by Skye, M.
Alex huffed and held her to his chest. He knew she and Ben had developed a close relationship, but he had hoped she would forget all about him with time. With everything Ben had done, he was never going to let him near her again, and he was never going to get a chance to suck Jordan in. The day Ben was arrested, Alex vowed never to let him into his life again. “I’m sorry, sweetheart, but you know grandpa can’t come. He has been very bad and we won’t be seeing him again.”
“I know,” she lowered her head. “I just wish we could.”
Meg walked around the corner with Jordan and saw the troubled look on Allison’s face and rushed to sit next to them. Allison moved to the side to where she was right up against Alex and placed her hand on his leg. Meg watched as she leaned away from her, and felt displaced. Normally, Allison would have been on top of her head to kiss Jordan or at least tell Meg all about her today. Today, she seemed to want to be far away from them. Meg was caught off guard, she and Allison had always been so close, and to pick up on the resistance stung. Alex saw the pain in her eyes, and tried to soothe the situation.
“Alli, don’t you want to tell mommy what you want for your birthday? I’m sure she would like to know too.”
Allison sighed and turned to face Meg. “I want a big party; daddy said I could have one.”
Meg tried hard to hold in the tears threatening to escape her eyes. “That would be great, sweetie. We will do whatever we can to make that happen.” Allison studied her for a second and then got up and ran upstairs. Once she was gone, Meg allowed the tears she had been holding in to flow freely. Marisol had been watching the scene unfold, and quickly rushed in to grab Jordan. “Go, Mr. Hanover, take her for a walk to clear her head.” Alex wrapped his arms around Meg and pulled her from the couch. He held her to him before grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the side door.
They walked outside and through the garden in silence for a while. Alex clutched her hand tightly and let her gather her thoughts. She sobbed quietly for another few minutes before they began a conversation. “Baby, I’m sorry she hurt you, I think it’s my fault for being late for the pickup.”
“If that were the case, then wouldn’t she be upset with you and not me? I think it’s what I always feared would happen. I think she feels that I care more for Jordan. Maybe it’s the fact that I’ve been picking him up and not her. It used to be such a special time for us, and now that we’ve changed things up, she feels second best. I never meant to make her feel that way, I love my little girl, Alex. Seeing that look in her eyes broke my heart.”
Alex turned to her and brushed her tears away. “I know how much you love them both. She’s five, baby, she’s going to have times where she’s jealous of her brother, but she knows you love her. Now, I’m going to talk to her about the way she acted because she has to know that she can’t treat you that way, jealousy or not. You’re her mother, and she’s going to respect you.”
“I love you for that, but I think forcing her to be nice to me will only defeat the purpose. I will talk to her and reassure how much I love her. Just let us girls work this out.”
Alex grinned and ran his fingers through her hair. “You’re so thoughtful. I swear you have this thing down pack with the kids. I feel like I’m playing catchup with you all the time.”
Meg looked around and saw that it was getting dark outside. She loved the spontaneity they once had before the children and longed for it once again. “Alex,” she whispered against his lips. “Do you think Marisol is okay with Jordan?”
He smiled and pulled her closer. “I know she is, what did you have in mind?”
She looked around and eyed the gazebo they had built a few months back and pulled him inside. “If the kids are fine, then I need my husband to strip my clothes off and make love to me right here. It’s been a long few days, and I need something only you can give me.... I,” Alex didn’t need more, before she finished her statement, he had her pinned down on the bench, unbuttoning her shirt. His eagerness to feel her was bleeding through as he caressed every newly exposed area. They had been having to get inventive to make love without waking the children, and when they got the chance, he wanted to take full advantage.
Once he had her shirt completely undone, he pulled her up to unstrap her bra. When her breasts came spilling out, he smiled and buried his head between them. He kissed his way down the crease and worked his tongue out to her left breast. She moved sensually beneath him, holding on to his head as he lavished her skin with wet kisses and his warm tongue. Her breasts were still full, and with every ounce of pleasure he inflicted, her nipples leaked a small amount of milk. He always thought it would taste weird, but it was surprisingly enticing, and he licked the secretions and she worked her hands down to unzip his pants.
Once she had his pants unzipped, she pushed them and his boxers down to feel his full form. He was fully aroused, and when she stroked him, he let out a deep moan. He was beyond trying to keep quiet, he knew the children were inside, but they had the sense to build the gazebo far enough from the house that nothing could be heard from there. He allowed himself to give into her manipulations freely as she pushed his pants down his legs with her feet. Once she had her hands on him, he pressed against her, capturing her lips in a deep kiss.
They sat together, kissing passionately until neither of them could take anymore. “Alex, you have to make love to me now. I’m going to burst if you don’t.” He smiled against her lips, and laced his fingers through hers. He pulled her panties off and flung them away, and the moment he linked their hands, he drew back and surged inside her, causing sweet and exquisite pain. The sharpness of his strokes stilled her body briefly while she tried to regain her composure. While he submerged himself within her up to the hilt, he looked down to see the pleasure on her face. She was looking at him with her soulful hazel eyes, like he was the best man in the world.
