I find Greg in the kitchen. I falter in my steps and hope he didn’t notice. I fumble to say something and come up lost. “Hi.”
“Hi, yourself. I just got in and missed supper. Are you here for food or snack?” His tone is easy going and I feel foolish for trying to avoid him.
“Food, real food. I ate fruit and cheese for lunch and I want a meal. I’m hoping to find some leftovers.” Digging into the refrigerator I find meatloaf and vegetables. While it heats, I cut some of the bread that was baked today… I love having someone else cook.
Not wanting to be rude, I join Greg at the table and we eat in a quiet but friendly silence. I must have been hungrier than I thought because my plate is empty before I know it and then I want something sweet, but don’t see anything easy.
I hear Tiffi’s laughter before I see her. She comes into view and she has Kenneth with her. I get my customary hug and kiss from her while she is grinning like a Cheshire cat. “What has you so happy?”
“Match is going to show me where Miss Rae hides the goodies. I want a sweet snack.”
I look at the two of them back and forth. ”She hides the sweets? Why?” This is odd. Why would she hide them? Are they for a special occasion? “I want a sweet treat too.”
Kenneth looks at me and I see a grin beginning. “What are you going to give me for it?” His words are teasing and I feel a bit shy.
“What did Tiffi do to get one?” I look at Tiffi and see a mischievous glint in her eyes. Her grin is covering her face and she is biting her cheek to keep from laughing. I know this look since I’ve been on the receiving end of this look many times.
Kenneth looks from me to Tiff and he shakes his head at her. “She promised not to tell others where they are kept. Miss Rae made peanut butter brownies because I asked her to and I don’t want everyone to know where they are.”
I look between them and settle on Kenneth. “She promised?”
“Yes, she even pinky swore promised. Said it was a special promise you taught her.”
Nodding my head, “Yes I taught her pinky promises.” Greg has been quiet during this and he is sitting back watching with a smile. I don’t know if he knows what a pinky swear is and I don’t know if I should tell him or not. I want the brownie. “Pinky swear promises are something important. Taught both girls when they were young. I can honestly say they have used them, true.”
Kenneth seems to consider my words then make his way to the linen closet where the table cloths and paper products are stored then I watch as he moves towels and pulls out a large plastic container. He brings it to the table and opens the lid. Oh my. The smell of dark chocolate mixed with peanut butter is heavenly. I would promise to hand over the Play Pen for these and it takes all my will power to not grab the box and run.
Watching Tiff eat her brownie and enjoying my own I glance between her and Kenneth. She is still grinning around each bite. I decide to start a bit of mayhem. “Tiffi, you going to explain it or should I?”
I see the confusion on Kenneth’s face and the devilment on Tiffi’s. Greg is just watching and I can’t tell if he knows what is coming or not. Tiffi shakes her head no and winks at me. Kenneth catches her and knows something is up. “Elizabeth, will you explain this pinky promise swear in detail? I think I might have missed something.”
I can’t stop the giggle that escapes. “Did you grab her pinky and shake on it?” He nods his head yes with a confused expression. “Then she made a pinky swear.”
“Then why do I feel used?” I can’t hold in the laughter anymore and the guys are watching me as I try to catch my breath. They don’t seem to notice Tiffi loading her napkin with a few more brownies.
“It’s very simple Kenneth, pinky promises are made to be broken. Something you promise with no intention to keep if it gets you something you want. It worked too.” I see Tiffi waiting on his response. It isn’t what we expect. He continues to eat his treat quietly and slowly.
As Kenneth takes the last bite he sits back a bit and looks right at Tiff. “Sweets, you need to take those four inch heels off.” His voice is calm and so misleading.
With her head cocked to the side, she reminds me of Beast. You can see the wheels turning but the belt just won’t catch to give her any hint what he means. “Why would I want to take my shoes off? I like these. They’re so pretty. They match my dress.” Laughter engulfs me and Greg. I think Greg is enjoying this more than he should as her father.
