All Grown Up

by Grubor, Sadie

  "Why?" He leaned toward me again, I put my hands up. If he got too close I knew that I would cave.

  "You should already know why," I sighed. "What has come over you? Have you lost your mind?" I crossed my arms over my chest and sat back in my seat.

  "No, I’ve only just now come to my senses," he smiled at me.

  I huffed.

  "Chloe, why can’t you just…"

  "Stop!" I spit out. "Why are you doing this? Things are complicated enough as it is." I groaned out loud.

  He relaxed and sat back in his seat. "I thought that things were getting better," he mumbled.

  "Things are ‘better’, I guess. But what are you thinking kissing me?" I raised my eyebrow.

  "You kissed back," he smirked.

  "I know I did, but why, Leo…it’s not good..." He cut me off.

  "I wanted to kiss you," his eyes were soft and pleading. "I miss you, a lot."

  "Things are different now and too much has happened," I sighed.

  "That’s all in the past, Chloe. I don’t like what happened. In fact, I hate what you did." I interrupted him.

  "Exactly my point! You should hate me." I threw my arms up and brought them down on each side of my legs.

  "I said I hate what you did, not that I hate you," he growled out.

  "How can you not hate me? I hate me for what I’ve caused! I can’t forgive what I did to you and your family, and especially to Tony!" I argued.

  Quickly, he moved from the seat, putting his knees on the floor of the car with his hands on either side of my body. I leaned back at his closeness.

  "Damn it, Chloe, please let me forgive you. I don’t want to be angry all the time! Especially not with you," he was pleading again.

  "How can you forgive me for a situation that you only know partly about, Leo? I would say that you are fooling yourself into thinking that you can forgive me. You can’t possibly."

  "Then tell me," he growled.

  "What?" I was confused.

  "Tell me why…tell me why you hid the fact that we had a son. What were your reasons, Chloe?" He looked at me intently.

  I swallowed a lump that was building in my throat.

  "I…I can’t….not right now. Another time."

  He hit the seat on the left of me with his fist. I jumped.

  "NOW," he spit out at me. I bit my lip and tried to hold the tears back.

  I took a deep breath and exhaled before I started.

  "That night, in the tree house, I was home…because I caught Dom with another woman in Italy." I watched his face contort into confusion. "It had been over a week since I caught him." I took another breath. "Mina came to get me the morning after because Dom showed up at my parents." He looked like he was going to say something, but he closed his mouth and I continued.

  "We went to have coffee and talk. When I returned, Mina said you had left. I assumed that you…that…I’m not sure what I assumed. I just knew that you were gone. Then you didn’t respond to my attempt to contact you, so I let it all go. I was going to tell you that I told Dom."

  "You told him?" He furrowed his brow.

  "I told him that I had slept with someone else," I sighed. "When I tried to go into further detail, he got upset and didn’t want to hear it. I actually tried many times, but he always stopped me and didn’t want to know." I looked down into my lap where I was twisting my fingers.

  "After I found out that I was pregnant and how far along I was, I tried to tell him again. He said that if I told him who ‘he’ was then he would kill him." I felt a tear fall down my cheek. "I’m not trying to make excuses, I swear. I only want you to know what actually happened. You should hate me and I’d understand…" his lips cut me off.

  Leo’s hands were on each side of my face, his tongue swiped my bottom lip, wanting me to grant him access to my mouth. I resisted and turned my head.

  "Leo, stop," I panted out.

  "Chloe...I don’t hate you." He pressed his forehead to mine as he tried to catch his breath. "Yes, I was angry and I’m still not happy about it but, like I told you, I don’t want to be angry anymore. I want what we should’ve had from the beginning, before my fuck-ups, before your fuck-ups."

  "Leo, that’s impossible. I still feel so guilty for everything…I am so guilty for everything. I can’t let you…"

  "You aren’t letting me do anything," he argued. "I am telling you what I want. I have never been more sure about something in my life." He sighed and ran his fingers over my collarbone. I could feel each fiery nerve ending blaze at his touch.