Alex loved every experience with her, but the last few times had to admittedly be the best for him. There was something about the fact that she had gone through so much to bring their son into the world. From the physical changes to the emotional changes, he respected her more than he ever could have before. She was a goddess in his eyes, his only mission in life would be to always keep her happy. As he thrust deeper, he felt her legs encircle his waist, and he picked her up to lead her to one of the edges. Once her back was against the wall and he had her in a sitting position, he gripped her hips tighter and sped up his pace. She dug her nails deep into his back, and he took her legs and stretched them over his shoulders.
Alex felt himself floating towards ecstasy, and when he opened his eyes to see Meg’s penetrating expression, she shifted her hips to receive every inch of him. His excitement was building, and with each step towards her climax, she began to leak again. When he felt the sweet nectar and put his head down to accept her generous offering. While he pounded within her fiercely, he suckled her nipples tenderly, causing her to cry out. He knew she was close, and so was he. The orgasmic exclamations floating from her lips were always enough to drive him over the edge. When she put her hands on his shoulders and cried his name one last time, he released within her, causing her to let go, and her nipples squirted into his waiting mouth.
Panting and breathless, he pulled her legs down and wrapped them around his waist. When he carried her back to the bench and sat down with her in his lap, he reveled in the feel of her and kissed her lips gently. All it took was one little kiss from and he was back at attention. She smiled deviously and took him back inside her. She was dripping with need and anticipation as she began to rock on his lap. He grabbed her shoulders, and forced her down hard against him, as she continued to build her speed. Alex was lost in the wonder that was her, and just put his head back and allowed her to take control. When he finally gathered the energy and tried to match her thrusts, she placed her hand on his lips and ran it down his chest, signaling her need to be in charge. He couldn’t fight her, not when he was enjoying himself so much.
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p; She closed her eyes and arched her chest towards him as she continued to pleasure him. When he began to lick his way down her chest, her eyes flew open, and she focused them right on him. The intensity he felt looking into her eyes was enough to melt everything around them. He held her and buried his face to muffle his screams as he neared his second climax. When she reached down and pushed his head back, he was caught off guard and looked at her in confusion. “I want to hear you. You get to hear me scream all the time, now it’s my turn,” she whispered seductively. “Say my name.”
Alex smiled and in response, he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her down hard against him. He began to whisper her name against her chest, and she sped up. The louder he got, the more intense she got. By the time he was saying her name in a loud, deep voice, she was riding him into the perfect release. She was driving him crazy, and when he pulled harder on her hair, she started a circular motion that sent him reeling. “Meg, baby, yes!” he screamed and bit his bottom lip.
She continued her mechanisms until he began to shake beneath her, at this point, she rested her hands on his shoulders and took both of them the rest of the way. “Meg,” he panted, his voice hoarse with exhaustion, and his lungs burning with enthusiasm. She had provided him with the perfect ending for the perfect experience, and all he could do was hold her to him. She said his name lightly as she came down from the waves she had been riding. Once he released her from the tight grip he was holding her with, he began to laugh.
“What’s funny?”
“That was wonderful, but you were tripping. You can’t demand stuff while you’re handling the merchandise, it’s unfair. I should have spanked you for making me scream like a little girl.”
“There will be time for all that later, right now, we need to get in there and check on the kids. Jordan might have Marisol climbing the walls.”
“I wonder where he got that from,” Alex joked.
“Your mama,” she retorted and laughed. “Help me find my panties, you threw them away like I didn’t have to put them back on.”
“You won’t need them long. Once we check on Jordan and talk to Allison, we are taking a much needed bath.”
“We? Are we both talking to Allison?”
“Yes, we need to keep a united front with them. I’m always going to back your decisions with them. They need to know that we’re a team. That way we can skip the trying to play us off each other phase.”
“You’re right,” she buttoned her shirt. “I’m glad I have you as my partner. You’re good at this whether you know it or not.” They both put their clothes back on and Alex linked their hands. They walked back into the house quietly to find Marisol coming around the corner with her finger on her lips. She told them that she had bathed and put Jordan down for the night, and that Allison was in her room watching TV. They made their way to her room, and Meg sighed as they reached the door. Alex squeezed her hand to show his support and opened the door.
When they found her lying in bed with her eyes closed, they turned to leave, but she called out to them. “Mommy, daddy, goodnight.”
Meg sat on the side on the bed and brushed the hair from her face and kissed her cheek. “Goodnight sweetie, we will talk to you tomorrow.”
“I’m sorry I hurt your feelings, mommy. Marisol said I made you cry.”
“I was sad, but daddy made me feel better. Did I make you feel sad too?”
Alison shook her head yes and Meg rubbed her cheek. “I thought you liked Jordan more than me because he came out of your belly and I didn’t.”
Meg gasped and Alex put his hand on her back for support. “I love you just as much as your brother, you’re my sweet little girl, and he’s my sweet little boy. You both mean so much to me. Do you believe me, honey?”
Allison looked in her eyes and smiled. She threw her arms around Meg and hugged her tightly. “I love you too, mommy.”
Alex slid down on the bed patted Allison’s leg. “What about daddy? Don’t I get some love too?”
