Cherry Grove (The Cove Series Book 1)

by Leaona Luxx

“Ouch.” My ass is throbbing when he brings me in for my kiss, asshole. Frowning as I back up, Malone chuckles.

  “You deserved that, but I also love doing it.” I flip him a parting response, as I waddle out to find some clothes. His laughter stops cold.

  After slipping on a sundress and panties, I make my way back to the kitchen with a tee shirt for him. As I set the table, he plates the food and serves us. He leans in, pausing with a smirk, and I stretch to meet his lips.

  “Don’t do that shit, you make me think I hurt you. Did I hurt you?”

  Oh no, I should’ve realized. “No. I’m sorry.” Our lips meet once more.

  “It’s all good. I was about to hit my knees again and beg forgiveness.”

  His eyes go wide when I grin, he knows what’s coming. “Well, it did hurt a little.” Howling with laughter, Malone makes his response worth it.

  “Work it, girl. But one day, you’ll not be carrying those babies and I’ll turn you over me knee for real. I’ll be on dat ass.”

  Well now, hello. That’s a zinger to my libido. Pregnancy hormones and Malone to work that shit out, please and thank you.

  “Don’t let my being pregnant stop you, babe. My raging hormones can handle anything you give us.”

  His fork hits his plate as he growls deep in his throat. “Woman, is that an invitation?”

  Standing, I walk to the door, pulling my sundress over my head. “I can think of nothing that would please me more than you on my ass.” I drop the dress.

  CHAPTER NINETEEN

  One

  Hadlea has my cock dancing as I stalk toward her. I don’t even stop; I scoop her up on the way. She does a double take when I walk opposite of the bedrooms.

  “Where we going?” Hadlea asks as she runs her finger around my tightening nipple. Fuck my cock is throbbing. “You ask and you shall receive.” Stealing her lips as we round the corner.

  “The laundry room? Really?” Hadlea cocks her eyebrow at me. I burn with want.

  “Fuck, yes.” It’s all I’ve got, people.

  I sit her on the washer and turn to my high-tops, removing the laces. Her eyes are burning with need. Yeah, my woman needs me.

  I knew yesterday when I met her after her walk on the beach something was brewing, and I’m about to find out what. Hadlea’s going to learn once and for all, not to hide from me.

  “Put your hands together in front of you. Now, Hadlea.” Her lips part as she inhales deeply, making her breast sway. I know she’s already wet.

  Taking the string, I wrap her thumbs, then around her wrists, pulling tight enough she knows it’s there but not hurting her. Hadlea’s nostrils flare as I pull the other string out. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. Keeping focused, I give her orders.

  “Up and turn.” Helping her to her feet. “Now. Do as you’re fucking told.”

  She giggles, and I can’t help but smile. My woman is one fucking hot number, and I’m about to wear her out. Pulling the laces through and around the other, I pull her arms up to the cabinet above her. I tie her off, and she squirms. So I growl my words in her ear. “Stand. Fucking. Still. Do you understand?” Hadlea whimpers, my shorts are tented to the point that I’m about to bust my seams.

  “Yes,” she says quietly.

  Pressing my rock-hard shaft into her ass as I drop my voice lower, this should do it. “Not good enough, woman.”

  Shuddering her response, she purrs her words, “Yes, sir.”

  My balls are so tight; I might explode if she says it again.

  “What the fuck, Hadlea? You trying to make me unload on your ass?”

  Purring once again, she drives me wild with her next answer, “If it’s my ass you want, sir.”

  Fuck me, my cock is wet. “I’ll have that ass; you better know it, woman. But right now, we have other business. Open those creamy thighs, baby, wide.”

  As her stride widens, her arms pull long and tight. Damn, Hadlea is fucking hotter than hell. The way she looks, all tied up. I decide I’ll build an addition here because fucking hell, Hadlea needs to be tied up more.

  Reaching around, I rub my hand over her perfect belly, down to the inside of her panties. Soaked, just as I thought. Taking a tour of her wet pussy, she whimpers again as I find her clit to rub in a slow circle.

  “You like it, don’t you baby?”

  “Yes, sir,” she hums her answer.

