by Vaughn, Eve
She could only whimper in response.
Rhys raised his head. “You may not love me Sadie, but your body sure as hell does.”
His mouth was on hers again before she could say otherwise.
Chapter Twenty-One
Sadie tried to resist Rhys, but every time she attempted to push him away, he’d hold her tighter, and kiss her in earnest. His tongue plundered her mouth seeking and conquering like a man on a mission. She didn’t want to respond, but her body seemed to awaken beneath his erotic ministrations. In one last attempt to stop this influx of lust consuming her, she managed to twist her head away, gasping for breath.
Rhys, however, had other ideas. He grasped her chin. “Hold still, dammit. You want this as badly as I do.”
“I don’t,” she protested breathlessly barely believing the lie herself.
“Liar. I can feel your heat through our clothes and I bet you’re wet. Should I prove you wrong?” Before she could utter another word, his mouth was on hers again, and this time he took no prisoners, forcing her to accept his kiss.
Though her head screamed no, her body and heart wouldn’t allow her to put up a significant fight. With a defeated sigh in Rhys’s mouth, she gave in, melting into him as his kisses and caresses demanded her total surrender. To her chagrin, Sadie threaded her fingers in his hair. She pushed her tongue against his, wanting to savor the taste of him.
“That’s it, baby, give in to me,” he muttered, dragging his mouth away from hers before placing his lips against the curve of her neck. He kissed her pulse and the point where her neck and shoulder met. Then he grazed his teeth against her heated flesh. She thought she’d burst into flames right then and there.
Rhys was an excellent kisser. She’d forgotten how good it used to be. Deep down Sadie knew the second he kissed her she was a lost cause because as much as she wanted to protect her heart against him, he was still firmly entrenched there.
As quickly as that thought entered her head, she pushed it away. She couldn’t go down that path with him again. This was purely physical. Yes. That was it. It was the pregnancy hormones making her respond this way. She’d read somewhere pregnancy gave a female’s libido a boost. For now, she’d enjoy the moment and deal with the consequences when it was over.
Sadie didn’t know how it happened, but her blouse was open and Rhys had pushed up her bra to reveal her breasts. Her nipples puckered beneath the intensity of his gaze. He lifted his head to stare down at them as if they were objects of wonders.
“You’re so beautiful. I missed you, so much, Sadie, missed these,” he muttered and lowered his head to capture one turgid peak in his mouth.
Sadie gasped as his hot wet mouth tugged and sucked on her nipple and breast. He cupped the globe with his palms in near reverence as he continued to lick, lave and nip her taut nubbin.
Wanting more—needing it, she lifted her neglected breast and offered it to him. “Please,” she croaked. Was that her voice? So desperate and laden with need for him?
Slowly he raised his head with a wet pop. He circled her areola with his finger. “Tell me what you want me to do to you baby. I want to hear it.”
“Please touch me here, Rhys. Please.” She pointed to one sensitive breast.
“You make my dick so fucking hard when you beg like that, but I think you want me to do more than touch you.”
She nodded, unable to form the words.
“Tell me,” he growled.
“I want you to suck it. Lick it—like the other one. Please.”
A soft chuckled escaped his lips. “That’s my girl. I can think of nothing I’d rather do. He took her neglected nipple between his teeth and bit down making Sadie gasp in pleasure pain. He continued to torture her nipple, alternating between biting it lightly and sucking it. By the time Rhys was finished with her, her thighs quivered. Her pussy dripped with juices, soaking her panties. She pressed her legs together to temper the raging heat.
“Don’t hold back.” He gave one nipple a long broad lick with the flat of his tongue.
It sent her over the edge. That tremble that had begun in her thighs spread throughout her entire body. Only Rhys had the power to bring her an orgasm from just playing with her breasts. How could she have forgotten what a skillful lover he was?
“You know what I’m going to do next?”
She could only shake her head as she was still coming down from her sexual high.