Kenneth raises his head and looks her in the eye. If we didn’t know him, the look would terrify us. “I’m going to count to three and then I will get up and beat your ass like your momma should have when you were a child.” His tone is cold and calculating. He isn’t playing. Do I need to step in? He wouldn’t really, would he? Greg doesn’t move or say anything. As I look at him he winks and I feel his knee bumping mine. I feel better now.
“One…. Two…”
Kenneth’s words finally sink in and Tiffi rises out of her seat. Grabbing her filled napkin of treats, she runs, I can hear Beast trying to make traction to keep up. Her heels clacking grows quieter as she gets farther away.
Not knowing what he will do I just watch. Kenneth reaches forward and takes another treat out of the box. I have to know. “Are you going after her?
He smiles at me. “Nope.”
Well hell. Now I’m confused. I try to figure out what he is thinking. He doesn’t give anything away. “Okay. You’re not going after her. What are you thinking then?”
He lifts his gaze from me to Greg and back to me. “I’m wondering if this treat is sweeter than your pussy and that's something we are dying to find out.” Holy shit! Cue the blush. I can feel the elastic in my drawers breaking and disintegrate with his words. Who says something like that? Who says that in a kitchen?
I stand and take my dishes to the sink to calm down. As I am rinsing my plate, I feel and see Greg beside me and I take his plate to give me a few more seconds. He doesn’t move away and then I feel Kenneth on my other side. Kenneth lifts my chin up to look at him. “Does our curiosity bother you?”
“A little. I’m not used to hearing people say things like that.” Greg is pressed to my back. Kenneth takes a step forward and I am trapped between them. Somewhere in my head is the thought, I should run, but I don’t. I feel Greg moving behind me and his breath is on my neck. The scruff of his beard is doing things I’ve never felt before and a warmth is spreading throughout my body. My knees are weak and I don’t remember making the short trip down the hall to my room. The feeling of hands caressing my arms and a scruff nuzzling my neck obliterated the memory.
I feel Greg pulling me onto his lap as he sits on the couch. Kenneth kneels in front of me. “If at any time, you want to stop, you say so. This is all about you. We want you to just feel. You are a beautiful and desirable woman. You need to know that and own it. Are you with us?”
I have no words. All I can do is nod my head. I feel Greg place his hand under my chin and turn my head. “Words Sweet, we have to have verbal responses from you.” He kisses my lips and I melt.
I choke out words as asked. “Yes, I˗I say stop, and it stops.” With the words barely out of my mouth, Kenneth leans it and takes my mouth. I don’t mean he kissed me. I mean, he took my mouth and made love to it. Lips, teeth and tongue all combined to set my head reeling.
I feel my clothes removed with soft touches in between. I am torn between shyness and embarrassment. I have never willingly had my clothes removed by a man. Then I hear words beautiful, sexy and others that make me feel wanted and adored. These feelings are new to me and I relish in them.
I am leaned back onto Greg’s legs and stomach. My legs are opened and placed over his. As he spreads his legs, I am opened up and exposed. Kenneth runs his hands up my legs slowly, never looking away from me. He winks at me and lowers his head to my pussy then with one flick of his tongue I find my voice. I gasp and jerk my legs at the same time. The moan I let go of is low but audible. Greg is whispering in my ear a
nd I can’t think straight enough to hear him. They hold me open for easier access and Kenneth is licking and sucking on my lower lips and clit. I feel my nipples being pinched and caressed and couldn’t tell you who was doing it.
I feel Greg’s erection at my back. He is watching from behind my shoulder and telling me to enjoy. His breath comes faster. As I reach a climax, I feel him still and swears softly, but I hear him. “I haven’t done that since I was a kid.” I’m boneless and couldn’t move if I had too. Kenneth slows his licking bringing me back. I catch his eyes again and see the crinkles in the corner. He has a beautiful smile. My body jerks as it is oversensitive. Greg sits up as does Kenneth. My head is turned and I receive a sweet kiss from Greg and he whispers thank you as he pushes me to Kenneth. I feel a tug on my hands and Kenneth pulls me to my feet. He kisses me and I can taste myself on his lips.