  Damn, if she doesn’t make my cock dance. Pinching her clit between my fingers, Hadlea moans. She is wound tight. Quickly removing my fingers, I make way for the rest of me, ripping her panties as I tear them away.

  “Turn slightly to your left, baby, and lean over the machine.”

  Her body starts vibrating immediately. She’s purring. Placing myself between her legs, my feet are planted to keep her open, and I tell her what’s about to happen.

  “Hadlea?” Her body hums, so ready for me. “I know your walk yesterday wasn’t just a walk. The look on your face told me so; your frown bringing those gorgeous greens together told me so.” Running my hands down her sides, over her full hips to her thighs.

  She moans as I make my descent, gasping as I come around to grab her perfect ass. I snake one arm around her middle to brace her, placing myself with one leg between hers. Rub, grip, and release; I manhandle her fine ass. Damn, this thing could bring me to my knees.

  “So, here we are, woman. You going to tell me why your beautiful face was all curled up or are we going to revisit the fact you’re not to keep things from me?”

  She freezes and her body coils with tension. This isn’t going to come easy. The knowledge has my cock twitching and eager.

  “Nothing to say, Hadlea?” Stopping at the junction of her hip and ass, my hand grows rigid.

  She’s going to make me show her. Striking her with one solid swat, making her ass turn pink immediately.

  Hadlea’s tension coils and recoils in waves; she needs the release. I rub her ass, soothing the pink spot my hand has left.

  “Again, Hadlea, are you going to tell me what’s going on. We will not allow these things to come between us.”

  My hand lands on her other cheek. Fast, stinging my palm, and reddening her gorgeous plump cheek. Her breath catches, and she jumps when I connect with it.

  “It’s nothing.”

  I kiss her roughly. Making her inhale hard, as her lips redden to match her ass. “Woman, why do you insist on keeping shit from me? I know you too well.”

  Landing another hard, solid smack on her ass, I take her mouth, fucking her with my tongue to mimic the way I’m going to take her pussy.

  “I. I. I don’t know. I just. I know I can’t, I don’t want to. I was going to, but then…”

  Smacking her ass one more time leaves my hand stinging. Hadlea lets out a cry as I move my hand up through her wet lips, slipping in my middle finger.

  “You are fucking wet as hell, woman. You need fucked into submission?”

  She whimpers as I stroke her wet cunt, and I add a second finger. Hadlea practically purrs with want. Her nipples pebble as she becomes so wet, it seeps onto her thighs as I continue to move in her. Pulling out, I scissor her clit making her buck against me.

  “Hadlea. You have to be still; we can’t risk hurting you. Do you understand?”

  “Yes, sir.” She chances a look in my direction. I suck her from my fingers. Her eyes burn with desire; I know she’s getting agitated.

  “Are you going to keep teasing me or fuck me?” Her ass gets another solid smack, making her cheeks red, all of them.

  “Don’t push me, woman, I want answers. Your smart mouth is about to get you in trouble. Or do you want to be left in this state because, baby, I can walk away.” It will fucking kill me, but I will.

  “No. Besides, you wouldn’t dare.” Whipping her head around, pinning me with her eyes.

  My hand finds her cheek as it delivers a smack that leaves me shaking my hand. Hadlea rises to her tiptoes as she shudders.

  Whispering in her ear, I reply, “While you
’re busy working out how to sit the rest of the day, I’ll work out my wood. You will tell me, woman; you know I can wait.”

  Landing another stinging swat which leaves us both in knots, I begin to release her hands. I massage her arms then throw the strings down when I exit the room.

  Fuck marrying a woman who can’t even open up to me.

  I stand in the shower, letting the water wash over me and my hard on, trying to figure out how to make this woman talk to me.

  She is so damned frustrating. I’m glad she’s pregnant because if not, I would’ve left her tied up until she caved.

  My dick is rock hard. I need her, to be sunk so deep, I can feel her heartbeat. But, she couldn’t do it. Couldn’t talk to me, what the fuck?

  Dragging a towel over my body, I walk to the closet to find clothes. Not many here, I stand, shaking my head. Grabbing whatever my hand lands on, I slip them on. Walking through the living room, Hadlea stands looking out of the back door.

  “I’m going back to my condo. I’ll be back in a little while, will you be here?”

