Sleepless Fate

by Janae Keyes

“She doesn’t need the TV then, she can watch her eyelids,” I spat. Another part of the pattern was it always seemed to be stupid little stuff she used to take to focus off our good time, but onto her.

  Patrick stood with his phone in his hands, “I’m going to call her really quick. I will be right back.” He walked away without another word to me. I was irritated and I think it was written on my face as my mom looked at me puzzled. I felt humiliated in the moment. I hated that Veronika could wiggle her way into everything. I picked up my drink and drowned it down before standing from my own seat and making my way to the restroom.

  I just needed a moment to get my emotions in check. I locked myself in a stall and took a deep breath. I felt tears starting to form. I fought with them, I wasn’t going to allow myself to cry, not now.

  “Brielle.” I heard my mom’s voice. I sniffed my tears away and exited the stall. I didn’t want to get my family involved in all of this and I hadn’t told them. The door to the restroom opened and April came right in.

  “Bri, are you okay?” April asked. I could only shake my head as I felt the tears building again.

  “What is going on? Are you and Patrick having problems?” My mom asked, obviously concerned.

  “Patrick and I are fine, it is this bullshit situation,” I growled.

  “What is it Bri?” My mom was begging. I took a deep breath, knowing I would have to tell her.

  “The day of Anam’s shower, Patrick came home that evening telling me his ex from Germany called. She told him she was pregnant and was sure the baby was his. He had his ex come out here and she is living with him. She is a nightmare and trying hard to get between Patrick and I. I’m trying to be cool, but it’s so hard. I love him and I don’t want to lose him to this insanity,” I explained. It felt good to finally tell my mom. I always told April and my mom almost everything.

  “When will he know if it is his baby or not?” My mom questioned, clearly she was now concerned.

  “Not until the baby is born in February. I’m trying to be supportive of Patrick, but this girl, Veronika. She drives me nuts.” I wanted to pull my hair out in that moment just thinking of how Veronika infuriated me.

  “Bri, I’m not going to tell you what to do as you are a grown woman. Just know that your family is always here if you need them,” my mom reassured. She pulled me close and gave me a hug. “Let’s get back out there before the show starts.” I nodded.

  Walking back out, I spotted Patrick back at our table. He gave me a weak smile. I took my seat and he put his arm around me.

  “I told Ronnie that if she couldn’t work the TV, she could just go to bed,” he insisted. I smiled. I turned to him and he had a big grin on his face. We would work out, I just knew it. Though there was still too much in the unknown. I was willing to face it head on, as long as I had Patrick at my side.

  Patrick

  SOMETHING RARE WAS happening, Brielle and I were having the weekend to ourselves. The night of the comedy show started out rough, I hated that Veronika always seemed to have an issue when Brielle and I had plans. Brielle was frustrated and so was I. I found myself playing referee when it came to keeping both Brielle and Veronika happy. Brielle was still angry about the fact that I was not going to move Veronika in her own apartment as promised. I was worried about her blood pressure and her doctor stressed the issue with us. I knew Brielle was trying to understand, but I also knew she wasn’t completely comfortable.

  We stood in the kitchen working together to clean up the mess we made cooking dinner. Brielle put the last plate in the dishwater and gave me a grin. She looked beautiful this way, her hair was pulled up into a messy bun and she wore a simple black tank top with short jean shorts. She didn’t need to get glamorous at all, she could be plain and effortless and she was perfect to me.

  “All done over here,” she announced. I gave the counter one last wipe with my sponge.

  “And over here, I think my housekeeper will be pleased that we did most of the work in here,” I commented as Brielle came to me. Just having her body heat close to me, turned me on. I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her as close as I could get her.

  “Though it will definitely get a little messy with the barbeque tomorrow. I’m excited to have our families get together,” she commented.

  The moment we learned that we would have the weekend alone, we invited our families over for a barbeque. Our families had been dying to meet and it was already Labor Day weekend.

  “It’s going to be a good time for everyone,” I said down to her. I placed a small kiss on her forehead and held her for a moment without any words. “I’m sorry about Ronnie causing issues last night.” I’d broken our silence.