Greg slips out the door quietly. I look at Kenneth with questions, but no words to ask them. He steps back and lets me go, then without a word he leaves also. I don’t understand. Why did they leave? Was I supposed to do something for them? Did I do something wrong? I don’t know how long I just stood there. The thoughts and self-pity swirled around me like a cloak. I am a grown ass woman with the insecurity of a teenager. I never learned the skills of protecting myself from others and I always let what is said and done to me wash over me and stick. Am I ever going to be good enough for someone to stay for more than sex? I let the past keep me a prisoner and suck me in.
***
I hear the bikes coming and glance to the clock. It’s almost time for Jenni to be home from school. Richard has not been mean to me in front of her for a long time. She hears his language but doesn’t react. I don’t want today to be the day things change. I wait in the kitchen for them to come in. I stir things on the stove just to look busy. “Lizzy? Where you at girl? Need you to run some errands and do it quick.”
He sounds impatient. I wipe my hands as he comes into the room. He has a box with him and Axel has two. I look to see what his mood is and he hollers again. “Get your shoes and purse. We have to go right now.” I scramble for my shoes and bring them back to put on. My purse is hanging by the front door. I can grab it as we go out. As I finish tying them, I look up and Axel is watching me with that look. I hate him so much. If anyone deserves hatred, it’s him.
I turn to Richard as I need to let him know Jenni is on the way. “Jenni will be here in a couple of minutes. Do we need to take her with us?” I watch his head snap up and consider my words. He looks to Axel and they have that conversation with no words thing. I hate those. I never know what’s going on.
Axel speaks up and his words send chills down my spine. “I can stay and wait for the little lady. You can do this without me.” I don’t want her left alone with him. Ever! She isn’t safe with him.
I can hear the bus out front and know if I ask her in front of them she will want to go. “She’s here now. We don’t need to wait.” I walk to the door and open it. Her smile tells me she had a good day. “Hey baby girl, good day?”
She runs to me and gives me a hug and a kiss. Her little head nodding yes. “Your father is here. Go say hello.” I watch the smile fall from her face. I watch from the doorway as she tells him hello. She pretends as well as I do. He has no clue how she really feels since he doesn’t pay attention to her eyes or body language. I see them talking but don’t hear it. Whatever he says brings a smile to her face but it changes to rage quickly. Her little body is shaking.
I hurry to her to calm her. I don’t need him in a bad mood with her here. I turn her to see her face. “What’s wrong?” I see the tears she is trying not to let fall. I wipe them before they let out. She takes a breath and grabs me tight. “I want to go with you when you get married and he said no. Please I’ll be good.”
Her words shock me. I look to Richard and repeat the word to him. “Married?”
I don’t want to marry him. Hell I want him dead. He can’t force me to do that. They ask you if you want to take someone before its legal. Why would he think I would say yes?
I can see the anger coming on. Richard pulls me to him and bends to my ear. “We are getting married today. I have to go by the safety deposit box then we go to the Justice of the Peace. If you behave and do what I say, she can come with us. If not. Axel can stay with her. Your choice.”
Some choice. If I leave her here, I am damning her. If she goes, I have agreed to marry my monster. How does this life I live keep getting worse? I look to her and see pleading in her eyes. When I look to Axel I see him watching her and the disgust I feel for him makes my decision for me. I can’t stop the repulsive shiver that goes down my back. I have no choice and once again, I give up my choices for her. I look at him and with my bravest face I nod.
I see relief in his face. He pulls us out of the house and in a whirl-wind we are off. More money is dropped off at the safety deposit box. (He is going to have to get a bigger box or another one, as this one is full.) I feel like I am never going to be free of him. My love for Jenni has enslaved me to him for her innocence. I get married in the jeans I put on this morning with Axel and a prospect I don’t even know as witnesses. I sign the certificate and I watch as it is stamped. The only good news is that he has business to attend and can’t give me a proper honeymoon. Yay me!
