Surviving For Tomorrow (Demented MC: Quitman Chapter Book 1)

by Vera Quinn

  It’s not like Gracie runs around in overly provocative clothes. Her sleep shorts are short and when she grinds that sexy ass of hers into me while she is asleep it is almost too much. I had to actually get out of bed last night to get myself under control. I go to our room and get some boxers out and decide to get a shower while Gracie is still in the shower. I guess it is time to take care of this hard on myself so I might get a little sleep tonight.

  I turn the water on to get it warm and take my clothes off. I pull the curtain back and get in, and I can’t help my hand going to my cock. I stroke my hand from the tip all the way down the shaft. Damn, that feels good. I think about Gracie bending over in those tiny shorts. Stroking myself slow, then faster. I rub my hand over the head of my cock and get the pre-cum that is already coming out of the tip. I work it over the head and to the sensitive vein right under the head. Oh shit, that feels good.

  “Shit!” Gracie is standing there with the shower curtain in her hand staring at my cock. I can’t help stroking myself some more. Her eyes are taking it all in. “You see something you like, babe?” She never says a word. She pulls her tank top off in one pull and goes down on her knees. When her lips touch my cock, I almost go off. “Babe, I am too excited for that. I have wanted you for so long, and I am at my limit.”

  “Let me help you.” She takes hold of my cock, and her hands are so soft. I take hold of her hand to show her how to grip me. She is hesitant I can see it, but she does as I show her and it almost makes my knees buckle. She bends back down and runs her tongue along the underside of my cock, and I want to grab her hair, but I don’t.

  “Are you sure about this, Gracie? I can wait. I’m not pressuring you. I will handle it myself.” She takes me in her mouth. Just the tip at first and then she goes down farther. Damn.

  “I’m your wife Brody, and I want to please my man.” That is all I need to hear.

  “Babe, I don’t trust myself I want you so much. I’m not coming down your throat before I feel your pussy wrapped around me. Turn around and put your hands on the wall.”

  I run my hands over her wet pajamas shorts. I slide them down her legs and help her step out of them. I slide my hand over her slit, and she is already wet. Thank God. But I want to make sure she is ready. I go down in behind her and turn her around. I spread her legs and look at her pussy. She has a very neatly trimmed patch of hair, so I spread her lips apart and run my tongue over her clit. I suck it into my mouth and swirl my tongue over it.

  I put one finger inside of her tight pussy, and she sucks in her breath. My cock is aching. I bury my face in her pussy and eat like a starved man. I am a starved man. I enter a second finger into her pussy, and I reach for her nipple and massage it between my fingers. I feel her walls begin to contract and I flatten my tongue and press against her clit. It sends her over the edge.

  I turn her back around and put my hand on her clit and rub out her orgasm. I line my cock up with her slit and push my cock into her slowly. Inch by inch. I still feel the last of her orgasm, and when she has me all the way inside and is used to my size, I start a rhythm. “Put your hands on the wall babe and widen your legs.: She does exactly as I say and I pick up the pace. I slide in slowly and then pull all the way out to the very tip and then slide back in. I reach around and start to massage her clit, and she is pushing back into me. I hold onto her hip with my other hand.

  “, oh damn. I’m going to come again. More. I need more.” Gracie yells out. Her sweet voice almost undoes me. My woman needs more.

  “Babe, rub your clit for me.” She takes her hand and puts it between her legs. I look down, and I see her hand moving. I can’t see it, but I know what she is doing. I put my other hand on the wall and brace us, as I set a fast pace. Sliding almost out and then slamming back in. I am close. I feel it working up my spine. I know it is not going to be long. “Babe, you need to get there. I can’t hold back much longer. Damn you are so tight.” I give her all I have, and I feel it.

  “Oh shit Brody. Damn, I’m coming.” I feel Gracie’s legs give out and I catch her as I erupt inside her so damn good. I pull out and push in, and I pull Gracie to me. Damn, I love this woman. “I love you, Gracie. Damn. That was perfect.”

  “I love you, Brody.” I pull her to me. I don’t know if it is the heat of the moment but damn it feels good.

  “Thank you, Gracie. I needed to hear that, and I understand if it is the heat of the moment. It just feels so damn good to hear it.” Gracie takes my chin in her hand and makes me look at her.

