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The sounds of the trees rusty in the breeze, the crickets and the birds chirping went silent. At that moment it was just them and only them. Friedrich smiled as he leaned down, pressing his lips against hers. Though he was kissing her gently and slowly, Melinda’s head was spinning. It wasn’t just the thought she was finally losing her virtue after all these decades. But she was going to lose it to Friedrich. Someone she has grown close to over the past few weeks. Someone that she had fallen in love with.
Melinda moved her hands over and she placed them on Friedrich’s chest. His breathing may be steady but she could feel his heart was pounding away just like hers. Her hands made their way to the first button on his dress shirt and she unbuttoned it. Then she lowered her hands to the second one, unbuttoning it. On and on she went until the last button was done. Then she tugged at her shirt, freeing it from his pants. She ran her hands back up his body, as his tongue made its way into her mouth. Friedrich moved his arms around, allowing Melinda to remove his shirt and he tossed it aside.
Her hands started to explore his broad shoulders. Then down his chest and abs, feeling the way his muscles contacted under her hands. Melinda moved her hands to his back and ran her fingers up his body, causing Friedrich to groan into the kiss as chills went down his spine from her touch. Her hands moved back around and found their way to his hair once more. Friedrich’s lips left hers and she started panting heavy as his lips made their way back to that spot on her neck from before. The moment he started kissing it, Melinda let out a moan and he groaned against her skin.
Slowly, he pulled the string, undoing the knot she had. Friedrich placed his hand on the middle of her breast, he could feel how hard her heart was racing. He moved his hand up side to side, pushing the fabric away from her breast, exposing her white lace bra. He kissed his way back up to her lips and took them once more as his hand slowly made its way up to her collarbone. He traced it with his finger tips causing her to shiver as he pushed the strip of her bra and the sleeve of the dress down. Friedrich took a hold of it as she moved her arm out from them. He placed his hand by her head and moved his other hand down to her shoulder. He slid it down, pushing the sleeve and the strop of the bra down as Melinda removed her arm out from them.
Friedrich grabbed the front of the dress and bra, pulling them down to under breast. He placed his hand on one of her breasts and he started caressing it. Melinda moaned into his mouth as wrapped her legs around his waist. He brushed himself against her, making her gasp and break the kiss as she felt how hard and big he was. Friedrich went back down to her neck, kissing the same spot again. He switched hands again, taking a hold of her other breast and caressing it. Melinda moaned as his other hand made its way around her and to her back. He grind up against her, making her moan as she arched her back, allowing him to pull down her dress and unhook her bra. He moved his hand out from under her and Melinda’s back fell back to the blanket.
He grabbed her bra and tossed it aside with his shirt. Then he shifted around, placing both hands on the side of her breast and taking a hold of the dress. Friedrich started sliding it down as his lips began leaving a trail of kisses to the center of her breast. He pulled the dress down to her waist as his lips made their way to one of breast and took a hold of her nipple in his mouth. Melinda gasped as he started gently sucking on it as his hands started caressing her sides. Her moan got louder when Friedrich started grinding up against her more. Then he released her nipple, making her whimper slightly until he took a hold of the other one with his mouth. Melinda started moaning again as he started sucking on it. She gently tugged on his hair as her legs started caressing him.
Friedrich releases her nipple, making her whimper once more. He moved to the center of her breast and started leaving her trail of tender kisses down to her stomach. As he did Melinda’s breathing quickened as he took a hold of her dress once more. She unwrapped her legs from Friedrich’s waist and he sat up as he started sliding the dress down to her thighs. Melinda moved around, slipping her legs out of the dress and he let it fall onto the blanket. Then he removed her shoes and he placed his hands on her legs and glided them back up, and to her waist. He stopped there and he took a hold of her white lace panties. Friedrich could see her breathing became rapid from her smooth slender stomach contracting. His eyes went up meeting her gaze.
“Do you wish for me to continue, my angel?” Friedrich said.
“Yes,” Melinda whispered as she nodded her head. “I do.”
Friedrich slid his thumbs under her panties, hooking the sides of them. He kept his eyes on hers, holding her gaze as he started removing her panties. She moved her legs around for him and he fully removed her panties, and placed them with the rest of her clothes. Friedrich leaned back over her, placing his hands on the side of her head and she placed her hands on shoulders as he hovered over her. His lips gently brush against hers, kissing her as he spoke against them.
“Do you wish for me to take you by my mouth first?” Friedrich whispered. “Or would you like me to make love to you?”
She blushed as she spoke against his lips. “I,” Melinda whispered as her hands went down his body and rested on his belt. “I can’t wait any longer.” She started undoing his belt. “Make love to me.” She undid her belt and started working undoing his pants. “Make love to me Friedrich.”
He smiled against her lips. “As you wish my angel,” Friedrich whispered.
Friedrich started removing his boots using his feet as she finished undoing pants. She took a hold of his pants and boxers, and started sliding them down his legs as he moved around, working them downwards. He moved until they were completely off of him. Melinda propped her legs up on the side of him as she wrapped her arms around Friedrich’s neck. He reached down, taking a hold of his hard cock and positioning it against her. He groaned into the kiss as he felt the heat coming off of her core. Before he made his way inside of her, he pulled back slightly so he could look into her eyes.
“This part may hurt,” Friedrich said. “If it gets to be too much, let me know.”
Melinda nodded her head. He took her lips again and slowly pushed his way past her wet folds. They both moaned into the kiss as he reached her opening. He pushed his hips forward, slowly and gently as possible as he started entering her. Friedrich moved his hand away, placing it by her head with the other. He started groaning as he fought the urge not to go faster as the departed need for her grew inside of him. Melinda’s tongue found its way into her mouth, as she moved her legs back around his waist. He groaned again as his tongue started playing with hers. Once he was fully inside of her they both let out a gasp as they broke the kiss. They panted as they opened their eyes and looked at each other.
“Are you okay my angel?” Friedrich whispered. “Does it hurt?’
“Just a little bit,” Melinda whispered. He put his hand on her face gently as he looked at her in concern. “It’s alright Friedrich.” She gave him a small smile as she placed her hands on face and stroked her thumbs along his bread. “I’m okay, I promise.” She leaned up a bit, giving him a kiss to reassure him. Then she rested her head back on the blanket. “You can keep going.”
“Alright my angel,” Friedrich said, putting his hand back beside her head. “As I said before, any time it’s too much for you, please, let me know and I will stop.”
“I will,” Melinda said.
Friedrich pressed his lips against her forehead, kissing it gently before taking her lips again. Slowly, carefully, he began to move his hips. Melinda let out a soft sigh into his mouth as he pulled back just an inch before sliding forward again. His rhythm was slow and steady, every thrust was giving her body time to adjust. Her hands slid down from his next to his chest, and made their way around his back. She started caressing his back as her legs caressed his waist. After a few strokes, Friedrich broke the kiss and looked down at her, making sure she wasn't in any pain. But all he saw was a gentle smile on her face as she got lost to the pleasure he was giving her. He smiled as he pressed his lips against hers.
He pulled his hips further back before pushing forward again. Friedrich moved a bit faster, but not too fast that he gave into his hunger for her. But it was more difficult than he thought it would be. The warmth coming off of her. The way she was moving her hips with his, driving him deeper inside of her. The sounds of her moans and gasp. The way she tasted, smiled and tight she was. But he wouldn’t give into his hunger, not yet. Not until she was ready, not until she asked him to. So Friedrich kept up the pace and gentle thrust as he moved his hips further back. Then he felt her body tense up, he was going to stop, thinking he was hurting her. But then he felt it, her walls tightening around him.
She broke the kiss and she gasped as she arched her back. “Oh god,” Melinda whispered. He grinned as he felt her legs starting to shake. “Friedrich I think… I think I'm going to…” He pushed in deep and he rolled his hips. “Oh fuck.” He chuckled lightly, hearing her cuss for the very first time. He pulled back again and pushed in deep, rolling his hips again and making her cuss again. “Just like that Friedrich, just like that.” He kept going, doing exactly what she asked. Soon her walls and clit began to pulsate as waves of pleasure started washing over. “Oh god. I’m cumming. I’m cumming.” He pushed in deep one final time and he kept rolling his hips, allowing her to ride out her release. “Oh Friedrich.” He stopped, leaving her panting as she fought to catch her breath.
“Do you need a minute my angel?” Friedrich said. “Or do you want to keep going?”
She smiled as she opened her eyes. “Keep going,” Melinda said.
He smiled back. “Would you like to take control?” Friedrich said, she looked a bit nervous, he could see it in her eyes. “If you're not ready, you don’t have to. I can stay in control if you wish.”
“I want to try,” Melinda said. “But can you walk me through it?”
“Yes, I can.” Friedrich said. He wrapped his arms around her and went into a roll placing her on top. “Sit up,” she sat up and she gasped a bit as her eyes widened. He gave her a crooked smile. “Much deeper now, isn’t it?” She blushed as she nodded her head. “Does it hurt?” She shook her head as she smiled. “Good,” he took a hold of her hands on his abs and then he took a hold of her hips. “All you have to do is move your hips like this,” he started moving her hips, making her moan. “Nice and steady my angel, no need to rush.” She closed her eyes as he kept moving her hips. “How does it feel?”
“Amazing,” Melinda said, smiling.
“You feel amazing,” Friedrich said as he stopped moving her, allowing her to take full control. He watched as she kept moving her hips gracefully against his, making them both moan. “Just like that my angel,” he licked his lips. “Just like that.” She kept going until she lifted her hips up slightly, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she slid back down, making her walls slowly clench around him. He let out a deep growl as he watched her breast bounce up and down as she continued to lift herself up and back down. “You’re so beautiful my angel, so very beautiful.” Soon he felt her body tensing back up. “Lean back and place your hands on my thighs to steady yourself.” She did what he said and she let out a loud gasp as her legs started to shake."That's it, my angel," he closed his eyes. "Use my body to find your pleasure."
Melinda picked up the pace as Friedrich continued to encourage her between his groans. Her legs started to shake more as her walls started tightening up around him once more. She went faster as he tightened his grip on her hips to keep her steady. Her clit and walls started pulsating as she found her release once more. She pushed her hips down as he thrust his hip. Melinda cried out his name as pleasure took over her again. She rolled her hips slowly against his, making him snarl as she rode out her release. Once she was done Friedrich sat up and wrapped his arms around her, allowing her to lean against him as she tried to catch her breath.
“You were truly amazing, my angel,” Friedrich said as he lifted up her chin so he could look into her eyes. “How are you feeling now?” She smiled at him as she closed her eyes and then she nuzzled his chest, making him chuckle. “Perhaps we should stop for now, so you can rest a bit.” Without a word Melinda shoved him back down and pressed her lips against his. This kiss wasn’t gentle or slow, it was demanding, begging not to stop. He rolled them over, placing himself back up top before he pulled back, breaking the kiss. He looked into her eyes as he panted. “My angel, are you sure?”
“Yes,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “I don’t want you to hold back anymore.”
“As you wish,” Friedrich whispered.
He snarled as he crushed his lips against her, aggressively and passionately moving his lips with hers. He pulled his hips back and grabbed her wrists, pinning her hands softly above her head. Friedrich thrust deep inside of her, making her cry out as she arched her back. He threw caution into the wind as each thrust showed her how dominating and powerful he could be. She tighter her legs, digging her heels into his lower back as she met each of his thrust with one of her own. He broke the kiss and kept his eyes on her as she cried out for him to go faster and harder. He grunted and groaned as he obeyed her command. The sounds of their heavy panting and skin slapping against skin echoed throughout the quiet meadow.
“Oh fuck!” Melinda said as the head of his cock started hitting her G-Spot over and over again. “Friedrich, don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
“I won’t, my angel,” Friedrich said and he grunted as he pressured his forehead against hers. “I won’t.”
He kept going, feeling not only her body tensing up but his as well. Her legs started to shake as her walls tightened up around him again. Friedrich let out a deep growl as he let himself go to her body. Her clit and walls pulsated as cock started throbbing, begging to finally let go. He closed his eyes as his hands traveled up to hers, fingers interlace as he thrust one more time, pushing in deep as he rolled his hips. Both of them cried out each other's names as they found their release. Once they were done, they let out a gasp and started panting heavily as their bodies became limp. Friedrich was the first to recover, he let go of her hands and propped himself on his forearms. He pulled back his hips making them whimper as he slid out of her. He raised his head as he opened him up his eyes.
“My angel,” Friedrich whispered. “Are you alright? Did I hurt you?’
“I’m,” Melinda whispered. She slowly opened her eyes and he saw a dazed look in them. “Wonderful,’ she gave him a small gentle smile. “Absolutely wonderful.” He smiled. “How about you?”
“Absolutely wonderful,” Friedrich said, and her smile grew. “I have to say you were amazing, my angel.”
She blushed. “You did all the work,” Melinda said.
He chuckled. “So you say,” Friedrich said.
She let out a small yawn. “Oh,” Melinda said, covering her mouth. “I’m sorry.”
“You're fine my angel. Come here,” Friedrich said, wrapped his arms around her and he rolled back onto his back. He grabbed the end of the blanket and covered them up with it. “Get some rest, I’ll wake you up when it’s time for us to head back.”
“You sure?” Melinda said.
“I’m sure,” Friedrich said, he leaned down and kissed the top of her head. “Sleep my angel.” He leaned his head back onto the blanket. “Sleep.”
Melinda let out a soft sigh as she closed her eyes and nuzzled his chest. He started caressing her back as Friedrich looked up at the clouds while listening to her shallow breathing. After a century of walking this earth alone, he found someone that not only eased his pain but helped him move on from his past. Friedrich could finally let the memories of his sweet Anna and his daughters rest. He couldn’t be happier, but his happiness soon was replaced with dread. Now that he found Melinda, he could lose them again. Worse, he could lose her the way he lost his family. He must find the vampire that killed his family, to keep Melinda safe. Friedrich knew the vampire was close, he could feel it. He just didn’t know how close he really was.
