by Fast, K. L.
“I'm Anthony. Tiffani’s Brother.”
“Nonuts,” AJ says starting to cry Anthony's eyes go soft.
“Come on little man, let’s get you those donuts and then all of us can chat.”
Sniffling, AJ looks up at him with big blue eyes. “Nonuts?”
“Yep, Nonuts. What about you, Amore, do you want anything?” I blush at the nickname he calls me.
“Uh…Okay?”
“How about you guys go find us a table, and I will help Tiffani with our stuff?” Cameron says as he hands AJ to me.
“Ma Ma, you nonut?” he asks tilting his head I laugh and kiss his cheek. He is only eleven and a half months old and is already starting to try to take care of me.
“Yeah, Bubba, Mama wants a donut too.” He squeals and starts to clap his hands again. I laugh and tickle his sides. He starts laughing.
“Come on Amore, let’s get a table.”
“Okay,” I say looking up into those brown eyes I so easily fell in love with. I can’t believe he is here. I just hope he can forgive me for leaving.
Three
Anthony
After the longest twenty-minute breakfast with my soon to be brother-in-law and my sister, Charlee makes her escape as fast as she can. The entire time we were there, she kept looking at me through those thick lashes of hers and biting her bottom lip like she wanted to say something but was afraid of what I might say.
Most men in my situation would be furious that the woman they loved kept their baby a secret, but I know our circumstances were different, hell they are different. When she leaves the bakery, I hang back long enough to watch her get in her car. When she pulls out of the parking lot I get in my car and follow her. I can’t believe she has been an hour away from me this entire time. My Charlee has been right underneath my nose for the last two years. A few minutes later she pulls into an apartment building and grabs AJ from the back seat putting him on her hip. I quickly get out of my car and walk to her.
“Charlee, you didn't think I would let you go right after I finally found you, again did you?” I say in a gruff voice she shakes her head and turns around. All I want to do is pull her into my arms and never let her go. AJ looks up at me and smiles a toothy grin.
“Up,” he says, holding his hands out for me. I smile and reach for him. Charlee bites her bottom lip and hands him to me. My heart squeezes and it takes everything in me not to cry when he lays his head on my shoulder and sucks his thumb.
I kiss the top of my son’s head. There is no fucking way he isn’t mine. He looks like a miniature me, except for his eyes. His eyes are all Charlee.
“Are you going to invite me in baby girl?” She looks up at me from where she was staring at our son laying on my shoulder with unshed tears.
“I need to put him down for a nap. Would you like to come inside?” she asks. I grab her bag off of her shoulder and nod my head.
When we get inside, I follow her to our son’s room. It's decorated with pictures from Italy and the black shirt I wore that night has been made into a teddy bear. It’s currently inside his crib. I walk over and place him in it. He immediately wraps his chubby little arm around the teddy bear. I run my fingers through his hair, and he closes his eyes. When he is softly snoring, I turn back around and find Charlee leaning against his door jam. She is looking at me with so many different emotions playing across her face. I walk over to her and grab her hand.
“Come, Amore, we have a lot to talk about.” She nods her head and leads us to the living room where she finally breaks down, tears streaming down her face.
“I'm so sorry I left you that night, but I had to go. I was on a class trip and the teacher was freaking out. When I found out I was pregnant, I wanted to find you but all I knew about you was your name. I didn't even know if you'd remember me.” I can't stand it anymore. I pull her into my arms and hold her tight. She melts into me and I feel like I can breathe for the first time in two years.
“Shhh, baby girl it’s okay. Calm down.” She starts crying even harder and I don’t like it. Her tears break my heart. I pick her up and she wraps her arms around my shoulders. She buries her head into my neck. I sit down on the couch with her on my lap, her thighs on either side of my hips, rubbing her back. “Amore stop those tears they break my heart,” I say in a gruff voice.
“How could I have missed you so much when we only had that one night together?” She asks. I grab her hair in my fist and pull her head back until she is looking at me.
