,” I said, letting her know that I wouldn’t let her stay away from me.

  “Um. Don’t you have to work?” she asked.

  “I’ll take a couple days off. We’ll get your things and bring them back here. I don’t want to spend one single night away from you. Now, let’s see if my sister has anything you need before we make plans to go out of town.”

  After having a very awkward breakfast with her parents, we headed over to their hotel so Abby could shower and change. Then I wanted to fly straight to her school so I wasn’t taking too much time away from the office. I still had a company to run. It would be for all the children we had. I was looking forward to knocking her up. Yesterday there were several little kids around and I was thinking about our little ones. They would be so freaking loved.

  Now that she was stopping the pills, maybe next month we’ll get a surprise.

  It was noon when we got on a flight back to her school. I wasn’t looking forward to going back. After the video, I was doing my best to stay on the right side of the law. Rage and hatred weren’t my forte, but that motherfucker was pushing me to my limits. The pain he put her through had such a lasting effect on her and on us.

  We got to her dorm and for the first time, I saw it. The room was not the same in the video, which made me feel a lot fucking better, but it was missing something. It was empty and plain. There were no traces of Abby here. It was like she hadn’t been really ready to settle in. From what I did know about her, she was addicted to her pets back at her parents’ house. My little cowgirl loved to ride horses and yet this room showed nothing. All the walls were white and untouched. She was here for a week before I got here last time and was here for two days after I left.