- Look, we carry nine months, and they leave their parents' face. I not yet resigned myself to it.
- Well, at least your children have your eyes. Ben has nothing to me.
We laughed together.
- You know, Neil told me about what Nathan did to you - she holds my hand on the baby - We're sorry. Neil sorry, Penelope.
I shrug. This has not hurt me anymore.
- It's not important now. I have my son and the man I love. In the end, we won.
- We were going to visit them soon - she apologizes - but we were just taking a little longer to the couple, guess who preferred privacy.
My heart face. She pretends not to notice. Indeed, we close ourselves in a cocoon.
- I wish I had gone to see you too, when it was ...
- Do not worry - Jenny interrupts with the affable voice - did much for Neil and me. I will always be grateful.
This is one of those moments where emotions keep us from utter any word. In fact, no need. And for a few minutes, we were just silent in babies company.
- Do not you find it strange sometimes? - Jenny asks, making me look at her.
- What?
- We went through so many things, and now look, we are already mothers.
Ponder his observation. When Maxwell left me in that church when I felt so humiliated to the point of leaving town, I never thought it would fall in love, and that love would completely change the course of my life
- Maybe it's crazy what I'm going to say - speak in a quiet voice - For my son, it was worth it all. Benjamin was the best thing that happened in my life.
- I thought the best was the Adam - it causes.
- A would not exist without the other.
- I'm glad you're here, Penelope. Not only in the city. But in our lives - she smiles - I always thought that we would be friends one day.
- I also - I smile back - Now we can change maternal experiences. And get pregnant together again.
It widens his expressive blue eyes and shakes his head.
-. I not stopped here.
- I do not think Neil is content to stop here.
- Then he has his own babies.
- I want other children - I confess - I am an only child. I want Ben has a beautiful family, with brothers who love, like his father.
I had not talked to Adam about it yet. Not with the health condition of Benjamin hovering in our heads, but I wish a big family.
- When is the wedding?
- Marriage? We not talked about it yet - I point the baby - It's going too fast. We have skipped this step.
- Oh, of course - she looks away and change the subject - Right. Tell me about your pregnancy. My delivery was comical. He believes that Peter fainted?
I give laughter when she tells me in detail, all that man passing out to see a baby come into the world. After I tell about my own birth and the complications we had.
- One of the reasons for coming today is that I would like to apologize to Neil for me. I do not know when returning to work. Of course, if he still wants.
- Do not worry - Jenny caresses the hand of Benjamin - I'm sure it will be fine.
The afternoon passed quickly. Jenny insisted that Dylan take us back and warned that the next visit would be it.
When Adam arrives, we talk about our day while preparing dinner. He suggested hiring a cook, but I like that dynamic. We talked while I cook and he takes care of the baby.
At the end of the night, to go down, I find the room in the dark. We're not going to the couch as usual. Adam pulls me to the center of the room. Takes control and a more romantic version of the Latch music starts playing.
Your arms around my waist. Our bodies come together. He leads me in the music beat, singing the words softly in my ear. It is almost a caress in her husky, sexy voice, burning every particle in my body.
Piece by piece, our clothes are falling. The music changes to a more romantic. We are face to face, our naked bodies, bathed in the light of the moon coming through the window.
We kissed. We explore our bodies unhurried. Feeling each other. He lay me down gently. His eyes fixed on mine, speak more than his lips could say. Embrace it with my arms and legs. And when he takes me, I give myself completely, receiving in return all the love that he is able to provide.
My love.
Words are whispered in my ear as we reached the highest point of pleasure.
I had found my happiness. And as he said, there was no possibility that I let go.
Chapter 44
Adam
It would be similar to many night we've ever had, if I did not really yearned to be elsewhere, specifically with others.
Today is a day of poker with Peter, Richard and Liam, in the house of Neil. I could have brought Penelope and my son to spend a few hours with Jenny and the other women, but the reason for being here has nothing to do with the game, or a few moments of relaxation with my friends. Incidentally, if the attending reason was not important to me, it is unlikely my presence here tonight, with or without my Charmosa and little Ben.
I know I'm being selfish, paranoid, possessive, but I like this little world in which we lived. Of all the special and only our moments. I do not want to share them with anyone, as will soon happen - Penelope returning to work on the DET, Benjamin going to school and gaining the world.
Yes, I would hold them in a crystal box, where only I could touch and admire. And I love that they are mine, but I hate that they are not my property, patented and exclusive Crighton seal.
However, I realized that loving someone is to let other people love them. Not as I love, I am arrogant enough to know that no one will ever love in the same way, with such intensity.
But I'm relatively generous to the point of knowing that I need to share my great treasures with others, as our friends, for example. And now before them, I get to feel some shame for having asked both to my family, and especially to dear friends like Neil and Jenny, who did not appear in our house in the early days of peace.
Probably the reason that drove me to it has been my great propensity to do a lot of shit. However, as my intentions were the purest and noblest possible, give me the right to forgive me.
Going back to what matters most, the reason for agreeing to spend a few hours away from home, do I need the help of all of them to something very special: ask Penelope to marry.
