Moments Of Beauty

by J B Heller

  El breaks the silence, “So, you’re going to have a baby sister, huh?”

  I release a deep breath, “I know, weird, right?”

  She smiles, and my heart catches on a beat, “What are you going to do?”

  Brushing a strand of hair off her face, and tucking it behind her ear I tell her, “I’m going to hang around. I don’t know if I want anything to do with my old man yet, but I kinda like the idea of a little sister. And Vivian seems nice, don’t you think?”

  El’s nibbling on her bottom lip in an uncharacteristic show of venerability, “Is that the only reason you’re staying?” she asks.

  With my hand still by her ear, I slide it along her jaw and tilt her face up to mine, “Do you honestly think that’s the only reason I’m staying? Haven’t I made myself clear?” I ask, but before she and answer I spell it out for her, “So there’s no more doubt I’m going to lay it out for you.”

  She swallows and nods waiting for my words, “I had already decided I was staying long before I found out about my new sister. I want to be with you, day in, day out. And I will do whatever I need to in order for that to happen. You’re it El, you’re my one and only. You always have been. I’m not going anywhere without you, ever again.”

  Tears pool in the corner of her hazel eyes, “I love you,” she whispers as her body rolls even closer to mine, “You’re my one and only too. It’s always been you. From that very first day, I knew, it would only ever be you.”

  I have never felt this content in my entire life.

  And it’s all because of her.

  I moved into El’s suite yesterday, and asked Bee to have my stuff at our place put in storage until I’ve figured out something more permanent. She agreed to get it done, but I didn’t miss the smugness in her voice when she did it. I just know she was aching to rub a big fat I told you so, in my face.

  I’m sitting in the restaurant going through apartment and housing listings on my laptop when the chair across from me is pulled out, and Victor sits down.

  “Good morning Victor,” I greet him.

  He’s smiling at me as he reaches over and turn my screen towards him so he can see what I’m doing, “Looking to stay in the area Mr. Hadley?” he says with a smirk on his face that makes him look ten years younger.

  I grin, “I might be,” I hedge as I turn the screen back my way then close the lid and pick up my coffee taking a sip.

  “I suspected as much might happen before I left,” he says then orders his own coffee from a passing waitress.

  I mock frown, “What would give you that impression? Would have anything to do with you setting El and I up to work together moments before you left, would it?”

  He simply shrugs, “I take a special interest in the happiness of my grandchildren. And Eliza hadn’t been happy for a long time. The moment the curtain dropped revealing that photograph of her, I knew why.”

  “You knew it was a picture of her and didn’t say anything?” I asked.

  “I told you I wanted that piece to be featured in the lobby, I thought that was enough.” The waitress delivers his coffee and he lifts it to his nose and takes a deep inhale, then sighs with satisfaction.

  “I see El got her caffeine addiction,” he glares at my word choice, so I correct myself, “I mean caffeine appreciation, from you.”

  “Among other things,” Victor says, “Now, back to the topic at hand, you’re staying?”

  I nod, “Yes sir. If this is where El is, it’s where I’ll be.”

  Nodding slowly, he says, “Good answer son, good answer.”

  We spend the next half hour discussing which suburbs would be the best to look into when Victor’s phone starts to ring, he slides it out of his breast pocket, glances at the screen then to me, “If you’ll excuse me, I have to take this. I’ll see you around, Mr. Hadley.”

  I offer him my hand, “Please, it’s Hux.”

  He tips his chin, “Huxley,” he says as he starts to walk away, answering his phone as he goes.

  I like that guy more now than I did when he offered me a prime oportunity in his hotel.

  Finishing my coffee, I slide my laptop back into its satchel and walk out of the restaurant, and right into none other than my biggest fan. Sense the sarcasm there?

  “Sorry,” I go to say when Ben turn to face me.

  He’s glaring at me, and I have to remind myself I deserve it, so I bite my tongue and play nice, “Hi, Ben. How ya goin’?”

  Lifting a brow, he says, “I was having a good morning until about three seconds ago.”

  I nod, not wanting to get into a confrontation with the guy, “Right, well, sorry about that. I’ll be on my way.”

  His bear like hand shoots out, latching onto my bicep as I go to pass him, “I meant what I said the other week Huxley. You hurt her again and I will track you down and make you wish you were never born.”

