by C. M. Steele
“So you’re the one who got my son to take the train? It’s nice to meet you.”
“It’s nice to meet you two as well.” My woman is blushing, but that’s her thing so I’m relaxed. After what they knew from Adam, I was worried about the opposition, not that I’d tolerate any disrespect, but for anyone to doubt her sweetness would tick me off.
“Do you two want to do lunch?” Dad asks us.
Blossom answers for us. “Actually, I was about to make some food before we leave.”
“Do you want to stay? Blossom is a phenomenal cook.”
“Oh, you’re going out? We don’t want to intrude.” Ha. Too late for that.
“I’m taking her away for the weekend, but we aren’t leaving until rush hour dies down.”
“I told him we don’t need to go anywhere, but he doesn’t listen to me. It’s easier to stay home instead of traveling.”
“It is, but I have a court case that could last a long time. I want to treat my woman to something special because her ass is going to be locked up until I feel safe with her being alone in the city.” Both women roll their eyes at me, but my father gives me the nod. After losing my mother, my father doesn’t take Shirley’s safety for granted and when it comes to Blossom neither will I.
“Men…they think we need to always be spoiled.”
“He’s spoiled me already.”
“I haven’t spoiled you at all.”
“Um…I was homeless a week ago. I consider myself spoiled.”
“Babe, you ain’t seen nothing yet. I plan to do a lot more than giving you a home.”
“Woohoo! Grandbabies!” Shirley chimes with a happy dance. “Come on, Brooke, let’s go make some food for our men.”
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It doesn’t take long before Shirley is interrogation mode. Hell we just walked into the kitchen when she asks, “So Brooke, how did you and Devin meet?”
“I was on my way to find the train when we knocked into each other. Devin tackled me to the ground.”
“Oh my, for real?”
“Yeah. It was shocking, but a pleasant surprise. I never expected to fall in love when I came here to find a job.”
“I thought you were with Adam when you arrived. He said you two broke up because of Devin.”
“No way. Adam and I broke up over six months ago when I caught him cheating on me with another girl. He offered to help me get back on my feet after my parents’ death by getting me a job with his father.”
“That’s what Mark said after Devin left the house. I knew Adam was lying, but he’s my boy so I try to give him the benefit of the doubt.”
“I guess I can understand that.”
“I always hoped we could be one big, happy family, but Adam is no different than his father was. I just hope he gets the help he needs.”
“Me, too. Devin has made it clear he doesn’t want me to have anything to do with Adam anymore.”
“That’s understandable.”
“I’m sorry that I caused a rift between them.”
“Oh, honey, don’t worry about it. They’ve never gotten along. Poor Adam has always been jealous of Devin and refuses to see his failure is based off his hate for Devin.”
After our little talk, we finish the chicken fettuccine alfredo and serve the men. Devin is wearing such a big-ass grin on his face it’s contagious, and I smile along with him.
Chapter 12
It takes us until eleven at night to arrive at the bed and breakfast Devin picked out for us. He’s brought along his work, which he apologized profusely for, but I knew he was supposed to work instead of his parents staying all afternoon. The place is so charming and it’s in the heart of this small town. On the way here, I asked him how he got this together so fast. I wondered if he brought other women here. Hugging me tightly, he told me that he’d been planning it since my first morning at the house. To ease my mind and inexperienced heart, he said he never took an ex on a trip before. It made me smile the whole ride. It’s immature and petty, but he’s my one and only.
The moment we enter our room, he pins me to the bed. Stripping me bare in seconds, he growls, “This was the longest ride of my life. Fuck, I wanted to be in between your thighs every time you rubbed them together.”
“The look you kept giving me was the reason I had to rub them together.”
“Since I caused us so much discomfort, let me make it better.” With a grunt, he starts to attack my body. From my mouth down my neck, then to my breast, he licks, sucks and bites. I cry out, begging for more.
“More?”
“Yes…please…Devin.”
