Resurrection

by Evelyn Montgomery

  “Is that so?” I repeat again, this time to the child in the room. Although I am not sure which one is being more childish right now, the man or the boy.

  “Yup! And he said men always take care of their ladies! I told him we should make you his special pancakes and he let me help!” I look back down at the little boy beside me and smile.

  “Thank you, Sweetie,” I slightly laugh. “Mommy is hungry. Did you eat too?”

  He shakes his head and begins to run out of the room. “Justin said I had to because we are going on a trip today and I needed to eat a big breakfast!”

  I startle and look up at Justin before my eyes dart to the clock. 9:45 in the morning. I don’t remember the last time I slept this late. I look back in time to see him set Olivia down on the floor and then watch as my little girl crawls out of the room to play with her brother.

  I’m still stunned by Liam’s words when I feel Justin sit next to me on the bed and move the tray on my lap to the side. He grabs my chin and forces my eyes to look at him. “Good morning Sunshine,” his whisper feathers over my face as a smirk grows on his gorgeous face. “Did I tell you yet today how much I love you?”

  It is my turn to smile as his face leans in closer before I hold back and make him stop. “A trip?”

  His smirk grows as he brushes his thumb across my bottom lip and then stares anxiously at my mouth. “A trip.”

  “Do I get to know where we are going?” His eyes look up and a hesitance is there for a moment.

  Leaning into me, I am forced back further against the bed but prop myself on my elbows to stop him. “No,” he sasses, as he climbs on top of me and I look over his shoulder worried that one of the kids will come through the door.

  “No?” I laugh, before I feel him part my thighs and settle between my legs, the sheet our only barrier. His lips find my neck and I fall against the pillow not being able to resist his hot mouth on my body. “But what about the office, work…” I barely get out as my body curls into him.

  He breaks free from our embrace for a moment to look me in the eyes. “Perks of being the boss,” he says with a wink. “Nothing they can’t handle.”

  A low moan escapes my lips as I forget all about the open door and relish in the feeling of his body once again pressed up against mine as he dips his head back to the crook in my neck. “You know, you can’t just come in here, demand things, and then not tell me what the plan is.” I insist, as my body gives into its craving and my hips rise and instinctively grind against him.

  He palms my breast through the fabric of the sheet before slowly pulling it down and taking my nipple in his mouth. I fight the scream inside me as I look frantically at the door again before the fearful thought of being caught turns to pleasure as excitement fills me and heightens my senses. He gently bites down on my peek as his hand drifts between my legs and presses against my heat. I let out a moan seconds before his mouth covers my lips, muffling it, and his fingers dig into the fabric attempting to push inside me.

  I feel my wetness grow as the sheet begins to soak with every tempting caress. Every earth shattering touch before his thumb pushes against my clit and my head falls back breaking our kiss. I grab at his jeans and feel the tip of his cock at the top before he grinds it against my inner thigh and I almost lose all control wanting to tell him to close the door, take me right here, right now. Fast. Greedy. Hard. Because I can’t go a moment more without the feeling of him inside me.

  But he breaks our kiss. He backs away, leaving me high on his memory and the painfully beautiful flashback of last night and just how good I know he feels when he takes me. Claims me. Makes me his.

  “Eat,” he says. “Get in the shower.”

  I look at him and cock an eyebrow. “What are you…”

  But he cuts me off. “It’s time for Olivia’s nap,” he says, rising off the bed and backing away. “And Liam has been begging me to let him watch TV all morning.”

  I smirk up at him and catch onto where this is going. “Is that so?”

  “Yes, sleeping beauty,” he teases as he begins to walk out of the room. “Leave the door unlocked because this,” he says, looking my body up and down as he reaches the door frame. “Is just getting started.”

  Justin

  Steam billows through the bathroom a half hour later. Unbuckling my pants, I watch her through the glass door as my heart hammers out of my chest and my need to take her grows. She wets her hair as the water cascades down her skin in the most seductive of ways and I subconsciously wet my lips at the sight needing to see more. Feel more. Taste every damn thing on display in front of me right now.