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“You don’t think I know what you’ve been doing during the day, do you?” Gabriel said Melinda looked up from her breakfast as he sat down. “I know exactly what you’ve been doing?”
“And what have I been doing?” Melinda said as she kept a straight face.
“Goofy off during the day.” Gabriel said as he took a sip of his coffee. “I’ve been seeing empty popcorn buckets and a movie cup in the trashcan almost every other day. Along with take out boxes.” He looked at her with a serious face. “I get it, now that you have some freedom you want to have some fun. But I told you that you are staying home so you can work on repairing the place and from what I’ve been seeing around here lately is you haven’t been working on it.”
“I have,” Melinda said and he leaned forward, giving her a cold stare. “Well, not as much as I’m supposed to.”
“I thought as much.” Gabriel said as he leaned back. “I don’t mind you having some fun, now and again, not everyday my little heart. So if you want to continue to be able to go out alone and stay here instead of school you need to start working on repairing this house. Got it?”
“Yes father.” Melinda said.
“So I expect by Friday night when I come home the ballroom will finally be finished.” Gabriel said. “If not, it’s back to school with you.”
She sighed. “Yes father.” Melinda said.
His alarm on his phone went off and he turned it off. “I have to get going.” Gabriel said. He got up and went over to her, kissing the top of her head. “I love you my little heart, I’ll see you tonight.”
“I love you too.” Melinda said. He headed out and then she heard the front door close behind him, and she let out a sigh. “Great.”
Melinda sighed as she grabbed her phone out. She sent a text message to Friedrich, stating she wasn’t going to be able to see him this week because she got busted slacking on making repairs. He texted back that it was completely fine and he’ll see her whenever she is free. After she was done with breakfast she headed into town and to the hardware store. Melinda started gathering up what she needed and that’s when realized she wasn’t going to be able to fit everything into her car. Not because of how much stuff she needed, but the size of it. A classic car wasn’t ideal to haul boards and sheetrock unless she rented a trailer to load everything up in. She was standing there, debating what to do when she felt a presence behind her and she started to smile.
“Let me guess,” Friedrich said. “Trying to figure out how you're going to haul everything back to your home?”
“That I am,” Melinda said, nodding her head.
“Well lucky for you I just so happened to bring my truck with me today.” Friedrich said.
She looked over her shoulder at him. “Did you now?” Melinda said. He smiled as he nodded his head. “How convenient.”
“What’s more convenient is that I used to do construction in my youth.” Friedrich said.
“Is that right?” Melinda said, turning towards him.
“That’s right,” Friedrich said. “So if some beautiful angel needs some assistance,” he smiled. “I can easily help her. If that’s what she wishes of course.”
“She wishes.” Melinda said, smiling.
“Then let’s get it, shall we?” Friedrich said.
Melinda purchased everything they needed and they loaded up both vehicles. He followed behind her as she led the way to her home. She was so grateful she had a lawn service company come out a while back to remove all the weeds and overgrowth from the grounds. Otherwise she would be ashamed of Friedrich seeing how devoured by nature the place was. Melinda just hoped he wouldn’t get scared off with how spooky and rundown the mansion looked. They pulled up to the front of the house and parked, and before she could get out Friedrich already was at her door, opening it for her.
She smiled as he offered his hand to her. “Thank you Friedrich,” Melinda said, taking his hand and letting him help her out of the car. “A gentleman as always.”
“Just for you,” Friedrich said, smiling and making her blush. “I have to say, when you said you live on the outskirts of town, I didn’t realize it was this far out.” Then he looked over at the house. “And I can see why people say your house is haunted.”
“They do?” Melinda said.
“Yes, they do. But honestly, I think it has an old Victorian gothic charm about it,” Friedrich said and he looked back at her. “And I absolutely love that.” He smiled.
“Wait till you see the inside.” Melinda said, she motioned her head to the door. “Let me give you a tour before we start.” He offered his arm to her and she wrapped her arm around his, and they went inside. The moment he stepped into the foyer that was black wood frame with dark burgundy walls, he was amazed. “This is just some work I did the first week we were here.”
“You did this all on your own?” Friedrich said as he admired the gold frames that had butterflies and dragons in them.
“Yes,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “What do you think?”
“This is amazing,” Friedrich said, smiling. “You are quite talented, I must say.”
“Thank you Friedrich,” Melinda said, smiling as she blushed. “Come on, there's a few other places I worked on.” She started walking him through the house as he continued to be in awe with the house and her skills. “I know it’s weird that I did random rooms, but I got it from my mother. She always liked to just do things randomly, she said it was more exciting that way. To be in the moment and not plan things out, or whatnot.” They made it to two double doors. “And here’s the ballroom.”
Melinda let go of his arm and pushed open the double doors. She stepped inside and started explaining to him what she already did and what still needed to be done. As she spoke, her voice slowly faded away as he walked into the ballroom. Memories of the balls that were once held in his former home started to play in his head. Memories of dancing with his sweet Anna and his daughters. All he could see were their smiling faces and hear their laughter. He could feel his daughters’ tiny feet on his as they held hands while he took turns dancing with them. His breathing started to get heavy as his heart started to pound. He closed his eyes tight as he clenched his fist as his body started to shake from the memories. But then, they stopped. He opened his eyes, seeing his hands were in Melinda’s. He looked up to her smiling face. She was able to put him at ease just like his sweet Anna used.
“It’s okay if you want to leave Friedrich,” Melinda said. “I understand if you have to.”
“No,” Friedrich said, shaking his head. “I’m alright now,” he smiled. “Thanks to you.” She smiled back at him. “Shall we get started?” She nodded her head. “Let’s get to it then.”
They brought all the supplies in and started getting to work. Everyday, from the moment her father left and an hour before he was to return, Friedrich was over helping Melinda out. The sound of hammering, sawing, and music filled the air. And as they worked, they teased one another about the ones working. Claiming the other one did it better and faster than the other. When one of them had to lift something heavy, they would see if the other one was looking first before lifting it. Then when the other one turned around and questioned it, both of them joked about working out. Neither of them were aware of the other one’s unnatural strength. Though Melinda and Friedrich had a little voice in their head telling them the other was something more, they both chose to ignore it.
During lunch time they would make a small meal together, which ended up in a food fight and that would turn into a game of tag. While working, they would steal the normal glances from one another. Melinda would admire his focus and determination to get the project done. Friedrich would admire her artist talent to bring the project to life and her eye for detail. But over the course of a few days together, the atmosphere between them shifted. Being together for hours and everyday started changing who they view each other. Innocent glances became more intimate.
Melinda would look over whenever Friedich raised to wipe the sweat off his face. She would bite her lip as she admired his well toned muscle body. Seeing how his abs would contract when he breathed and the happy travel of heaven that he had from his navel down into his pants. Friedrich would look over whenever Melinda was bending over. He would lick his lips admiring how her tank top showed how busting she was and her hour glass figure. Her shorts showed how nice and round her ass was. Both of them started having impure thoughts about the other. Even their game of tag turned to them resisting the urge to make the first move as they locked eyes and arms wrapped around each other when they got the other. It was like that, until they couldn’t fight it any longer.
Early Friday Afternoon:
“Alright, that should do it.” Friedrich said as he came down off the ladder. “Would you like to do the honors?”
“I would love to,” Melinda said, as she went over to the light switch. “Time for the moment of truth.” She flipped the switch, not only did the lights come on but the chandelier that Friedrich just placed lit up. “It’s…” she started smiling. “It’s beautiful.”
He smiled as he saw the happiness radiating from her. “Now we have one more thing to test out,” Friedrich said.
“What’s that?” Melinda said.
“You’ll see,” Friedrich said, smiling.
Friedrich grabbed the ladder and placed it outside the ballroom. Then he went over to the record player Melinda had placed in the room. He selected a song and turned up the volume. As the song Cinnamon Girl by Lana Del Rey started to play, he went back to her. He placed one hand behind his back and slightly bowed his head as he offered his hand.
“May I have this dance my lady?” Friedrich said, smiling.
“You may,” Melinda said, smiling as she placed her hand in his.
Melinda placed her other hand on his shoulder as Friedrich placed his other hand on her hip. They began to dance as their eyes locked on one and another. They dance around the ballroom as they let the music take over them. When the chorus came on, Friedrich spun her around with a smile on face when Melinda giggled a bit as he brought her back to him. As they continued to dance, they slowly started moving closer to each other. Friedrich spun her around, placing her back against his chest for a moment, holding her close. They both gave each other a gentle smile before he spun her away from him. When he brought her back to him, he placed both hands on her waist and she put both hands around his neck. As the song started to come to an end, their pace started to slow down.
Friedrich pulled her close to him, pressing her body against his. Just like the rainy night they met, the recorder player became silent. The lights in the room seem to dim on their own, leaving only the chandelier above them to shine bright. They slowly stopped swaying as they both started to lean in. Their bodies stopped moving as their eyes closed and the lips finally touched. They both let out a soft sigh as the tension they were holding in all week was released. Friedrich moved one hand up, placing it behind her head and moving the other to lower back. He applied pressure, deepening the kissing as their lips slowly and gently started moving with each other. As the kisses continued, both of them felt a surge throughout their bodies, causing the fire of desire to become an inferno. The kiss started to become intense as their lips started to pick up the pace. But before it got out of hand, Friedrich pulled back slightly and rested his head against hers as they both panted as they looked into each others’ eyes.
“We should,” Friedrich said, trying to focus on what to say and not her lips. “Shower and… and have our lunch… as we planned.”
“Yes,” Melinda said. “We should.”
They both slowly pulled apart, letting their fingers linger a bit longer in each others’ hands before letting go. Friedrich turned off the record player as Melinda headed out of the ballroom. As she headed upstairs to use the shower in her room, he grabbed his duffle bag in the living room and went to use one of the guest showers. The moment they both entered the bathrooms and closed the door behind them, they leaned up against it. They closed their eyes as they panted again as they remembered the kiss they shared. Both weren’t expecting it but both were hoping for it. Once they were able to come to their senses, they got into a shower, a cold one to calm down.
When they were done, Friedrich put on business casual clothes. Dark brown boots, dark blue jeans and dark blue plaid dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbow. He took his shirt into pants and put on his dark brown belt. He looked in the room, slicking his hair back and making sure everything was in order before stepping out of the bathroom. He went to the living room, placing his duffle bag back on the couch. The sounds of footsteps coming down and Friedrich turned around to see Melinda coming down the steps. As she did, his heart started to race. She was in a white summer dress with short sleeves and flowers on it with matching flats. The dress hugged her body, showing her figure and her breasts that were kept covered by two strings.
He smiled as she got to the last step. “You truly look like an angel,” Friedrich said. “A beautiful angel.” She smiled as she blushed. 'Are you ready to head out?”
“Actually,” Melinda said and she started getting a bit nervous. “Would you care to have a picnic? There’s a beautiful meadow hidden within the trees in the backyard. If you like that is.”
“I would like very much,” Friedrich said, smiling.
They headed to the kitchen and started packing up lunch into an old wicker picnic basket. Friedrich placed glasses and a bottle of wine inside as Melinda got a blanket for them. He offered his arm to her and she wrapped her arms, and they headed out back and into the woods. They walked in silence, enjoying the gentle breeze that rustled through the trees as birds sang their song. Once they got to the meadow the clouds slightly blocked the sunlight shading the area. They took a deep breath, letting the smell of the lavender flowers in the meadow calm them. They laid out the blanket and together they laid out the food. Friedrich poured the wine and they toast to a job well done.
They started talking normally as if the kiss never happened though it was in the back of their mind. It’s why this time around, they were being more flirtatious. Instead of sitting away from each other like they did all the tim, they sat closer. Friedrich side propped up on his side right behind her to wear she could lay back on her if she wanted to. They even started touching each other when they didn’t need to. Melinda would giggle as playfully smack his arm or shove on his chest gently when he made a joke. He would gently rubber her lower back at times or brush her hair behind her ear. Then when they looked at each other, their eyes went to each others’ lips wanting another taste. They would lean in slightly but always stopped and looked away.
After a couple of hours they started putting everything away in the basket. Friedrich offered her his hand and helped her up. Then he went to pick up the blanket but before he did, Melinda touched his back and ran as she said tag your hit. He chuckled as he started running after her. She went into the trees and they started to zig zag through them and the bushes. Melinda sped up as she circled back around to the meadow. She looked behind her, seeing Friedrich was nowhere in sight. She smiled as she turned back around and ran right into Friedrich’s arms. They collided and he wrapped his arms around her and they went into a roll. They finally came to a stop on the blanket with Friedrich on top of her.
He chuckled “Are you alright?” Friedrich said as he propped himself up on his hands.
She nodded her head. “I am,” Melinda said, smiling. “How did you get to the meadow before me?”
He grinned. “With my super speed,” Friedrich said, he gave her a wink, making her giggle. His face softened as he looked into her eyes. “I truly love that giggle of yours, it always brightens my day hearing it.” He placed his hand on her face. “Just like it does when I see your smiling face.” She started blushing. “Melinda, I have a confession to make.”
“What is it, Friedrich?” Melinda said.
“Being around you has brought great joy into my life that I thought I would never have again. I don’t know why but,” Friedrich said as he started stroking her cheek with his thumb. “The moment we kissed, it took the pain away that I have been holding in my heart for what felt like a century. Not only do you make me feel alive again.” He smiled. “You make me feel I can love again. And I just want you to know, I no longer wish to live in the past because I want to live in the future, a future with you by my side.”
“Oh Friedrich,” Melinda whispered as she smiled at him.
Melinda’s hands reached up and took a hold of his face, and he allowed her to gently pull his face down to hers. They both closed their eyes and their lips met once more. Just like before, they let out a sigh as the tension left their bodies. His hand moved behind her head as Melinda’s hands found their way around his neck and into his hair. She gave in to a gentle tug as she played with as their lips started moving with one another. Slowly the kiss started to get intense like before but this time, Friedrich didn’t pull away. Instead his tongue made its way into her mouth, making Melinda moan into his mouth. He let out a groan as her tongue started to move with his.