“No need to beg, baby. I’ve got you.” He grinds his hard cock against my body before sliding down to the floor on his knees. Parting my thighs, he attacks my pussy so intensely I arch my back, nearly doing a backbend. My mind is lost to the pleasure.
I shout out his name as I come. “Devin! Dev!”
I hear a satisfied chuckle as he stands up, strips himself, and lines his cock up with my pussy. Lifting my legs to his shoulders, he enters me. He grunts and starts working my body while staring at me with eyes full of promise and hunger. “Blossom, you feel too damn good. Tell me, babe. Tell me what I want to hear.”
I already know what it is because I’ve told him all day. “I love you, Devin.”
“Thanks, babe. I love you so damn much.” He grunts before thrusting once more and pulling out. Before I can ask what the hell, he’s pushing my legs apart, sliding us both to the middle of the bed and climbing on top of me. Devin fills me back up before taking one of my nipples into his mouth. I love the way he teases them. This is all new to me but every bite feels perfect. Even though we’ve had sex several times today and I’m sore, I don’t care, I want more of him. I want everything he can give me. It isn’t long before I’m right with him and on the brink of coming again. The feeling of his thick, long cock stretching and overpowering my pussy sends shivers all over and I beg for more. I want to feel every ounce of his power engulf me, so I pull his head down then press his shoulders down.
“I need to feel you on me, Devin. Please.”
He gives me a nod before grinding his body against mine. His hands take mine prisoner and lift them above my head. I let him take control, possess me. The feel of his chest hairs against my breasts sends me over and I start to come. “Oh, my…” I sigh.
Oh Lord, he leans down taking my mouth and absorbing my soul-shattering orgasm and gives me his own. Growling deep within his chest, my lover comes inside my convulsing walls. Our bodies are sweaty and our hearts are racing when he rolls off me and takes me into his arms.
“Goodnight, love.”
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Fuck. I can’t believe our weekend is almost over. It went by way too fast for my liking. Tomorrow, I’m due back in court and I can’t fathom the idea of spending the day away from her. The bench trial should be wrapped up in one day, but I always have others on my plate. I can take on fewer cases later on, but for now, my agenda’s jammed packed.
“Why do you look ready to punch a wall?”
“It’s nothing.”
“Don’t give me nothing. That look isn’t a happy one.”
“It’s just that we’re having such a good time, but I really have to get back to work.”
“Tell me about it. I’m going to miss you every day, but I’ll see you every night. Hopefully, you won’t have to always work so late.”
“I hope so, too. Come here.” She walks up to me and I wrap my arms around her. “You’re the best thing to happen to me, Blossom. I’m just being selfish and spoiled. So let’s enjoy the rest of our morning before we hit the road. What do you want to do?”
She gives me a dirty smirk and I know what she has in mind. I return her look with one of my own. The one I know gets her sweet pussy all wet. I stare down at her body and eye her enormous breasts. Licking my lips, I caress them before leaning down and taking her into my mouth. I suck hard before moving to the other one, careful to not neglect
it. When I suck on her left nipple, it goes straight to her core and her body buckles. My groan is muffled with her big titty, but she knows I like the way she responds to me. While I savor her large breasts, I slip my hand into her panties; her pussy’s drenched, hardening my cock to the fucking max. She’s purring and sighing while I tease the hell out of her.
My hand is soaked, so I pull away from her body to lick her juices off my fingers. “Mm…so fucking tasty.” I kiss her roughly, letting her taste herself. She moans and pulls away, dropping to her knees. She’s never done this to me, and I’m so damn hard, I’ll probably come if she touches it. I try to stop her, but she swats my hands and pulls down my boxers letting my cock bob in front of her lovely lips. She looks up while licking them, tormenting and seducing me easily. I’m fucking putty in her hands.