  She turns, and my heart breaks in a million pieces. Hadlea stands in front of me, shattered, and I’m responsible. I hold her in my arms, trying to calm her as best I can but her tears come faster.

  “I’m sorry. I should’ve been more considerate. I’m so sorry,” saying as I try to eradicate every tear running down her face.

  Bringing her with me to the couch, I sit her on my lap. Hadlea snubs as she once again releases a torrid of words.

  “No, stop. It’s me, it’s my fault. I need to talk, to open up. I’m sorry, Malone. I know better; the last time almost ruined us. I’ve meant to tell you but you surprised me yesterday. It’s time, all of it needs to come out. I need to let you in, let you own me the way I know you do. You deserve to know you have my heart and soul. All of me.

  “I had a dream I lost you. I couldn’t sleep, so I went for a walk. The only thing that kept coming to mind was the emptiness I felt after the dream. I’m nothing without you. My world would not exist without you. I can’t make it without you. You’ve taught me love and I want, need, to show you I can love you. Love you the way you deserve to be loved and allow you to love me the way I deserve to be.”

  Awed, I gawk at her forwardness. Hadlea has cut herself deep, open for me to see her— all of her. Her self-loathing, doubt, imperfection, scars, love, repentance, and her fears.

  I love this woman. She’s telling me all of this is because of me, my love. Our love. Hadlea’s come full circle and is allowing me in, forever.

  “I love you. Nothing or no one will break our bond. I know you love me but I now know you’ve changed because of our love. We deserve this life, Hadlea, our love. We deserve our future.”

  Kissing her, I leave no room for emptiness. Hadlea moves to straddle me as I take her sundress off, and she removes my shirt. Finding her nipples, I take it in my mouth to suck. Hadlea pushes me back, her mouth on my nipple.

  I lean back to get a sight advantage, taking hers with my fingers, twisting and rubbing. As she continues to lick, she snakes her hand down the front of my shorts and grabs my cock with a firm hand; she strokes it. Grabbing her hips in my hands, I stand up, turning with her to the couch.

  “Get these off,” growling as I pull her panties down, kneeling as they go.

  I run my hands up on the inside of her legs, spreading them wide. Her pussy is in my face, wet and waiting for me. Now at her center, I slide my hands around her thighs to her ass, still slightly pink from earlier.

  Cupping her ass, I pull her to the edge, putting her legs over my shoulders. The first lick is long and hard as I try to regain my control. Moving my hands to open her legs wide for my mouth but before I take her again, I warn her of what’s coming.

  “I’m going to ruin you. This is going to be fast and hard; let me know if you need me to slow down.” Before I can go on, she raises off the couch and has her hands in my hair, shoving me down to her pussy. I devour her, fucking her with my tongue. Licking her juices, I place two fingers in her.

  She’s so primed from earlier, I know she won’t last long. Hadlea twists the fabric in her hands as my fingers enter her and my tongue finds her clit. She’s going to fucking melt down as I work her cunt inside and out.

  With every stroke of my fingers, I lick her cream as I pull it from her. Swirling the tip of my tongue over her swollen box. When I feel her walls clenching around my fingers, I suck her pulsing clit into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue as I add a third finger, touching her sweet spot deep within her.

  It pushes her over the edge, and Hadlea’s orgasm makes her fist the couch as she screams a torrent of words in her release. Before she has a chance to come back down, I have her on her knees with that fine ass in the air.

  “Lean on the back, baby, and hold the fuck on. Tell me if I get too rough.” Her ass in my hands, and I watch as I slide in deep, throbbing into her slick pussy.

  My need for this woman goes beyond understanding. But right now, all I want to do is hear my name on her lips and have my cock so far inside her that she holds it deep.

  Fucking her until we both explode, so I can watch my come run down the inside of her thighs, marking her as mine. Being balls deep in her core makes my cock jerk and tingle before I can even begin to move.

  “This isn’t gonna take long. I need to own you, now.”

  Hadlea leans back slightly, turning her head, so her lips are inches from mine. Her eyes lock on mine as I take her mouth, my hand on her jaw pulling her closer. Hadlea’s emerald green eyes dance as I release her mouth.