  "I want you, I want you and Tony." He looked into my eyes, his green orbs blazing fiercely with passion and longing. "I want to have more children with you." My breathing hitched at his words and he smirked at me.

  I started to pull away from him. He had lost his mind. No one in their right mind would want that after what I had done. He grabbed my arm and held me where I was. Pressing his full body into me, he attacked my mouth.

  This time he didn’t ask permission, he simply thrust his tongue into my mouth as his hands roamed over my body and tightened on my hips. Instinctively, I grabbed his shoulders tightly and held onto him.

  He felt amazing against me and he tasted better than I had remembered. He tasted sweet and spicy at the same time. Pure Leo. His mouth moved over my jaw and down the front of my neck, slowly licking and sucking down into the low V neck of my dress.

  The car stopped abruptly and brought me out of the lust filled haze. Leo continued his ministrations between my breasts as his hand slid up over my left mound and massaged.

  "Leo, we need to stop." He ignored me. I pushed his shoulders and he pressed into me further. "Leo, Stop!"

  "Fuck, Chloe! Just let go with me…" His head was lying in my lap. I sighed and ran my hands through his hair. At my touch, his hands slid to my thighs and squeezed lightly. "Please?" He begged.

  "The car stopped."

  He looked up at me. Anger saturated his features and I tried to push back further into the seat. For the first time ever, I was scared of Leo. He yanked the door handle and shoved the door open, turning his face back to me.

  "You’re right! We are here," he growled loudly. Then he grabbed my arm and pulled me with him out of the car.

  "LEO," I screamed. I looked back at the car and saw the driver step out quickly and run toward us.

  "Sir? Excuse me, sir! I don’t think that…" Leo spun around quickly to him.

  "She is staying here tonight." He looked at me, daring me to argue with him. I bit my lip and froze in fear. Without looking back to the driver, he spat out "That will be all for this evening. Thank you."

  Leo pulled me along with him toward the elevator and pushed the number for his floor.

  "Leo, please stop." I felt the tears slide down my cheeks. "You’re scaring me, please…" he snapped around to me quickly. He wasn’t as angry looking, but he was still determined.

  Wiping my tears away, he looked into my eyes again.

  "You have nothing to be afraid of Chloe." The elevator doors opened and he grabbed my hand, pulling me to his door. As he unlocked the door, I took a step back from him.

  "Leo, I should get home. It’s late." I tried to speak calmly. He simply wrapped his arm around my waist securely and walked us through the open door, shutting it behind us. The click of the door lock made me jump.

  "Leo…." He cut me off with his lips again and I pushed away from him.

  "Chloe, please…" he was back to pleading again.

  "Leo, this needs to stop. You need to stop." He wrapped his arms around me and lifted. I gasped and then protested over and over.

  Realizing that we had entered a bedroom, I got completely nervous and felt more tears. What was he thinking?

  He laid us down on the bed and curled up beside me, his arm over my stomach and his face in my hair.

  "Leo?"

  "Shhh…please….Chloe, just lie here with me." It wasn’t long until I heard his breathing even out and I shifted out from und
er his arm.

  I stood up and took in a deep breath. Looking back at him as he laid in bed, I saw my son’s face. They slept with the same expression. I felt a tear drop down. I rushed to the door, but his hand against the door stopped me before I could open it.

  "Chloe?"

  Without turning around, I answered him. "What, Leo?"

  "I’m sorry that I scared you," he moved his hand from the door. "It wasn’t my intention."

  "I get it. You’re still angry with me…that’s why this is not…" He cut me off.

  "I am not angry with you…I mean, I am angry that you are so resistant to us," he sighed and sat on his couch. "I just don’t understand. I thought that after all this time you would still love me the way that I have always loved you."

  He looked up when I inhaled sharply at his words and my eyes widened. I saw hope flash in his eyes as he approached me.

  "You do? Don’t you?" He smiled. "You still feel it...I can see it on your face that you do!" His smiled widened and reached his eyes. "You still love me. You are still in love with me…just as I am with you. Aren’t you?"

  I bit my lip, he growled as he stared at my mouth. I dropped my purse out of my hand and this time, I attacked his mouth.

