‘Hmmm,’ I moaned, blissfully tired and content.
‘Sleep, I’ll look after you now. Both of you.’
‘Don’t let me go,’ I sighed as I closed my eyes.
‘Never,’ he whispered, as his lips grazed my temple and I fell asleep with his warm body enveloping mine and his semi-erect cock buried inside me, back where it belonged.
I woke with a start to find myself alone in the bed. I pulled on my knickers and t-shirt and looked in the bathroom, but there was no sign of him. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Oliver’s cot was empty. For a fleeting second I worried that Dan had left and taken Oliver with him, then reprimanded myself. His confession last night had been genuine, he really did love me and wanted us to be together. I ran down the stairs into the lounge and was captivated at the sight of Dan, barefoot in his jeans, cradling Oliver against his naked chest. He had one hand under Oliver’s nappy padded bottom, the other gently holding the back of his head. I’d never felt such a surge of love in my life.
‘So, how do we do this?’ I asked and Dan turned to smile at me.
‘Well first I know both of your boys are hungry, as he’s been trying to feed off my pecs,’ he laughed. I smiled, relaxed and happy Dan was back and it warmed my heart.
‘Hmmm, something I’d like to do sooner than later, you didn’t let me touch you earlier.’
‘When we’ve eaten food, I’d like to eat you, slowly, and take advantage of you all night.’
‘Well that goes without saying.’
‘Tomorrow there’s something I’d really like to do with you and Oliver though.’
‘Our first family day?’ I grinned.
‘Yes, but a proper family day. I want you both to come and meet my family,’ he held my gaze as I tried to take it in. This morning I’d been a single mother, with no family other than my son, Brooke, Molly, John and Edward. A few hours later I had a boyfriend who loved us both, and a new family I hadn’t even met yet. ‘Too much?’
‘No, God no, I’m just worried how they’ll react.’
‘Mum was all for driving around here now, I think she actually screamed down the phone,’ he laughed.
‘You’ve told her?’
‘We had a long chat while you were both sleeping,’ he advised as he kissed Oliver’s head.
‘And she was really ok with this?’
‘I told her we haven’t worked out the finer details but we were making this work, one way or another,’ he nodded, as he studied me for my reaction. I walked over and tiptoed up to kiss him and held out my arms for Oliver who gurgled with delight as I took him.
‘Then why don’t I cook a Sunday lunch for us all. It will be easier for Oliver, rather than uprooting him and taking all his stuff to meet more new people.’ I fed Oliver again while we agreed on a plan. I don’t think I’d ever felt more nervous. It was obvious Dan thought highly of his parents, what if they didn’t like me? After Oliver was fed I left Dan to play with him and took a shower and went down to make up a large meal of spaghetti and meatballs and sent Brooke a text.
You’re an interfering old cow Brooke Hanson, but I still love you. I’ll call you tomorrow to update you properly, but Dan turned up and he wants to make this work. I’ve no idea how, we haven’t got that far yet. He’s playing with Oliver upstairs while I cook and I can’t stop crying happy tears. I can’t believe you risked our friendship to do this for me, but you don’t get rid of me that easily! Love you xxx
I wiped my eyes and tidied up as dinner cooked and grabbed my phone when I heard it ping.
OMG. I’ve been worried sick all day that you’d hate me. I just couldn’t bear it any longer and you were going to stall forever. It was eating you up not being with him and I couldn’t bear to see you suffering any more than you already were and wanted it over one way or another. I’m so glad that it worked out for the best. Call me when you have time, no rush, just enjoy being the three of you for a while.
We put Oliver down to sleep and Dan led me by the hand to the bathroom, where he ran us a hot bath and we climbed in to soak together, my chest against his back, his arms around my waist, legs hooked over mine as he kissed my neck.
‘He’s perfect,’ he whispered and I smiled and rested my cheek on his firm chest. ‘You’re perfect, Ellie Baxter.’
‘Hardly,’ I laughed.
‘You are, to me. I can’t believe you went through all of this without any support from me.’
‘I’m not the first woman to go it alone with a pregnancy and baby,’ I reminded him.
