by Ally Prince
“You mind if I have a word?” Rayner looked at Easton, who nodded folding his arms over his chest, settling in for the conversation. “The girl still with you?”
“She’s an adult,” I retorted, moving my hands to my hips.
“Cindy sobered up and left town. I’m thinking Sophie needs to know that she is possibly in danger.” The Sheriff kind of shrugged because there was not a lot he could do and I acknowledged that. The people on the video were male and not Lucy, they may have been Robert and a friend but the truck was the only solid evidence and it was registered to Luce, so it sucked a big one.
“Where is she?” Easton unfolded his arms slightly more interested in the conversation.
“Um..., A&M, Luce can tell you,” I offered, my mind not concerned with Sophie though if it affected Lucy it affected me, we were a team now.
“Well anyway, I know what people think of me. What you guys say about me and my family.” He took a moment to clear his throat he turned away from the rubble and looked out over the field. “Olivia was such a great student, straight A’s, all it took was one night of peer pressure from the wrong people and she was so out of her depth she didn’t know what to do. He hunted her and others, I know that but I needed hard solid evidence. We didn’t have it. Her friends convinced her it was all in her head and they helped her clean up. There was, are, videos of her doing shots clearly intoxicated. We had nothing on him other than her words against what seemed like an entire student body,” he sighed, feet kicking in the gravel. “If I thought for a second Lucy was in any real danger, I would park in your drive every damn night, follow her every single day. But from what I have heard and seen,” he paused to look over the rubble. “This is what you get for taking something that was meant to be his. He won’t be back for Lucy. That I am nearly certain of. He runs a tight ship, Robert got messy and Mont has way too much to lose by sniffing around something or someone that is no longer a benefit to him.” I relaxed a little at his words. The fact that Mont would have used Lucy and her parents still rattled me. I didn’t care about Robert and Cindy’s debts, they could deal with the repercussions alone, but this shit was done tainting Lucy.
Footsteps on the gravel stopped him and we both turned to see Lucy walking toward us, my eyes honed in on the duffel bag on the porch.
“Lucy,” Rayner greeted her, I pulled her into my space, where she fit perfectly.
“Hi Sheriff,” she looked up at me, a shy tight smile, she was a little uneasy. “What happened to my, um, mom?”
“You might want to see if you can get Sophie home or somewhere a little safer for now. Just a precaution but I’d bet Robert is banking on her being the end to all his money worries. As for Mont, I doubt you guys will hear from him again. Try not to let it worry you too much, call if you see anything but I am pretty certain he won’t show up.” Lucy was nodding but didn’t look at all convinced by his words. I guess it was a lot to take in. This past week had been crazy and the poor girl hadn’t even had a proper chance to celebrate her birthday and I felt like the biggest cock sucker because I forgot. The stud had me busy with a million things on my mind, but Luce should have been number one. She would be from now on.
“What will happen to Robert?” Her arm slipped around my waist.
“Hard to say at the moment, Lucy. Your stepfather is an addict, their actions are not always predictable or rational but I think eventually he’ll come home. Something will draw him back, and well I hope in the meantime he doesn’t run into any trouble, but the man continually deals with people who don’t take non-payment easy. Robert has a lot of stress in his life right now, I can’t see this ending well for him.” Ain’t that the truth? Rayner smiled before heading to his cruiser.
I turned Lucy to face me.
“I want him out of my life, out of Sophie’s life. Then I can breathe again.” Lucy blamed him for a lot in her life and she probably had every right to. I would help her work through her trust issues and her pain and I would show her that she was worthy of everything she ever wanted.
“What’s with the bag?” She tensed in my arms and looked down at my chest. “Really Luce, haven’t I shown you just how much I love you and need you?” I growled lifting her into my arms. Apparently, I had been lacking, and I needed to show Lucy again just how much she meant to me.
Chapter 13
Logan
I told Easton and Penny to take a hike, not caring at all what they did because I had something to prove to my woman. I wanted to take her in our bed but I think she needed something more. Instead, I headed to the kitchen.
“What don’t you get Luce? The part where I said I needed you or the part where I said I loved you. Because I’m a little confused here, Precious.” I placed her on the island bench, taking a step back and unbuttoning my shirt. Her eyes widened, hunger sparked in them, she wasn’t fooling me. My precious Lucy had doubts and I planned to put them all to rest.
“Take your top off Luce.” I reach for the buckle on my jeans. Her eyes following my movements. “Lucy?” she snaps out of it and her cheeks begin to turn a nice shade of red as she lifts her t-shirt over her head and places it next to her on the bench. She sits there in a small white bra, something she hasn’t worn around me.
“What’s this?” I reached to rub my finger over the swell of her perfect little tits. Her chest heaved a little, goosebumps breaking out.
“A bra?” Glossy eyes stare up at me confused.
“No, what I mean is why are you wearing it now. You’ve never kept them from me before.” Lucy only wore a bra when she went to work, I liked the fact that there was nothing between me and them.Lucy looked around the kitchen. “No one’s here, just us,” I assured her. Stepping between her legs my hands skate over her skin and find the back of her bra. I slide it easily from her shoulders and throw it. “Want to tell me about the bag out on the step?” My fingers find her nipples and I twirl them loving the way her expression changes.
