by Leaona Luxx
Standing beside the bed, I smile as I begin crawling over him. Slowly, with cat-like movements, over his lap. I straddle him, pretending like I’m having an issue making it over.
He stops me, as he puts his hands on my belly, rubbing. He’s on his back now, one hand on my hip, the other on my belly.
Looking at me, as if I’m the best thing since sliced bread. The ocean swirling in those eyes seems to go on forever. Not a dark storm this time but a clear, blue forever.
A coy smile plays on his lips as I start to move, and he tightens his thighs. That’s all it takes and I am on him. Kissing him to the point he struggles for air.
“No, Hadlea, not until you know.” Malone searches my eyes for understanding.
Leaning over, my round basketball between us, I place my lips on his, sweetly kissing him before leaning back.
“You mean, I need to understand; no matter how dark the skies get, you’re my shelter from the storm. When I’m afraid, you’ll let me be, while making me safe. If I want to be strong and often stubborn, you’re okay with that.
“When I don’t need you but only want you, you’ll understand. I don’t have to be anything at any time, and you’ll still want me. When I’m crazy, you’ll love me. When I don’t even love myself, you’ll do it enough for the both of us.
“When I’m scared and ready to run, you’ll be waiting. When all else fails, our love will stand. I know. I know love because you have given it to me.” The tears collecting in his eyes undo me, as mine begin to fall unyielding.
“I know, Malone. You are not and never will be, in doubt. I’m afraid of never deserving the man you are and are yet to become. But I’m so excited to see the woman I will be because you have shown me love. You have given me love. Not because of your love alone, but you have given me a reason to love myself. Every letter, of every word, in every note you’ve written me, I have memorized. Your words encase my heart.”
Grabbing my face, Malone pulls me to his lips. Kissing me as if there will never be another second to do it.
“Because, Hadlea, I’ve never met someone who deserves a love like ours, more than you. You do have love, all around you, in abundance.
“Because of you. Because you’re stubborn, strong, and crazy. Perfect, in the way you love your children. The devotion to your parents. Your determination for life. Your intelligence. Your love of right. Your beauty.
“You deserve love, this love. Perfect with imperfections. In all of your self-loathing, you love unconditionally. You, woman, deserve this love: us, me. I’ve waited my whole life to find someone that deserved a great love. Our love, Hadlea, is a love so great, it will have stories written about it.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
One
Rolling with her, I find her lips and never let go. Hadlea is getting what we both have waited so long for: each other. Grabbing the hem of my shirt she wore, I pull it over her head and make quick work of her panties.
I sit on my knees above her, drinking her in; what man could resist. Hadlea lay on my pillow with her strawberry hair wild. Her skin creamy; she’s been staying out of the sun, which helps it remain completely flawless. Did she look like this with each of her pregnancies? My God, what man could deny this woman?
Her face is flushed with her pink cheeks framing her smile. Hadlea’s green eyes, a field of soft grass billowing in a breeze, catching the sun from the dew which gathers on each blade. Her breasts are fuller than ever before, and I’m not complaining.
There is no way this is going fast; I need her, but I need to make love to her. Each time my teeth grazes her lips, she bucks from the bed sending her tight, round belly into me. Damn, that’s fucking hot. Hadlea’s stomach is swollen with my seed. I did this. Damn, my cock is hard.
Running my hands down her, I continue to kiss my way with them. I reach her full hips. Fuck, she is sexy as hell. Hadlea has the best sway to her hips, ever. Even Hardy was dumbstruck the first time she made her way over with the best legs in a skirt that hit mid-thigh, but walking away had everyone’s attention.
Her hips were made to make a man tingle in all the right places, followed by those legs, you just beg for them to be wrapped around your waist. It’s been so long, her scent alone has my cock bobbing but damn, when I get to her pussy, she’s wet and ready.
Kissing my way down her thighs, I gently coax them apart. Her soft moan once again has my cock twitching. Placing one foot on the bed with her knee up, the other leg over my shoulder, I need to keep her comfortable.
“This good, baby?”
Hadlea whimpers her response, “Yes.”
