by Marla Monroe
Allen pinched and pulled and nipped and sucked while Shane worked his magic on her pussy. She came apart in their arms with wordless screams and mindless ecstasy clouding her eyes. They slowly brought her down until she was panting in their arms. Shane eased back between her legs.
“Baby, I want you so fucking much, but I need to know it’s okay with you.” Shane’s voice shook with emotion. “Please, baby.”
Chapter Thirteen
Parker was riding the wave of euphoria never wanting to come down. Then Shane’s words got through to her. She knew if she let him make love to her that she would be gone. Somehow she didn’t have the energy to care at that moment. She looked up into his eyes and said the only thing she could think to say.
“Fuck me, Shane.”
He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips, leaving behind her taste. Then he plunged into her swollen pussy with his cock and stroked his way in and out until his balls clapped against her ass. He stilled and waited there for her to regain control of her breathing once again.
“Am I hurting you?”
“No, move, Shane. Fuck me, please.”
He surged forward once more and began to tunnel in and out of her hot pussy. Her cunt squeezed down on him with each pass, earning her a growl from deep in his throat. He lifted her legs over his arms and adjusted his stance so that he rasped over her hot spot with each thrust of his dick deep inside her cunt. The pleasure was rolling inside her, still buoyant from the previous orgasm.
Allen’s cock bumped against her lips and she turned her head to lick him. He held it still for her to take the spongy head into her mouth. She sucked on it before running her tongue all around the ridge beneath the cap. He groaned. She hummed around him. Then she licked along the slit gathering the drop of pre-cum that formed there. She loved the salty essence of his seed. When he jerked in her mouth, she swallowed down the length of him to the back of her throat. It earned her a fuck yeah.
“Just like that, baby. Ah hell, suck it, Parker.”
She relaxed her throat and took more of him then swallowed around the head, squeezing tight on his dick. He groaned when she did it again.
“Baby, I’m going to come if you keep doing that. Hold off for a little longer. It feels too fucking good in your hot mouth.”
She moaned around him but backed off. Then Shane was pounding into her again over and over. She clamped down on his cock with her cunt, hoping to send him over at the same time as Allen. She felt him stiffen between her legs as he fought to regain control of his dick.
“Fuck! Do it again, baby. Your pussy is so tight…aw, hell.”
She took Allen to the back of her throat again and swallowed around him twice to hear him shout out as streams of hot cum filled her throat and mouth. She sucked and swallowed over and over as he emptied his seed.
Shane thrust twice more before rubbing on her clit to make her come again. She screamed around Allen’s dick in her mouth and tightened on Shane’s cock deep in her cunt. Stars exploded as her body convulsed around Shane’s. Allen had quickly pulled his cock from her mouth when she screamed. He bent and kissed her as she fought for breath and to remain conscious. It was so good. So very good.
They drifted in the hazy aftermath of damn good sex. She felt Shane pull out and crawl off the bed to dispose of the condom. Allen was curled around her on one side with his head on her breast. She could feel his warm breath blowing across a nipple. If she hadn’t been so exhausted, it might have been stimulating. Now she just felt sated and drowsy.
Shane returned to the bed and crawled up on the other side of her. He rested his head in the curve of her neck and kissed her there.
“That was amazing.”
“Yeah, it was.” She absently massaged Allen’s head.
Shane nipped at her shoulder and ran a hand over her lower waist, well clear of where Allen had thrown his. She could tell that Shane wanted to say something, but was holding back. She wanted to know what it was, but didn’t want to rush him. He could clam up faster than an oyster if you pushed him.
“Parker, move in with us and let us help take care of you. We won’t push you into anything you don’t want, but we need to be close to you and the baby.”
She lay there quiet for a long time trying to think. Everything circled in her head until she wasn’t sure what to say. Once again a niggling of a headache began. She closed her eyes and sighed.
“I’ll think seriously about it for a couple of days. That’s all I can promise you right now, Shane.”
“That’s a start. I’ll take whatever I can get, baby.” He kissed her on the shoulder then nipped her ear. “Get some sleep, baby. It’s still a while till morning.”
Parker knew when both men fell asleep. Their breathing grew heavier, as did their bodies. She found that she couldn’t sleep yet. Her mind was busy telling her all the reasons she shouldn’t move in with them while her heart was telling her the opposite. She didn’t push on either side, but just let her mind process it so that her headache wouldn’t get bad. They loved her. She hadn’t really expected them to tell her that. Did she believe them? She believed that they believed it. She just wasn’t sure they were really ready for such a big commitment.
And what about her? Was she ready for one? She guessed she had better be, because her days of messing around were over with. She had a child to take care of, and she wouldn’t be leaving him with a nanny or babysitter all the time. She would be a real mother to her child, just like her mom had been to her. She looked over toward the bedside table but couldn’t see the picture over Shane’s body. Still she knew it was there.
Could she have what her mom and dad had with two men instead of just one? Was she willing to take a chance and find out? That was the big question.