His hand moved back to her face and he cupped her chin, and he stroked his thumb across her cheek. Friedrich withdrew his tongue and he turned her head to the side as his lips started making way to her neck. She started panting until his lips touched a certain spot on her neck, making moan. He started there, kissing it more to make her moan again. Friedrich gave the spot a little lick, making her gasp and goosebumps dance across her skin as she shrivered. He let go of Melinda’s face and his hand traveled downwards slowly, causing her heart to race as his finger tips grazed her skin until he reached her breast. He went to caress it when Melinda placed her hand on his wrist, stopping him.
“What is it?” Friedrich said, looking concerned. “Did I hurt you?”
“No,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “It’s just….”
He saw uncertainty in her eyes. “Melinda,” Friedrich said and he gave her a small smile. “If your not ready we,”
“I am, it's just,” Melinda said and she sighed. “I’m a… virgin and so I don’t exactly you know,”
“Have experience," Friedrich said and she nodded her head. “Don’t worry my angel,” he smiled. “I’ll take care of you.” She smiled as she blushed. “With that said, do you wish for me to continue? If you need more time, I don’t mind waiting at all. You are more than worth the wait.”
“I do wish to continue,” Melinda said as she let go of his wrist.
“Alright then,” Friedrich said, he placed his hand on her face again, stroking her cheek as he looked deep into her eyes. “If anytime you need a break or want to stop all together, don’t be afraid to tell me. I’ll stop immediately.”
“You… you won’t be upset if I do?” Melinda said.
He smiled. “Not at the least,” Friedrich said. He let go of her face and he took a hold of the string that kept the top of her dress closed. “Are you ready for me to make you mine?”
“Yes,” Melinda whispered as she moved her hands to his biceps. “I’m ready.”
Your Disease 7
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Cowboys & Monster Part 8
“Don’t worry about her,” Rhett said, stepping in Maria’s view. “Why are you here Maria?”
“I came here because I was worried about you because of what happened to Walker,” Maria said. “But clearly you're just fine and dandy like it never happened."
“Trust me,” Rhett said, as he tried to hold back his anger. “I’m far from that.”
She scoffed. “Oh really?” Maria said. She pushed past him and went inside. She turned to him as she pointed at Melinda. “Then explain her. Who the hell is she and why is she walking around in just your shirt?”
Rhett looked at Melinda, not knowing what to say. “I’m sorry ma’am but this is a misunderstanding.” Melinda said and Maria turned to her. “I’m Special Agent, Tess Trueheart. I’ve been tracking a suspect with the same M.O. as the person that killed Detective Walker and many others. Me and the detective here started working the case together. He offered me to stay here while we worked on it and I agreed. This morning I went to take a shower and when I got out I realized I never grabbed my duffle bag. So I just threw on one of his shirts so I wouldn’t be walking around here naked that’s all.”
“See? There you have it,” Rhett said. “Now you can leave.”
“Okay,” Maira said as she crossed her arms. “Where’s your duffle bag?”
“The trunk of my car,” Melinda said. “I was going to ask him to get it for me.”
“Maria, just get out of here already.” Rhett said.
“Why does he have to get it out of the trunk of your car?” Maria said, she stepped closer to Melinda. “When your clothes are already here.” She pointed at the ceiling fan in the living room that had Melinda’s bra hanging off of it. Then she pointed at the small bookcase by Melinda that had her panties on it. “Oh and let’s not forget you called him daddy.”
“So fucking what?” Rhett said in a rash tone making Maria turn to him. “She wasn’t fucking lying when she said we are working on the case together. Did we fuck?” He smiled. “Yeah we did,” he started walking over to Maria. “A few times actually. And if I’m being honest with you Maria.” He stopped right in front of Maria. “It’s the best fucking sex I had in my life.” Maira stepped back looking offended by his words. “And it wasn’t just she knows how to move those hips just fucking right or she’s insanly bless both in the front and back. Or because she has the most gorgeous fucking rocking hot body and I find her unimaginably and unremarkably beautiful. Those are all fucking bonuses. It’s because she actually fucking gets me. She likes comics and video games and wrestling like I do. She understands my movie references and we can fucking joke around with each other. She doesn’t tell me I need to fucking grow up and stop being childish like you did all the fucking goddamn time. She is nothing like you,” he smiled. “And I fucking love that about her. And I love the fact all those years ago at the bar she fucking called you out on your shit.”
“What?” Maria said and she turned to Melinda. “You were the girl at the bar?”
“I’m so glad you were finally about to detach Andrew’s dick from you,’ Melinda said. She did rapid gentle clapping. “Kudos. Kudos.”
“Happy?” Rhett said and Maria turned back to him. “You know who she is and why she’s wearing my shit, that she happens to look very sexy in by the way. Now,” He leaned down, inches from her face. “I want you to fuck off and stay fuck. I’m so sick of seeing you fucking face. This is low even for you Maria, coming over here and using Cap’s death to try to get yourself back in my life. So I want you to get the fuck out of my house and if I see you again, and it’s not because of work. I will release all the naughty fucking kinky evidence I got on you of what kind of lawyer you really are.”
His breathing was heavy, nostrils flared as he looked at her with pure anger and hatred in his eyes. Maria slowly backed away from him and she looked over at Melinda. Who crossed her arms with a cold look on her face as she motioned her head to the door. Maira looked back at Rhett before putting her head down and walking around him. He kept his eyes on her as she walked out of the door. Rhett went over to the door, slamming it so hard pictures on the wall nearby fell down.
Rhett clenched his fist as his breathing got rapid. He leaned over slightly as he let out a roar of pain and anger. Then he started grabbing whatever was near him and throwing it in all directions. He smashed glass and furniture. He punched holes in walls and ripped down things hanging up on them. Rhett screamed and cussed as he destroyed everything in the living room, kitchen, and dining room until there was nothing left. He let out one finally roar as he fell to his knees in the center of the room. He hung his head as he started to cry.
Without a word, Melinda walked over to him and kneeled down beside him. She wrapped one arm around his shoulder and the other wrapped around in front of him, placing her hand on the side of his head. Melinda gently pulled him to her, resting his head on her chest and resting her head on his. She closed her eyes and slowly rocked him as tears of her own rolled down her cheek. She understood his pain all too well.
A Few Hours Later:
“You didn’t have to do that.” Rhett said.
“Do what?” Melinda said as she kept her focus on cleaning off the blood on his knuckles.
“Clean up my mess,” Rhett said. “You didn’t have to. Just like you don’t have to patch me up.”
“We’re partners Rhett,” Melinda said as she looked up at him and gave a small smile. “It’s what we do.” He smiled back at her as she went back to his hand. “So, I’m really the best sex you ever have?” She looked up with a smirk on her face.
He chuckled. “Yeah,” Rhett said, nodding his head. “What about me Winchester? Am I the best sex you ever had?”
“Like the top five,” Melinda said. He chuckled as he shook his head. “Yeah,” she looked back at his hand. “You are.”
He smiled. “I uh,” Rhett said as she started working on his other hand. “I wasn’t lying about what I said.” She looked up at him. “About you actually get me. How I find you unimaginably and unremarkably beautiful.” They both smiled. “I mean every word I said about you. I just wish that,” he sighed as he shook his head as he looked away.
“I’m sorry Rhett,” Melinda said and he turned to him. “Maybe if I just introduced myself that night at the bar things would have been different. We all could have sat down together and talked. John would have given you his blessings for us to be together. I would have been here when those Vetalas first showed up. John and Ava would still be alive and Wyatt wouldn’t have to grow up wondering what happened to his parents. But I can’t change what happened, no spell on earth can. I know,” she looked back down. “I already tried.”
“What do you mean?” Rhett said.
“When I got to John’s and found them the way I did,” Melinda said, closing her eyes as she shook her head slightly as tears started to form. “John uh,” she opened up her eyes and looked up at Rhett. “John was still alive.”
“What?” Rhett whispered. “He…he was still alive?” She nodded her head. “You were the one that called, not the neighbor.” She nodded her head again. “Fuck.”
“I tried to get the bleeding to stop but,” Melinda said she shook her head. “I couldn’t.” Her voice started breaking. “Then I uh,” she paused for a moment. “I tried to use the time spell that I was given by Rowena. It only goes back five minutes, but it would have given me a chance to save them. But,’ she put her head down. “It wouldn’t work,’ she shook her head. “No matter how many times I cast it, it wouldn’t.” She looked up. “I took off because I couldn’t find Wyatt. I thought the Vetala took him and came here, that way you got home he would have put you through the same thing he did to John. But when I got here, your place was empty and I heard the amber alert got canceled. I just went back to my hotel room after that and I called Rowena to find out what the hell the spell didn' t work and,” she sighed as she closed her eyes and hung her head.
“What did she say?” Rhett said, he leaned forward when she didn’t reply. “Melinda, what did she say?”
She took a deep breath as she opened her eyes and looked back up. “She said if something was meant to be, the spell wouldn’t work,” Melinda said. “She said,” she took another deep breath. “She said John and Ava were meant to die.” Rhett fell back into his seat. “I’m sorry Rhett I tried. I tried,” she started crying softly as she put her head down. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
“Hey, hey,” Rhett said, leaning back forward and putting his arms around her. He kicked the chair back so he could kneel down and pull her to him. “It’s okay, I got you. I got you.” He tightened his grip on her as he rocked her. “You tried Winchester, you tried. That’s what fucking matters. So don’t beat yourself up for this. Even if you did come up to us at the bar that night, it wouldn’t have changed anything. Like that witch said, they were meant to die. So please, please, don’t put this on you. Okay?” He moved around, lifted her head up and wiped her tears away. Then he took a hold of her face as he leaned in closer as he looked into her eyes. “This isn’t on you Melinda, not one goddamn bit. It’s not on you.” He lowered his voice to a whisper. “It’s not on you.”
She slightly nodded her head as she put her hands on his. Slowly they leaned in closer as they closed their eyes. Their lips pressed against each other gently and they both let out a soft sigh. Their lips slowly moved with one another as Rhett slowly leaned her back, placing Melinda on the ground. Her arms went around his neck as his hands went down and started undoing his pants. Once he was done, he put one hand beside her head and the other took a hold of her knee, raising her leg up. Slowly and gently, pushed his hips forward, sliding himself inside of her. Rhett slightly pulled back, breaking the kiss. They opened their eyes and kept them on each other as he continued to move his hips, making them both softly moan. This time, it wasn’t about fucking. It was about comforting one and another. About helping each other to forget the world around them. Even if it was for a few minutes, they would get lost to each other as they solace in one and another.
“Okay,” Melinda said and she went back to researching.
“I’m serious.” Rhett said.
She sighed and she looked up. “Rhett,” Melinda said. “If you don’t want to have sex again, that’s completely fine. But in all honesty,” she smiled. “I’m pretty sure it’s going to happen again.”
“Yeah,” Rhett said and he sighed. “I know.”
“I know this whole thing is just one big fucked up situation.” Melinda said.
“You can say that again,” Rhett said.
“Despite what happened between me and John in the past isn’t going to change things between me and you,” Melinda said. “Even if I didn’t sleep with John back then.”
“What do you mean?” Rhett said.
“Even though we have a lot in common and get along great, me and you,” Melinda said and she shook her head. “Would never work out.”
“We would,” Rhett said, nodding his head.
She sighed. “Rhett,” Melinda said. “We come from two different worlds. Your life is here, mine is on the road. You arrest the bag guys. I kill monsters. If we were ever to workout, one of us would have to give up our lives to join the other one's life. Both of us are passionate about what we do, about the people we save. If you join me on the road, there’s a higher chance of you dying. A higher chance of something coming after Wyatt just like it did for John and Ava if you try to stay in his life. Can you give up Wyatt, who John entrusted with you in order to be with me?”
“You can give up being a hunter,” Rhett said. “We… We can build a life here.” He leaned forward as he placed his arms on the table. “You said so yourself, that if I was ready you would walk away from the hunter's life for me. And if your brothers could walk away to be with the women they love and have families. Why can’t you do the same?”
“Once a hunter, always a hunter.” Melinda said. “My brothers’ homes are like forestress. Hex bags, salt rings, protection spells, and weapons hidden throughout the house. The constant looking over their shoulder waiting for something to come out of the shadows for their family. Which they have before, numerous times causing them to move around a lot. It stop, when I took up the mantle because those bastards were reminded what a Winchester is capable of doing. If I walk away from you, they’ll come not only for us but for my brothers and their families. I can’t let that happen,” she shook her head. “I won’t.”
“What does that mean for us?” Rhett said.
“After this case is over and we kill that fucking, we part ways.” Melinda said. Rhett sighed as he leaned back in his chair. “It’s for the best cowboy. Till then,” she smiled. “Just enjoy the time we got together. Especially enjoy the best sex you ever had in your life.”
He chuckled weakly. “Yeah,” Rhett said, nodding his head. “Can I uh,” he leaned back on the table again. “Can I ask you a question?”
“You can ask me anything.” Melinda said.
“This Vetala monster,” Rhett said. “Is there a way to know whose one? I know you mention doing a holy water test for demons. But is there a test for them?”
“No,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “Maybe if we had a blood sample and we tested it out to see if something stood out in it. But other than that,” she shrugged her shoulders. “I honestly don’t know.” He nodded his head. “Why do you ask?”
“No reason,” Rhett said, leaning back in his seat.
“Bullshit,” Melinda said. “What’s up? What are you thinking?”
“It’s just uh,” Rhett said, he shook his head as he looked away. “You know how I was running late to meet up with John too?”
“Yeah,” Melinda said.
“I have a brother,” Rhett said, turning to her. “Perry. But it turns out he’s not my brother after all. And my parents are just his parents, not ours.”
“Rhett I don’t understand,” Melinda said. “Did they take you or something?”