“I thought I’d make your life easier,” she whispers, eyes looking down but hands going to the waist of my jeans.
“How would it be easier Lucy?” I raise my voice a little, this girl needed to hear me. Somehow, she had to understand what we had here.
“Logan,” Lucy whispers in a shy tentative voice. I don’t want her to be unsure with me. I move my mouth to hers.
“I could get pregnant,” she mumbles into my mouth. The picture in my head of her just like that has me wanting to strip her naked right this moment.
“I know baby, that’s the plan.” For today anyway.
“Lift?” I shuffled her shorts and panties down her legs letting them fall at my feet.
“What have I got to offer you? Nothing, Logan. Nothing. I’m so very worthless now.” A small tear slips down her cheek. I make short work of my jeans and boots. Cock straining and pointing at her I step in between her legs again.
“Lucy, don’t think like that. We all do things we need to do when we have no other choice. You survived for something, for someone, who is important to you.” My thumbs wipe away her tears.
“I have no skills, no college degree. I’m useless, Logan.” Her breath stutters and her face contorts, she truly thinks this. It hurts to watch.
“Hey,” I tip her face to mine. “You have a job babe, here with me. Your job is to grow our babies, that’s the only job you need. You okay with that?” I slide her closer my cock grazing her wet heat.
“I’d like that with you. I will love them so much, they will be so wanted.” Her eyes start to dry and as her breathing changes I know she’s ready to move on to what I have in store.
“You. You are so wanted babe, do not forget that.” I crash my lips to hers making her aware of the full force of my love for her. Our tongues duel, and she grinds against my dick. I pull away dropping to my knees, taking in her pussy. It’s soaked and pink, ready and greedy for me.
“You want me, baby,” I graze her lips with my tongue, she moans. “Lie back, heels on the counter, I want you compl
etely open for me.” She does as told, and I have never seen a more amazing sight. Lucy naked on my kitchen counter, pussy dripping and waiting for me to take it. I jerk my cock hard making him wait a little longer. “First you’re going to come on my tongue and when you’re done, I will fill you up. I want me dripping down your legs all day. I want me all over you so I’m the only thing that invades your thoughts.”
Lucy whines a little as I lick her from ass to clit, savoring her flavor, reveling in her eagerness. I shove my tongue in her opening, loving the feel of her tensing before I move to suck on her clit. I repeat this journey over and over again until Lucy is straining on the bench, toes curled and a hand in my hair holding my face between her legs as she comes all over my face. My tongue breeches her opening feeling the pulses of her pussy before grazing her clit to ride out the rest of her orgasm. It’s such a beautiful thing. A man who won’t eat out his woman is no man at all. Yeah, it’s messy, but so is sucking cock.
Her body stills as I stand looking down at my precious all splayed out and open for me. Face red, a sheen of sweat visible and nipples taut. I line my cock up between those thighs and slide in. She tightens instantly making me groan. She is so fucking tight all the time, I struggle not to blow my load the minute I slip into her warmth.
“What do you want Luce?” I pull out slowly, just leaving the tip in before moving back in until my balls slap her ass, so fucking deep.
“You, your babies, us. Just us, Logan,” her husky pleasure filled voice states.
“Fuckin’ oath, babe.” I grip her hips and slam into her, she grunts with the force but takes it all. I’m powering home listening to the sound of her wetness as our bodies collide, seeing my cock in her body where it belongs, nothing has ever been so fucking perfect. My thumb grazes her clit and I stroke inside of her.
“Milk me, baby. Take it all.” She does just that. Her channel convulses around me, making my rhythm stutter before I slam deep and unload inside her. I’ll never tire of filling her. Her body twitches from head to toe as my seed seeps into the darkest part of her, she sucks it in and loves every minute.
“How many?” she asks.
“All day everyday baby,” she chuckles clenching down on me. I groan out loud.
“Babies, Logan. How many?” she sits up on her elbows, those perfect tits gaining my attention as the wobble before me. They’d look amazing covered in white pearly jets. I brush her nipple but she grabs my hand. “Focus,” she says shyly.
“Right. Babies. Whatever you’ll give me babe. I’d be happy with one or five.” I don’t care as long as they are ours.
“And everything else?” She need not say names, I slide my dick out and pull her to sit in front of me, those tits there for me to lick and suck. Once I have my fill and leave my mark, I take her lips and do the same. I claim her mind, body, and soul everything else is details.
“It just is Luce. We move forward.” I am not great with words and this is not some grand gesture but it’s us, always moving forward, taking things as they come and not letting go.
“Okay.” She smiles in my arms as I carry her to our bathroom where I fill her again and again.
Epilogue
Lucy
Four months later...
I felt like shit, genuine shit. My stomach was repelling everything I put in it, I was sweaty, gross and pregnant. Where was this glowing shit people talked about? The only thing glowing was my knees from the cold tiles as I heaved into the toilet bowl.
Penny and Sophie had been saints, and we managed to be sneaky. I could no longer hide my sickness from Logan so today was the day. We had it all set up, but I hoped it would play off right, I had spent a huge amount of time on this and I wanted it perfect.