Finally, kissing her like I need to. Hadlea’s soaking wet by the time I begin licking her from bottom to top. She is as sweet as milk and honey. Placing my middle finger inside her, I continue to lick her as she whimpers and squirms.
Always, so responsive; I love to watch her come undone like she never has for anyone else. She begins to tighten on my finger, and I place a second finger in and begin to tongue her clit. Making her buck wildly as she comes hard for me. Her orgasm runs down around my fingers. I lick it off; she’s delicious.
Kissing my way back up her body, I find her hard, tight nipples again and make myself at home. I could please this woman all night long, she’s that spectacular. Hadlea’s eyes snap open as she comes down from her orgasm, and I know the look in her eyes.
She makes an attempt to help me with my clothes, but I make quick work outta them. Throwing my pants to the floor, I turn to see Hadlea settled in and looking sexy as hell. I move over her once again as she reaches for my mouth and begins to devour me.
Our tongues meet, twisting and tangling as if they were fighting; it’s salacious. She brings her feet up to rest flat on the bed as the tip of my erection rubs against her. We both shudder with want. I know there will never be another love in my life as great as Hadlea. She is my beginning and my end.
“I’m going to go slow, don’t want to hurt you.”
The look on her face is priceless as she speaks, “Malone, please. I can’t wait a minute longer.”
I do as my woman asks, entering her slowly. The way she’s slightly swollen makes her so tight; her hormones have her highly sensitive. Hadlea is going to respond to everything right now—hell I love it.
The deeper I slide into her, the tighter she becomes, gripping me. Never pushing me out, pulling me deeper into her core, the hot center welcoming me. I’m lost with her first moan, hearing her as I stretch and fill her to the hilt. She fits me like a glove, and I have no idea if I’m going to be able to make love to her or just fucking get lost in her.
Hovering above her, our eyes lock and she smiles. That’s when I see the glistening in her eyes. Hadlea is crying.
“Am I hurting you?” I stop moving, waiting for her.
The response isn’t what I expected but always hoped for. “Thank you for loving me even when I didn’t know how to love myself. No one has ever made love to me. You’ve made love to me for weeks now. I see it in your eyes. I love you, Malone.”
Her words wash over me as the realization settles, I will never be without her. “I love you, Hadlea, forever.”
Moving slowly at first, then a little more until I pull almost all the way out and push back in until she’s full. Our rhythm is perfect as our bodies work together to become one.
Hadlea pushes up with her feet from the bed as I build a steady pace, running my hand down her thigh. I wrap one leg around my waist. I’ve missed these legs wrapped around me, damn.
My cock twitches hard, and it doesn’t go unnoticed. Hadlea grins. “Come on, baby, I need to feel these around me.”
She throws her other leg around me, digging her heels into my ass. Fuck, I go deeper than I have ever been as she squeezes my cock, pulsating with the movement of our in and out. I bend so I can capture her mouth, and our tongues collide.
Hadlea’s body vibrates as she builds a low moan. I’m losing my shit. I raise up on my knees which makes her legs give a little,
and I slip my hand between her wet thighs and begin rubbing her clit as I slide into her.
Her pussy grips me, pulling me deep into her and all I can do is tell her to come, so I can follow. “Come with me, baby.” As I give her clit the slightest pressure, she comes undone, sending me over the edge.
Eyes locking the moment I spill into her meeting her, as she releases over the head of my cock, and her body rises off the bed. Once again our mouths devour one another. Falling to my side, I pull her with me to hold her close. Hadlea sighs as I find myself falling deeper in love with her, if it’s at all possible. Lost, I trace my fingers up and down her arm.
“Malone, sweetie?”
I freeze, knowing there’s something brewing in that beautiful mind of hers. “Yes?” Opening one eye to see if she’s watching me, she’s not.
“I’m going to need you to do that again, soon. Like a little later, okay?” Is she kidding me?
“Really, baby?” My need to ask is almost as overwhelming as my need to hear her say it again.
“Yes, please. I mean, am I supposed to ask or is it like before and we can just do it?” How could anyone not love this woman?