“I love you too, daddy,” she reached for him and he pulled them both into his hug.
“This is nice, my two favorite girls here together, but Alli, the next time you feel upset about something, talk to me or your mother. Daddy’s not going to let you get away with this next time. The next time you treat mommy that way, I’m going to take your TV. Do you understand?”
“Yes daddy,” she said and dropped her head.
“Okay, now that we understand each other, get some rest, princess. Mommy is going to drive you to school tomorrow, and I’ll take Jordan.”
“Really?” she squealed.
“Yes, now you can sing your special song and get your morning perks.”
“What’s a perk?” she asked looking confused.
“Never mind, just have fun with mommy in the morning.”
“I will!”
Allison laid back and closed her eyes as they made their way out and shut the door. Meg looked to Alex and slapped him across the chest as they walked to their room. “What was that for?”
“What happened to the team?”
“Baby that was teamwork at its finest. You’re good cop and I’m bad cop. I let you two make up, but I had to lay down the rules. You know how smart she is, if she knows right from the start that she can’t get away with temper tantrums, then we will be better off. I would hate having to punish my princess, but if necessary I would rather her be mad at me.”
“I love you so much for that. You’re the best husband in the world, but baby you know me, I don’t mind getting my hands dirty. I’ll be bad cop sometimes, it could be fun.”
Alex smiled and pulled her against him. “You’re testing my patience woman. The kids are going to sleep and things can get really physical.”
“Good, I love physical.”
“You better,” he swung her into his arms. “Because I’m about to wear you out.”
***
Matt watched Melia meticulously as she made her way from Cienna’s room back to their bedroom. Nearly a week had passed since their fight, she was still not speaking to him. Countless cards, flowers, and gifts later, she was still pissed. The only time she would even acknowledge his presence was when they were both in the room with Cienna, and even then her statements were the mandatory ones to keep Cienna from seeing the distance between them.
Things had gone from bad to worse. She would sleep in the same bed as him, but wouldn’t allow him to touch her. The one night he dared to reach for her, she lost it, slapping him and throwing pillows his way. Matt feared this could be the end of his marriage. He was a complete mess, and after talking with Aiden, he felt even worse. Aiden, who had always been on his side, ripped him a new one. He berated him for his insensitivity and questioned how he could be so ungrateful. Aiden reminded him how much he claimed to love Melia and how she had always been the person he needed and was fully devoted to him. Aiden knew in this day and age, that was hard to find, and the fact that Matt had it and was taking it for granted enraged him.
Matt was in the doghouse with just about everyone, except Alex and Meg, and that was only because they had no knowledge of what was going on. When they found out, he knew he was sure to never hear the end of it. Alex was definitely going to go in on him with a vengeance, but he hoped Aiden would leave out all the trouble with Julia. Aiden had suggested that she be fired for all the interference she had been causing and because of their shared past, but her work was exemplary and he felt guilty for the way he had treated her in the past. He couldn’t afford to replace her at such short notice. He would have to continue to make his stance very clear and make sure she followed his rules.
Melia changed her clothes and flopped down next to him in bed. He smelled her sweet scent and longed to feel her against him, but he didn’t have the courage to get rejected again. She laid quietly beside him for over ten minutes, and then she rolled over to face him. The look he saw in her eyes was cold and displaced, he knew this was all his fault. He had taken his happy an
d energetic wife and turned her into a shell of herself. When he reached for her cheek, she flinched, but to his surprise, she didn’t slap him. She just closed her eyes and let a free tear roll down her cheek.
“I’m sorry. I really am, and I didn’t mean anything I said. I love you and Cici more than anything, and I don’t regret one thing about our lives.”
She pushed his hand away and turned her back suddenly. “I can’t listen to you right now. You’re clouding my judgment, and I have to think straight for both me and our daughter.”
“You don’t have to do this alone, she is both of our responsibility.”
“Yeah, she is, but she is only my choice. I chose her over everything else when she was born, and you’re just now deciding that she is important after almost a week of the cold shoulder. I don’t need you to pick her up when you’re fascinated and dropping her when the novelty wears off.”
“What are you saying?”
“I’m saying I want to sleep in separate bedrooms after tonight. You can stay here, but I want you to think of us as doing a trial separation.”
“You’re leaving me?” Matt cried out emotionally. “What about our vows did they mean anything to you?”
She sat up and crossed her arms over her chest. “Our vows meant something to me, but my child means more. When it comes to a choice between the two, she wins.”
“What about me? What about us and everything we mean to each other?”
“I love you, you know I do, but love isn’t enough obviously. You need time to grow up, and I’m giving it to you. Cici and I will be fine. You need to work on you and learn how to prioritize. Until then, I can’t be with you.”
Matt huffed and fell back on the bed. He felt like the wind had been knocked out of him. He thought she would have calmed down by now. Instead, she had severed their relationship for god knows how long. He knew once she had her mind made up, she wasn’t backing down easily. This was the worst possible outcome to their fight, and he had only himself to blame. He watched her as she laid back down and placed a pillow between them, she really meant business, and all he could do was sit back and watch.