  My hands instantly went straight to his shoulders and his wrapped around my waist. As our tongues danced in each other’s mouths, his hands slid over my ass where he stopped to squeeze roughly, causing me to moan into his mouth.

  I fisted his hair as he bent down, never leaving my mouth, and grabbed the back of my thighs. He lifted me up and I instinctually wrapped my legs around his waist, my dress scrunching up to the top of my thighs.

  Leo walked us back to his room and placed me back on my feet. Standing next to his bed, his mouth moved to my ear and then to my shoulder as his hands pushed the straps of my dress off my shoulders. He took a step back from me and watched as the dress slipped down to my high heeled feet. I watched his eyes darken and he looked back to my face. My breathing was still labored.

  "Still so fucking perfect," he growled as he pulled me to him tightly, his lips going straight to the crook of my neck and shoulder. He sat onto the bed, pulling me with him. Rolling over until I was underneath him, his lips never leaving my skin, I laced my fingers in his hair, seemingly igniting his lust.

  Quicker than I could comprehend, he was between my legs, leaning on his elbow that was next to my head. His other hand wandered over my left breast, manipulating the sensitive nipple eagerly. Leo sat back between my legs and pulled me up to him as he reached around me and swiftly removed my bra.

  Pushing me back down onto the bed, his mouth closed around my hardened nipple and his tongue and teeth worked magic. That flame was still there. With every touch he placed on my body, the flame grew and spread. As I arched my back at his ministrations on my breast, I felt his fingers loop into my lace panties. He tore them from my body. I didn’t realize how much hotter he could make me until he did that.

  I ripped open his shirt and he shook it off of his body. While he pulled his t-shirt off, I made quick work of unbuckling and unfastening his pants. He stood up hastily and shoved them to the floor with his boxers.

  When he returned between my legs and I felt his bare skin against mine, I groaned at the immense pleasure from just the feel of him so close to me. The anticipation was getting to be too much. As he shifted over me, he removed his mouth from my neck and looked into my eyes. I pulled on his shoulder until he was close enough that I could thrust my tongue into his mouth.

  Pulling away gasping, with his hard length teasing my bare folds, he huskily asked me one question.

  "Are you protected?"

  At first it didn’t register, but then I knew what he was asking. I shook my head and groaned out.

  "No. Do you have…?" Before I could finish, he thrust forcefully into me. I instantly panted and moaned, "OhhhhGodddd!"

  My hands went back to his shoulders where I sunk my fingers into his skin roughly. I had forgotten how good he felt. He didn’t move for a few Moments, but I couldn’t stand it. I pressed my hips upward. He moaned loudly and began to drive in and out of me, slowly and then increasingly faster.

  In a matter of minutes, he had me screaming his name and fisting large amounts of his hair roughly. He drove into me faster, faster and I felt the hot coil in my stomach start to build with tension again. As it tightened, the flame turned into a fire. When his fingers worked my clit, the fire became a full body explosion.

  "Fffuckkk, Leo!" I screamed.

  He rolled us over, his hardness still buried inside of me, so that I was straddling him. I started to rock on his hips as his hands roamed up over my breasts. He rolled my nipples in his fingers making me rock faster. Leo sat up so that his bare chest was against my bare skin and his mouth was in perfect alignment with my breasts. With his hands tightly around my waist, he helped guide me up and down on him while sucking and nipping at my extremely sensitive nipples.

  When his hands grabbed my ass tightly, I knew that he was close. I began to work him harder and faster. He pressed his forehead to my chest and moaned loudly.

  "Chloooo…I’m….FUCK!" I felt his body shudder under me and I continued to ride out his release. He gently bit my neck and groaned as I rocked steadily on him, until he pulled me down to the bed with him, both of us falling asleep.

  Leo

  When she grew silent and bit that lip. I knew that she still felt the same way I did. I did not, however, expect her to launch her attack on me, not that I was complaining. The feel of her mouth on mine, her tongue against mine, and those legs of hers wrapped around my waist again. It was pure heaven!

  The taste of Chloe’s mouth was as perfect as it always had been and watching my fantasy of that dress sliding down her bare skin was utter bliss. I could’ve come at the sight, but holding off until she came undone under my touch a couple of times was much better.