“Baby, any time. And don’t you dare not ask. Anything, anytime, just tell me. But no, you don’t have to ask.”
Rolling my head to find her lips, I kiss her deeply. We lay there talking, just enjoying one another as the night hours dwindle away, falling irrevocably and irresistibly deeper in love with each passing minute. And yes, we do that again.
When Hadlea throws her leg over me, I have no idea what is coming next. But damn, I’m glad to have been of help. She leans down running her tongue over my lower lip as she suddenly sucks it into her mouth, biting as she went.
My cock twitches between her thighs, and she giggles. Putting my arms around her as my response comes out a gritty rasp, “Baby, I love it when you laugh but right now, you’ve got some other things going on I’m loving.”
She grins as she forces herself down a little so I can feel the heat coming from her core.
“Good, because I feel like there’s a pressing need to relieve you of something.”
The arch of her brow over her gorgeous green eye draws my attention making me melt on the spot. I grab her hips, ready to roll her over but she forces me back down. Who am I to fight?
“Oh no, babe, I’m riding this one out.”
Well, fuck me. Please. Yeah, I’m not fighting.
Lea
Kissing my way down Malone is an easy task; he really is perfect. He’s toned muscle from head to toe. His dark hair messy, not like it is now; he has ‘just fucked’ messy hair right now.
His hands are just this side of rough and callused, just enough to know he isn’t fluff. I hope our son looks just like him, especially those ocean blue eyes. Malone lay beneath me like the Adonis he is, as I linger on his chest, licking and sucking on his nipples.
The sounds emitting from him make it clear that a storm is brewing within him. Those deep blue meridian eyes, shimmer with want and need. Kissing his thighs, it’s obvious mine are wet with the desire, and as if on cue, his shaft twitches.
Taking his cock in my hand, I slide up and down his rigid length. A bead of milky desire pools at the tip, I lick it off before taking him deep in my throat. Growling his appreciation, Malone watches me with hooded eyes.
I pull back, running my tongue over his head once again. Stroking his cock while working my way up and down the length with my tongue wrapped around the girth of his rock hard shaft.
“Baby, I really can’t handle your mouth on me much longer. If you plan to ride me, you might want to get to it.”
Positioning myself above him, I hold his cock with my hand. Slowly, his thick girth pushes inside me, and I need to relax so he fits me entirely. Rocking my hips, so he slips deeper with each move.
“Damn, baby. You’re too much, so fucking beautiful. I could stay deep inside you all day, every day.”
He lays between my thighs, watching me, encouraging me, wanting me. My pace quickens as does my heart. Quivering with each descent of him deep within me.
“There you go, baby, own it. Fuck me.”
Raising his hips to meet me, stroke for stroke. Malone pulls me to him, impaling me with his tongue at the exact moment as his cock does. That’s when I see sparks in the back of my eyes, bright and intense, like lightning.
“I’m coming, Malone. Oh, God, babe, I’m coming.” He brings us both to a sitting position, filling me completely, perfectly.
His kiss is relentless as he murmurs, “I love you, Hadlea.”
I let him.
We talk for hours, minus a few bathroom runs for me, using it to turn over every hidden stone in our lives. Malone remembers everything I’ve told him; even things said months ago. He listens.
At some point we doze off, comfortable in our embrace. Happy. Malone fills the vacancy, showing methe love I never knew existed.
We spend the weekend together in bed, rarely leaving it. I should’ve known this couldn’t last, I should’ve been ready. I love Malone. I’m not sure if either of us can survive this. I’m not sure I want to.
I have lab tests at the hospital. I hate Monday’s. Walking about in my love haze, I never saw it coming. Nurse Nosy has me cornered. I didn’t notice until the elevator in the garage come to a stop.
“Well, hello, Hadlea. How’s Malone treating you?”
Although startled, I know getting this under control is in my best interest. This is getting out of hand. “Fine. We’re good. I need to get going, they’re expecting me.” I push the buttons on the panel, but she stops me by stepping in front of it.
“So, you’ve been lying? You and Malone are together? That his kid?” she asks as she nods to my stomach. Her every feature is contorted some way. Why’s this so important to her?