She runs her hands slowly up my calves to the back of my thighs. Wrapping one hand around my shaft while the other has a firm grip on my ass, she guides my cock into her hot mouth. My head is barely past her parted lips when I let out a little pre-come. She pulls back and licks the rest of the cum off my tip before taking me down as deep as she can. My heart’s pounding in my dick, I’m too far gone to tell her to stop before I nut, but she doesn’t care. I start moaning out as I jet streams of my cum into her mouth. Without gagging, she swallows all of my release and sucks me deeper into her mouth. My knees nearly give out after she sucks the life out of me.
I pull her up from her knees and she purrs, “Mm…so fucking tasty.” I kiss her, not giving a shit about my taste on her tongue. We stand there making out before my phone rings. Shit. Rosalie probably needs something. I answer it without looking because I’m enjoying Blossom’s tongue and lips tasting my chest.
“Williams.”
“Hey, Devin. I need to talk to you.” I hear his voice and I’m pissed.
“What do you want?” I snarl into the phone. Blossom pauses, but I rub her hair letting her know I like what she’s doing and not to stop. Plus, my jealousy wants her to go lower and work on giving me another hummer.
“I just wanted you to know that I’m sorry for everything and ask you to keep Brooke safe.” Her name out of his mouth ticks me off further.
“What’s going on, Adam?” Blossom stops her assault on my poor body with a curious look.
“Nothing, it’s just I fucked up before with her. I shouldn’t have hit her and made her afraid of me. I wanted to say sorry before it’s all too late. Keep her safe.” Before I can yell at him, he hangs up.
I grip Blossom’s arms and lift her up to look me in the eye. “He hit you?” I can’t control the anger ripping through my body.
“Um…yes. It’s the reason I didn’t stay.”
“How come you didn’t tell me?”
“Devin, please. It’s not that important. He was drunk and high.”
“So that makes it okay?”
She pushes away from me. “Listen, did I say it was okay? I left right away. I didn’t stay to see what else he could do to me,” she says, her voice cracking with tears. Damn it, I made her cry.
“I’m sorry, Blossom.”
“No. It’s fine. I should’ve told you, but I didn’t want you to be madder at him than you already were. It was nothing more than a slap to my face.”
“I’m never going to let anything happen to you.”
Something about the way Adam said to keep her safe scared me. “Babe, it’s time to go home.”
Chapter 13
I have to leave early this morning and can’t shake a strange feeling like something bad is about to happen. I warn her four times after I make love to her this morning that I don’t want her leaving the house. Since I have no choice, I leave for the courthouse and meet with Rosalie and my co-counselors.
“Wow, you made it, Devin,” Richard Cromwell, my partner says.
“Well, I spent the weekend with my fiancée. So go fuck off.”
“About time, man.” He claps me on the back and we head into the courtroom to deal with our latest case. They give us a brief recess, but I’m in conference with my client almost the whole time. There are several calls to my cell, but it’s been on silent in my briefcase. Fuck. They’re all from Blossom. I call but it goes straight to voicemail. I send a text because I’m still in court. During the rest of the trial, my ringer is on vibrate. I can’t concentrate waiting for her to call me back. I knew I shouldn’t have left this morning. I felt it.
The moment the judge dismisses us until his decision tomorrow morning, I’m on my phone. I get no answer and it’s killing me. Two minutes later, my phone rings. I don’t recognize the number, but it’s local.
“Mr. Williams. This is Mary Hart, a nurse at Chicago Medical Center. Miss Bennett was involved in a hit and run today. Please come to the hospital as soon as you can.”
“What? What do you mean a hit and run?” I roar. My mind is reeling with all the possibilities.
“She was struck by a driver running a red light, but sir, that’s the only thing I can say.”
“I’m on my way.” I hang up and barely get a word out to my guys, but they heard me anyway and understood.
As soon as I got done with the call, I make my way to the hospital. How the fuck did she get hit by a car when she was supposed to be in the house? Rushing through the Emergency Room, I’m stopped by the damn mall cops working there.
“I’m trying to get to my fiancée, Blossom Bennett. She was hit by a car this morning.”