  “You’ve owned me from minute one, Malone.”

  My hand finds her breast as I begin to pump in time with my beating heart. She’s slick with her orgasm as we move with our racing pulse. Hadlea pants with the sound of our bodies meeting, making her quiver, as her core pulls me deeper.

  The only sounds in the house belong to us as our bodies meet. Grunting my words as I’m about to erupt. “Hadlea, I need you to come with me.”

  Her only sound a moan, I wrap her hair in my hand, pull her back, exposing her neck. I can’t resist the chance to mark her on the outside as well. I sink my teeth in and with a flick of my tongue, Hadlea is coming.

  She reaches for something to grasp as she finds my ass with one hand. I fill her, exploding inside her, spilling out around us. The guttural sounds from each of us keep her clenching around me while I pulse in exchange.

  I cradle her to my body as we hit the floor. Instinctively, my hands find her belly. It becomes clear; our children are happiest when we get along. Hadlea is being kicked from two sides, and I’m in awe.

  “Wow, they’re feeling lively. Are you two doing summersaults?” Her hand joins mine, and she smiles.

  “Can you believe them; they are so happy.”

  I lay there, tears spring to my eyes. “No baby, I’m in awe of you and them. Thank you.” Kissing her head, she snuggles closer.

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  Lea

  I’m staying home today. The weekend was a rollercoaster of emotions, I’m tired. I need to go grocery shopping but finally work up the courage to ask Malone.

  When I told him I was tired and didn’t want to leave the house today, he almost stayed home but I convinced him we needed basic staples. He didn’t hesitate to agree to shop for us, still smiling as he left.

  Watching him leave, I think of his proposal. My hand circles my growing stomach, to calm our rumbling children. I realize he never gave me a ring. I’m sure he’s going to, he planned everything else.

  The nuclear meltdown we shared was distracting at its best. Malone knew the minute he saw me that I was keeping something from him. He knew me so well; I knew it was past time to let him in. Malone beat me to the punch.

  I know some might think, tying your expectant girlfriend up and spanking her is unusual but I think, to each their own. What we work out and how we do it, is between us.

  Besides, it was so fucking hot. He handled
me. Until then I didn’t realize I like being handled. Not bossed or punished but take control and call me on my shit, handled. I don’t let Malone get by with doing everything on his own. I make him let me help. Shit goes both ways, besides, the sex was the best in my life. Damn. He can handle me any day.

  Relaxing with a good book, my phone vibrates with a notification. Malone, asking how I’m feeling. By the time we finish, I’m smiling like a fool in love.

  I go to make a bathroom run but don’t get through the door when my phone vibrates again. A goofy smile on my face, I pick it up to see what he’s sent.

  It isn’t him, it’s Delaney, wanting to have lunch. I explain I’m tired but still feel guilty a few minutes later as she drones on about it. I ask her to come over for lunch, and she jumps at the chance. Ending the conversation, I finally make it to the bathroom.

  Delaney and I enjoy lunch and small talk on the patio. Malone sends another text checking on me. I beam, I’m sure, as we exchange easy banter.

  “Is it lover boy? Or do you have a new love interest?”

  I’m stunned as I look at Delaney. “Why would you say that? Why would you even think it?” I retort. “We are perfectly happy. He even proposed this weekend.” Announcing the good news before even our family knew.

  “How wonderful. Congratulations. Let’s see the ring.” She reaches for my hand, but I pull away.

  “I haven’t gotten my ring yet. We’re going later to get it.” I stand to clear the table.

  The sound of her tsk tsk, reverberates through me, I’m getting angry. As her words come, it makes me think. I know I’m angry but at who?

  “Lea. Have you not learned anything? That’s what they do. They feed on your insecurities.”

  I round on her, fuming, “What? He will get me a damn ring.”

  Delaney sits silently for a minute before answering. “I’m just saying, wait, see if he gets it before you bring it up. If he does, I’m wrong. If he doesn’t, well…” Delaney trails off.

  I’m furious. Livid with Delaney. At myself, for actually considering her words. I mean, she might be right.

  Later in the evening, I ask Malone when we plan to tell the family, and he brushes it off. I try to keep from letting it bother me, but it does anyway.