***
I feel hands on my face and let out a squeak. Kenneth is standing in front of me. His face full of concern. “My actions sent you back there again. I hate that you go there. I’m sorry doll. Let’s get you in the shower and into bed.” I let him lead me into the bath. I watch as he turns on the water and neither of us speaks. He walks behind me to gather my hair into a knot and clips it up. A kiss on my neck and he walks out the door. I quickly shed my robe and panties and step in. I don’t waste time and am out in a few minutes. I grab the robe off the back of the door and enter into the bedroom.
I’m surprised to find Kenneth and Greg both there. Greg hands me a brandy glass. “Drink this up. You need a good night’s sleep.” I see concern and silent communication pass between the men. I gulp the brandy and try not to wince at the burn as it goes down. Greg takes the glass from me and sets it on the bar and I watch as Kenneth turns down the bed and butterflies take off in my stomach. I don’t know if I’m ready for this.
“Relax, you’re just going to sleep.” Greg’s words so close to my ear is intoxicating. I honestly don’t know what I want. To send them away or ask for sex… My body is having a war and my brain refuses to enter the battle, so I allow myself to walk to my bed and sit down.
Kenneth gives me a funny look and has a smirk on his face. “Do you sleep in a robe?” I can feel my face turning red. I’m not in the habit of being naked on purpose with a man around and jump a bit when the light goes off then I feel the bed dip with the weight of Greg getting in on the other side.
“Come on doll get in the bed. You need sleep and we are going to make sure you get it.” With a false bravado I stand and drop my robe then turn and crawl in the bed and lay as still as possible. The butterflies are working overtime and I feel a slight tremor take over. Greg’s arm comes across my waist and pulls me closer to the center of the bed then I feel Kenneth get in beside me and slip his arm under my head. He kisses my head and pulls me to his chest. I am sandwiched between them. I am laying on Kenneth’s chest and I feel Greg on my back. Both men softly rubbing on my body relaxes me and I find myself falling into sleep.
Chapter Ten
I slowly come awake, rub my face on the pillow and realize my pillow is hard muscle with a smattering of hair. I raise my eyes and see Match watching me. “Good morning doll. Did you sleep well?”
I nod as I don’t want to open my mouth. I don’t know if I have morning breath and don’t want to find out. I stretch a bit and I feel Greg move with me. His arm snakes around to hold me tighter. I feel a hard cock pressed against my ass and without a thought I feel myself clench as desire runs through me. Match rolls to his side and I feel him lift my chin.
“Damn, you're beautiful in the morning.” He kisses me and I melt. All thought of morning breath forgotten.
Greg shifts and with a gravelly voice I hear, “She’s warm and comfortable too.” I know this is wrong on so many levels, but I am enjoying it too much to complain. I feel hands caressing me. My legs, my face, my back. I relax into the feelings overtaking me. I shut my brain off and just feel. As I let my hands wander over Match, I feel his hard muscles contract with the touch. I'm affecting him as much as he's affecting me. I feel Greg rubbing against me from behind and push against him. A tingle in my belly chases away the butterflies and I know that I want this more than my next breath. I moan into Match’s mouth and I feel both him and Greg respond. Without a word they know I’m willing to try this.
My leg is lifted and I feel a hand caress my folds. I’m a bit embarrassed, I know I’m drenched. The moan from Match lets me know it's him. I feel a hand on my ass and I press into it. Pure bliss is all I feel. I hear clothes rustle and know they are going to do their best to make this good for me. The covers are removed and Match trails kisses down my body as Greg continues to rub soothing hands across my back and ass. I feel a breath just before my nipple is sucked into a warm mouth and desire shoots straight to my clenching core and I know I won’t last long. With a warm mouth, Match kisses his way to my core. As he swipes his tongue against me, I explode. His groan is felt like a vibration and I can’t stop. I feel like a dam has broken and released everything I have. Greg moves his hand through the wetness and I feel him prod my ass. His fingers slip in with ease and I push back. He stretches me quickly and effortlessly.
Greg removes his fingers and I feel his cock probing me. He is too gentle for what I want and I push back. “Easy babe I won’t last.” I don’t care at this point. I want to chase that rush again. As I feel him slip past the ring of muscles, I push again to get him balls deep.
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