  “I love you, Brody. I promise you I will make you the best wife. I’ll never leave you, and I will never let you down if I have a choice.” I see in Gracie’s eyes she means it.

  “I promise you I will always love and protect both you and Shelby.” I want to say if she is pregnant I will love the baby too, but I don’t want to ruin the moment. “Now let’s get this shower finished so I can take my wife to bed and make love to her all night.”

  “That sound great.” I wash and clean her, and she does me the same way. By the time we are done, I am hard and ready again. I know this is going to be the best night of my life. Building a family and a new life.

  Chapter 21

  Gracie

  Last night making love with Brody was the best of my life. I am sore from all the love making last night but every time I move I have sweet memories. Brody was energized this morning and went for a run. I just made breakfast and Shelby is busy eating her oatmeal. I am almost scared of what might happen I am so happy. I have not ever known such happiness.

  I’m thinking about the difference in my life from just a week ago when the phone rings. I look at it, and it is Dr. Reynolds’ office. I had almost made myself forget. I know I need to take it, so I swipe the screen.

  “Hello,” I answer. “Yes, this is Gracie, Gina. Oh, ok. Thank you.” Well, the wait is over. I know now. My mind is deep in thought, and I hear the back door open.

  “Who are you talking to, babe?” Brody asks. I just realize I still have my phone in my hand up to my ear. I swipe it off and put it down. I look at Brody, and I know I need to tell him.

  “Dr. Reynolds office called. I’m pregnant.” Brody never skips a beat. He has me in his arms and is holding me.

  “It’s okay, babe. We knew there was a chance. We will do this together, but you need, to call Rebel and let him know. Probably Jilly too. I’m surprised she’s not here yet.” I’m shell shocked, but I know Brody is right. I send off a text to Jilly and then one to Rebel.

  “Are you sure Brody? Do you want to do this? If you don’t think you can, please walk away now. I love you, but I don’t want to destroy us. I’d rather it to happen now.” I know I am a whining idiot, but I can’t help myself.

  “Not getting rid of me, babe.” I hear a knock at the door, and Brody opens it to Jilly and Ms. Audie.

  “Ms. Audie was drinking coffee with me when I got the message. It’ll be okay. We got you, babe. Did you text Antonio?” Jilly asks. Brody and I both look at her. She usually calls him Rebel. She just shrugs her shoulders. “Let’s go tell Aunt Gladys, so she doesn’t feel left out.” I look at Brody for his input. He nods his head yes. I go to get Shelby out.

  “Let her finish eating. When we are both finished, we will join everyone.” Brody says. Makes sense.

  “Okay. See you in a few.” I give Shelby a kiss and then give Brody a kiss. He surprises me by popping me on my backside. I jump, and everyone laughs. Jilly, Ms. Audie, and I walk out to the street, and I can hear a motorcycle getting closer. I think it is Rebel. We are crossing the road and I am watching to see if it is Rebel and Jilly is talking away. It seems like everything goes in slow motion. One minute Jilly and Audie are talking and the next the motorcycle is bearing down on us. Jilly pushes me out of the way. I fall but not before I see the motorcycle hit Jilly and throw her in the air. She goes flying like a rag doll. I don’t know where Audie is, but the motorcycle drives away. I get on my feet and make it to Jilly. I hear yelling and realize
Audie is yelling for help and before I know it Brody is there with Shelby on his hip. Gladys takes the baby and Charlie has the phone calling someone. Then I see Rebel coming down the road, and he is there trying to help Jilly. She is bleeding. I hear sirens in the distance. Brody is trying to talk to me, but I can’t hear him, or it just isn’t registering. The ambulance is there, and they are putting Jilly on a stretcher, and then they have her in the ambulance. What happened? Why?

  “Babe, let EMT check you out. They need to make sure the baby is okay.” That gets my attention. Brody is beside me trying to get me to let the EMT examine me. The first ambulance is gone with Jilly. Rebel is beside me now.

  “Did you say she is pregnant?” Brody nods his head.

  “I sent you a text.” Is all I can say.

  “I got it. I was just making sure. Gracie, let them check you and then we can all check on Jilly.” That’s exactly what I do. I need to get to my friend. I must get to her. She has to know she will be Surviving for Tomorrow.

  The End for now…

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