‘But even if I hadn’t wanted to be in his life, you knew I’d support you financially.’
‘If you didn’t want to be in his life, I wouldn’t have wanted any money Dan. When I found out I was pregnant, I never once thought of coming to you for help, because it was my fault it happened and it was my decision to keep it. Why should you pay for another mistake for the rest of your life? You didn’t need that stress and pressure.’
‘I needed you. The last eleven months has been hell. Seeing memories of you everywhere I looked, reminders of what I walked away from.’
‘I made you walk away.’
‘No, what you asked was reasonable, of any man but me, it was my choice to refuse to consider it. What’s done is done. I’m here now, that’s all that matters, but you never keep me in the dark about anything ever again. Understood?’ he asked in his firm domineering voice, that no one in their right mind would refuse to comply with. A voice and tone that made my insides water, nipples peak and skin crackle.
‘Understood,’ I whispered, as I shifted in the bath.
‘Are you turned on?’ The amusement in his voice was obvious.
‘Always when you’re around.’
‘Ditto,’ he replied as he reached up to cup my breasts and swept his thumb over my nipples. ‘I’m loving these bad boys.’
‘Good job, as I don’t think they’re ever going down again,’ I sighed as I pushed my shoulders back, forcing myself into his hands. He chuckled against my neck, expertly working on my erogenous zone there, and pulling my nipples.
‘God, stop. You’ll make me express,’ I uttered mortified.
‘Don’t care, it’s even more of a turn on,’ he murmured. I squirmed as his lips vibrated against my sensitive skin and one hand left my nipple and started slowly sliding down, as his ankles hooked over mine moved outwards, spreading my thighs apart. As if the warm water caressing my eager clit wasn’t erotic enough, feeling Dan’s skilful fingers edging ever closer just took those levels of sexual pleasure into the stratosphere.
‘Ahhhh,’ I cried as he found his goal and started to gently rub. ‘Dan.’
‘I love how responsive you are,’ he groaned. ‘You won’t need that personal trainer anymore, not the amount of times I’m going to be inside you each day.’
‘You’re going to chain me to the bed?’ I gasped as he pressed my bundle of sensitive nerves even harder.
‘Chains will definitely feature in one or two scenarios I have in mind,’ he grinned, as I tipped my head back to look up at him and flexed my hips back and forth against his hand, creating a tidal wave of water that sloshed over my stomach and chest.
‘You’re so experienced compared to me,’ I sighed as he ran his lips around the edges of mine and sucked forcefully on my bottom one, rendering me to the consistency of jelly.
‘But my experiences with you rock my world. No one compares. The way your tight little cunt grips my cock and milks it, you fit me like … like … flight socks.’
‘Flight socks?’ I burst out laughing.
‘A glove sounds cliché and it’s still loose, you’re not loose. You’re damn tight. How the hell you squeezed Oliver out of there and are still in shape is beyond me,’ he uttered.
‘Thank God,’ I sighed, flooded with relief at the same time as fighting against reaching my peak as his fingers continued to slide around my clit. ‘I was worried you’d be put off me because I didn’t feel the same.’
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�m even more turned on by you, knowing you carried my child for nine months, nurtured and protected him. I didn’t think I could love you any more than I did, until I saw you holding him.’
‘Stop,’ I moaned. ‘You’ll make me cry.’
‘So cry, share how you feel with me, I don’t want any more lies or deception between us, Ellie. I’m in this. For life.’
‘Me too. I love you so much, Dan,’ I nodded as my eyes filled up with emotion. He groaned and closed his eyes, then looked back at me with just as much feeling, as he dipped his head and claimed me in a gentle, tender kiss, just as I arched up out of the water as my climax hit and rippled out like the waves in the bath, touching everything in its path.
‘Tell me you’re mine, Ellie. I need to hear you say it. You belong to me and no one else.’
‘I’ve been yours since I set sight on you, but there’s another man in my life who I won’t give up for you, so you’ll have to learn to share.’
‘Who?’ he demanded as a look of fury crossed his face. ‘I’m sharing you with no one.’
‘Not even your own son?’ I smiled with a wink.
