That woman infuriates me. She has the nerve to call my cellphone and want to talk to me. I ignore the calls, but once Lexi sees that she’s called, she calls her back and talks to her as if she’s done no wrong. As if she didn’t kill our child.
I find I’m pissed and get out of bed and go for a walk through the halls, something I’ve done a lot of the last two months. We have four more months to wait until we can try again for her to get pregnant. I’ve waited thirty-two years to become a father and now I know I’ll see thirty-three before I see a child of mine be born. If then.
To have so much money it’s stupid and not have the one thing I crave so badly is infuriating. There’s no magic procedure or pill that can make Lexi’s body healthy enough to get pregnant more quickly. How can science not have come up with something like that yet?
I hear soft footsteps come up behind me and turn to find Lexi coming to me. She holds her arms out and I open mine and fold my arms around her. “Come back to bed, Max. I’ll rub your back or run my fingers through your hair until you fall asleep.”
She’s the sweetest thing in the world and she deserves so much better than what she’s had dealt to her. I kiss the top of her head and pick her up into my arms and carry her back to bed. Her head lies on my chest and she runs her fingers over my collar bone. “I’m sorry I woke you up.”
“When you leave the bed I can feel it, but don’t apologize. I thought a lot about how you’re feeling and I think I haven’t been compassionate enough with you. While I have faith that everything will be fine, I should be there for you more than I have been.”
I lay her down on the bed and gaze at her. She’s beautiful and I hate that it makes my heart ache so badly at what’s happened to her. Not just losing the baby, but being kidnapped and starved nearly to death, and being beaten by those awful girls when she was in high school. Her plight hasn’t been easy and yet she still has faith. If only I could be more like her. “Thank you for understanding, princess. I love you so much and it hurts not to get to feel you the way I want to.”
I lie down and put my arm around her, pulling her up to lie on my chest. Her breath is warm on my skin and I find myself becoming aroused. I run my hand over her soft skin and kiss her forehead. She turns her face up to mine and places her soft lips, gently against mine. I kiss her and she moves her body on top of mine. The silkiness of her night gown rubs against my bare chest. I push the thin straps down to free her breasts and feel them move against me. Her kiss deepens, and she tangles her hands in my hair. I swell and begin to ache to be inside her.
I flip her over, making our lips part. She looks up at me with her sparkling blue eyes and I see the love in them. Pulling her panties off I take my boxers off. “I want to feel you, baby. I swear I’ll pull out before I come, but I have to feel you the real you and not that damn rubber.”
Her smile lets me know that’s okay with her and I smile back as I move my body up hers and she spreads her legs out for me to enter her. The wet heat of her pussy feels so damned good on my hard as a rock dick and I find myself moaning with the sensation. “It’s been so long,” she groans as she arches up to me.
“You missed this too, huh?” I say and kiss her collar bone as I pull almost out of her then slowly glide back in, relishing her soft skin along my cock which has been denied the feeling for two long months.
“Um, hmm…,” she moans and I look to see she’s closed her eyes and is reveling in the pleasure as much as I am.
I move slowly, wanting this to last forever. Her arms reach out and pull me to her, then her mouth is on my neck, nipping and sucking and making me even harder. My strokes get faster as her mouth excites me. I wrap a section of her long, blonde hair in my fist and pull it to make her stop driving me too quickly towards the finish line. I pull back and look down at her. “You’re getting me too excited.”
“Isn’t that what I’m supposed to do?” Her hand trails over my abs and sends an electric current through my entire body.
“I’d like to make this last a little while.” I slow my strokes down as she smiles.
“Far be it from me to rush you, baby.” She closes her eyes and relaxes as I move in and out of her with deliberate slow, gliding strokes.