  This again? Removing his hand from my arm I look up into his thunderous face, “Look mate, I get it, you’ll wear my guts for garters and all that. But I’m not going anywhere, I love your sister. I always have. Leaving her was the hardest thing I have ever done, and it’s been my biggest regret all these years. I’m not going anywhere this time, unless she tells me to.”

  His eyes roam my face, assessing me and my words, “Alright then,” he says.

  I frown, “That’s it?”

  He nods, “Yep.”

  “You sure?” I push, “Don’t want to throw in another threat for good measure?”

  Ben shakes his head, “I’m pretty sure you’re aware of the consequences of fucking this up. So, we’re good, for now.”

  The smile on his face creeps me out, so I don’t argue, “Okay, well good seeing you buddy. I gotta go.” I speed walk away from him glancing over my shoulder to make sure he isn’t following me so he can corner me in the elevator and smash my pretty face, like El mentioned him wanting to do a few weeks back.

  When I return to our suite I start a search for availabilities in the suburbs Victor and I talked about. About an hour later El walks in with a smile on her face, “Hey lover,” she says as she drops down on the couch beside me.

  I grin, “Hey yourself, what are you doing back? Thought you had a full day?”

  She bounces on the couch beside me and the energy she’s giving off has me putting my laptop on the coffee table so I can give her my full attention, “What’s up princess?”

  “Okay, so I know you’re not a fan of my crazy hours and in all honestly I don’t really have to take on so much anymore. So, today I did some delegating,” she says excitedly.

  “I’m not exactly sure what that means? But I’m guessing it’s a good thing from the look on your face,” I tell her.

  She rolls her eyes at me, “Yes, it’s a very good thing. Well, unless you’ve changed your mind and you’re okay with my hours now?”

  I scoff, “Not fucking likely.”

  The smile that fills her face takes my breath away, it’s my smile. She launches herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck, “It means I’ll be working normal office hours from now on.”

  And now I’m as happy as she is, “Thank fuck,” I mutter before dropping my head and taking her full lips with mine.

  El’s body melds to mine as pushes me back until I’m lying flat on the couch with her hovering above me, “I love you Huxley Haynes.”

  “I love you too.”

  “Yeah, Bee, I’ll give her your love. Talk to you next week,” I say into the receiver and hang up as I watch El and Chance picking daisies out of our garden to take home for Vivian.

  Chance comes for sleepovers every other weekend to give Harry and Vivian a break, and to give us time with her. She’s the most adorable thing I have ever seen, besides my fiancé. That’s right, I got a ring on that girl’s finger the minute she let me.

  Just then Chance looks up and sees me standing in the window watching, then and waves her little hand for me to come join them. On my way to the back door, I pick up my camer
a then snap a couple of shots before they realise I’m there.

  “How are my ladies?” I say, scooping Chance up into my arms, “Did you pick some nice flowers for Mumma?”

  Chance smiles down at me, and nods, “Pitty fowers, Husy.” I tickle her, making her squeal and squirm, “Dop it. Dop!” she giggles.

  And I love that sound. I love my baby sister more than I can say. And her mother too. Vivian has the most beautiful heart, and she’s taken me on as an adoptive son. Things are still strained with my father, but we’re getting there, for Chance’s sake. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for that little girl.

  El is looking at me with a strange look on her face, one I don’t recognise, and I know all of her looks. “What’s up, Princess?”

  She fiddles with the daisies in her hand, rearranging them before answering me, “I think I want one.”

  I frown, “One what?”

  “A baby,” she says shyly.

  I look at Chance in my arms then back to El, “A real one? Like this?” I ask holding Chance out gesturing to her with my chin.

  She shrugs, “Yeah, I mean, I’d still want to have Chance whenever we can, but I think, I think I want one of our own.”

  Chance is kicking her legs out for me to put her down, so I do, and she runs off to find our dog, Minty. I close the space between El and I, and cup her cheek in my palm, “You want me to put a baby in your belly?”

  She grins up at me, “I sure do, Mr. Mysterious. Think you’re up for the task?”

  I scoff, “Am I up for the task? Pl-ease, I was born ready. The question is, are you ready for some lovin’? Cause I’m thinkin’ it’s going to take a lot, you know, just to be sure it works.”

  I’m about to kiss her when Chance come running towards us with Minty on her tail, barking at her as she scurries away with his ball. By the time she wraps her little arms around my legs, she’s all puffed out, “Did you steal Minty’s ball again?” I ask her as I sweep her up into my arms.