“I’m going to carry you to the bedroom, strip off the rest of your clothes and eat your pussy until you come all over my face. Then I’m going to fuck you until you have no doubt in your mind who you belong to.”
“Rhys—”
He placed his finger against her lips. “Don’t say anything. Just let it happen.”
Rhys had always been forceful in bed, but never to this point. Sadie didn’t have time to contemplate this change in him before he was off the couch and she was lifted into his arms. As he carried her to the bed, it occurred to Sadie that she still had time to fight whatever was happening here, but then she thought, why bother?
Rhys made short order of getting Sadie to her bedroom. Lacking the patience he usually had during lovemaking, he tossed her on the bed and frantically undressed before removing her clothes. Then he joined her on the bed, his chest pressed against Sadie’s, his thighs rested between hers, and his dick nestled against the warm cradle of her pussy. This was as it was intended to be between them.
All the fighting and drama of the past no longer matter. He had his Sadie and he intended for it to remain this way. He rained kisses on her face, neck, and shoulders, slowly making a trail down her body. Rhys brushed his lips between the valley of his breasts. He kissed her stomach taking time to lave her belly button. She shivered beneath his kisses and he loved how responsive and honest she was in bed.
Sadie was so beautiful and didn’t even know it. She was already a curvy woman, but pregnancy rounded out her hips even more and made her breasts fuller. And he found her small baby bump a surprising turn on. His child rested inside of her and that made Sadie incredibly sexy. He loved everything about her body. He wanted to relish this moment.
Finally, he settled himself between her parted thighs, pushing them further apart and inhaling the tangy, womanly scent. Her labia were swollen and slicked with juices. He’d never seen a more beautiful sight. Rhys ran his tongue against her slit.
Sadie pressed her sex against his face. “Oh, God Rhys. More.”
“Easy love, I want to get my fill of your delicious pussy.”
She raised her hips, pushing her cunt into his face. “Don’t tease me.”
A chuckle escaped his lips. How could he resist when she begged so beautifully. He dove in head first separating her swollen pussy lips with his tongue and found her clit. Rhys captured it between his teeth and sucked and nibbled until she writhed uncontrollably against him.
Releasing the swollen little button, he licked her pussy up and down with broad strokes. She tasted so hot, so wet, so….so Sadie. He could stay between her legs all night. With a groan, he pushed his tongue into her channel as deep as it would go and then pulled back.
Sadie moaned and cried out his name as he repeated the motion. “Oh, God, Rhys, I’m going to come!”
That was his signal to be more aggressive. He darted his tongue in and out of her faster and deeper. He loved the way she bucked against him, wetting his face with her juices. Sadie grasped his head and ground her pussy against his mouth.
“Yes! I’m coming!” She screamed. As she shook and thrashed on the bed like a demon had possessed her, he continued to eat her pussy as if it were his last meal. Rhys hooked his arms beneath Sadie’s thighs and continued to feast on her, licking and sucking on her pussy until she came again.
He contemplated continuing until she reached orgasm number four but his dick ached so bad, he knew if he didn’t get inside of her soon, he would go insane.
As he raised his head, his eyes locked with hers and he licked his li
ps, showing her how damn good she’d tasted. Sadie trembled and opened her mouth as if she couldn’t think of anything to say. Sadie simply opened her arms to him and he gladly collapsed into them. It was like being home. Rhys wrapped his arms around her lush body as he eased himself between her wet folds.
He inhaled sharply. She was so wet and tight. Goddamn. Her pussy fit around his dick like a warm velvet glove. A tight glove. If he died right here and now he’d die a happy man.
When Sadie pressed her face into his shoulder, he knew he’d love her forever. Slowly they began to move together in a synchronized dance of two hearts beating as one. What started out as frantic sex had become something beautiful, too perfect to describe with mere words. As she lifted her hips, Rhys pushed deeper getting closer and closer to his peak.
Sadie’s fingernails grazed his back and he lost it. Rhys cried out as his body stiffened and then he spasmed. He shot his seed deep into her cunt which milked him to speechlessness.