  Right away, she let out a breath. This wasn’t the ideal situation for anyone, especially Brielle, but she was taking it so well. It scared me a bit that she was taking it all so well. Brielle was certainly the type to keep her emotions inside until they got overwhelming. She’d blown up once and that night I was so afraid of losing her.

  “It’s not my favorite thing to deal with,” Brielle stated plainly, I knew she wanted to say more, but at the same time I knew she didn’t want to say the wrong thing about the situation. Brielle seemed to think a lot about her words. I liked that part of her, she was thoughtful.

  “I know and I’m sorry about all of it.” I felt like I was apologizing all the time, but I couldn’t help it. I truthfully was sorry that she had to deal with pure Baby Mama Drama and all because of me.

  “Paddy, for now I guess I’m fine. We are figuring this out as we go. Right now for once we are alone here. I want to enjoy this time before she’s back,” she said as she slipped her arms around my neck. I peered down at her soft face and gave her a grin.

  Brielle was mine in every way. Being with her, I had this intense connection that I’d never felt before with any woman I’d ever slept with. What we shared was irreplaceable. I planted a kiss on her lips before working down to the supple skin of her neck. She let a moan go. That was my favorite sound to hear.

  With no warning I picked Brielle up, she let out a shriek and a laugh as I grabbed her close to me. Her legs wrapped tightly around my waist as I made my way from the kitchen towards the stairs. I carried her straight up to my bedroom, watching her laugh when I lightly tossed her on the bed.

  “Paddy!” she shrieked out. I settled my body above hers.

  From the first time I could have her, I needed more. She was addicting and I think she knew it. I lightly brushed my lips over hers while teasingly grinding my hips, she responded by wrapping a leg around my waist, she wanted it, but I needed the barrier of the layers we were wearing to go away. I slipped my hand under her tank top before sliding it up and yanking it over her head. She wore a lacy pink bra underneath. I loved her in lace, the delicate fabric on her delicate skin was enticing to say the least.

  Her fingers quickly worked at the buttons of my plaid button up. As soon as she reached the last button I slipped the shirt from my arms and my fingers went to work on the button and zipper of her jean shorts.

  I gripped and the bands of her jeans and panties and quickly brought them down her legs. I planted a kiss on her ankle and worked my way up one leg. She wiggled, I could hear her breathing hard and rushed. Being able to have this woman was everything.

  My arousal was strained against my boxer shorts. I quickly took them off and kicked them away before focusing on her body. My arms went around her, my fingers fiddled around with the hooks of her bra. At once I knew she was free and I pulled the bra off her.

  Under me the sexiest woman was completely naked, the light of the moon shining off her chocolate skin. Gorgeous, simply gorgeous.

  “I can’t tell you how happy I am that you are mine,” I whispered down to her before placing a kiss on her belly button and working my way up to one of her erect nipples. I took the bud into my mouth and sucked hard.

  “Mmm,” she groaned. I allowed my teeth the graze her skin and she gasped out. I loved the sou
nds that came from her as I pleasured her. As much as I wanted to take it slow and give her all she needed, I needed to be in her. I craved our bodies purely connected.

  I spread her legs, she looked up at me. Her cocoa eyes sparkled. I knew I made the right choice in being with her, Brielle had everything a man could want and I was the lucky guy who got to have her. Any man lucky enough to have her wouldn’t regret it and I was that man. I wasn’t going to give her up for anything.

  Aligning my body with hers, I entered her, hard. She let out a yelp. I froze for the moment, afraid I might have been too rough.

  “Why’d you stop?” she questioned breathlessly. I smirked down at her before I continued. She arched her hips to meet my own rhythm. I kept my motions slow and deep, allowing both of us to enjoy it as long as possible. I don’t want it to end.

  Sex had been awkward as Veronika was in the house with us, but Veronika was living in my house and under my rules, if I was going to be with my girlfriend then it was going to happen. She’d expressed that she wasn’t pleased with our loud sex, luckily Veronika wasn’t here tonight and we had the entire house to ourselves. I upped my speed and Brielle reacted with a deep throaty growl.