“No,” Rhett said, shaking his head again. “So I grew up in Wyoming. On this godforsaken ranch with Royal and Cecilia Abbott, people I thought were my parents and Perry. I always, fucking always was treated like a piece of shit. I’m not just talking verbally. I’m talking about emotionally, mentally, and physically." Melinda sat up in attention. “And I never knew why. I thought, I don’t know,” he shrugged his shoulders. “That something was wrong with me. Something just fucked up about me that made them treat me like this, made them hate me and just wanted me died. Then one day, Perry got himself into serious trouble. He killed a guy, Trevor Tillerson.”
“What?” Melinda said. “He killed him?”
“Yeah,” Rhett said, nodding his head. “But it was self dense. That fucking prick came after him and for once in his life Perry fought back. Perry nailed him but the guy tripped and when his head hit the ground,” he shook his head. “He was gone. And Royal,” he clenched his fist. “He wanted me to tell the Sheriff that I fucking killed Trevor to protect Perry, like I was always force to do. I finally had a enough and I fucking went off on them. I ended up going into tell and I told the Sheriff everything, I mean fucking everything. From the first time the abuse started up till the moment I left that ranch. All three of them were arrested and I went to Maria’s, I told her let’s go now and I asked her to marry me. And we came out here, then our marriage fell apart. I meant Walker and became a detective, and all that.”
“Then the night after that Vetala died I went to the bar I meant you at and had a drink while Walker went home.” Rhett said. “I was sitting there, thinking about what the fuck happened that night when Perry just showed up. He sits there and starts telling me that fucking Royal wants me to come back home to work ont he ranch.”
“What?” Melinda said. “After everything he still wanted you to come back?”
“Yeah,” Rhett said, nodding his head. “Like it never fucken happened. I said no because of how they treated me like a piece of shit, their own son. That’s when Perry said,” he looked down. “Perry said I wasn’t their son. I was their godson and my mom Sonia,” he took a deep breath. “She died during childbirth but not before telling Cecilia who my dad was. Turns out,” he looked back up at her. “My mother was held against her will and raped repeatedly for several days by my dad.”
“Oh my god, “ Melinda whispered.
“And since I killed her best friend and,” Rhett said and he chuckled weakly. “My father raped her best friend, she found it fitting to take it out on me. So did Royal, so Perry. And I uh,” he took another deep breath. “I told Walker about it after our medal ceremony and I went to my work after that. I ran Perry’s DNA against mine and it came up negative for any relations. But uh.” He chuckled weakly again as he shook his head. “It popped up positive that I was the son of the former detective, Harry Ambrose.”
“Harry Ambrose?” Melinda said.
“Yeah,” Rhett said. He opened up his desk drawer and pulled out a file. “That sick fucking bastarted was in jail for rape and kidnapping of my mom.” He handed her the folder and she opened it up. “But was released after only serving around 16 years of a 25 year sentence.”
“Oh my god,” Melinda said.
“As you can tell I get my good looks from him.” Rhett said. He scoffed and he took a drink of his beer. “Now back to what I was saying. I was asking because,’
“Rhett,” Melinda said, looking up at him. “I don’t know how to say this but, Harry Ambrose is a hunter. He’s one of the greatest hunters who's ever lived.” The beer bottle slipped from his hands and shattered on the floor, along with Rhett’s reality.
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Bad Times At The House Of Cards Part 5
“I don’t know why I even followed them,” Melinda said. “I have seen other crime bosses and their sons go with my father but I paid them no mind. I went back to whatever it is I was doing. But for some reason, I got up and went out there. I felt like we were walking for a couple hours. It was hard to see where I was going, being so dark and they had the only light. I used what moonlight I could to make my way through the woods. Then I see this old rundown barn. And I figured out where we were because I had rode by a few times when I was little on one of my ponies. My father would also tell me not to go near it, let alone inside because it was so old and unstable, it could fall right on me.”
“But that was bullshit, wasn’t it?” Cameron said.
“It was,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “They went inside, I could see Kelly, Marucs and Kevin in there. They closed the door and I walked over, and looked through the crack of the door. My father stepped forward and he said, rules are made to be followed, not broken. And you, you broke the rules and now you have to pay for it. Then Kelly and Kevin shoved Marcus onto his knees. He started pleading with them that it wasn’t him, that someone else was trying to pull a scam on the high rollers. But my father told them they had all the proof they needed. Then Kelly and Kevin walked over to a pile of hay and disappeared behind it. When they came back, they had a woman that was tied up with a gag in her mouth and she was crying. Then they,’ she looked down at the empty shot glass in her hand. “They brought a boy. He was so tiny. He had to be three, maybe four. He was tied and gagged, and crying too.”
“Jesus,” Cameron whispered.
“They got them on their knees and removed their gags. The little boy kept saying daddy help. Daddy help.” Melinda said as she started tearing up. “Kelly grabbed the woman’s hair and pulled her head back. And my father pulled out his old fashioned razor blade. The one I see him using on himself to shave countless times. He put it to her neck and the little boy started crying, telling my father to stay away from his mommy. Marcus, he’s begging my father to just kill him and let them go. My father told him, you tried to steal from me for your family. Because your wife is sick and you didn’t want your son to grow up without a mother. If you needed the money that bad Marcus, you could have come to me. Instead, you broke the rules and like I told you before. Rules are made to be followed, not broken. No matter what, none of you are making it out of her alive. With that said, I want you to choose in what order they die. You have a minute to decide who goes first, your wife or your son.”
“Oh fuck,” Cameron said.
“My father started counting down and I,” Melinda said and her breathing started to pick up. “I kept telling myself, open the door and stop him. Just open the door and stop him. But my body,” she shook her head. “It wouldn’t move. No matter how much I keep telling it to move, it won't. Then my father said times up and he… he,” her voice started to break. “He grabbed the little boy by his hair and pulled up off the ground, and he slit his throat.” She started crying. Cameron quickly knocked everything down that was between them and he moved over, putting his arms around her and comforting her. “He just let him go and his little body hit the ground so hard. Marcus and his wife are screaming. Then my father slit her throat open and Kelly let her go and she dropped to the floor.”
“Marcus,” Melinda said and she took a couple deep breaths. “He crawls to his family. He’s holding them and crying that he was sorry and not to leave me. Then Kevin brings over a shove and hands it to my father. My father tells him, your wife was going to die anyways, at least I made it quick. And as for your boy, I spared him a life without his mother just like you wanted for him. He drops the shove in front of Marcus and says, start digging and I’ll bury you with your family. If you don’t, I’ll chop them up and scatter them throughout my property, and you’ll never be with your family again. Marcus started digging and digging, and digging until my father told him to stop.”
“Then Kelly and Kevin go behind the pile of hay and they come back with a large and wide wooden box.” Melinda said as she slowly got her crying under control. “They put it into the hole and opened up the lid. They toss his family inside of it and make Marcus get it. He does. They close it up and Kevin nails it shut. Kelly gets another shove, and they start filling up the hole. I could hear Marcus still crying for his family, begging them to come back and to forgive him. Even after the hole was filled, I could hear him beneath the dirt. And the whole time this was happening, James was smiling.”
“He was,” Cameron said, trying to process what she said. “Smiling?”
She nodded his head. “It wasn’t a fake smile like he was trying to please my father or his,” Melinda said. “It was a genuine smile. Like the one he gave me anytime he won at chess. When he stepped out of the bathroom after he slept with one of the maids. He enjoyed watching them die, he loved it.” Cameron shook his head. “My father told James how proud he was of him that he was able to see a sight like this and not throw up or faint like the other boys did. How he would be the best suitor for me. That he hopes that I choose him when the time comes because it would be an honor to call him son. And then he said, speaking of my daughter. He looked at the door and said, did you enjoy the show, baby girl? Then they all turned to the door.”
“He knew you were there the whole time?” Cameron said. She nodded her head. “What did he do?”
“He said, James, would you be so kind and take my daughter to her room, and take care of her? I still have other business to attend to.” Melinda said. “James just said, with pleasure sir. He started walking to the door and finally, my body started moving. I turned and ran for it, and I could hear James call my name. I turned to look to see where he was at and I ended up tripping. I was trying to get up and he was already on me. Despite everything Kelly taught me, James overpowered me like it was nothing. I started screaming for help while I’m trying to break free from him. And James just talked to me so calmly, it’s alright I’m not going to hurt you, I’m not going to hurt you. I just,” she started sniffing. “I just gave up and started crying.”
“He picks me up and he’s telling me it’s going to be okay now you just need to get some rest.” Melinda said. “He carried all the way back to my room as I cried. He sets me on my bed and takes off my shoes, my socks and my jacket. Then goes to my bathroom and he starts up the bath for me. He comes back for me and takes me over there. He turns around and tells me to get undressed, and get in the bath. I didn’t want to but,” she shook her head. “I didn’t know what he would do to me if I didn’t. So I did it and got in, and curled up into a ball still crying. He turned back around and he started working on getting all the leaves and grass out of my hair. Once everything was out, James brushed my hair out and then washed it. When I was done, he closed his eyes and helped me out. And he kept them closed while I got dried off and got my robe on. Then James took me to my bed and tucked me in. I thought he was going to leave after that.”
“But he didn’t.” Cameron said.
She shook her head. “He went to my desk and grabbed one of the limited edition Edgar Allan Poe books he got me for my 16th birthday.” Melinda said. “He grabbed my chair and brought it to my bedside. He sat down and started reading it, just like my father would when I was little. Eventually I cried myself to sleep. When I woke up it was morning and James was gone. But he left a note on my nightstand, saying I hope after a good night’s rest you’ll feel better. You are going to need it for what happens next. Just remember to be strong and you’ll be just fine. Then my father came in and said good morning my little princess, like he always did. He told me to get dressed and come downstairs. He said breakfast was ready and he had them make my favorite. French toast with lots of butter and powdered sugar. Scrambled eggs, bacon, and diced red potatoes. I thought he was giving me my last meal.”
“Is that when you made a run for it?” Cameron said.
“No,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “I thought since I failed to save Marcus and his family, I deserve to die.” Cameron tightened his grip on her as new tears formed in her eyes. “So I put on my favorite dress, did my makeup, and hair. So I could look nice before I go. I went downstairs and sat down, and started eating. My father, the whole time he was acting completely normal, him and Kelly both. They were talking about football, who they thought would end up at the superbowl. After I was done and I put down that fork, the mood just changed. He said, what was my rule about going out there? I said, never go near the old barn. And he said, what he said last night to Marcus. Rules are made to be followed, not broken. You broke the rules and you have to pay for that. I asked him if he was going to kill me too. He said with a smile, of course not, you're my little princess, my baby girl. I would never hurt you let alone kill you. But that doesn’t mean, I won’t kill someone you love.”
“Someone you love?” Cameron said. “Your mom?” She shook her head. “Then who?”
She rubbed her eyes, stopping the new tears from falling. “He took me to the stables and I saw a pile of dirt by a hole.” Melinda said. “He walks me over to it and inside,” she sniffed a bit. “All my pets. My ponies, my cat, my dog, my turtle, even my koi fishes. All with their heads gone and skin removed,” Cameron sighed as he rested his head on hers. “My father hands me a shovel and tells me to fill up the hole. I’m trying my best not to cry, but I still cry as I start burying them. While I’m filling in the hole, my father tells me to think of what I have done. How I broke the rules and now I was paying for it. How I should thank my lucky stars that I’m still alive after breaking the rules. On and on he goes until I’m done.”
“Then he tells me,” Melinda said. “Baby girl I want you to know that I’m not mad at you, but I am disappointed in you. I expected more from you. But it’s my fault for spoiling you because you are my little princess. I wanted you to be a kid and not grow up like I did. I wanted you to have that childhood, something I wasn’t allowed to have since I was born a Kings. But since you know that I’m not just a casino owner, but also one of five crime bosses. Now it’s time you know the family business, the real family business baby girl. Because once I retire, it’s up to you to carry on the family name. When you turn 18, you will choose one of the sons from the crime families to be your husband. You two will have until your 21st birthday to get to know each other. Then you will marry him and start having his children that will one day take over for you. You and my grandchildren will be my living legacy. So I suggest you pick someone who is smart, cunning, strong, and ruthless, someone like James Shaw. Not only will he take care of you and your children, but his father’s empire would make us twice as strong. Then he smiled at me and asked if I wanted to go to the pet store and pick out new pets that hopefully will die of natural causes this time around.”
“Fucking asshole,” Cameron said, shaking his head. “What did you tell him?”
“I told him I wanted to see my mother,” Melinda said. “He said okay, he offered his hand to me and I took it. He walked me all the way to the car without saying a word. Kelly drove us and as he’s driving, I see we aren’t going the right way. I told my father, I wanted to see my mother. He said I know baby girl, your mother moved to a new home and that’s where we are going. Next thing I know, we pulled up to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city. We get out and he takes my hand again, leading me through the cemetery. We finally get to a gravestone and he says, say good morning to your mother, baby girl. I look down and see it says my mother’s name and the date of her death, is the same day I left to live with him.”
“So when he went to talk to her,” Cameron said. “He actually went to kill her?”
“He said he wasn’t going to kill her, not at first.” Melinda said. “He told her that the results said I was his child so he was taking me home. She told him no, that she wants to file with the courts to get sole custody of me and make him pay a pretty penny. He told her, she’s my baby girl, who you have been treating like a burden since you got pregnant with her. No one told you to live this life and whore yourself out. I offered you marriage once, you denied me. But you will not deny me my little princess, my baby girl. Then he wrapped his hand around her throat and squeezed the life out of her. He then told me, I never loved your mother, she was a whore that I wanted to keep around because she knew her away around the bedroom. She was also very beautiful and I loved her hazel eyes. And I knew our children would be beautiful like her. And since I didn’t love her, it was easy to kill her. But you my little princess, I love you. That’s why you are here and she’s not. So always remember, it’s my love for you that will keep you alive. So you better pray that I never stop loving you.” Cameron let out a heavy sigh.