  She turns slowly and catches my eye. Startled at first, she smiles before her hands roam down her chest to her lower stomach and she slips one finger across her slit. Fuck me. Every damn cell in my body is telling me to move, open that damn glass door and take what I want. But as she parts herself, stares in my eyes, and then grabs her breasts with her free hand I find myself frozen. Suspended in time as my mouth waters and my dick grows harder.

  Letting my jeans fall to the floor, I kick out of them before losing my briefs and grabbing my length in my hand. Her eyes fall to my cock as she watches me pump it in and out of my palm, matching her movements. When she finally looks back up, her eyes are drowning in desire as her fingers pick up the pace and I watch them move in and out of her slick wet pussy before she slowly brings them up and begins rubbing her clit.

  My jaw clenches as I watch her, fucking beautiful, mine, all fucking mine, as she pleasures herself and watches me do the same. With mischief in her eyes, I then watch as she pulls her fingers from inside her and slowly places them in between her lips. Fucking hell! I take a few steps forward so all that separates us is the glass and feel the need rolling off of her like it is me as she dips her fingers inside her once again moments before her free hand comes up and braces her body against the glass.

  Without thought I press my hand against hers as she strokes herself and I greedily work my own flesh in my palm. Her mouth falls open. A moan escapes her lips followed by a growl of my own. Her eyes hood over as desire, hunger, passion races through both our veins making us high.

  Mine!

  I feel the precum drip out of my dick and look down, overcome by desire for only a moment before I worry that I need to get protection. I know what we did last night, but that doesn’t mean she wants to continue the irresponsible behavior. Not when I just put one kid to bed and promised the other I would be back in 5 minutes hoping he won’t notice when it takes much longer.

  Looking back up she shakes her head making me fucking confused for only a moment before she slides open the door drops to her knees and wraps her hot mouth around my tip, sucking and blowing my fucking mind as she tastes me before her lips push themselves down further and I feel my dick hit the back of her throat.

  “Shit,” I hear myself curse as I grab her hair and pull her head back. She moans as her eyes look up and lock with mine seconds before I push her head back down and feel her gag when I hit the same spot once again. “Fuck yes!” I growl and then feel her wrap her hands around my length as she pumps my dick in her mouth like a damn queen as my head falls back letting her blow my fucking world as I surrender all control to her while she is on her knees in front of me.

  I feel my dick pop out of her mouth and then feel the tip of her tongue run down the back of my cock before she sucks at the base and moves lower towards my balls. I look down and fist her hair harder as she takes one of them in her mouth and sucks lightly before releasing it and running her tongue back up to my tip. Circling my crown, I hiss as she wraps her lips around it once more before yanking her head back and hoisting her to her feet.

  Pushing her back under the warm water, my lips hover above hers as my hands part her legs and my fingers rise up her inner thigh. She whimpers as I let them dance lightly over her seam before I circle her clit and feel her begin to fall apart in my arms. I smile against her lips, loving the way she feels as she lets down
her guard, lets go of all control. Getting high off the feeling of her body on the brink and only taken higher with my damn touch. Dropping to my knees, I forcibly push her legs further apart and take in the beautiful sight in front of me. A gentleman’s heaven, but fuck if I will be anything but gentle with her right now.

  I lick up her slit and hear her purr above me. Smiling, I dip my tongue inside her further and hear her whisper my name. Her hands fist in my hair and the next time my mouth covers her sex I fucking devour her as my lips closes over her sweet pussy and my tongue dives inside her core. She screams and it only drives me further as I lick up to her clit and forcibly push two fingers inside her tight opening.