I was in the kitchen waiting for him to come in. I had my acting skills, and prayed they worked before I opened my mouth and blurted it out or before he had me naked again. No matter how shitty I was feeling I couldn’t deny him. His eyes would darken, his unshaven face oozed desire, and I was a goner.
I heard the front door and taking a deep breath I checked the fridge door and nodded to myself.
We had this.
“Hey, baby.” His warm arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me into his strong chest. His scent overwhelmed me and the sickness began to fade as other hormones took over. My body was extremely bi-polar these days. “You’re clammy.”
“Yeah, I’ve been better,” I offered, trying to sound normal and not excited because let’s face it, I was.
“Want me to make you something? How about a grilled cheese, everyone loves a grilled cheese when they’re sick? Or I can get Penny to come over to make soup?” he sounded a little worried, so I pasted on a bright smile turning toward him.
“Grilled cheese sounds great.” He patted my butt as I walked around the island to sit. I waited with bated breath. It was at eye level on the clean fridge door, hard to miss.
And I waited some more.
The grilled cheese was cooking, and he was talking about how the stables would be ready in a few weeks, the excitement on his face clear. But my mind was busy.
“Could you get me a glass of milk please?” Without even questioning it he turned and grabbed a glass and the milk.
Ugh, this was an epic fail.
We ate, and I drank my milk. My eyes fixed on the picture I wanted him to see but he didn’t.
“Luce, you’re not even paying attention. You sure you’re okay?” His hand came to my forehead, but I batted him away.
“I’m better.” My voice cracked a little as I wondered what I would do now. I cleared our plates and was about to head to the bathroom when he grabbed me lifting me to the counter. We often managed a lunchtime quickie in here, hence why Penny graciously moved out, well that and other reasons Logan was not happy with. He didn’t seem to understand that she was an adult who had adult needs. And the fact that Mason was around a great deal when Penny was in sight put Logan on high alert.
“You are such a shit liar. I need something first.” He sounded serious, hands rubbing my thighs, eyes searching mine. “Tell me.”
My eyes went over his shoulder but he leaned in my way. “Tell me, Luce.” He looked desperate and needy but he wasn’t talking about what was on the fridge, he was talking about something deeper. Something I had yet to say to him but it seared my soul every single day.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, dropping a quick kiss to those lush lips that did wild things to my body, my face heated.
“Focus,” he snapped making me laugh.
“I love you, Logan, so much.” It was over and out quickly but I sagged with relief as they came out. Logan’s expression was beyond anything I had ever seen before. He calmed instantly, relaxed and looked so proud of me, he loved me unconditionally and that was something I struggled to accept.
“Fuck, finally. Love you too baby.” He angled my head and claimed my mouth, his hands sought out my body bringing it to life like no one else could. I pulled him closer, trying to find what I needed, but he pulled back.
“What else?” his brows rose.
“Turn around,” I nudged my head toward the fridge and he finally fucking turned and stopped dead. I heard his sharp intake of breath as he took the few steps forward pulling the picture off. It was a little grainy and at 9 weeks not much was on show but the jelly bean was there.
He turned with the small picture in his hand, his eyes going from me to the picture. He was in awe. I sat a little awkward and unsure. He always spoke of breeding me and while it was hot but maybe just maybe he didn’t mean it.
Logan moved fast ripping my shirt off, his hands and lips going to my still flat stomach.
“I can’t believe he’s in there already.” Complete awe laced his voice. “How long have you known?” His smile was wide, and I blushed, knowing all the times I had asked him to fill me were only for show.
“A few weeks, I wanted to do it all right, but you didn’t see him.”
Logan laughed and shook his h
ead. “But you love me, Luce, that’s more than I could ever ask. You know what we need to do now though right?” His hands found my breasts, and he hummed in satisfaction as he squeezed them. “You’re going to marry me now and become Lucy Anderson.” I was aware there wasn’t a question at all, he was taking what he wanted, what I wanted, and I would not object to this man. I had never denied him and I wouldn’t start now.
His hands made short work of my pants and his jeans as he slid himself inside me and stopped. I loved the way he filled me, he completed me.
“Make us a family, Luce.” He thrust a little deeper, the delicious fullness had my wetness flooding his cock. “You like that idea, don’t you? My dirty girl. All that’s for me isn’t it? You love having my cock inside your pussy, filling it up making babies, over and over again. I will make you happy Luce, nothing will ever hurt you or our babies I promise you that.”
I didn’t need Logan’s promise though it was nice to hear it. Logan showed me that he loved me and he would fiercely love any child we decided to bring into this world. His devotion to me was clear and I would never doubt that. I had other things to focus on and decided certain people and events were not worth wasting time on. It was hard at first wiping away everything that made me, me. But I was done playing a victim, I would not pity myself or my situation any longer. I had a great life with a great man who I loved. I was going to look forward to what we had and would share in the future.
I am so very thankful for the day that Logan Anderson walked into my life and took what he wanted and showed me what I needed. Life with my dirty talking stud was never dull, and I hoped it stayed that way for the rest of our lives.