“The same reason you took my heart with you when you left. Amore, I have been searching for you for two years. I would stop at nothing to find you again. You have been on my mind every day since I met you. I have been looking for you non-stop since you left.” I say letting go of her hair, leaning forward kissing her sweetly. When I pull back a thought comes to me. “If you were so close this whole time how could my PI not find you?” She bites her lip and looks anywhere but me. I touch her chin and pull her gaze back to me. Her eyes get big and she looks at me in shock.
“Your PI?” I laugh.
“Yes, my PI. I was serious when I said I have been looking for you, Amore but you are not an easy girl to find.” She bites her lip.
“Um, I may have omitted the truth about me a little bit.”
“And how did you do that?” I ask tilting my head.
“My real name is Charlotte, but everyone calls me Charlee and I wasn’t eighteen when we met, I was seventeen.” I drop my hand from her beautiful face and about choke on my tongue.
“Seventeen?” Holy fucking hell. I am fifteen years older than she is. She nods her head.
“Yes.” I still can't bring myself to care.
“My sweet Charlotte, I don’t plan on being just anyone. I plan on being your one and only,” I say cupping her cheek. She leans into my touch and kisses my wrist.
“I'm so sorry Anthony. How can you ever forgive me?” She sniffles and searches my eyes. I lean down and kiss her, devouring her sweetness. After a few minutes, I nip her bottom lip then kiss her softly to take away the sting. I regretfully pull away from her. There is only one thing I can think of that can make this right.
“Marry me so I can never lose you again.”
Four
Charlee
My mouth pops open and I gasp. “What?” I couldn’t have heard him right.
“You’re going to marry me Charlotte and we are going to give AJ brothers and sisters,” he says with an intense stare.
“You're serious?” Holy fuck he is.
“I’m dead serious, Amore,” he growls kissing my neck.
“How many brothers and sisters?” I ask breathlessly scooting closer to him. His hard cock rubs against my aching pussy.
“Is that a yes?”
“Yes. I never want to leave you again. I want to be your wife more than anything.”
“Baby Girl, I wasn’t planning on taking no for an answer.” My laugh turns into a moan when his hard cock throbs against my pussy, he growls. His hand going into my hair in a tight fist. I whimper, loving the slight sting. He demands my surrender as he makes love to my mouth. I am only too happy to oblige. I rock my hips against his hard bulge. I moan into his mouth, he growls. His hand goes to my hip to stop my movements. I whine when he pulls back breathing heavily.
“You don’t get to come until Daddy says you do; do you understand baby girl?” Holy mother of cock, I swear to God I almost come right there. It might make me a freak, but I fucking love when he said that. I so badly want to be his naughty little girl and it's fucking sexy as hell when he takes charge. “Hands behind your back, Amore,” he says in a firm voice. I whimper and do as he asks, interlacing my fingers behind my back. My breasts push out as my back arches. “Now be a good girl and stay still while Daddy finger-fucks this tight pussy of yours until your sweet pussy cream drenches my fingers.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl.” He lets go of my hair, the hand on my hip moves to the front of my pants he slowly runs his
fingers over my covered pussy. I whimper and my hips buck uncontrollably and involuntarily. “Tsk tsk. No moving or I’ll stop.” My whine is greeted with his chuckle.
He pushes his thumb through the thin fabric of my leggings and rips them down the front. I gasp and my nipples harden. “Such a naughty girl, not wearing any panties,” he growls running his fingers through my folds. He never takes his eyes off of mine. I whimper, silently begging him to make me come. His thumb circles around my clit at the same time as he slowly starts to thrust two fingers into my aching pussy, but I need more, and he knows it. “What do you want Baby Girl.”
“I want to come,” I whimper.
“Try again.”
“I want you to make me come, Daddy,” I say breathlessly
“Good girl,” he growls. He starts finger fucking me faster and harder. His thumb never slowing down. He knows just how to touch me, to make me come. He pinches my clit and I gasp. My pussy clamps down and I am flying a part in his arms. He slams his lips on mine, swallowing my screams as I come all over his hand. He pulls away from our kiss after he rings every last shiver of my orgasm. He pulls his fingers out of my pussy then sucks one into his mouth. He groans.