I could go the traditional -dinner candlelight, flowers and a beautiful ring. Was this what she would expect from me. But I want something unique, something unforgettable, and keep it forever in your heart. Something that serves as inspiration for Benjamin when you find your true love. Something to be forever marked in our history.
But I'm not the best in ideas when it comes to the heart. And I do not want to spoil this time playing the fool.
- I'm thinking of doing a serenade, and I wonder if I can count on you? - Timidly beginning to pick up my letters - I want Penelope to marry me soon. We have a son now. Not only for Benjamin, of course. I love her so much. I am completely crazy about this woman. I think this has been very clear, too.
Telling truculent four big guys that you are a passionate jerk is not easy, even less if they are your friends, and even less if you are the kind of friends who love to put you in the fire of debauchery and mockery.
I see each of them, feeling a certain nervousness.
- Do you still want to kidnap her? - Peter ends to distribute the cards and looks at me.
- I believe it is no longer necessary - say, calm.
- Hey, this is my idea - Richard points out the beer bottle in my direction - Use your own ideas, handsome.
I would send him some appropriate place, if at some point I had not contemplated using his idea.
- Seriously, you guys are too complicated. One escapes with the woman. The other kidnaps the woman - Liam, with his typical sardonic way, will punctuating and pointing to each of us - the other flees the woman ... The other runs behind the woman.
Suddenly, the conversati
on switches to a discussion meaningless - do not you dare talk to my wife - Richard and Neil very excited to defend them.
Liam is annoying sometimes. The focus here is my problem.
- Enough! - Knock on the table, interrupting them. They are like children playing in the playground if the police cart is better than the Fireman - I want to know if you will help me in what I ordered.
Richard stares at me, his face reflecting shame.
- You can count on this new plan? - He asks - I did not pay much attention.
Take a deep breath, glaring at it with eyes.
- You know I did a lot of shit with Penelope ...
- Oh, no - Liam supporting his chin on his hand - I did not know that.
Liam will pay me one day. I remember the message of Austin and I feel much better. How they say? Revenge is a dish best served cold. I will enjoy my slowly when the time comes.
- Liam, can you stop being funny man once in your life? - I ask angry, trying to get them to have focus.
- It's force of habit - he moves his hand, saying I can continue.
- As I said - still, hoping not to be interrupted this time - I want to make up for all the shit I did. I want to make a special request. Peter, you play guitar, and you play harmonica, Liam. Richard has a bearable voice. I sing well.
I get a storm of protest. Morons.
- Where I come in this story? - Neil leaning on the table - I do not play and not singing anything.
- You do figuration - Liam causes, touching her face - It's so cute.
I look at the ceiling, cursing myself for having had the stupid idea to include these imbeciles guys something very important to me.
- But that's so corny! - Peter pronounced disgusted face, but I see a hell of a twinkle in his eyes.
- Only women like - Liam comes in my defense - The more corny, better. I vote in serenade.
Deep breath.
Okay, maybe not a great idea, not the most original, but I never considered myself very good in the question novel.
- All right - play cards, delivering the points - Does anyone have a better idea than mine?
To my surprise, Paige had, or rather would.
When she emerged, with some slimy and green stuff on your face, I had a slight feeling that would put me in a tight spot. But as she is a woman, and women understand other women, so I accepted the help, that seemed to be true. And in the end something went wrong, I would still have the justification that I trusted a crazy woman.
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I ended up not getting to the last move as everyone would like. By the time all was partially resolved, I wanted to return home immediately. Paige would be ahead of all the details, I just have to wait for the green light, and that the big day would come soon.
When I go, the house is quiet. I cross the room in the dim light, I climb the flights of stairs skipping steps and go straight to the room.
I should have gotten used to the certainty that Penelope and Benjamin are permanent in my life. But although the feeling is not as strong as in the early days, the fear that I leave home and do not find the most when you come back, it's still very scary.
And I just calm down when I see them, safe and happy. As at that time. The two quiet ones in our bed. Benjamin with eyes attentive to the shadows on the wall, while devouring his hand. Penelope is lying next to him, her back to me. The soft breath, I suppose you have fallen asleep while trying to put Ben to sleep.
I get a little closer, going to the foot of the bed, where I can have a privileged view of the two. The image immediately delights me. She keeps her left hand on the baby, and the right, which holds a my shirt, is close to his face.
You fuck! It's beautiful. And I was under the weather.
Completely silly, watching her so beautiful, conveying his love of such a simple way, but it makes my heart melt like ice cream on a summer day.
Making the least possible noise, I approach the bed and caught Benjamin in my lap. Unable to resist, place a soft kiss on her lips and leave. I go to the baby's room. Now he stares at me, yawned once and shakes the hands restless.
- Hey, big guy? Is sleepy, is not it? - I talk to the still small voice - Fooled Mummy straight.
Way to the rocking chair by the window. Once Accommodotrainer with him, we started talking. I talk about my night at the home of Neil and about my plans to ask his mother in marriage.