  “Please, don’t stop!” she cried out. I didn’t have any plans on stopping. I was going to take her as long as I could. I felt her body tighten around me, she was close. There was a slight burn as her nails dug into the skin of my back. I planted a kiss on her neck and she moaned before letting out a cry. As she slumped against me in complete satisfaction I knew I could allow myself to let go. My vision went white with the force of my climax and I held on to Brielle tightly as I rode out the aftershock.

  MORNING CAME TOO quickly for me. The sun was shining through the windows. I inhaled and could smell vanilla, I didn’t have to open my eyes to know my Brielle was with me. I could feel her head on my chest. I allowed my hand to work down her back to her backside. I took hold and she jumped. I opened my eyes to her looking at me with a smirk.

  “Patrick,” she groaned.

  “Good morning,” I whispered before taking her lips with my own. Brielle was the ultimate treat to wake up to in the mornings.

  I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her down to where she was laying flat on the bed. I hovered over her and looked down at her beautiful face. She smiled sweetly. I lowered myself down and she gasped as my erection came in contact with her, it was the morning and I couldn’t help it especially with her already naked in my bed.

  “Mmm Paddy,” she groaned out. I brought my mouth to hers and kissed her hard.

  Slowly, I began to plant kisses down her body. I gave each nipple attention before I continued down her warm brown skin. I found myself between her legs, spreading them wide. I slid a hand over her entrance feeling her wetness.

  I placed my lips on her inner thigh, slowly leaving delicate kisses. She squirmed under me, desperate for what she needed and for what I planned to give to her. I slowed my teasing kisses on purpose, from the way her hips were reacting, I knew she was aching for more.

  “Patrick, please stop teasing me,” she huffed.

  “Why, are you going to beg me?” I asked before nipping at the skin of her inner thigh. She let out a frustrated groan, I loved having her this way, wanting everything I could give. “What do you want?”

  “You know what I want!” She insisted breathlessly. I held back a laugh at her desperation.

  “Tell me, tell me what you want.”

  “I want you to take me, please, Paddy, please.” I would tease her no longer.

  I slipped my tongue over her, I could feel her body going wild as I took her into my mouth. I tasted every bit of her essence. Her hands were in my hair. I was giving it my all as I slid a finger into her.

  “Patrick, please… yes, yes.” I heard her yelping out. It didn’t take long before she was crying out louder and her body tensed up in the moment of release.

  I brought my body up to her and planted a single kiss on her lips before I laid down flat on the mattress. She took it as a sign. In seconds her body was hovering over mine a mischievous smile on her lips. Her hips straddled me before she lowered herself onto my weeping erection. She and I groaned in unison. I placed my hands on her hips as her thick thighs wrapped around me and she started to ride. I held her keeping her pace, observing her body flexing with every thrust, her full breasts bouncing and glorious to behold.

  My Brielle, she really was mine, I knew the smartest move would be to hang onto her, I would never find another like her again, and I knew I could never love a girl the same after her. My forever was already wrapped in Brielle.

  “Oh God,” she hissed. I slid my hands up her sides taking in every single curve. She threw her head back, pleasure obviously taking her body over. I loved seeing her in that way. That was how I craved to see her, brought to that moment where the sky met the earth and everything aligned in perfect formation. The moment she ascended the mountain, I did as well and spilled into her.

  Her body collapsed onto my chest and I held her close as she worked to regain her breath. After a few minutes had passed, she rolled onto her side of the bed. My skin ached from the sudden loss of contact. I planted soft kisses on her shoulder and stroked her hair from her sweat soaked back. I needed all of her over and over again. I was high on Brielle and nothing was going to bring me down.

  Brielle

  THE WEEKEND ENDED up perfect. Patrick had come with me to my place after my dad’s successful show. I loved being able to be Veronika free for the weekend. Patrick and I went back to his place Sunday night. Some friends of Veronika’s were visiting from Germany and she was going to spend the rest of the holiday weekend with them in Santa Cruz, this meant that Patrick and I had the place to ourselves.