“Fuck you taste sweet as sin, Amore.” I giggle and sag against him. I don't even realize that my hands are still behind my back until he grabs them and runs his hands along my arms.
“I missed you, Anthony,” I say closing my eyes wrapping my arms around his shoulders he kisses the top of my head.
“I missed you too, baby girl.” I must have dozed off because the next thing I know the baby monitor goes off and I hear AJ saying my name. I sigh and make a move to get up Anthony pulls me close and kisses my neck “I’ll get him, Amore. Why don't you go get dressed and we can go get lunch?”
“Are you sure?” I ask looking at him.
“Yes, we need to get to know each other anyway,” he says without any hesitation. I bite my lip. Normally the only people that I have been there to help me are my mom and Cam but that is only when I absolutely need it.
“Okay.” I stand up on wobbly legs. He leans forward and kisses my pussy before standing up he makes his way towards AJ’s room and I make my way towards mine. I step out of my ruined pants, kicking them to the side. Then I take off my shirt, walk over to my dresser and pull on a pair that matches my bra. I grin thinking about Anthony taking them off.
I look down at my stretch marks, feeling a moment of insecurity but shake my head. I got them carrying our baby and I am damn proud of them. I run my fingers through my hair and fluff it to get reed of that just fucked look. There is no getting rid of my red swollen lips or the just had the best orgasm ever look on my flushed skin. I make my way to my closet. I have a baby monitor in my room, and I can hear Anthony talking to our son and my heart melts.
“Hello, my figlio.”
“Hi,” AJ says in his sweet voice. He normally doesn't warm up to people so fast and I have to wonder if it's because he somehow knows that Anthony is his dad.
“Let's get you dressed. We have a big day.” AJ coos.
“We don't know each other yet, but that will change. I’m going to marry your mommy and we are going to give you lots of brothers and sisters.” AJ giggles and I hear him clapping his hands. Anthony chuckles.
“I knew you’d like that idea. How about we go get lunch?”
“Nunch,” AJ repeats happily.
“You are just like your dad. I love lunch too.” They both laugh. I wipe away a stray tear. My heart breaks for lost time that they didn't have together. That I will spend the rest of my life trying to make up for the time they lost. “You coming mama? Our little man is hungry,” Anthony calls.
I take a deep breath and I pull on my gray sundress with pink flowers.
Walking out into the living room, I find my boys waiting for me and my heart melts just a little bit more.
Five
Anthony
We take Charlee’s car to lunch and I have to say it is the best feeling in the world holding my son on my hip and the woman that is going to be my wife’s hand as we walk into the restaurant. I feel like a proud peacock showing off my family. When we are seated. Charlee puts on a show for AJ on her phone with a few Cheerios. He gives her a toothy grin and starts snacking away. She looks up at me, giving me a smile so warm it takes my breath away.
“We didn't really get a chance to talk earlier,” she says blushing.
“I had other things on my mind, Amore,” I say grinning. She grins too. The waiter comes and we order our food. After a few minutes, it arrives. AJ looks at me with his mouth full of a French fry and grins. He holds one out for me to grab. I do so and make a motion of rubbing my stomach “Yum. That was the best fry I have ever had.” He giggles and gets back to eating. Charlee watches the whole interaction with a watery smile
“You are so good with him.” I grab her hand and bring it to my lips.
“He's a great kid,” I tell her honestly. The rest of lunch is filled with light conversation. I tell her about my job and about being the oldest of six in an Italian family. I have two brothers and three sisters Armando, Alessandro, or the twins as everyone in the family calls them. They own a brewery/ winery together. Trinna is the oldest out of the girls. She just started working for a buddy of mine. I got her the job. She is so aimless, I hope this helps her get her life on track. Tiffini followed in our Pop’s footsteps just opened the first and only bakery in Kissing Junction. She just met Tiff today. The youngest is Trinity. She is a chef at a high-end restaurant called “I Don’t Know.”