“After that he didn’t hide who he was and he would talk openly about his crime activities in front of me.” Melinda said. “He had me start attending meetings with him, learning the tricks of the trade as he put it. I told him that I could run an empire, but I don’t have the stomach nor the heart to end a life like he could. He said don’t worry baby girl, that’s why you have enforcers. Plus if you choose James, he’ll be more than happy to do it for you. After all, happy wife, happy life and he’ll make you very happy. For two years, he taught me the ways of both of our families' businesses. During that time, not only did James and his father come over, but other crime bosses and their sons. All of the sons were trying to get my attention in hopes I would pick them. All of them except James, who kept chasing the maids and other women around. I kept asking my father if I had to marry one of them. If I could just find someone to fall in love with, get married and have children with. He would just laugh and say that’s why the bosses are bringing their sons over. So I could get to know them and fall in love with one of them. I told him, you said whatever my little heart desires you would give it to me because I am your little princess. He said yes, but you're going to be someone’s queen and they can give you whatever you want. I knew no matter what I said, my father wasn’t going to let up. I was going to be stuck in this life. And worse, so were my children that I was going to be forced to have will be too.”
“That’s when you decided to run away,” Cameron said.
“Yes,” Melinda said. “It took me a while to get a hold of the right people to get me out of there. Get me fake IDs, money, a car and anything else I needed without having ties to my father or any of the crime bosses. By the time it was my 18th birthday, I was ready to go. I did the whole getting dressed up, make up, and tiara. When I stepped out of my room to go to the ballroom, I saw James coming out of the usual hallway bathroom after one of the maids ran out. He just stared at me for a bit, like he forgot who I was and was trying to figure out my name or something. Then he started smiling at me as he walked over to me. He asked if he could escort me to the ballroom and I said yes. When we got to the ballroom, the whole time he was staring at me and he kept asking me to dance. He was actually trying to talk to me, telling me about all these beautiful places he visited. Asking if there was anywhere I wanted to go. I was thinking they knew I was up to something and James was keeping me busy so I would miss my window. So I decided to excuse myself like I normally do to the bathroom a couple of times and then come back. But the last time I excused myself, I didn’t come back.”
“That’s when you ran away,” Cameron said.
“I ran like there was no fucking tomorrow,” Melinda said. “I knew my father or Kelly wouldn’t come for me. He had an empire and casino to run, and Kelly needed to be by his side. I also knew my father wouldn’t get outside help or the other families help because he won’t want me to get hurt. Leaving him only the options to send Kevin and the others to get me. But they all forgot, I knew how they fought and the way they think thanks to Kelly allowing me to train with them. So I knew I could get away from them if I was ever cornered. On the road, I did everything Kelly taught me. He always said the best way to disappear was to be as random as possible. So I got a map and threw a dart at it. Wherever it landed, I went there. I avoided all electronics and did cash only transactions. If I need to use a credit card I made sure it was a last resort. Once I use it, I would take off to another state since it takes four for it to appear it was in use. For years, I was always on the go, running into my father’s men now and again. But despite all that,” she she nuzzled up to him and smiled. “I never felt so free.” Cameron smiled but then a heavy sigh escaped her, causing his smile to fade. “It was fun while it lasted.”
“Yeah,” Cameron whispered and he let out a soft sigh. “But uh, we still have some time before you have to go back. So you know, we can do whatever you want and go wherever you want.”
“Where would you go?” Melinda said.
“I don’t know,” Cameron said. “I always thought me and my band would go on tour, visit all these places but now,” he shrugged his shoulders. “That’s not going to happen so I have no idea where I would go.”
“You have a band?” Melinda said. “What’s the name? Maybe I heard of you guys before.”
“Moth Sausage." Cameron said, she pulled back and looked up at him with a weird look. “Hey in my defense we were completely shit faced and we were throwing around random names. Then someone said Moth Sausage and somehow it became our band name. Also technology isn’t my band, it was the lead singer that started it. I’m the lead guitarist though. I actually got our CD on me if you want to hear some of our music.”
“Sure.” Melinda said.
“Cool, I’ll go get it.” Cameron said. He got up and went over to his room. Melinda picked up what he knocked down early and he came back with the CD. He put it in the stereo that was in the room and started playing a song. “This is one of our first songs we did.” He turned up the music a bit and he bobbed his head with it. “What do you think?”
“It’s rhythmic,” Melinda said, smiling. “You said earlier about the whole going on tour thing but that’s not going to happen now. Is that because of this situation you're in now or what?”
“No,” Cameron said, shaking his head as he lowered the music before walking back over to the back of the couch. “Remember my two besties I mentioned?” She nodded her head. “They are the ones that started the band and now with the baby on the way, they decided to call it quits. So,” he shrugged his shoulders. “No more Moth Sausage."
“Huh,” Melinda said.
“What do you mean huh?” Cameron said, raising an eyebrow. “What’s that?”
“I just thought you guys broke up because you didn’t know what real music was,” Melinda said, in a teasing voice.
“Oh is that right?” Cameron said. Melinda smiled and nodded. “And what music are you into?” He laid on top of the couch behind her and she turned to look at him. “Let me guess you like those singer-songwriter, sad, acoustic songs about love and heartbreak.”
“Maybe,” Melinda said.
“So you like that?” Cameron said, smiling. “Romantic, acoustic music?”
“Yeah,’ Melinda said, smiling. “I like songs that make you feel.”
He chuckled. “So you like sad boy music,” Cameron said.
She giggled. “It’s not sad boy music.” Melinda said.
“I bet you originally said no to going on a date with me because you want to date those guys that are like,” Cameron said. He cleared his voice and he started doing a deep voice. “Hey baby, I want to sing you this song I wrote. Let me put my hair down and stop crying for a one second so I,” she shoved him off the couch. “Oh shit.” He hit the floor and he groaned.
She got on top of the couch and laid on it. “Maybe you can write a song about a girl that knocked you on your ass twice,” Melinda said with a smirk.
He nodded his head. “Okay,” Cameron said as he kept nodding his head. “Okay.” He reached up and grabbed her. “Come here,” he pulled her down, making her playfully scream as she laid on top of him. He went into a roll, putting her under him and between his legs. “Now you're going to get it.” He sat up as he started tickling her, making her giggle as she tried to get him to stop. “You want to talk shit now huh? Want to talk shit now?”
“Yes,” Melinda said. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward, getting him off balance and they went into a roll. She got on top of him and moved her legs around so he was between hers. She sat up to start tickling him back when she saw Cameron’s eyes were wide as they looked down a bit. “What?” She looked down, seeing her robe opened up, exposing her breast. “Oh my god.” She grabbed the robe and quickly closed it back up, snapping Carmeon out of it. “I’m so fucking embarrassed right now.” She nervously laughed as she started turning red.
“Don’t be,” Cameron said and he smiled. “They’re fucking amazing. Can I see them again?”
“Cameron!” Melinda said.
“What?” Cameron said and he chuckled. “They are.”
Then she felt something between her legs, rubbing up against her core. “Cameron!” Melinda said and she rolled off of him. “What the fuck? Keep that damn python of yours in check.”
He chuckled. “I’m sorry,” Cameron said as he sat up. “Your insanely attractive Melinda. Plus I just saw your big, beautiful, and natural breasts. And I so happened to be a tits guy. Also you were on top of me and it’s also been a minute since I got some. So yeah,” he grinned. “I’m going to get a boner. Oh and thank you by the way.”
“For what?” Melinda said.
“For giving me a mental image to use tonight,” Cameron said with a smirk. She playfully smacked him, making him chuckle. “I’m just trying to say in my own way, don’t be embarrassed by your rocking hot body.”
She giggled. “Thanks,” Melinda said. “And congratulations.”
“Congratulations for what?” Cameron said.
“On being the first man to see my breast.” Melinda said.
He smiled but it soon disappeared. “First?” Cameron said, looking confused. “No one’s seen you naked before?” She shook her head. “So that means,” he thought about it and he smiled. “Melinda, are you a virgin?"
“Cameron,” Melinda said. “Did you forget who my father is?”
“Well I know who your dad is. I just thought, I don’t know,” Cameron said and he shrugged his shoulders. “You got some after you ran away.”
“Nope,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “I never even went on the date.”
“Never?” Cameron said, raising an eyebrow.
She shook her head. “Never.” Melinda said.
“So our date would have been your first,” Cameron said and she nodded her head. “Fuck,” he laid back down and let out a heavy sighed. “I’m so sorry Melinda, I keep fucking shit up for you.”
“What do you mean?” Melinda said.
“Because I asked you out and then you know,” Cameron said, he waved his hands around. “All this shit happens.” He sighed as he put his hands back down.
“All this isn’t your fault Cameron,” Melinda said. “Not one bit.”
“Still,” Cameron said. “I could have at least given you one good date before things went to shit for you.” He looked over at her. “Were you all excited for a date? Be honest?”
“Yes,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “I was.”
“Fuck,” Cameron said and he looked back up at the ceiling. “I’m so sorry.” He covered up his face with his hands. “I’m such a fucking asshole and piece of shit.”
“Hey,” Melinda said, going over to him and pulling his hands away from his face. “You're not.” He went to say something and she shook her head. “Don’t Cameron. I know if you weren’t forced into this situation, you wouldn’t have done what you had to do. So please, don’t keep beating yourself up about this.” He let out a heavy sigh. “Come on,” she let his hands go. “We should head to bed, it’s getting late.”
“Yeah,” Cameron said. “Where do you want to go tomorrow?”
“How about we clean up that camper of yours and then worry where we should go after,” Melinda said.
“Alright,” Cameron said, nodding his head as he got up. “Let’s get to bed then.” He helped her back up. “Goodnight, sorry about everything again.”
“Goodnight,” Melinda said. She headed to her room as he went to turn the stereo off. “Cameron,” they both turned back around. “I uh… I really don’t want to sleep alone tonight with you know, everything going on. I was wondering if you wanted to lay down with me, if that’s alright with you.”
“Yeah,” Cameron said, smiling as he nodded his head. “That’s alright with me. Just let me uh,” he chuckled nervously. “Put on some clothes.”
“Same,” Melinda said. With shy smiles on their faces they walked into their rooms and got dressed. When Cameron was done he walked over to her room. He took a deep breath before knocking on the door. “Come in,” he opened the door to see she was already in pjs and in bed. “Is there a certain side you want?”
“No,” Cameron said, shaking his head as he started getting nervous. “Either side is good with me.” Melinda scooted to the right side of the bed and he crawled into the other side. “Do you uh,” he looked over at her. “Want to… like cuddle?” She nodded her head. “Okay,” he laid down on his back and stretched his arm out. “Come here.” She curled up to his side and rested her head on his chest, and they wrapped their arms around each other.
“Your heart rate is pretty fast,” Melinda said. “Are you alright?”
“Well I’m cuddle up with a really beautiful and sexy, and pretty fucking hot chick so you know,” Cameron said and she giggle, putting him at ease. “Plus I’m still picturing your perfect tits.” She smacked him and he chuckled. “I’m joking. I’m joking. Not really.” She smacked him again and he laughed a bit more. “Just don’t get mad when I wake up with a woodie and I poke you with it.”
Melinda went to smack him again when he caught her wrist. He chuckled as he playfully struggled against each other. Cameron teased her a bit, making her giggle as he tickled her side a bit. Soon their laughter went quiet as his hand went up her wrist and to her hand. They both looked as their fingers interlace with one another. They gently squeezed each other’s hands before their fingers unlace. Melinda went to pull her hand away, when Cameron took a hold of it. He brought their hands down to his lips and he kissed his hand gently. Then he placed their hands on his chest, right over his heart. He smiled, feeling Melinda’s heart beating fast against his side. He gently ran his hand up and down her side. Slowly, her heart became steady and soon, her body went limp. He chuckled lightly when he heard her very light and soft snoring. He leaned his head down, kissing the top of her head. Cameron gave her a gentle squeeze before closing his eyes and laid his head back. He listened to the sounds of her breathing until he fell asleep too.
Bad Times At The House Of Kings Part 6 coming soon
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At a young age, Melinda already knew what her mother was, a whore. She knew that with the men coming in and out of their homes at all hours of the day and night. The money they would hand her mother after talking about what services they wanted before going upstairs. From the moans, groans, and other adult noises that come from her mother’s bedroom. But though her mother was a whore, she treated Melinda good, for the most part that is. She made sure Melinda was well fed and clothed. The house was clean and took care of her when she was sick. She enrolled her into a good school and was in after school programs.
But once Melinda turned five and her mother noticed how smart she was, she let Melinda take care of herself. She just made sure the fridge and pantry were stocked with food so Melinda could easily put a meal together for herself. She also left Melinda in charge to keep the house clean. She even put a step ladder in the laundry room so Melinda could do the laundry when she needed to. And though she bought Melinda clothes and other things she needed, she never bought Melinda toys or books or other things Melinda simply wanted. Even on her birthday or for Christmas, her mother wouldn’t get her anything nor do anything for it. But Kings did.
Every year for her birthday Kings would buy her mother’s services for the whole day, so Melinda could enjoy her birthday. He would throw her a small party, bringing gifts of toys and books for her. He bought her a cake and he and his men would sing happy birthday to her. When it was Christmas, Kings had his men put up Christmas lights, a tree, and stocking. He would buy her mother for Christmas Eve and Christmas day so no one would ruin it for Melinda. On Christmas Eve, Kings and Melinda would make cookies for Santa and set out a glass of him. He would have Kelly dress up as Santa Claus and bring in her gifts for her. On Valentine's day, he would bring Melinda and her mother flowers and chocolates. He would tell her if she ever fell in love and her man never brought her any flowers or took her out, to leave him because he didn’t deserve her.
For fourth of July, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and New Year’s Eve he would buy her mother’s service for the night. On the fourth, he would buy fireworks for Melinda and do a BBQ. On Halloween, he had the men decorate the house. Kings would buy her a costume and even take her out trick or tricking. On Thanksgiving, he would buy a turkey and cook it up. They would have a nice meal together. On New Year's Eve, he would have a small party and have fireworks. He would give Melinda apple cider so she could toast with them. If there were any events at her school that she was a part of, he would be there to watch her perform.