  I laid flat on the bed, out of breath, as Patrick planted kisses on my shoulder and ran his fingers through my hair. My body was on fire and buzzing with adrenaline from the orgasm I’d just experienced thanks to Patrick. I looked down at him and he gave me a huge grin before he brought his lips to mine.

  “That was the perfect way to wake up,” he mused against my lips.

  “Mmm Hmm,” I murmured. “I should go to the store for the last few things,” I commented thinking of everything I had to do, as we were having a Labor Day barbeque with my family and Patrick’s parents, here at his place. I was so excited for our parents to finally meet.

  “Not yet, I’m not done with you,” growled Patrick as his hand slipped between my thighs.

  “Mmm, Paddy… more?” I questioned. I was exhausted, but Patrick wasn’t apparently. “I need to shower.”

  There was so much to do between now and when our parents were to arrive. We didn’t have the time for more, but at the same time I didn’t want to leave this moment. After everything that was going on, this instant of just being the two of us was perfect.

  “You will just have to save that for later,” I instructed as I slid from the bed. I walked to my bag and pulled out what I planned to wear for the day before walking into the bathroom. I hadn’t realized Patrick was right behind me until I felt his hands pull me to him.

  “It’s later,” he growled in my ear. I couldn’t help, but smile to myself as he started to plant kisses on my neck. I moved my hair and leaned my head to the side to give him better access. I inhaled his cinnamon scent. “I told you, you’re mine.”

  “I am, always,” I breathed out. I turned to face him and to look into his honey eyes. “I love you, Patrick Bailey.”

  “I love you forever, Brielle Elliot.”

  FINISHING THE LONG list of everything that needed to be done, I found Patrick out back. He was standing next to the grill, getting things ready for when my parents arrived. I loved his backyard. We were sitting right on the bay with beautiful views of San Francisco and Alcatraz Island. There was also a hot tub and swimming pool, along with a great outdoor lounge area with fire pit, table with umbrella, and a bar. His place was the ultimate location for an end of summer barbeque.

 
“Hey Babe. The grill is hot and ready,” he commented as he came to me and wrapped his arms around me. “You look pretty.”

  “Thanks,” I cooed, looking at my handsome boyfriend. We always ended up matching somehow, it was cute. Today, I wore a white and red cherry patterned romper with red flip flops, while Patrick wore a red polo shirt and khaki shorts.

  Patrick brought his mouth to mine and gave me a kiss that started simple and slow, but quickly progressed into something rough and steamy. I felt one of his hands grip at my backside while his other traveled into my hair.

  “Get a room!” I heard a voice call out. I jumped to see my very pregnant sister standing at the back door. I rolled my eyes and gave her a smile. She waddled from the door down to where Patrick and I were.

  “There is my beautiful sister,” Patrick cooed at my sister who looked extremely uncomfortable. She held her back with one hand and she seemed to already be sweating from the effort to come down to us.

  “Thank you Patrick,” she said sweetly as he gave her a kiss on the cheek. “I am hot, sweaty, uncomfortable, and sore. These babies need to get out.”

  “Oooo a pool!” Squealed a small voice. I looked to see my sister’s three oldest children coming from the house with her husband, Reed, right behind them. The kids rushed out of the house and right past us towards the pool.

  “Hey, Hey, you have manners, use them. Say Hi to your Aunt and Uncle first,” my sister demanded of her three children, two girls and a small boy.

  “Hi Auntie Bri and Uncle Patrick!” They chimed out in unison.

  “Now can we go in the pool?” the oldest of my sister’s children asked, she and the other two were anxious with anticipation.

  “Get in,” Patrick instructed the kids who cheered out before all three of them jogged to the pool.

  “Mom and dad are in the kitchen,” Anam announced to me. I gave her a nod before I wiggled from Patrick’s grip and made my way into the house where I found my mom and dad with a ton of food.