‘You … you … evil woman,’ he laughed. ‘I nearly had a coronary.’ He started tickling me, remembering my weak point and I screamed with laughter and was rewarded with a cheeky horny grin, along with a scream from the other room. I quickly wriggled out of his grasp, stood up and grabbed a towel to wrap around myself. ‘I’m still hard,’ he uttered in disbelief, as he pointed to his perfection of a cock poking up through the foamy water.
‘You woke him up making me scream, so now you suffer the consequences.’ I laughed as he flicked me with foam and I skipped out of the room to get my other man.
Day Fifteen
Sunday 5th July – Year Two
Ellie
I fiddled with my hair for about the tenth time in the last half hour and Dan raised his eyebrows at me. It was alright for him, he didn’t have to do the whole meet the parents thing like I had to, and to make matters worse, I was the woman who had his child in secret and deprived his grandparents from getting to know him. I don’t think I’d ever felt so nervous. I’d put on a black knee length tulip skirt, with a white shirt and black heels and had to keep batting Dan’s groping hands away as he insisted I looked like some sexy secretary and wanted a quickie before they got here. I wasn’t meeting his parents with an orgasm flush on top of everything else, so I’d given him a quick blow job, just to take the edge off for him.
‘Stop fidgeting. You look perfect. She’s met you before, she won’t care,’ he sighed with a shake of his head.
‘I care. Besides I haven’t met your dad and it’s not like a usual meet and greet is it?’
‘Trust me, they’re both so happy that I’m happy, nothing else will bother them.’
‘You’re really happy? You’re not feeling trapped or obligated?’ I asked with a nervous chew of my lip.
‘Are you looking for a spanking?’ he uttered. ‘If I didn’t want to be here I wouldn’t. No one forces me to do anything that I don’t want to do, Ellie.’ He reached over and laced his fingers through mine and leaned over and kissed me, making me melt and let out a soft sigh. I heard him chuckle, then I jumped as I heard the door knock downstairs.
‘Shit. Shit,’ I muttered as I leapt up. ‘What do we do? We didn’t discuss what we’d do? Oliver’s having a nap and they’re not here to see me, they’re here for him and he’ll end up crabby if he doesn’t get his sleep.’
‘They’re here for you too, you should have let me give you an orgasm to chill you out,’ he sighed as he stood up and took my hand again and led me downstairs. He raised his eyebrows as we reached the door and I reluctantly nodded, as he dropped my hand and opened it. I gulped as I saw his mother again. She was simply stunning, with deep green eyes with amber flecks and shiny black hair. She was dressed in a cream shift dress, with a gold chain belt, gold strappy sandals and clutch bag and was carrying quite possibly the biggest blue teddy bear I’d ever seen in my life.
‘Carino,’ she smiled as she stepped in and air kissed Dan on each cheek. ‘I’ve been a bundle of nerves all morning.’
‘You’re not the only one,’ Dan replied flashing a reassuring smile at me. ‘Mother, as you know, this is Ellie.’
‘Hello, Mrs. Davenport,’ I smiled and held out my hand. She laughed and shoved the teddy in Dan’s arms, nearly making me laugh at the look of horror on his face, then she stepped forwards and wrapped her arms around me and squeezed tightly.
‘Please it’s Luiza, we’re family now. I’m sure it’s way too early for you to call me mother too, but one day maybe? No?’
‘Luiza it is,’ I smiled as she kissed me on each cheek, the scent of her obviously expensive perfume filling the air around me. She stepped back and I looked to see who I presumed was Dan’s dad, holding him in some masculine hug, slapping him on the back. They parted and both of them turned to look at me. Dan’s dad was nearly as handsome as he was. Jesus, this family had good genes.
‘This is Ellie. Ellie, meet my father, Daniel Davenport.’
‘This could get really confusing,’ I laughed nervously, wondering if they knew that I knew their son as Dan, and our son was called Oliver, the name they called their son.
‘Ellie, a pleasure to finally meet you. We’ve heard so much about you,’ he advised, as he held my shoulders and kissed me on each cheek.
‘Really?’ I smiled and Dan rolled his eyes as Luiza laughed.