  “Oh my God,” I hear her moan as I curve my fingers, suck her clit and taste heaven on earth. “Please,” I hear her beg as her body convulses and her walls begin to tighten. “Justin, please…”

  I know what she needs. I’ll always know and the thought makes me feel fucking prideful, satisfied, knowing I get to be the lucky bastard to give it to her for the rest of her life. Releasing her, I stand and quickly force her around to meet the wall behind her. Fisting her hair, I bring her face back towards me as I kiss her shoulder and spread her legs apart before lifting one slightly in my arm.

  “You’ll never have to ask me twice, Rose. Not for anything,” I moan as I thrust up inside her and force her neck around to capture her scream with my lips. I continue to drive my length in and out of her entrance like a damn fiend who can’t get enough, and I know I never will. As her screams turn to moans and slowly get quieter, I break our kiss as I push her further against the wall and thrust in and out of her tight, addicting sex slower lowering her leg back down to the floor. She whines as my hand comes around her waist to gently start rubbing her clit.

  “Fuck me harder,” I hear her plead as my hands grip her waist tightly and my fingers begin to dig into her flesh. “I want to feel all of you. I want to know all of you.” She pants as I feel her pussy tighten and my cock throbs needing to release itself again inside her.

  “I want your darkness,” she whispers making me howl and succumb to her request as my hand spanks her fine ass and she screams from the pleasure.

  “I want your light,” I fist her hair once again in my hand and pull her back towards me. Stopping, I pull from inside her and spin her around to face me. “I want it all,” she whispers, as the water cascades down the both of us before I take a step forward and push her back flush against the wall.

  “And you’ll get it,” I growl, as I lift her in my arms and drive my cock back inside her. “Always have. Always will.”

  Her eyes meet mine as I feel her body teeter on the brink of losing control and I know mine will be quick to follow. She pulls my face closer and rests her lips against mine then quietly whispers, “Forever.”

  Chapter 25

  Justin

  The loud train engine blows as we exit the car and the little boy next to be yells in delight. I look up at his mother over the hood of the car and smile. She returns the same beaming grin before pulling a sleeping Olivia out of her car seat. I watch as she straps her against her chest in a child harness before grabbing the diaper bag.

  “This is so cool,” Liam exclaims. “I love trains!”

  I look up at the place in front of us and smile. My mother took my brother and I here when we were young and I always wanted to take my own kids one day. I squeeze the little boy’s hand at my side and my heart swells as he looks up and puts all his trust, admiration and happiness in me and this little gesture of a day trip to a fun place I used to frequent as a kid.

  “Trains and fire engines,” I tease. “You know you’re going to have to pick one or the other, little man. I don’t know if it is possible to do both.”

  We begin to walk towards the Blue Ridge Scenic Railway as my mind trails back to a simpler time in my life before all the bullshit when I used to come here with my mother and loved it. A family friendly train ride that runs through Northern Georgia’s forests. I knew the little man’s obsession with trains, giving all the ones he has scattered across his room. I figured this was the perfect thing for him to enjoy while me and his mother breathe and welcome in our new normal.

  He pulls me along quickly behind him as we begin to walk to the station. Rose catches up to our side and I pull the diaper bag from her arms, giving her a warm smile and strapping it across mine instead. “Justin!” Liam yells making me shift my attention back to him. “Look at the conductor hat! And the train whistle!” We stop at a little trinket stand and I see him eye both like a kid on Christmas Eve.

  I look up at his mother and she gives me a shrug. “How much for the hat and whistle?” I ask the lady at the counter.

  Liam looks up at me wide eyed. “You don’t have to…”

  But I already am, as I pull my wallet out of my back pocket and hand the lady two ten dollar bills. The little boy’s mouth falls open as I fit the hat on his head, kneel, and then hand him the whistle. “Really!” He shouts. I just nod before Liam catches me off guard and flings himself in my arms. With a loud humph, I wrap my own arms around him and smile, kissing the top of his head.

  “Just don’t blow it too loud while your little sister is sleeping. We don’t want to make your mom mad.” I rustle my fingers through the top of his hair as he backs away and takes the whistle from me.