But other than that, when he came over Kings would simply greet Melinda and pat her on the head. Then he would buy her mother for a couple of hours of her services and go upstairs with her. While Kelly and a couple of his men would wait downstairs for him to be done. Kelly would make Melinda something to eat, read her a book or play games with her if she wasn’t doing school work or her own thing. If she was, he would just play chess with one of the men. And it was during a game of chess after Melinda turned six that Kelly found out how smart Melinda truly was.
“Checkmate,” Kelly said.
“Damnit,” Kevin said, shaking head. “Everytime.” He grunted. “Let’s go again.”
They reset the pieces and started another game. Like before, Kelly won. They reset the pieces again, Kelly won again. Over and over they played, and the results were the same. Kelly won and Kevin got more frustrated. Melinda eventually went over and sat down next to them, and watched them play. But after over thirty minutes of losing, Kevin had enough.
“Come on laddie,” Kelly said with a smirk. “One more round.”
“Fuck that,” Kevin said.
“Aye watch your mouth,” Kelly said and he motioned to Melinda. “The lass is right there.”
“Sorry kid,” Kevin said.
“May I try?” Melinda said.
“You want to play against Kelly?” Kevin said. Melinda nodded her head and he chuckled. “Alright kid,” he smiled. “Knock yourself out.” He moved over as Kelly reset the pieces. “Okay, since you have the white pieces,”
“I go first.” Melinda said.
“That’s right.” Kevin said, nodding his head. “Go easy on her Kelly, she's only six.”
“Don’t worry,” Melinda said and she smiled. “I got this.”
They chuckled. “Do you now lass?” Kelly said and Melinda nodded her head. “Very well then, let’s see. Your move.” Melinda moved a piece and then he moved a piece. And in ten moves, his king was taken. “She just,”
“Checkmate.” Melinda and she smiled.
“Holy shit,” Kevin said.
“May we play again?” Melinda said.
“Aye,” Kelly said, nodding his head again. “Let’s go.” They reset the pieces and went again. Ten moves again and his king was taken. “She won again.”
He chuckled. “Dude you're going too easy on her,” Kevin said.
“That’s the thing laddie,” Kelly said, looking up at him. “I’m not.”
“You're not?” Kevin said.
“Aye,” Kelly said and he looked back down at the board. “Let’s go again lass.” They reset the board and she won. “Again.” They reset the board again and she won. “Again.” They kept resetting the board and Melinda kept on winning. “Let’s switch this up a bit lass.” He rotated the board around, so she had the black pieces and he had the white ones. “Now my move.” He made the first move but it didn’t matter because she won again. “Let’s go again.” They kept playing and Melinda kept winning. On and on they reset the pieces and Melinda would win. “Lass, have you played this game before?”
“No,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “First time.”
“Remarkable,” Kelly said, smiling.
“Kelly, weren't you like the captain of the chess club and went to tournaments back in the day?" Kevin said. Kelly nodded his head. “Damn.” They heard a door open and close, then footsteps coming down the stairs. “Sir, you need to see this.’
“What is it?” Kings said. They reset the board and in eight moves, Melinda won. “Are you letting her win?”
“I’m not sir,” Kelly said. They reset the board and went again. Kings’ eyes widened when he saw Melinda win in eight moves again. “She’s been beating me for over an hour within ten moves or less.”
“One time I beat him in six moves,” Melinda said and she smiled.
“But you're only six and in first grade,” Kings said.
“Not any more, I’m not,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “They moved me up to third grade a couple of months after school started.”
“They did?” Kings said, looking surprised.
“Mm-hmm,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “They said they might even move me up to the fourth grade.” She looked up at him. “Didn’t mommy tell you?”
“No, she did not.” Kings said, shaking his head. “Melinda,” he went over to her. “May I have a few strains on my hair?”
“What for?” Melinda said, looking confused.
“Your mother was talking about finding out what your heritage was,” Kings said. “I told her I would do that for her since it can be a bit pricey. But to do so I need a few strains of hair for that.”
“Okay,” Melinda said. She pulled three strains from the roots and handed it to him. “Here you go.”
“Thank you,” Kings said, taking the strains. “I’ll see you again in a few days when I get the results.” He smiled. “Won’t you start getting ready for bed, it’s getting late.”
“Okay,” Melinda said, getting down from the chair. “Goodnight everyone.”
“Goodnight.” They said together as she ran upstairs.
“Do you really think the lass could be yours?” Kelly said.
“I do,” Kings said and he looked at the strains of hair. “And once I prove she is,” he smiled. “I’m taking her home where she belongs.”
A Few Days Later:
“Melinda,” Kings said. He crouched down in front of Melinda as looked up from the paper. “Do you understand what these results mean?”
“Yes,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “It means your daddy.” She smiled.
He smiled. “That’s right baby girl, I am,” Kings said. “I apologize it took me this long to figure it out, I should have known a lot sooner.”
“It’s okay daddy,” Melinda said and she hugged him.
He hugged her tight. “Now baby girl,” Kings said, pulled back. “I’m going to speak to your mother about moving you in with me. Are you alright with that? Leaving her to live with me?” Melinda smiled as she nodded her head. “Good,” he smiled back. “Wait right here with Kelly while I talk with her.”
“Okay,” Melinda said. He went upstairs and almost a half an hour later, he came back downstairs. “Did she say I can live with you?”
“Yes,” Kings said, smiling. “She’s very happy and excited about it.” Melinda smiled big. “So let’s start packing, shall we?”
Kings’ Mansion:
“Wow,” Melinda said as looked around the massive room. There was a king size bed with plushies on it. In the corner was an art supplies and crafts area. A TV, a record player and stereo. Toys and books in another corner with a desk and computer. There was a walk-in closet that was filled with dresses, shoes and other accessories. She even had her own bathroom, which was as big as her old room. “Daddy,” she looked over at Kings. “Is this all mine?”
“It is baby girl.” Kings said, smiling. “Won’t you put your stuff down here and we go outside. I have more surprises for you out back.”
“More surprises?” Melinda said with wide eyes.
He chuckled. “Yes, more.” Kings said. “Come along.”
“Okay daddy,” Melinda said. They put her stuff down and she took his hand, and he led her outside. He walked through the garden and over to an open area that was fenced off next to a barn. Her face lit up when she saw not one, but four ponies. “You got me ponies?!” She giggled.
“That’s not all,” Kings said. Kelly came out of the stable holding a kitten in one arm and another a puppy. She squealed in excitement, making them chuckle. Kelly came over and handed her the kitten and puppy. “I wasn’t sure which one you would like more, so I got you both.”
“They're so cute and adorable." Melinda said. “Thank you so much for my gifts.”
“No need to thank me baby girl,” Kings said as he crouched down beside her. “After all, you are my little princess and you deserve to be treated like one. So if there’s anything your little heart desires, you just tell me and I’ll get it for you.”
“May I have some fishes and a turtle?" Melinda said.
“Of course you can baby girl,” Kings said, smiling. “Whatever my little princess wants, she’ll get.”
Melinda’s 7th Birthday:
“Do I have to meet all your work friends?” Melinda said as the maid did her hair.
“Yes baby girl, along with their sons.” Kings said. “You would have been introduced to them when you were born but as you know I didn’t know you were my child. So now, you're going to meet them all. Plus, you’ll be seeing them quite a bit around here and at other events.”
“But daddy it’s my birthday,” Melinda said as she finished her hair. “Can’t we go somewhere fun for my birthday?” She turned to him and smiled. “Like the zoo? So I can see the red pandas.”
“I’ll take you tomorrow to the zoo baby girl and,” Kings said he smiled at her. “You can have all the stuffed animals and toys your little heart desires.” She giggled. “Now put on your new dress I had made just for you.”
“Okay daddy,” Melinda said. She got down and she went behind the room divider, and the maid helped put on her dress. “Why do I have to wear dresses all the time? Can’t I hear pants or shorts?” She walked back out wearing a lavender ball gown.
“Because,” Kings said, smiling as he crouched down in front of her. “You are my little princess and princesses wear dresses. They also wear a,” he pulled out his hands behind his back, showing her what he had in his hands. “Tiara.” She smiled and he placed it on her head. “There you go, my little princess.” He stood up and offered his hand. “Come along baby girl, everyone should be arriving soon.”
The ballroom was completely decorated, not for a child’s birthday but as if it was some type of banquet or wedding. Lavender, peach and white were the colors used throughout the room. Crystal chandeliers in the form of lavender flowers dangle across the ceiling. Center pieces of moss, flowers and candles on all the tables. Fancy plates, silverware, and glasses. Food that looked like it came from a five star restaurant, wine and liquor. The guests were all in suits and ballgowns, even the young children. There were no games or magicians for entertainment. There was an orchestra playing classical music and a dance floor.
Melinda danced with some of the boys, but they were uninterested. Boys her age weren’t at her mental level so they had nothing to talk about. They found her strange and weird because of how she talked. The boys at her mental level weren’t her age, saw her as a child and spoke to her like one. But only one didn’t, the oldest of the boys, James Shaw who was 17 at the time. He didn’t look down at Melinda since he knew how highly intelligent she was. And he knew what it was like for her since he was just as smart as she was and went through the same thing when he was her age. So when he spoke with her, James treated as an adult and she did the same with him. The only time he treated her like a child was when they danced. Allowing her to stand on his feet while dancing, like her father did with her.
When it was time for the birthday cake it looked more like a wedding cake. It was a large three tier white cake with edible purple roses and nothing else. The only way you knew it was a birthday cake was the gold candle in the shape of a seven. They sang happy birthday to her and she blew out her candle. Then when it was time to open up gifts, Melinda sat down on a pedestal like a throne with Kelly right at her side. One by one, they came up to give her their gift and she would open, and thank them. The gifts were that a child her age would play with. Others were gifts that were showing off the family’s wealth like jewelry. Gifts she didn’t care for but still thank them anyways for them.
Then when it came for James to give his gift to her, he had nothing in his hands. He told Melinda the gift he got was going to be too large and far too heavy for her to carry. So with her father’s permission he had already set the gift up for her in the steady. Then he offered his hand to her and told her he was escorting her to the steady so she could see it. Melinda looked over at her father who nodded his head and she looked back at James, taking his hand. He helped down and she took his arm, and they walked over to the steady together. As soon as they stepped inside Melinda saw in the certain room were two chairs, one on each side of something that had a sheet covering it.
“Go on Ms Kings,” James said. “Your gift is under that sheet.”
She walked over and pulled off the sheet. She let out a loud gasp and James smiled with how surprised she was. It was a table that was made from amethyst that was sitting on a metal stand. And on the top, a chess board was engraved on it. When she turned around, James was holding a case. He opened it up for her and she saw chess pieces made from crystal. She was so excited, Melinda did a small dance, making James laugh a bit. Unlike the other crime bosses, James’ father Noah, paid attention and did his homework. He knew Melinda loved playing chess and Kings had started putting her in tournaments for it. He also knew this would put James in the lead for Melinda’s hand one day if he got her something she really loved and enjoyed.
“Would you like me to set it up for you Ms Kings?” James said.
“Yes, please,” Melinda said, smiling. He set up the board for her. “James, do you care to play with me?”
“It would be my honor Ms Kings,” James said. He helped her into her seat and pushed in the chair for her, then he took a seat. “Ladies first.”
After a couple of hours of being gone, their fathers came looking for them. They found James and Melinda still in the study, playing chess. Their fathers stood and watched them play, seeing how the two kept ending up in a stalemate. As they continued to play, they started picking up the pace, refusing to give the other time to think of their next move. But still, they ended up in a draw. It wasn’t until another hour that one of them finally got the upperhand.
“Checkmate,” Melinda said, smiling.
“Bloody hell,” Noah said, he chuckled a bit. “My boy has never lost in chess before.”
“First time for everything,” Kings said with a smirk.
“Would you like to play again James?” Melinda said.
“I would,” James said, nodding his head.
“Actually it’s getting late you two,” Kings said. “You two play again another day.” Melinda was about to say something when he put up his hand. “You need your rest baby girl. So come along back to the party so you can thank everyone for coming.”
She sighed. “Yes daddy,” Melinda said.
“Allow me Ms Kings,” James said.
James got up and went over to her, he helped her out of seat and offered his hand to her again. All four of them went back to the party and Melinda took her place back on the pedestal throne of hers. One by one, the families came up and she thanked them again for their gifts and for coming. Like before, James was the last one to approach her.
“Ms Kings,” James said, stepping forward. “I hope on my next visit you would do me the honors of playing again.” She smiled and nodded her head. “Brilliant.” He smiled. “I’ll see you next time, then. And I assure you Ms Kings, I will win.”
She giggled. “You can try James,” Melinda said and he chuckled. “Thank you for your gift, I really loved it.” She smiled big.
“Of course Ms Kings,” James said, smiling. “Have a goodnight and happy birthday again.”
“Thank you James. Goodnight.” Melinda said. He nodded his head and they headed out. Then she turned to Kings with a big smile on her face. “I think I made a friend.”
He smiled. “I think so too baby girl.” Kings said. Then her smile faded. “What’s wrong my little princess?”
“Mommy never showed up.” Melinda said, she looked down. “And she hasn’t answered any of my letters either.”
“My apologies baby girl, sometimes your mother gets wrapped up in herself and forgets those around her.” Kings said as he patted her head. “Would you like me to find you a new mommy? One that will be here with you all the time?” She shook her head. “Then how about more cake before bed?” Melinda looked up and smiled as she nodded her head. “Come along then, let’s eat cake till our stomach aches." He smiled
Slowly throughout the months Melinda had stopped trying to reach out to her mother. She always knew her mother lacked the motherly instinct. But Melinda had hoped being away from her would make her mother want to be a part of her life. Though Melinda was saddened not having her mother in her life, Kings made sure she felt as much love as possible from him. He always made sure to make time for her and he was done with work by dinner time. He would read her a bedtime story every night. He went all out for the holidays and her birthdays, showering her with gifts. Taking her to places like Japan and Hawaii. Even going with Noah and James when they went to visit London.