Lacing my words with venom. “I’ve not been lying; it just isn’t your business. It still isn’t.” Pushing past her, I hit the panel buttons. “Why are you so interested in Malone? What’s the attraction here?” I stand unshakable; she’s beginning to piss me off. Her features finally adjust.
“All you need to worry about is your little family. Although I’m sure being a Woods, he’ll leave you high and dry.” A chill runs down my spine as she hits a nerve and she knows it. “Oh, why so worried? That smart ass mouth gone dry.”
Letting go of the breath I’m holding, I step closer to her. “You have no fucking idea about me or my family. As for Malone, you need to step away from this whole situation and never mention him again.” The door opens, and I hurry to my car.
The closer I get, I’m overcome with a sick feeling in my stomach. The tires are flat, and there’s paint all over my car. It’s been keyed to the metal with vulgar words scrolled on it. Tears brimming my eyes, I dial Malone.
“Hey, baby, finished already?” I try to speak, but all that comes out is a sob. “What is it, Hadlea? Where are you? I’m going to my truck now. Hardy. Hardy. Get in the fucking truck. Hadlea? You still at the hospital baby? Hadlea, I need you to speak, I’m going fucking insane here, baby.”
I scream as someone grabs my shoulder.
“Hadlea. Fuck,” Malone is yelling through the phone.
“Malone? I’m all right. Someone’s with me, I’m safe for now.” Trying to bring my wavering voice under control while wiping away tears. An older couple stands by me. Malone sounds desperate.
“Where are you, baby?”
The older lady gives me a tissue, as the gentleman calls the police. “Hospital parking garage. Fifth floor. There’s a couple here now, and he’s calling the police.” All I can hear are tires screeching and horns blowing. “Malone, slow down. I’m all right, just shaken up. I don’t need you in the ER.”
As I say it, my lower back pinches and pain shoots around my side. Grabbing my belly, I sit down where I am.
“Baby, can you tell me what happened? Are you hurt?”
Pacing my breathing to try to ease my pain, my answer comes out
breathy. “It’s my car. I’m not hurt, but One, I’m not feeling well.”
The minute he hears me call him One, he knew I was pushing things away from me to try to stay calm. He growls but his voice is calm. “I understand, baby. Can you go back to the hospital?”
The pain is starting to radiate around from my back. “I don’t think so, One. I’m sitting on the garage floor.”
Hearing the panic in his voice just about finishes me. “Hardy, put my phone on speaker and find Dr. Michaels’s number. Tell them Hadlea’s in distress. Baby, can you get on the elevator? I’m still about fifteen minutes away.”
I roll my hip so I can lay on my side.
“Malone? I’m hurting. I’m really scared.” A sob escapes as I speak the last part. I just need him.
“Baby, I’m almost there. Hardy, call 911. Hadlea, listen to me.” The older couple stands by me as I try to regulate my breathing. Malone just wants answers. “Woman, fucking answer me.” Malone’s scared now.
“Yes?”
He blows out a small breath before speaking, “I’m sending someone to you. I’ll be right there, Hardy will take care of your car, all right?”
I hear the cry of a siren as I begin to cry in earnest. “Yes.”
“I love you, Hadlea. I’m almost there. I’m sorry, baby, I’m so sorry.” Malone’s voice cracks.
As the paramedics reach me, I sit up. I see blood on the tops of legs. “Malone, I’m bleeding.” I lose my shit, as Malone’s heart breaks.
“Oh God, baby. It’s gonna be okay. Hadlea, you’re going to be all right.”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
One
Once again, Hadlea needs me and I’m nowhere around. Fuck. Running every light between her and me, I come to a screeching halt in the hospital parking lot. Jumping from my idling truck, I leave it for Hardy to take to the garage. I stop long enough to ask where she is. As I enter her room, I’m on the phone with Hardy.
“It’s a total loss man. They even poured sugar in her tank, no idea what else. Lea doesn’t need back in this thing; I’m having them take it to Ed’s.” Taking a deep breath when I see she isn’t in her room, I look for someone to tell me something as Hardy asks, “She all right man? The bleeding bad?”