Charlee and I had a good laugh about how it's the perfect name for a restaurant because couples always say that. She tells me about her brother, Cam and her parents. She also tells me that she is in school for graphic design. I am in awe of her. She has raised our son by herself and has been going to school the entire time.
After lunch, we take AJ to the park. After two hours of playing, we decide to go back to her place. We spend the rest of the day playing and watching movies with AJ.
After dinner, I ask if she will come and stay with me for the weekend. When she says “yes” my heart leaps. My family is finally going to be under my roof. She packs two huge overnight bags and gets AJ’s playpen ready to go. From the way she looks at me, I think she knows that I don't plan on letting them leave after the weekend.
We decide to leave my car at her apartment. I can just pick it up on Monday. It's not like I need it. I have three other cars at the house, one of which I plan on giving to Charlee so she can stop driving this death trap.
I make a mental note of all of the things we are going to need to get for the house. We can order most of the stuff online and have it at the house in the morning.
By the time we get to our house, it is dark out and the porch is illuminated by the soft glow of the automatic porch light. She gasps.
“It's so pretty. It even has a white picket fence.” She gushes while holding a sleeping AJ. I chuckle and get the stuff from the trunk.
“Wait till you see inside, Amore.”
“I can’t wait,” she says smiling at me. Once inside, I turn on a lamp next to the couch and I put their stuff down in the living room. I make a second trip, grabbing the playpen. When I get inside, she is looking at the coffee table curiously.
“What's the matter?” She looks up at me with a furrowed brow.
“Why is your living room baby-proofed?”
I walk up to her and kiss her softly.
“Because I had the house built with you in mind. I knew the minute I had you back in my arms I was going to make sure you were good and pregnant. So, I pre-baby-proofed most of the house. It gave me something to do will I waited for you,” I tell her. Her eyes fill with tears and her lip starts to tremble.
“You built me a house?” I wipe away a stray tear
“Of course, I did, Amore. Everything I have done the last two years has been with you in mind.” She sniffles and stands on her tippy toes. She kisses me twice before re
sting her head on my chest
“How about we go put him down and I'll show you the rest of the house?”
“Okay.” She follows me to the bedroom right next to the master suite.
“I figured we could use this as the nursery. We can order some stuff online and have it here before dinner,” I say walking into the room, she gasps.
“Oh my God! It’s beautiful. It’s bigger than both mine and AJ’s room in our apartment.”
I set up the pack and play then grab AJ from her. I kiss his head then place him in it. She sighs dreamily.
“I don't ever think I am going to get tired of seeing that.” I grin and throw her over my shoulder she squeaks, and I slap her ass.
“Shh, it's Daddy's turn to play.” She whimpers and squirms against me. I nip her ass cheek where her dress has ridden up and she moans. My girl likes it rough and she is fucking kinky as hell. I walk to my bedroom and toss her on the bed. She giggles as she bounces twice before landing in a heap on the middle of it.
“The tour is going to have to wait baby girl. I’ve waited two long ass fucking years to be inside that tight cunt of yours again and I can’t wait a minute longer.” I growl stalking towards her.
I’m going to fuck her until we both pass out.
Six
Charlee
“Take off your dress, baby girl, otherwise I am going to rip it off,” he growls, unbuttoning his shirt. I look at him innocently and bat my eyelashes.
“No.” He stops.
“What?” I grin and play with the edge of my dress.
“No, I’m not going to take it off.”
“Oh, you are asking for it. baby girl.”
“What are you going to do about it?” I question sassily. His eyes go hard, and he is on me in a flash.
“This,” he growls flipping me onto my stomach and smacks my ass. I gasp at the sting. “Bad girls get punished, Amore,” he says smacking my other ass cheek. My pussy floods and I moan at the pleasure/pain of it. It's like he knows my deepest fantasies without me even having to tell him. He smacks each cheek again. “Fuck, you are such a naughty girl, I can smell your sweet pussy cream from here.”