“Sir, let me get you the right person to speak with,” the guard guy says. That makes me panic more, wondering what he’s hiding from me. Nothing should have happened to my Blossom. I was supposed to protect her. Damn it, why couldn’t she have stayed in the house? The tears are welling in my eyes and it’s freaking me out. I don’t want to deal with this again. I won’t survive the loss.
A woman in scrubs approaches. “Mr. Williams?”
“Yes, that’s me. Where is she? I’ve got to see her. Please, tell me she’s okay.”
“Sir, she’s fine. It was her who gave us the number to call you.”
“Thank God,” I sigh. Relief engulfs me.
“If you’ll follow me, I’ll take you there.”
We go up to the third floor and she’s in the first room. She has a small bandage on her head and a cast on her arm.
She’s looking away from the door so she doesn’t see me there. The nurse said Blossom is heavily medicated and will be falling asleep soon. Fuck, seeing her like this is a punch in the gut and balls. I want whoever did this to pay. I enter the room and walk up to her bed. “So I guess you can’t cook for me for a while?”
“Oh, Devin! You’re okay!” she shouts as I wrap my arms around her gently, needing to feel close to her.
I don’t know why she would say something like that. I wonder if it’s the drugs. “Of course, I’m okay. Why wouldn’t I be?”
“I got a call telling me that you were hurt in a car accident. I rushed out of the apartment and as I went to catch a cab, a car ran the red light.”
“Who the fuck told you I was in an accident? I’ve been in court all day.”
“Adam…” I try to control my rage, but why was she even talking to him. I told her I wanted her to have nothing to do with him. I made it perfectly clear that if he called, never to pick up and to call me right away.
“It’s not like you think. He called the phone with a number I didn’t know. I answered it and he told me that he was calling from the hospital. That I needed to rush on over.”
I visualize beating Adam to death. There’s no forgivable reason to start some shit like this. After he called yesterday, I know this is something he planned out.
“I’m tired, Devin.”
“Okay, love. Get some sleep. I’m right here and not going anywhere.” I give her a kiss as she closes her eyes. Once she’s asleep, I sit back in the cushy chair and think about what I’m going to do to Adam once I get a hold of him. I can’t believe he hates me that much that he would set Blossom up.
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While I’m plotting ways to make him pay, my father calls.
“What’s up, Dad?”
“Son, Adam’s dead.” Shock and sudden guilt for my thoughts of killing him enter my head.
“What?! What do you mean?”
“He got mixed up with some bad people. We found drugs in his apartment, but nothing to tell us who shot him.”
“I’m confused, Dad. How, why?”
“When he stopped by this afternoon, I could tell something was wrong. He kept telling us that he loved us and that he was sorry for all the bad he’d done, but he was planning on getting help. That he would be a changed man. It was about three when he left.” He paused, his tears taking over. Fuck. As furious as I am for what happened, I’d always felt pity and sadness for Adam. He was so young when things changed dramatically for him. Instead of being happy about a big brother, he was depressed. It never seemed to get better, and the closer Shirley and I grew or the more successful I became, the worse Adam would become.
The tears ease over the phone, then my dad continues with what happened. “He left us to go home and pack, or so he said. I stopped by his place to try and figure out what he had planned, but I was already too late. He was found in his car on the 63rd exit on Dan Ryan. Supposedly, it was a random drive-by shooting. I know it’s not unheard of, but the way he left today…he seemed scared for his life.”
“Dad, did he say anything about Blossom or me?”
“Only that he was sorry about the trouble he caused and hoped one day you could forgive him.”
“Dad, I’m in the hospital. Blossom was hit by a car today.”
“What the hell? Oh my God. Is she okay?”
“Thankfully, yes. She’s got a broken arm, bruising and some cuts, but otherwise okay. The thing is…I don’t know if it was Adam who hit her, but he’s the reason she was out of the house today.”
“I don’t understand.” I explain to him about the call from Adam yesterday and the call to Blossom today.