She feels so good and I find myself lost in just how perfect her body conforms to mine as I ease in and out of her hot, wet pussy. A weak pulsing begins as her vagina makes small contractions around my hardened dick and I know she’s about to come and I hope I can make it through this one without letting mine go. Her hips raise, pressing into me as I keep my body off hers, only connecting at our junctures. She writhes and grabs the sheet as her orgasm moves through her, making her pulse around me and it takes all I have not to join her.
Her breath becomes ragged and I struggle to keep my strokes slow and steady. “Come for me, baby.” I say through gritted teeth. “It feels so fucking good, come on.”
Her eyes open and she runs her hands up and grabs the back of my neck. “I need you to do it harder, please.”
“But, I want it to last and if I do that it won’t.” I stay slow and steady and she pulls her mouth up and takes mine, her tongue swirling into my mouth and her hot breath brings something out in me and I let my body fall on hers and kiss her, hungrily.
I let my body do what it wants as my strokes grow faster and ram into her harder. She groans and comes up to meet each hard stroke. Her fingernails run over my back, making chills run through me.
I pull my mouth from hers and pull out of her then flip her over and drag her by her hips back to me where I slam into her hard over and over as she screams out with each thrust. “Oh, fuck!”
She leans down and screams into her pillow as I feel her coming again and she pulses hard around my very hard and ready to explode dick. I lean over her and bite her shoulder, igniting more screams and harder she orgasms. I can’t take it anymore and pull out of her, exploding all over her back. “Shit!” I yell as my dick pulses against her back, spilling my juices on her.
It was all great until I came without feeling my dick inside her. I look down at the mess on her and feel awful. “Shit, Lexi! I’m sorry!”
I move quickly to get a towel as she remains still. Running back to her, I wipe it all off. “Maybe a shower is in order,” she says and turns over as I back up once she’s as clean as I can get her.
“I’m really sorry, that’s so gross. I know it wasn’t comfortable for you.” I take her hand and lead her to the bathroom.
“Max, stop apologizing. It is fine, I’d just like a shower, no big deal.”
If it’s no big deal why do I feel like shit?
Alexis
The fourth month is finally over and we’re in the home stretch. I find myself more than a little worried we can get through this. Max has stopped touching me. He felt terrible for some odd reason about this mess he made on my back and thinks it’s just better to stop having sex until we can do it the right way.
I’m more than a little frustrated and I know he is too, though he won’t admit it. He said wearing the condom and pulling out made him more frustrated than having no sex at all. Frankly I can’t see how.
So I’m taking a walk around the grounds. It’s what I do to stop thinking about sex. It wasn’t that long ago sex wasn’t a thing I missed having. Hell, I waited twenty-six years for it to happen, but once it did, watch out, I became addicted.
Well, addicted to having it with Max, so that’s not too bad on my part. I’ve put all my weight back on from my ordeal with the Ashley woman. That was a nightmare and so much worse than what I’m going through now, so I should stop being a brat and be thankful I’m still around to not have sex with my way too sexy fiancé.
It’s so weird how my perception of my body has changed. Once I saw myself in that horrible, skinny state, I knew what a real skeleton looks like with just skin covering it. No longer do I look at myself in the mirror and think I look like a scare crow. So the ordeal fixed me in at least that way, so I’m thankful it gave me som
ething positive.
Max hates how I look on the bright side of things. He thinks I’m crazy for thinking everything that happens to a person is meant to be and teach them something about themselves. Losing the baby taught me things can happen in an instant and there isn’t a dog gone thing anyone can do about it.
Being sad and upset isn’t bringing that child back. If that kid was meant to be ours, it will be. I’m certain of it. I make my way back to the mansion and see Max standing by the back gate, looking around for me I suppose.
“Where the hell have you been, Lexi?”
I laugh as I walk up to him and see the scowl on his handsome face. “Walking, Dad, is that okay with you?”
“You shouldn’t do that all alone. You could get bit by a rattlesnake or a copperhead or a coral snake,” he lectures as he takes my hand in his and leads me back to the house.