  Watching her sleep next to me felt like I was still dreaming and I feared that I would wake from this. I reached out and placed my hand on her face. She was real. It was all real. It had happened. I wasn’t sure how she would react when she woke up in the morning but, for now, I could just watch her sleep peacefully.

  After watching her for twenty minutes, I had to drag myself away from her so that I could head to the kitchen to make coffee. While it was brewing, I decided to throw a few things together. I went to the fridge and found some English muffins and toasted them. After buttering them I looked for jelly or jam. When I saw strawberry jam, I knew there was no other flavor more perfect to lick from her lips later. I poured the coffee, threw some fruit I cut up onto a plate, and added the muffins to a tray.

  Chloe was slowly starting to stir in my bed. I stood still for a moment, absorbing the sight of her wrapped in the light blue sheet of my bed. I sighed and continued to the bed. I set the tray down on my dresser and climbed onto the bed next to her. She stirred again and rolled over, exposing one of her breasts. I groaned at the sight. Her eyes fluttered open.

  "Good morning, beautiful," I kissed her forehead.

  She stretched and then her eyes opened wide and large.

  Shit, here we go.

  She sat up and the sheet fell to her waist exposing her entire bare chest.

  Fuck, she’s trying to kill me! I may explode at the sight. As if morning wood wasn’t bad enough.

  When she realized where my eyes were, she quickly covered herself and blushed bright crimson.

  That just made me want to pile drive into her. Fuck, she is walking sex.

  "You okay?" I asked as I watched a hundred different emotions flash across her face.

  "Umm…I don’t know," she said in a small voice.

  I reached up to her and pulled her down to me, she was a little hesitant but complied with my actions.

  "Oh, crap!" she exclaimed and buried her head into my side.

  "What?" I chuckled.

  "Leo…umm…you didn’t use a condom, did you?" She asked with her head still buried i
n my side.

  "No," I answered simply.

  "Uhhgghhhh…" she rolled away and buried her head in a pillow. I furrowed my brow.

  "What?" I asked in a short tone.

  "I’m not on birth control, Leo. I told you that last night, but I don’t think that…"

  "I heard you," my answer was honest.

  "You what?" her head shot up from the pillow and her eyes were narrowed on my face.

  "I just…well…I didn’t want to stop," I shrugged.

  "You don’t have..."

  I chuckled lightly.

  "I haven’t exactly been bringing women home with me, Chloe. So, no, I don’t have condoms lying around, at least not that I am aware of."

  She groaned again and went back to burying her head in the pillow. I stood and got the breakfast tray.

  "Hungry?" I sat the tray down on the bed in front of me.

  I heard a muffled "no" and laughed.

  "Will you stop worrying? It’s not like I would care if…"

  "If what, Leo?" She was in a sitting position quickly with the sheet wrapped around her body. "If I end up pregnant? Even though, at this point, we don’t even know what we are anymore."

  I felt the tension in my shoulders.

  "I was pretty clear about what I wanted last night," I spit out.

  "Leo…" she rubbed her face with her hand as she groaned out my name.

  "What, Chloe?" I was getting frustrated with her now. "I told you that I want you, I want us…I want what we should’ve been." I knew I was getting louder, but I didn’t care.

  "Yeah, well, you also said you wanted me to have more children and then you have unprotected sex with me. Do you think if I get pregnant now that it would be a good thing?" She was shouting back now.

  "Damn it, Chloe…I wasn’t trying to get you pregnant! I was carried away in the moment with you!" I ran my hand through my hair. "Fuck! You know what I want. What do you want?"

  She grew silent and I didn’t like it.

  "I don’t know," she whispered.

  I threw the tray off the bed. I saw her jump at my action and immediately regretted it when I saw the fear that plagued her perfect face.

  "I’m sorry," I said in a hushed tone. "I just….Chloe, I want us. Please tell me that you want to try ‘us’ again. Please?" I crawled over to her and she flinched away. I almost cried that she was frightened of me. I sighed and hung my head in defeat.