The whole time, Melinda was attached to James' hip. They were playing chess the whole flight to and from. They would play for hours, getting stalemates left to right. On occasion Melinda would win or James would win. When they were in London, Melinda’s arm was looped with James’ arm when they saw the sights. At the opera or theater, she was sitting right beside him. Though they hardly talk, when Melinda did James always listened. Then when they were back home, James would visit with his father any chance he got and they would play chess. It was like that for a few years with them.
But when James turned 21, they weren’t spending as much time together. Whenever there was an event going on in her house and she went looking for him to play chess, she would see one of the maids running out of the hallway bathrooms. Then James would come out, hair a mess while he was fixing up his clothes. They would always look at each other, James would grinned as he put his finger to his lips, telling her not to tell. Melinda would smile and shake her head as rubbed one index finger on top of the other, telling him tsk tsk. James would chuckle as he walked over to her and then join her for a few rounds of chess.
Then when she got accepted to Yale at the age of 14, she went to New York with Kevin and Nathan to keep watch. Without her father around, they got her into anime, comics, video games, or stuff that people around her age were into. It helped her fit in a bit more and she enjoyed them. Her and James didn’t see each other much unless she came down during break. By the time she graduated Yale at the age of 16, they were no longer playing chess. Instead of joining her for a game like he did after coming out of the bathroom after a maid did. James would fix his clothes, look at her with a straight face and then walk off to join his father and hers in his office. Then she would go to her room and read a book until it was time to say goodbye. That was until one night, she looked out the window, seeing they walked off into the woods. She decided to follow, something that she would come to regret.
Bad Times At The House Of Kings Part 5
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Cast:
Lewis Pullman as Cameron Cassmore
Lyndsy Fonseca as Melinda Mercer
Aaron Taylor-Johnson as James Shaw
Pairing:
Cameron Cassmore X Melinda Mercer
Note:
Remarkably Bright Creatures AU & Movie/Book Spoilers
Summary:
Cameron Cassmore was done on his luck, yet again. No job, no car, the band he is in breaks up, his girlfriend breaks up with him and kicks him out. He’s still on the curb with his belongings in two trash bags. Seems like Cameron’s situation couldn’t get worse, but of course it does. Now Cameron is sitting in front of a man named Dean Kings, casino owner by day and crime boss at night. Kings holds Cameron responsible for the debt his estranged mother Daphne left behind and Kings attends to collect that debt. Not wanting to be a drug mule like his mother, Cameron is given another way to settle the debt. He has to collect a young beautiful woman named Melinda Mercer and bring her back to Kings unharmed and within a month's time. If he fails, his aunt who raised him is dead. But once he finds Melinda, something deep inside of him starts to stir and the two develop an unlikely friendship that may just turn into something more. The only thing stopping that, is the plans that Kings has in store for Melinda. And Cameron has something to say about that.
Bad Times At The House Of Kings Part 1
Bad Times At The House Of Kings Part 2
Bad Times At The House Of Kings Part 3
Bad Times At The House Of Kings Part 4
Bad Times At The House Of Kings Part 5
Bad Times At The House Of Kings Part 6 coming soon
Warning: Cussing. Mentions of Violence. Mentions of Death. Slight Smut.
Teacher’s Pet Part 2
Four Months Later: Saturday Afternoon:
“You're regretting this little rearrangement of ours, aren’t you Professor?” Melinda said.
“Very much so Ms Mercer.” Ben said. He took a deep breath. “Alright, here goes.” He took a hold of his bishop and moved it.
“You really sure you want to make that move, Professor?” Melinda said.
Ben hesitated as he left his hand on his bishop. He looked up at Melinda, seeing that unreadable face with coldness in her eyes. She was studying him again, calculating every move he was going to make before he made it. No matter what moves he made, he was going to lose to her like he has been since they started playing the first weekend he became his assistant. The way she played was as if she was playing poker. She would make him question his moves. Ben slowly removed his fingers and a grin crept on her face. He put his fingers back on it and Melinda’s grin faded. He could never tell if she was bluffing or not that she had the upper hand on because she always did that grin. Yes, at times he got lucky but he still lost the game.
He sighed as he looked back at the board. Ben was looking for any moves she can make after he lets go of his bishop. Seeing what piece she will move to take it, but he saw now. He looked back up at her and smiled as he let go of his bishop. Once again that grin returned and his smile faded. They both looked down seeing her take a hold of her rook and sliding it across to his king. His eyes widened, realizing he left his king unguarded. Not only can her rook take him, but even her bishop and knight. Ben’s king was completely surrounded and he had no moves left.
“That’s checkmate.” Melinda said, smiling.
He sighed. “That it is Ms Mercer,” Ben said. He leaned back in his chair as he looked up at her. “I guess lunch is on me again.” She giggled, making him smile. “Come along then.” They both got up and headed out to get lunch. They ended up stopping at a Subway place and sat there to eat. “So Ms Mercer tell me something, how come you are so good at chess?”
“Honestly,” Melinda said and she shrugged her shoulders. “No idea.”
“So you like what?” Ben said. “You just started playing it?”
“Pretty much,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “My brothers were trouble markers in school, well still are.” She smiled. “They are a few years older than me so it was their job to always look after me. Like walking me to and from school. They would always get after school definition because of fights or cussing, or whatnot. And since I was too little to walk alone, I would stay with them in definition. The teacher that ran it had a chess board and would always play against himself. One day I just walked up and started playing with him, and I won. I was about, hmm, eight.”
“Wow,” Ben said, smiling. “That’s amazing.”
“Thanks,” Melinda said, smiling as she went back to her food.
“I’ve been meaning to ask you Ms Mercer,” Ben said. “In your transcript for school. It says that you went to a community college and graduated there before you came here. I was just wondering, why didn’t you just attend Yale after high school? With your grades and achievements, surely you had a scholarship offered to you.”
“I did actually,” Melinda said. “When I was fourteen, I was given a full ride to Yale.”
“Really?” Ben said, looking surprised as she nodded her head. “Then why didn’t you take it then?”
“You remember my short story Four Brothers?” Melinda said.
“Yes, I remember,” Ben said, nodding his head.
“It was slightly based on my brothers and our mother,” Melinda said. Ben tensed up as she began to tell him what really happened. “Mama Evelyn wasn’t getting a turkey for Thanksgiving and she wasn’t alone. My letter for acceptance came in and they had opened it up. When they saw I got the scholarship, they decided to surprise me. So my brothers started BBQ and setting up party supplies, and inviting the whole neighborhood. Mama Evelyn picked me up after school and took me to the local convenience store that was down the street, to stall for time. Been there a millions times since I was baby. The owner knew us and we never had a problem, ever.”
“Unlike Four Brothers, there was only one gunman who came in.” Melinda said. “When he killed the clerk, it wasn’t her that made a sound, it was me,” she looked down. “He pointed the shotgun at me and I was so scared, I couldn’t move. Mama Evelyn got up and she just went for the gun as she screamed at me to run. And I,” she started tearing up a bit. “I ran right out of the store and when I turned the corner, I heard the shotgun go off. But I didn’t stop, I kept going until I ran into my brothers and some of the neighbors that heard the shots. I didn’t say a word to them, I just fell to my knees and started crying for her. My brothers ran to the store while the others looked after me. The next thing I heard was faint sounds of gunshots and someone screaming. Then there were sirens and cops everywhere. There were three body bags. Mama Eveyln, the owner and the killer. The officers were questioning all of us and uh,” she fiddled with her fingers. “They said when they walked in the guy was just, just crouching down next to our mother and just looking at her with a smile on her face.
“He was smiling?” Ben whispered.
“Yeah,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “Bobby lost it. He tackled the guy down and he started punching him in the face, over and over and over again. The whole time, the guy is laughing.”
“Jesus,” Ben whispered as he shook his head.
“Bobby stopped and asked him why he did it. The guy said he was bored." Melinda said. She chuckled weakly as she looked back up at him. “He said he was bored.” Ben sighed as he shook his head. “Bobby ended up beating him to death and also unlike Four Brothers, he was charged with murder. But the neighborhood fought for him and got him the best lawyers. They ended up charging him with voluntary manslaughter after they were able to get the video into evidence that also had audio. They heard everything the man was saying while he watched our mother die before my brothers got there. How he was taunting her and laughing at the sound she was making when she started choking on her own blood. The judge grew with Mama Evelyn so he redoses Bobby’s sentence from 20 years to 7. I decided not to go to Yale and I dropped out of high school. I didn’t want to, I love school. But my mind,” she shook her head. “It shut down on me. I couldn’t grasp the concept. Not only was she gone. But it was because she was gone because someone was bored.”
“That’s why you're taking Psychology.” Ben said. “To understand the meaning of his madness.”
She nodded her head. “That's why in Four Brothers I put it was a gangster that murder her in order to silence her when she uncovered the extortion he was trying to do with her son.” Melinda said. “I needed a reason for her death in order for it to make sense to me why it happened.”
“The reason behind the madness.” Ben said and she nodded her head. “What ended up getting you back on track?”
“Bobby,” Melinda said. “After five years he got out on parole and he spoke with my old high school about me going back to school. They actually said I already graduated because I had so many credits. They just didn’t want to push the matter because they knew what happened. He wanted to test the waters with me but had me do community college. So how could I adjust and whatnot. After I graduated from there, he spoke with the Dean and a few others about what happened and why I didn’t attend after I got their scholarship. It took almost a year but I was able to get my scholarship and,” she smiled. “Here I am.”
“Well I for one am glad your brother advocated for you and was able to get you in Ms Mercer.” Ben said. “And I’m truly sorry for your loss. But I have no doubt your mother is very happy and proud of all that you have achieved.” He smiled.
“Thank you Professor." Melinda said, smiling.
“And I know you're not supposed to ask a woman her age,” Ben said. “But does this mean you're about twenty two or twenty three.”
“Twenty three,” Melinda said. “My birthday was in October.”
“Really?” Ben said, looking surprised. “What day?”
“The fifteen,” Melinda said.
“Ms Mercer,” Ben said. “Why didn’t you say anything? I made you work that day.”
“It’s not a big deal, Professor.” Melinda said, smiling. “My only plan for my birthday was to video chat with my brothers while eating a slice of cookies and cream cake. Which I did, so no biggie.”
“Still,” Ben said. “I feel bad about it.”
“Don’t be, it’s completely fine.” Melinda said.
“I don’t know,” Ben said with a smirk. “When women say it’s fine, it means it’s not fine.” She giggled as she shook her head. “I don’t mean to sound inappropriate, but I wanted to say,” he smiled. “You have a really delightful laugh Ms Mercer.”
“Thank you Professor,” Melinda said, looking down for a moment when she felt herself blushing. “But you can make it up to me if you do feel bad,” she looked back up. “I was wondering if two Saturdays from now I can have the night off or get off earlier. I plan to go out.”
“Two Saturdays from now?” Ben said and she nodded her head. “That’s quite fine. I actually was going to let you know I also have plans that night.”
“You're not just saying that just so I won’t feel bad about asking for it off, right?” Melinda said.
He chuckled. “Not at all Ms. Mercer,” Ben said. “I have tickets for an event.”
“Me too,” Melinda said, smiling. “Where are you going Professor?”
“If I say it, you’ll think I’m lame.” Ben said, she giggled as she shook her head. “Where are you going?” He smiled.
“If I say it, you’ll think I’m lame,” Melinda said,
He chuckled as he shook his head. “I guess neither of us is talking.” Ben said.
“Nope,” Melinda said, picking up her food.
Two Saturdays Later: Ben’s POV
I looked at myself in the mirror as I fixed my suit. It’s been so long since I wore one, I almost forgot what it felt like. I just hope when I get to the opera house others are dressed up too. Otherwise I’m going to feel slightly embarrassed and foolish. But I’m sure it will be fine, can’t ever go wrong with an all black three piece Italian suit. I slicked my hair back and once I was satisfied with how I looked, I grabbed my keys and headed out the door.
Despite the fact that I was going to watch Phantom of the Opera by myself, I was happy to be able to see it. Phantom of the Opera has always been one of my favorite plays and movies from the universal monsters. I won’t lie, it would have been nice to have company and discuss the play afterwards. But I haven’t dated in about a couple of years. I have to admit, I’m not really good with relationships. I hear a lot of, you’re here but you're not here. Since I tend to go down the rabbit hole when I start writing. I tried going on dates, but we lacked connection so it never made it past the second date, sometimes the first date.
In all honesty, Melinda is the only one that hasn’t complained when I dive into my writing. When she’s over working on paperwork and she needs to get my attention, she starts making coffee and the smell pulls me out of it. But if she has to pull out the big guns, she would go to the student kitchen on campus. The sweet smell of her cooking always snaps me out of it. I love her cooking. I actually love it so much I pretend I’m deep into my writing just so I can have her cooking. Can I ask her to cook me a meal, yes? But I felt it was weird and inappropriate to ask her to do it.
I felt the same way when I was thinking of asking Melinda if she wanted to join me tonight. Though it would have been strictly platonic and solely Professor and student relationship the university strongly discourages such things. I also didn’t want Melinda to get the wrong impression and think it was a date. I wouldn’t want to lead her own and break her heart. She’s been through enough and someone as sweet as her doesn’t deserve to have her heart broken. Plus I doubt she would want to come to the opera even if I did ask her. I’m sure she’s over at the concert that was a tribute to 70s rock bands with all those rock T-shirts she wears. I just hope she’s having fun.
I finally got to the parking lot of the opera house and headed inside. Thank God, everyone was dressed up. All the men were in suits and the women were in flashing dresses. Since it was awhile before the play was going to start, I stopped at the bar they had in the lobby. They were serving Phantom of the Opera theme drinks, so I went with Red Death Royale. A dark, moody riff on the French 75, combining gin, fresh lemon juice, simple syrup, and a dark berry liqueur. It was quite delicious.