  She giggles and holds out Minty’s slobbered on ball, “Go on, throw it for him. He’s waiting,” I tell her, as Minty sits patiently at my feet waiting for her to release his prized possession.

  Chance drops the ball and it rolls all of two feet before Minty is attacking it with all his dachshund might. Chance continues laughing as Minty growls and bounces around the ball like it might sprout legs and run away at any minute.

  And the idea of making one of these little people with El isn’t as frightening as I thought it would be. Chance rests her head on my shoulder and I squeeze her, “Let’s get you cleaned up before Mumma and Papa get here.” She nods but keeps her head down, snuggled into my neck.

  This big brother gig is pretty sweet, she loves me unconditionally. I’m not sure how I got so lucky. She took to me straight away when she was a baby. And El too, but that’s no surprise, everyone loves El. Chance really is the perfect name for her, when they first told me what they had called her I thought it was ridiculous, but this girl, she was born to give second chances.

  After Vivian and Henry have left with Chance an hour later, I find El in the kitchen. Stepping up behind her, I slide my hands under her the hem of her shirt, caressing her smooth skin with my palms, “So, about that baby making, you want to get started?” I whisper in her ear, then bite down on her lobe gently.

  She shivers in my arms and presses her arse back against my hardening cock, “Yes,” she moans when I surge my hips forward letting her feel just how hard I am for her already.

  Lucky for me, she’s wearing a skirt. I love skirts. Flipping it up, I drop to my knees and slide her underwear down her legs until she steps out of them. Pushing a palm to her lower back I urge her to lean over the bench, and she obeys. Moving my palms up and down the insides of her thighs, I push them apart until she spreads her legs further for me, then I feast on her sweet pussy.

  I lick and suck until she’s squirming against my face, then I slide two fingers inside and begin to pump in a rhythm I know she likes, making sure to hit her G-spot every so often, but not too much, I don’t want her to come yet.

  My fingers are drenched in her juices as I slide them out and circle her arsehole ever so gently, just a light touch to tease her. She’s rocking back harder now, and her thighs clench around my shoulders. “Just one more taste, El, just one,” I murmur, then slide my tongue over her clit, dragging it all the way back to her arsehole, where I circle the little bud then bite down on her plump arse cheek.

  She squeals, lurching forward and I’m on my feet, pants around my ankles thrusting my cock inside her vice-like pussy with everything I have. The sound of our skin slapping together and El’s loud moans spur me on, “Hux,” she cries, “Make me come, please baby, make me come,” she begs.

  Digging my hands into her hips, I pull her back into each of my thrusts. Soon her pussy starts convulsing around me and I’m so fucking close, “Come, Hux, come inside of me,” she encourages, and I do. My balls pull up tight against my body as I empty my load inside of her, then I collapse over her prone body.

  It takes a few minutes for our breathing to even out, and when I can move again I take my cock in hand and slowly pull out, “Stay there,” I tell her, as I duck to the bathroom and clean myself up, then return with a warm wash cloth for her.

  I gently wipe her clean, then kiss the bite mark I left on her arse, “Sorry, got a little carried away,” I say.

  But she turns around and knocks the wind from my lungs with one of the smiles she reserves for me, “Don’t be sorry, I liked it,” she says, then presses her lips to mine, wrapping her arms around my neck.

  This right here, holding El in my arms, kissing her, loving her, it’s all I’ll ever need.

  My life has become one of the moments of beauty I was once obsessed with capturing.

  Every time I heard the song Closer by The Chainsmokers ft. Halsey, this story would play out in my head. I was supposed to be working on a completely different project, but whenever I sat down to work on it, all I could think about was this other story.

  It took over every waking moment, and I knew I had to abandon the project I was working on otherwise I would have ballsed it up. So, I put it aside and started working on Moments of Beauty and it flowed effortlessly.

  I would have had it finished a lot sooner had my health been more cooperative. But whatev’s, it’s here now and I’m proud of the finished product.

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  Thanks for reading,

  Jemma

  JB Heller is an average Aussie housewife in her late 20’s with a wicked sexy imagination. She and her awesome husband are the parents of three wicked cool little minions, two Great Danes and a Cat who thinks she’s a person, a Scaly Breasted Lorikeet and a Fig Parrot.

  She spends her days running around after her wildling children and jotting down stories in her flower embossed leather notebook (She is very particular about her stationery.). She’s a self-confessed Stationery Junky who is constantly on the lookout for more even though she has boxes of blank notebooks just waiting for their purpose to be revealed.

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