‘He lights up when he talks about you and he has been so miserable these last few months, I was tempted to come and plead with you to give him a chance on his behalf.’
‘Mother,’ Dan muttered as he closed the door. ‘You can call my father Daniel, Ellie.’
‘Great, well I have a bottle of your favourite Champagne chilling if you’d like a drink?’ I enquired. I’d quizzed Dan and we’d gone out with Oliver shopping this morning to prepare for today. It had seemed so normal, just another family out getting the groceries and now here I was entertaining his parents.
‘That would be lovely,’ smiled Daniel.
‘I’ll do the Champagne,’ offered Dan.
‘I’ll get the canapés out then,’ I confirmed.
‘Let me help you, Ellie,’ Luiza advised, as she linked arms and walked me over to the kitchen. I’d forgotten that being Dan’s home they’d probably spent a lot of time here. We carried the platters I’d put together with smoked salmon and caviar blini’s, homemade hummus with carrot sticks and honey dipped figs wrapped in Parma ham. As we placed the items on the table I noticed her eyes drift over to the playpen in the corner, I had one on each floor.
‘He’s still taking a nap, I’m so sorry to make you wait, but he’ll be more sociable if he wakes on his own terms.’
‘I understand. My Oliver got very crabby without sleep too,’ she smiled. She picked up one of my hands and squeezed it. ‘You may have been alone up until now Ellie, but you are not alone now. Any time you need a baby sitter or someone to talk to about my pig headed son, you must pick up the phone.’
‘He can be pig headed,’ I laughed, ‘but I’ve not been alone. My best friend and her girlfriend moved in to support me for a few months, they only just moved out.’ I suddenly blinked in horror. I had no problem with Brooke’s sexuality, but what if his parents did and I’d just offended them?
‘Don’t look so worried, each to their own, I won’t judge your friend. But I don’t understand the attraction of pussy at all,’ she advised, as she screwed up her face and I burst out laughing.
‘No, me neither.’
‘Oliver said that you were feeling guilty, for keeping him in the dark?’
‘Yes,’ I confirmed as I hung my head.
‘Trust me, he wouldn’t have handled your pregnancy well, which in turn would have made you stressed and put your health at risk. You did the right thing.’
‘You really mean that?’ I whispered, as I looked back up at her with tears in my eyes. I’d expected
a lecture, not forgiveness and concern.
‘I do. He has made great progress with his shrink over the loss of Rebecca, but this happened while you were apart. I think you deciding not to see him was a wake-up call. You may not have realised this about my son, but he is used to getting his own way,’ she nodded and I laughed. ‘By rejecting him, you forced him to start waking up and smelling the pansies.’ I let out an involuntary giggle and she looked at me surprised. ‘What?’
‘I’m sorry, it’s a serious topic but your expression just tickled me.’
‘My expression?’
‘Smelling the pansies.’
‘It’s a funny expression? Am I saying this wrong?’
‘It’s actually smell the roses,’ I nodded. She smiled and then turned her head and started shouting in Spanish or Portuguese. I looked around surprised when Daniel started laughing and Dan talked back to his mother in the same language and she appeared to scold him before they both started laughing.
‘Forgive me, Ellie. My husband and son find it amusing to let me say things wrong and not correct me, it gives them great enjoyment and I just discovered that I have been saying this one wrong for years.’
‘Then we ought to spend some time together and I will help you with your English expressions if you’ll teach me your language.’
‘You want to learn Portuguese?’
‘It’s part of baby Oliver’s heritage, I think it would be nice for Dan to teach him from an early age and I can’t have them pulling the wool over my eyes as well can I?’ I smiled. She kissed me again and said something else I didn’t understand to Dan, who made his way over with a glass of Champagne for his mother, as I raised my eyebrows.
‘You’re a hit,’ he smiled as he kissed me on the forehead. ‘Though it may be better for me to teach you, she has no patience and a seriously fiery temper.’
‘Oliver Davenport! You tell the mother of your child this when I am about to meet him for the first time,’ she scolded, as everyone helped themselves to food.
‘You did a wonderful job with … I’m sorry, this must be so strange for you to hear me call him Dan.’
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