Benjamin yawns one time or another during the narrative. When I finalize, he is fast asleep.
Place it in the cradle, turn on the baby monitor, and for a few minutes, I would be watching. My chest overflowing with love. How can someone so small it owns a big part of my heart?
- He slept? - She asks with a sleepy voice - I did not see you come, dear.
I feel your arms embark on my waist and soft body pressing my back when she hugs me. Fencing your arms and enjoy the effect that Penelope does to me.
Mind, heart, body and soul, each reacting differently to the magnificent woman who makes me captive to it.
- I arrived a short time ago - my voice sounds hoarse because of the excitement that is beginning to dominate me - and he's just sleeping.
Secure your arms and turn it to face me. The white silk nightgown, molding her slender body, slightly disheveled hair and look who has just woken up, are irresistibly sexy. I purr like a cat and pull it, sticking our bodies.
- I missed - pull away a few strands of hair and kiss on the curve between the neck and shoulder - I missed the hell out.
- Did you have fun? - She speaks moaning, as I continue my way kisses to get one of her breasts, awakened by desire.
Abocanho with ease; feel the taste of milk, which I had already gotten used to the taste, and I surprisingly exciting now.
- My fun begins now, my love ... - mumble taking her on my lap, stilling his surprise with a kiss that waited hours to prove - with you.
Are my instincts guide me to the bedroom. I'm totally on it. And my kisses transmit everything I need to say and to be lacking in words.
Hunger and desire. As if they were part of my DNA.
I slip it over my body. I hear the fugitive whisper in protest when I pull away a little to admire her a little more. I never get tired of it. How beautiful she is, how your body reacts to every touch I give, leading me to nothing less than crazy.
Secure the sweater bar and shot it, then I get rid of my shirt. It touches my chest with her soft and delicate hands. Immediately feel my skin burning. Frantic by the half-naked body view, I take my pants and underwear at the same time.
I take her breasts with my hands and mouth again, nipping with my teeth gently, pulling her moans eager for more.
I go down through your body, leaving traces of my lips where they go, hot and humid. Kiss the side of the waist, clutching the lacy panties that in a few seconds joins the other parts forgotten on the floor.
I stroke her leg from the thighs, knees, reaching the calf. My mouth is dry, my heart racing and my cock throbs desperately lusting be inside. But I want her to be so mad with desire as I am.
I concentrated on pleasuring her, secure her thighs, opening it for me a little more. I would venture to look at her; a big mistake. His eyes closed and his face contorted with pleasure, take what's left of my sanity.
Rub the indicator on your clitoris, causing it to bend. She moans and bites her lip, indulging in pleasure aroused there. I urge it more and more, sometimes putting a little more pressure on my finger in her sensitive button. I slip my finger in her opening and rave at how is wet for me. Wield an ankle and put my leg on my shoulder. My lips intending to only one thing: prove your taste, quenching the thirst in me. And so I do. Diving my mouth, as if she was my oasis in the desert, and suck hard. The way fantasized the way home.
- Oh Lord! - She mourns, clutching my hair, and I introduce my tongue - Oh, Adam!
I continue this dizzying adventure, making my with my mouth, penetrating her with my tongue, stimulating her clitoris with my fingers. Pulling your pleasure close
r.
Her moans in my ears make my dick swell. And when she climaxes, still in my mouth, I want more, much more.
- Safe in bed! - Command to turn it back to me.
Even I am feeling hungry, find a brief moment of delicacy to deposit a few kisses on his back. The reaction of your skin goose bumps is what leads me to thrust, hard and dry.
- Oh God! - Frantic cry when I will be swallowed up by it - Damn!
His intimacy embraces me as the purest silk. Soft and warm. Start with slow thrusts. One comes and goes smooth, delighting me, while his interior looks tighter around my cock increasingly hot.
We are literally in flames. Sweat making our skin glow.
The room smells of sex and love.
- More ... - she sobs, her movements accompanying my - Adam!
So I play. I dive deep, stronger, faster, harder, more explosive. See you indulge in a full enjoyment. Two or three hard rush and pour me into it. My whole being out of orbit.
Collapsed in bed, sated, happy, full.
- This is fun - play, pulling it over my chest - the best fun of my life.
She bites my chin a seductive and sweet way. The woman knows how to be sexy. Just make love, and give orders to my brain stick to it awaken again.
My heart still beats rampant.
- You know, I'm starting to love these poker nights - his mouth slides down my neck, eliciting a groan from me - If I return so ever, are all approved.
- Next time, I will carry along. You and Ben - answer to kiss her swollen lips - or rather, we here at home. It will be easier to take her to bed later.
- Naughty! - The slight crack in my arm causes laughter in me.
I never felt like this before. Free and at the same time as tied into one. It never was so special after sex and not so fun.
The big difference is that now I'm in love.
- Delicious! - My hand pops into your ass.
And so began, more a night that promised to be pleasurably long.
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I had taken pleasure in my work and the challenges it brings. And it is in the midst of a new and complicated case Hurricane Paige arises.
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