* * * *
The lilting sound of music woke Parker the next morning. It was her cell phone. It sounded like Sarah Beth’s ringtone. She was stuck between Shane and Allen with no easy way out. She gritted her teeth and went for Shane.
“Shane, wake up. I need to get up.”
“What…huh? Something wrong, baby?”
“Shh, no, I just need to get to my phone.”
“Oh, is that what I hear screeching?”
He moved off of her and helped her climb gingerly over him to reach the edge of the bed. Then he sat up and steadied her when she got up.
“Thanks, go back to sleep, Shane.”
She reached her phone about the time it went to voice mail.
“Crap.” Parker took the phone into the bathroom and called Sarah Beth back without even listening to the message.
“Hello, Parker, is that you?”
“Hey, Sarah Beth. Sorry I missed your call. I couldn’t get out of bed fast enough.”
“Where have you been? Do you have any idea what is going on here? Michael has it that you’re holed up with a biker gang having orgies. He’s teamed up with your stepmother, and they’re saying you’re not fit to raise your child. She’s trying to have you committed, Parker. You’ve got to do something.”
“Whoa, they can’t do that. I’ve never been in trouble with the law, or on drugs, or anything like that.”
“She’s good friends with Judge Hancock, and Dr. Adrian is one of her fuck buddies. Who knows, maybe the judge is, too.”
“Look, can you meet me somewhere to talk? Somewhere that you won’t be seen?”
“Sure. Just tell me where.”
Parker gave her directions to a diner not far from either of them. She promised to meet her there in thirty minutes.
After hanging up, she jumped in the shower then dried off and scrambled to dress as quietly as she could in hopes of not waking up the guys. She hurried downstairs to put her shoes on and found a paper and pen to leave them a note.
Meeting Sarah Beth for early lunch. Will be back soon. Parker
“You’ll need help to work the alarm, Parker.”
She jerked around to find Allen standing in the kitchen doorway with nothing but a pair
of unbuttoned jeans on and a sleepy expression.
“I’m sorry I woke you up. I left a note. I’ll be back in a couple of hours.”
“Why don’t you let me dress and I’ll take you? I don’t like for you to be out by yourself with everything going on.”
“I’ll be fine. I’m meeting Sarah Beth to talk. My stepmother is working with Michael to get me committed. I need to know what is going on.”
“You’re not going alone then, Parker. This could be a setup.” He held up his hand. “I’m not saying Sarah Beth is a part of it, but she could be followed. Let me throw on some clothes. Please.”
She bit her lower lip, but nodded. Maybe he was right and she was just walking into something she wouldn’t be able to get out of.
“Where are you meeting her?”
Parker told him about the diner and waited as he ran upstairs to get dressed. She checked her watch and grimaced. Just when she was about to take a chance and brave the security system, he came bounding down the stairs with Shane right behind him.
“Let’s go.” Allen fooled with the keypad then opened the kitchen door to the garage.
He closed and locked the doors as Shane got the garage door opened and pulled out his bike.
“Ride with me, baby.” Shane held up a helmet for her. She snapped it on and climbed on back.
Allen pulled out right behind them. They raced through traffic and made it to the diner with seconds to spare. Once Parker had climbed off, the guys stood close to her and walked her inside to where Sarah Beth and her fiancé were sitting in a small booth in back.
James Thornton stood up. He extended his hand and signaled the waitress that they were going to change booths.
“We’ll take the large one in the back,” he told her. The five of them scooted into the large circular booth.
“I’m so glad you didn’t come alone. I’ve been so worried about you. Michael and your stepmother are pushing to have you declared mentally incapable of raising a child. She wants custody. I think Michael is sleeping with her.” Sarah Beth was frantic.
James patted her hand. “Nothing is going to happen, honey.”
“Damn right it’s not,” Allen said. “She’s the one who is crazy if she thinks she can have Parker thrown in an asylum.”
“If you don’t show up at the hearing tomorrow, they may be able to do it, Parker.”
“What hearing? How can they have something like that without notifying me?”
“You haven’t been around lately. They said they’ve tried to find you, but can’t. Michael has been spreading the rumor that you’re, um, having sex with a gang of bikers.”
“Aw, hell.” Shane leaned back against the vinyl of the booth seat.
“I don’t think their wives would appreciate that,” Parker said.
“This isn’t funny, Parker!” Sarah Beth was beside herself.
“Easy, honey.” James took her hand and squeezed it. “I’m sure her men will take care of everything.”
“James, you’re a lawyer. I want to hire you to represent me. What do I need to do?”
“Parker, I’ll be glad to help you in any way I can, but I’m an estate lawyer, not the type you actually need.”
“Don’t worry about a lawyer, baby. We’ve got that covered.” Allen stood up and slipped out of the booth. “I’ll be right back.”
The waitress returned with their drink orders then left them alone again. Parker was growing nervous now. She hadn’t expected this change of events.
“So, what do you suggest Parker do to protect herself against them?”
“Well, to be honest with you, the best thing she can do is get married.”
“Married?” Parker frowned. “What has getting married got to do with anything?”