He could feel her pussy contract around his cock as she shouted his name signaling her own orgasm.
Rhys didn’t know how long they lay there, but he didn’t want to move. He was content to simply hold Sadie and not let go.
Suddenly, he felt something damp and he lifted his head. To his surprised, tears rolled down Sadie’s face.
“Sweetheart, what’s the matter?”
“Please get off of me, Rhys.”
“Am I too heavy? Am I hurting the baby?” He slowly rolled off of her, but not leaving her side.
“The baby is fine. I just need some space.”
“Okay, I understand. That was intense.”
“No. I don’t think you do understand. I need you to leave.”
He stared at her for several moments trying to figure if he’d heard her properly. “What?”
“You heard me. You need to leave. I can’t…I just can’t do this right now.”
He narrowed his eyes. “You’re kicking me out after what just happened?”
“It was just sex, Rhys. I have raging hormones. You could have been the mailman for all I cared.”
He flinched at the blow which felt as if she’d fired a cannon right into his stomach. “You can’t mean that.”
“You should read up on pregnancy sometimes Rhys. I’m sure you’d find it in black and white what I say is true. Look, this changes absolutely nothing. And it proves nothing.”
“Are you telling me what we shared wasn’t special?”
She shrugged. “You’re good in bed. Is that what you want to hear?”
It was on the tip of his tongue to return her taunt with an angry one of his own, but he decided against it. Cooler heads prevailed. Maybe it was best if he did leave now so she could get over whatever funk she was in. But there was absolutely no way he’d believe what they’d just shared was just sex. No way, no how.
He gave her one last searching stare but it was as if she’d turned to stone. She wouldn’t even look him in the eye. “Fine. I’ll go, but this is far from over. After what happened, there’s no way you can convince me that you no longer love me.”
She raised her shoulder into a nonchalant shrug.
Rhys wanted to shake some sense into her, even make love to her again, but right now he was so damn hurt he didn’t trust himself to touch her without doing something stupid.
Just then, the phone rang which seemed to galvanize Sadie into action. She rolled off the bed and walked to her closet. She grabbed a thick terry cloth robe and threw it over her body as she walked to the phone at her bedside.
“Hello?”
Whoever it was on the other end of the line, spoke and Sadie seemed to lose all color.
Rhys stiffened. Who was it?
Sadie nodded and said yes a few times and then the call was over.
“Who was that, Sadie?”
“D.C. General Hospital.”
He frowned. “Why are they calling you?”
“My mother…I mean Jackie. She’s dead.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
“Ding dong, the bitch is dead,” Daisy smirked as she watched the gravediggers shovel dirt over Jackie’s casket. Sadie flinched at the cold tone of her sister’s voice. She didn’t blame her for feeling the way she did, after all, Jackie had caused them all a great deal of emotional pain.
They’d learned that Jackie had been jumped by Terrell’s estranged wife and her friends because Jackie had been messing with Terrell. Apparently, they’d beaten her so bad that she needed to be hospitalized. Unbeknownst to Jackie’s oncologist, Jackie had an undiagnosed blood clot. The beating had caused it to travel to her heart which resulted in a massive heart attack. At the end of the day, it was Jackie’s life choices that had gotten killed and not the cancer.
The sad part was, instead of assault, Keisha and her girls were going down for murder. Malia would grow up without her mother. It was tragic. Sadie hoped Terrell stepped up to be a good father to his daughter.
Sadie figured the only reason her sisters had come for the funeral was the same reason she had: to make sure Jackie was really dead. To know that the monster who had called herself mother was finally defeated and not coming back. Sadie was sandwiched by her sisters. The only other people who had attended the ceremony was Aunt Joyce and Uncle Clinton. They had left shortly after the ceremony but the sisters had stuck around. They each wanted to see Jackie’s casket completely covered in Earth.
Her sisters had the money to afford the top of a line casket with all the bells and whistles, but they’d all agreed on the cheapest box available, the kind the worms would be able to eat through within a year. Where Jackie was going, it didn’t matter if she went out in style or not.