“Oh my, Max. Are you telling me you have that many snakes around here?” I giggle as I’m finding him a bit over-protective.
“Just tell me when you’re going to take a walk and I’ll come with you.” He pulls me along into the house. “I need to go pick up my new helicopter and I’d like it if you’d come with me.”
“Really?” I ask and stop. “But what about my fear of heights?”
His laugh is deep. “You’ll get over it.”
The butterflies in my stomach tell me that won’t be as easy as he thinks. “Max, really, I’m scared.”
“I know,” he says as he pulls on my hand and makes me walk with him through the huge mansion and out the front door.
I see a car waiting and James is in the driver’s seat. “How about I drive you and you can drive the helicopter home and I’ll drive the car back? That’s a lot better idea. Then James doesn’t have to drive and that’ll be really nice of me, I think. You know, save James the problem of doing it.”
“Nah, I want you to come with me up in the air,” he says with a smile and opens the back door of the black Cadillac. “Nice try though, Lex.”
I can’t help but remember the last time Max took a ride in a helicopter. He ended up in the Gulf of Mexico. That doesn’t sound like fun to me. I get in the car and Max slides in beside me. “I, umm, let me see, how, oh, my, it’s, I…”
His lips touch mine and shut me up. He pulls back and smiles. “There’s that stammering I love so much.”
I take his hand and press it to my rapidly beating heart. “Feel that?”
He gives my breast a squeeze. “I sure do, but that’s out of the question right now, Lex.”
I slap his shoulder. “Not that, ding dang it, Max. My heart, it’s all reeved up at how nervous I am. You know I hate to bring it up, but the last time you drove one of those things you about died.”
“That’s exactly why I need to get back up in the air. It’s like falling off a horse, you have to get right back on. It’s been a long time I’ve waited to get this chopper done. You’re going to feel so much exhilaration as you move that chair out the door and experience what I designed and made so much money from.”
My head shakes violently. “Hell, no!”
James laughs and Max’s eyebrows go clean up to the top of his face. “Cursing!”
“Well, flippin’ piano strings, Max. I’m scared enough just to ride in the thing and you want me to ride outside it. No freakin’ way, man!”
His forehead rests on mine. “Okay, princess. On this ride you can stay inside the chopper, but next time you have to try out my invention.”
Well, at least not this time!
“Thanks.”
As we pull up at the airport where the helicopter was brought to I see a very shiny and pretty, jet black helicopter. “There she is. Do you like it, Lexi?”
I nod. “It’s very nice, Max.”
The car stops and Max gets out then reaches in for me. I take his hand and go with him to check out his smancy new toy. A tall man wearing overalls has a rag in his hand and smiles at us as we walk up to the helicopter. “You been waitin’ a while for this thing, huh, Mr. Lane?”
“I have and am dying to get behind that stick, Mr. Jones.” Max squeezes my hand with his excitement.
“Is this your wife?” the man asks.
“No!” I say maybe a little too quickly, earning me a frown from Max. “Not yet, anyway.” I add to soften the blow he apparently felt.
Max holds up my hand which sports the monster rock he gave me. “She said yes when I asked her, but won’t settle on a date just yet. I guess she’s still on the fence about me.”
I blush and look away.
The man doesn’t need to be telling our private business to a stranger for the sake of Pete!
“I’m sure she’ll find no one better than you to marry, Mr. Lane.”
“I hope not,” Max says and puts his arm around my shoulders. “She’s the love of my life after all.”
With a smile I look up at him. “As you are mine, Max. I’ll marry you one day, you’ll see.”
His eyes brighten and he laughs. “We have the chopper, let’s go to Vegas and get hitched today!”
Seems the bottom has dropped out from under me. “Max. I uh, you know, we…”
He frowns. “Okay, just kidding anyway, kinda.”