  “Yeah, you’re right,” he agrees. “Because then she might work out again all night and we’ll have to make her breakfast tomorrow morning.”

  I can’t help the laugh that leaves my lips as his mother scolds the both of us above. “You’re right, little man. But I have a feeling your mother enjoys her nightly work outs and just might want to do another one tonight,” I tease as I raise up to meet Rose’s stare. “All night.”

  “Oh great,” Liam sighs between us as I hold his mother’s stare. “But I say, tomorrow, we make waffles.” And then he runs off making me laugh hysterically as Rose playfully swats my arm.

  We follow him as he takes in the scenery of the station all around us. His eyes grow wide the closer we get to the engine and the smaller he becomes next to it. The conductor blows the whistle as steam billows out of the pilot part of the train and my heart swells as I see him tip his hat, put his whistle in his mouth and do the same. “All aboard.” I hear the conductor say as the little boy next to me jumps up and down once we reach the ticket booth.

  “Hurry!” He yells. “It’s about to leave!”

  I pay the lady what we owe her quickly and take his hand, grabbing and yanking me with him. Walking up to our boarding area, he looks up at me and smiles. “Mr. Gatz,” he beams. “I mean, Justin.”

  “Yeah, buddy?”

  “Can you stay the night every night so we can do this the next day?”

  I look up at Rose and see hesitance in her eyes wrapped in hope. “I don’t know about that, but I can promise you I’m not going anywhere anytime soon, bud. That, you can count on.”

  He flings his arms round my waist and hugs me tight. “Good,” he whispers. “Because I miss having a daddy.”

  Rose

  The train pushes through the Georgia countryside as I stare out the window of our own personal room on the train. I hear Liam ask Justin questions about how the engine goes so fast, where we are headed, and what the train uses for fuel, but I don’t pay attention to their hushed voices as Oliva continues to sleep in my arms. I hear Liam’s voice and notice his breathing is slightly labored. I hear him cough, wheeze a little, what most might just shrug off as allergies but I know better and dread slowly rises inside of me as I worry we are on the brink of a relapse. But I don’t let myself think about that as the rhythm of the train rocks both me and Olivia and I try and focus on that instead, let myself get lost in the motion as she drifts off into a peaceful trance and I realize I am probably happier right here, right now, even with that tiny thought plaguing my mind then I ever have been in my entire life. I hear the boys across from me stop talking and look up at them staring back at m
e with inquisitive eyes.

  “What?” I ask, after too much time has passed and I realize they must have asked me a question.

  Clearing his throat, Justin sits up a little taller and repeats what I missed. “My buddy here has to use the restroom and wants to do it all alone. I told him he needed to ask his mother first.”

  “Please, Mom. It is right down the hall and I do it all the time in preschool.”

  I look at my son, then back at Justin, and wonder just what the best decision is to make. I know the boy before me wants more independence and I need to give it to him, but I can’t help hovering over him like a mother hen because of how we lost his father.

  “If it helps,” I hear Justin say as my eyes dart back to catch his. “I will watch from the door. I can see it from there, and it’s only right down the hallway.”

  I look back in my son’s eyes and then back at the man in front of me. What could it hurt? I roll my eyes and grin. “That’s fine, but make sure and wash your hands,” Liam jumps off his seat and shouts “yes” as his feet hit the floor and Justin stands and follows him to the door. “And make sure and wipe…”

  “Mom!” Liam says as he turns around and rolls his eyes. “I’m five now. I’m almost a man. I got this.” He turns to look at Justin and I watch as they fist bump each other before he takes off down the hall.

  Laughing, I let myself be sad for only a moment that his father isn’t here to have these moments with him before my eyes raise, I take in the man standing in the doorway watching over him and thank the Lord my son is still blessed with a “father figure” in his life.

  “Did I embarrass him?” I ask jokingly as Olivia stirs slightly in my arms.

  Justin looks back at me and gives me a smirk. “Yeah you kind of did Mom.” He teases.