“I know how you feel, Daisy, but is this an appropriate venue for that?” Sadie asked unable to take her eyes off the coffin as it disappeared under the dirt.
Daisy rolled her eyes. “I don’t care whether if it’s appropriate or not. I wish I had a full bladder because I’d hike up my dress and piss on that bitch’s grave.”
“Amen.” Lily nodded in agreement.
Only Rose remained silent to their older sisters’ vehemence. Sadie couldn’t blame them though. Jackie had caused them all so much pain and misery, it was hard not to be bitter.
When the gravediggers were finished, the four of them stared at the freshly packed mound for several minutes before moving on. Rose wrapped her arm around Sadie’s shoulders. “Let’s go.”
When the sisters turned their backs to the grave they knew they’d never visit again. They didn’t even purchase a headstone. As her sisters headed to the car, Sadie halted to see Rhys standing several feet away, watching them. When she’d learned of Jackie’s death, he’d offered to come with her, but Sadie had told him that she’d be with her sisters and didn’t need him.
“What?” Rose asked.”
Sadie dipped her head in Rhys’s direction. Three sets of eyes looked in his direction.
“What the hell is he doing here?” Lily asked.
“I hope he didn’t bring the demon spawn with him.” Daisy pursed her lips.
“He appears to be alone. Obviously, the guy wants to talk to you,” Rose chimed in.
“So not cool of him to show up.” Daisy shook her head as Rhys approached.
Sadie could only stare as he got closer. Daisy and Lily stepped in front of her.
“What are you doing here? Didn’t Sadie already tell you, you’re not welcome here?” Lily demanded.
Rhys held up his hands. “Look, I don’t want any trouble, but if Sadie doesn’t want to speak to me, I believe she’s capable of telling me to go away herself.”
“Lily, Daisy. It’s okay. I’ll talk to him.” She moved from behind them to face Rhys.
“Are you sure?” Daisy asked with a raised brow. “This asshole and his evil seed have caused enough problems already.”
“That’s enough.” Sadie knew her sisters were only trying to be protective of her but sometimes they forgot she was no longer a child.
“Sadie—” Lily began to protest but Sadie held up her hand to stop her.
“It’s okay.” She then walked over to Rhys. “There’s a diner down the road. We can go there for coffee. “
Rhys nodded. “Sounds good.” He placed his arm on her back to lead her away.
Sadie turned her head toward her sisters and mouthed that she’d be okay.
The car ride to the diner was in complete silence. It was only when they were sitting at their table, Rhys with a strong black coffee and Sadie with weak decaffeinated tea, did either one of them speak.
Sadie shrugged. “Well? You’re the one who came long distance to see me.”
“I couldn’t stay away, not when I know you’re suffering. I know there was no love lost, but there had to be some residual pain. I wanted to be there for you.”
“I have my sisters.”
“But I wanted to support you as well. It was important for me to be here and for you to know that I’m not going to give up on us so easily.”
Sadie sighed heavily. There were so many emotions swirling around her mind. This wasn’t something she’d been prepared to deal with today. “Rhys, I asked you not to come. You should be home with your daughter.”
He shrugged. “My mother flew in from Wales and is staying in the states for a couple months. Besides, you’re just as important to me as Carys is. You’re the mother of my child and I love you, whether you’re willing to accept that or not. Look, I didn’t come here to argue with you.”
“I’m not here to argue either.”
“Then why did you agree to talk to me?”
Sadie stirred her tea to give her hands something to do. She wasn’t really interested in drinking the beverage. “You know, as I watched Jackie being buried I realized, I have to let go of the past. I don’t want it to continue to shape who I am. I mean, I am who I am because of where I’ve been, but I no longer want to hold on to the anger, the bitterness, and the shame. I want to be happy. I want to be a good mother to my child. I have to learn from my past and move on with my life and that also means making peace with you. I’d intended on contacting you when I returned home.”