The tension mounts as he places me in the contraption and buckles me in then puts some headphones on me. He gives me a thumbs up sign and I give it back to him though I don’t know that everything is all hunky-dory or not as I feel tightly secured but so insecure it’s hard to tell if I’m safe or not.
Max climbs in the driver’s seat or whatever it’s called in a helicopter and straps himself in. Headphones go over his ears and he gives the Mr. Jones man a thumbs up and starts the thing up. Even with the headphones on, it is very loud. I grip each side of the seat as tightly as I can while trying very hard not to puke.
“Nervous?” Max asks me and I hear it in my headphones.
I nod and squeeze my eyes shut. Maybe if I don’t look I’ll feel better.
He taps my shoulder and I open them. “Don’t be afraid, Lexi, I promise you it’ll all be fine.”
A weak smile I give him and he moves the stick thing and we come up off the ground and my stomach is in my throat. I swallow hard to get it to go back where it belongs and I swear it just laughed at me and stayed lodged in my throat.
I wonder if anyone has ever died of a heart-attack while going on their first ride in a helicopter! I’ll probably be the first.
A bit higher we go and my whole body tenses like it never has before. So many bad words are fighting to come out of my mouth, but fear has me frozen and my lips won’t move to let them out. I glance at Max who is beaming as he flies through the air.
How can he like this? How can anyone like this?
He moves the stick a little and we lean over to the left and I want to scream, but again the frozen in fear thing has nothing leaving my mouth. I clutch at the sides of my seat and am pretty sure I haven’t taken a breath since we left the ground.
“Wanna take the stick, Lex?” I manage to shake my head a bit. “Aww, come on, princess, take the stick. Just hold it.”
His hand pries mine from the kung fu grip I have on the chair and he places it on the little stick and I wrap my fingers around it and try very hard not to shake and kill us both. I look up at him with terror in my eyes.
His smile melts me a little, and he runs his hand through my hair which is blowing around a bit with the wind. He seems so dang happy and I find myself breathing again. This makes him happy, me up in this thing with him makes him happy and I find tears welling up in my eyes at how simple a thing this is and it’s making him smile like he hasn’t since I lost the baby.
“I love you, Max.”
“I love you, Lexi.” The words in my ears break something in me and I relax. Max has me, I’m safe with him. I always will be. Even in this little thing moving through the air so fast, I’m safe with him.
“How do I make it turn?” I ask.
With a touch of his hand, h
e moves mine and we go a little bit right, leaning to my side and I turn and look out my window. It’s really far down to the ground and I get dizzy then feel his hand on my shoulder and blink then look back down at how cool everything looks from up here. “It’s cool, isn’t it, baby?” he asks.
I look back at him and smile. “It really is.”
“I’ll take it from here, princess, great job!”
“You’re sweet,” I say and kiss my fingertips then touch his tan cheek.
He takes my hand and kisses my fingertips. Heat flows through me and I wish like hell he’d make love to me when we get out of the sky. I wonder if I told him we could go to Vegas and get married right now if he would do it then.
Max
The air flows around us as I take the chopper home. The landing pad is just underneath us and I land and find I’m more excited than I’ve been in what seems like forever. Lexi finally got into it and she had fun. I knew she would.
The girl is making me crazy with this waiting to marry me shit. I unbuckle myself and see her looking at all the belts holding her down and laugh as she has no clue how to get herself out. “Wait, I’ll get you, princess.”
She smiles and makes my heart skip a couple of beats. “Thank you, I’m more than confused.”
I get out and go around. “I can see that.” I set her free, and she slides into my arms and places a kiss on my lips.
“Thank you for making me do that, it’s was completely cool,” she says and runs her hand along my cheek.
“I’m glad you came with me, Lex. I knew you’d love it. There’s nothing to be afraid of.” I take her by the waist and walk towards the house.
“Will you teach our kids how to fly that thing?” she asks.
The thought that someday we will actually have kids seems like a dream that may never come true. “If we ever have any, yeah, I probably would.”
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