“Your husband will be your official next of kin and can keep you out of a hospital. He can also take custody of the baby should anything happen. I don’t mean to be morbid, but you know how I feel about your father’s death, Parker.” James sighed.
“I can’t just get married to keep from going to a hospital. That’s not right. I shouldn’t have to prove anything to anyone. I’ve never been in any type of trouble.”
“Parker, you and Sarah Beth both have pushed the envelope so many times that the right judge and the right doctor will declare you mentally unstable and a danger to yourself and your baby.”
“I’m not going to let them do this to me. I can’t believe this is happening.” Parker wrapped her arms around herself. Shane pulled her in closer to him.
“We really appreciate you letting us know all of this. Where is the hearing tomorrow?”
“Judge Hancock’s chambers at 10:00 a.m. Dr. Adrian will be there, Parker. He is the one who treated you after you found your father’s body. He’s going to tell them that you’re still mentally unstable from that and that you’re delusional about how he died.”
“Delusional my ass. Elaine pushed him down those stairs. She’d done it before, but he’d been lucky.”
“Parker, if you get married, everything would be taken care of, but you would lose the rest of your inheritance to her. I doubt Shane and Allen would be able to help manage Montgomery Oil.”
“I don’t give a damn about the money, Sarah Beth. As much as I don’t want her to get her hands on it, I would still have my half and my child would be safe. I have to think.”
Allen returned to the booth and looked at Shane with a confident expression.
“What is it, Allen?” Parker asked, catching their exchange.
“I have our lawyer, and he’s going to represent you. He’s in family law. He wants to see us as soon as we can get to his office.”
“Here’s my card. Tell him to call me if he has any questions about the conditions of her father’s will or what’s going on over on this side of the street.” James handed Allen his card and winked. “I’m going to take Sarah Beth home and get her calmed down. She’s been a nervous wreck ever since she found out.”
They paid their tab and filed out of the diner. Parker felt as if her entire world had been blown apart with her still on it. What was she going to do? Her stepmother could pull it off if anyone could. The bitch was rich and devious. She rode behind Allen this time and relaxed against his back as they headed for the business district of Dallas. The tall, concrete buildings seemed so cold and impersonal to Parker. She much preferred the warm neighborhood where Shane and Allen lived. It felt like a home to her. Even her condo no longer felt right.
They pulled into a parking garage then took an elevator to the twelfth floor of the office building. Allen walked up to the secretary and informed her of their appointment with Mr. Coulter and was told it would be just a few minutes. He was on the phone.
“Parker, baby. No matter what we need to do, we’ll do it. Try not to worry.” Allen kept rubbing her shoulder.
She was secretly thankful for the comforting touch of his hand. She leaned against Shane’s sturdy chest.
“Excuse me. Mr. Coulter will see you now.” She led them to an office and closed the doors behind them.
Andrew Coulter was a man of medium height and medium build. He had sandy-blond hair and a kind face. He was somewhere in his mid-fifties. He stood up and rounded the end of the desk to shake their hands.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I just wish it had been under better circumstances. Ms. Montgomery, have a seat and fill me in on what’s going on. Allen gave me the bare nuts and bolts.”
Parker drew in a deep breath and filled him in on everything that had happened from her first meeting with Allen and Shane to what they had just found out. She then told him about her father’s death and his will.
Allen handed him James Thornton’s card. “He said if you have any questions we couldn’t answer, he would be happy to fill you in.
“Well, let me just tell you some basic facts, and then we’ll go from there. I know the judge your stepmother is, um, involved with. He can easily be bought. I wouldn’t want to be on the wrong end of his
gavel, Parker. The second thing is James is right. Your best bet is to get married. If we had time, I would see if there was a way around the will, but you just don’t have a lot of time.”
“I don’t care about the will. I just hate that I have to have a husband to fight her on this. I want to get married when I decide to get married, and not because I have to.”
“I can understand that. I will be glad to fight this with you, but because of the short amount of time, I’m afraid we are out of options. If we can get an extension, I can line up some witnesses to prove you’re stable and have a physician declare you mentally capable of taking care of yourself and your baby.”
“What do we need to do to get an extension?” Allen asked.
“I’ve already contacted the judge in anticipation of needing one and am waiting to hear back from him. In the meantime, I’d like permission to explore your situation, Mr. Ratliff.”
“Whatever you need to take care of Parker.” Shane signed his name to the release.
“Baby? Why don’t we fly to Las Vegas and get married. It will assure that no one can do anything to you or the baby.” Allen took her hand. “You know how we feel.”
“Mr. Coulter, will my having two men in my life cause a problem for me with my baby?”
He sighed and grimaced. “It shouldn’t, but I can’t promise it won’t. You’re going to have a lot of publicity with this. It means every aspect of your life will be fodder for the public’s right to know. I don’t think the judge can do anything based solely on how many men you sleep with, but he can sensationalize it.”
“It’s all about the money.” Parker hung her head.
Well, she’d show that bitch. She would marry her men and prove that money didn’t matter to her. She had all she needed to take care of her baby. She just wished she could have said yes to them without being made to.