Once I was done I headed up the stairs to the third floor to the balcony seats. I took my seat in the front row with one seat beside me and the other three in behind me. Almost two hundred dollars for this seat, but it was worth it for this beautiful view. Then I saw movement out of the corner of my eye, it looked like the owner of the seat next to me was finally taking their place. I didn’t think anything of it at first. Not until I heard a familiar voice.
“Professor Mercers?” Melinda said.
I turned to see none other than Melinda standing there. I nearly jumped out of my seat, not out of respect for a lady that was about to sit down but out of surprise. Standing before me wasn’t the woman I’ve seen in oversized vintage clothing and hair held by a hair clip everyday for almost five months now. The woman standing before me was now in a navy blue satin dress. The color you would see right before a storm strikes. The color and the smokey eyeshadow and, black eyeliner made her hazel eyes so vivid and even more intense than the first time I looked into them. Her hair was completely down, surrounding her shoulders and all the way down her back with its natural waves. Her lips looked fuller and luscious with the matted red lipstick she had on.
The dress was classy and elegant with the way it cascaded down her hips. It was also sexy and empowering the way it was shorter and split in the front, revealing her long smooth legs and black heels. The way the fabric clinged to her body and caught the golden lights of the theater, accented her features. She was well endowed all the way around with an hourglass figure. The way she looked right now, it was as if she stepped out of the pages of one of my books. She wasn’t my freshman student, my assistant. She was a woman, a breathtakingly beautiful woman. She looked so sophisticated and utterly captivating to me. A goddess hiding herself as a commoner. How did I never see her before?
“Professor?” Melinda said as she stepped closer to me. “Are you alright?”
Her voice snapped me out of it. “Ms Mercer,” I said, smiling. “Forgive me, I didn't recognize you for a moment.”
“Not exactly my usual attire, is it?” Melinda said, smiling. “Do you think it’s too much?”
“Oh not at all,” I said, shaking my head as I kept smiling like an idiot. “I don’t want to sound inappropriate giving our relationship. I mean,” damnit why did I word it like that. “Our uh,” fool, come on your writer, find the words.
“Yes,” I said, nodding my head. “Our professional academic relationship. But I don’t believe the dress is too much. It looks really good on you.” She gave me a small smile as she looked down. Really? That’s all you can come up with, come on Ben Mears. “But in my very honest opinion Mr Mercer,” she looked back up at me as I smiled at her. “You look beyond beautiful, you are very ravishing and stunning tonight.”
She blushed a bit as her smile grew bigger. “Thank you Professor.” Melinda said. “You look very handsome yourself tonight.”
“Thank you Ms Mercer.” I said, I chuckled nervously. “So, why are you here exactly?”
“I think my seat is next to yours,” Melinda said as she handed me her ticket.
“You are? I said, and I looked down at the ticket. “So you are.” I looked back at her as I handed her the ticket back. “What are the odds of that?”
“What are the odds indeed?” Melinda said. “I know the show is sold out so if you have a date I can switch with her so you two can sit together.”
“Oh no that won’t be necessary Ms Mercer,” I said, shaking my head. “I came alone. But if you like to sit with your date I can switch with him.”
“I came alone as well,” Melinda said.
She can’t be serious, not the way she is looking tonight. “Did he cancel?” I said.
She giggled as she shook head. “I never was asked out or anything like that.” Melinda said. “I came alone because I’ve been dying to see Phantom of the Opera. It’s among one of my favorite plays. Not to mention he’s a part of the monster universe and I love those classic movies.”
“You do?” I said, surprisingly.
“Yes,” Melinda said, smiling as she nodded her head. “I always watched them with Mama Evelyn and my brothers for the whole month of October.”
“I do the same,” I said, smiling. “What other plays are your favorite?”
“I absolutely love Hamlet," Melinda said. “I know a lot of people love Romeo and Juilet, but it’s always been Hamlet for me. I also, you know the play you aren’t supposed to say out loud.” We both laugh a bit. Macbeth. She loves Macbeth like me. “I wish I could have seen the adaptation versions of The Fall of the House of Usher and The Raven that Edgar Allan Poe wrote.” And she loves Poe too. “I actually got a tattoo of a raven and the skull to represent Hamlet and The Raven. I would show you but,” she giggled nervously. “They are on my hip bones. So,” she blushed as she looked down. “Kinda inappropriate to show my Professor.”
I chuckled. I’ve never been one for tattoos, but now I find myself one for them. My eyes traveled down from her face and fell to her chest. The way she had her hands positioned, she was showing them together. Not on purpose. She’s done this before whenever she’s got never. I just never could see her breast pushed up before because of her baggie shirts. My eyes went lower so I won’t stare and they feel on her stomach. I didn’t notice before, but she had a slight bump where her belly button would be at. I bit my lip, she had a belly button pierce. Something else I wasn’t into but was now. I shook my head and looked back up as she looked back up.
“It seems like you're an old soul Mr Mercer.” I said. “It’s a rare quality in someone so young.
“Is that bad?” Melinda said.
“Not at all,” I said, smiling. “I believe it’s really one of the best qualities someone could have.”
“Is that because you're an old soul too Professor?” Melinda said, smiling.
“Of course,” I said, making her giggle. “Since we are sitting together, perhaps we should take our seats.” I smiled at her as I motioned her to sit and she took her seat. As I took mine next to her the other patrons started coming in to take their seats. “Is this your first time seeing the Phantom of the Opera?”
“Yes,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “Any play actually.”
The lights started to dim. “You're in for a treat.” I said.
As the play started, I tried to keep my eyes on the stage and the actors below. But I couldn’t help glancing over from time to time. The way Melinda’s eyes had child-like wonder. The way her face lit up when she saw the famous chandelier in the play was relieved. It was beautiful to see her expressions as she experienced the play for the first time. When they went into intermission, I accompanied Melinda to the lobby to get a drink. I needed one to calm my nerves but I don’t think one drink can. Not when I saw the way I saw her walk so gracefully as she swayed her hips.
We went back to the balcony and took our seats, yet again I was looking over at her. I won’t lie, I was enjoying watching Melinda more than I did the play. When it was done and we headed outside, we talked about the play. The way her hands moved around when she talked, I could see she was truly excited about the play. Then that gorgeous smile of hers, it never left her face. I walked her to the curb and stood with her while she waited to hail a cab to take her back to the campus. I had to admit, I didn’t want the night to end, I wanted to talk to her more. So I did something daring. Something I normally wouldn’t do.
“If you like Ms Mercer,” I said and she turned to me. “Do you care for a nightcap? I can take you back to the dorms myself when we are done.
“I would love to Professor,” Melinda said, smiling.
“Please,” I said and I smiled. “Call me Ben.”
Few Minutes Later:
We burst through my door, our arms still wrapped around one another as our lips stayed locked together. Kissing her, caused this heat, this fire to flow through my body. I kicked the door shut and I started leading her backwards to the hallway. The craving, the need for her was so overpowering I couldn’t fight it any longer. I lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I rushed us over to the bedroom and over to the bed, and we collapsed on it. I broke the kiss and my lips found their way to her neck. Both of us panting as we removed my jacket. I was going to strip us both down, but I didn’t want to wait any longer. I needed to be inside of her and I needed that now.
I undid my zipper and took my hard length out. I lifted up her dress and took a hold of panties. From the feel of them, they were lace, god I love lace. And they were wet, soaking wet. Melinda was more than ready for me. I pulled them to the side and I pushed my hips forward, and started working my way inside of her. She let out a sweet moan that caused me to groan as I pushed past her wet folds and settled deep inside. God, she felt so tight and warm. I pulled back and looked down at her as I started moving my hips back and forth. Her moans, her touch, the feel of her. It was so overpowering that I found myself completely lost to her. Oh this was heaven, absolutely heaven. And I didn’t want it to end. She was mine now. All,
I jolted up as my alarm started blaring and got blinded by the light coming into my bedroom. I looked around, seeing I was alone in my bed and Melinda was nowhere in sight. I was about to look for her but that’s when it hit me. She was never here last night because I never invited her for a nightcap. I wanted to, but I didn’t. She got into the cab and I wished her goodnight, and told her I would see her in the morning. I closed the door and watched her ride off while I regretted not asking her. My mind must have wished the night would end differently that I ended up having a dream about it. A dream of me sleeping with one of my students, with my assistant, with Melinda.
On the first day of school, Ben found himself assigned to his favorite lecture hall. It was one of the older ones, it wasn’t too big or too small. Eight rows of tables and chairs, divided into three sections. The rows also went upwards, like in the movie theater so he can see all the students. The chairs were the old wooden kind that weren’t comfortable to slouch in, forcing the students to sit upright. The tables weren't the old ones that allowed him to see if the students had their phone under the table so they could play on it, because they had no cover in the front. These ones had the cover since they had outlets for the students to charge their laptops.
Laptops, he hated them since most students weren’t doing what they were supposed to on them. Yes they were easier for them, but it was also a distraction. Though he had a laptop himself, he didn’t like using it. He only had it for school related stuff and that was it. After all, Ben preferred pen to paper. Of course, that was just the writer in him. It was nothing like holding a scrivener classic silver chrome fountain pen with a fine tip. Though they were fifty dollars just for one pen, it was worth it. It made him feel like he was holding a quill pen, like William Shakespeare. But if he did decide to type anything up, he loved using a type writer. Just like Edgar Allan Poe once used.
That’s why this year he was going to encourage students to write and not use their laptops. Of course he had to tell them they would get ten extra points for it. But anything to help them really focus on what they were writing instead of doing endless scrolling online. It would also show him who really had the passion for writing. Because the one with passion for it, would definitely be the perfect fit to be his assistant until he can get his book done. That is, if he can find something to inspire him to start writing it. But he was sure once he got some help, he would be able to come up with a plot worth writing about.
Then the bell rang as he finished sitting everything up. Ben stood behind the podium, waiting for the students for his first class to come in. Slowly they did before the second bell rang. More than half of male students were dragging their feet as they tried to wake up. Some of the others were all chatting it up and being loud, while they threw a football around. Then when the girls came in, phones out and taking selfies. They were designer labels showing off their bodies. Heavy perfume with makeup to match. They looked more like they were ready to hit the club than a classroom. They sat in the middle, right in the front. While the guys scattered throughout the room but stayed more in the back.
Once they got settled in, he started to introduce to his class. Like usual, only a handful paid attention. The others, mainly the jocks goof off. The girls, licking their lips and batting their eyelashes at him. Leaning over to each other, whispering and giggling as they kept their eyes on him. After the first period ended, several of the female students dropped off their application to be his assistant for the school year. Ben took them with a smile on his face as he thanked them. But once they stepped out of the classroom they went right into the trash.
He knew they weren’t serious about being his assistant. Not just because they’ve taken his class before and did the bare minimum in his class in order to pass. But they would stay after class, asking him what they could do for extra credit to make up their grade. They would ask him in a low seductive voice while leaning on his desk and pushing up their breast so he could get a good look. When they did that, he would turn around and give extra homework that he expected to be done over the weekend. That made them stop asking him. So he knew they were only applied in hopes to have a fantasy of sleeping with a college professor come true. And he wasn’t about to help them fulfill that. He loved his job too much to risk losing it for a single night of fun.
As Ben’s day continued it was pretty much the same thing. Students enter right before class is about to start. Jocks in the back and goofy off. The others spread out and paid attention for the most part. The girls in the front, doing flirtatious gestures. After class, they gave him their application. Then when they stepped out of his classroom, in the trash they went. It was like that all day until his last period. To his surprise, there was a knock on the doorframe. He turned to see a student actually showed up at a decent time while he was setting up. And she wasn’t like the other girls he had in his class.
She had an oversized vintage rock band t-shirt. Her pants were loose fitted black jeans and she had faded black converse shoes. She had a charcoal grey zip up hoodie with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. She had several different bracelets on both wrists, along with several necklaces, rings, and earrings. The jewelry wasn’t anything fancy, it was vintage and worn out as well. She was petite, with fair skin, rosy cheeks, long eyelashes and reddish lips. Zero makeup required for this natural beauty. Nails painted black. Her hair was black with a hint of brown in it, it was long and waving, and held back with a black hair clip. She had a messenger bag, charcoal grey that had seen better days with buttons and patches of different rock and goth all over it. But what caught him off guard was her hazel eyes. He’s seen hazel eyes before, but nothing like hers. The focus and intensity she had in them was nothing like he saw before.
“Professor Mears,” she said, snapping him out of it. “Sorry for intruding. I wasn’t so sure if I was too early for class.”
“Oh not at all,” Ben said, smiling. “Please come in and take a seat wherever you like.”
“Thank you,” Melinda said, stepping into the classroom.
“What’s your name?” Ben said, offering his hand to her. “I don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.”
“That’s because I’m a freshman,” She said, taking her hand and shaking it. “I’m Melinda Mercer. It’s nice to meet you.” They let go of hands. “I don’t want to sound like a fangirl or anything like that Professor but I read all your books.” She smiled. “I really love Salem’s Lot.”
“Oh really?” Ben said, crossing his arms. “And what did you enjoy about that book Ms Mercer?”
“Well first of all I love that you went with vampires for the supernatural theme.” Melinda said. “Vampries have always been one of my favorites. As you can see from my patches and buttons,” she showed him some that had Dracula. “I also love the fact you didn’t make them sparkle when they come in contact with the sunlight like they did in Twilight, so thank you for that.” He chuckled. “I also love the fact the badass in the story was really Mark.” She smiled. “Having an eleven year old dropping vampires left to right was pretty cool. Then of course having Stephen fall in love with Sausan only to end up having to kill her in the end.”
“Not one for happy endings I see,” Ben said.
“Oh I’m all for a happy ending but I prefer more realistic ones,” Melinda said. “Yes Stephen and Mark got away, making it a happy ending. But really it wasn’t.”
“How so?” Ben said.
“Mark lost his parents for one,” Melinda said. “They died right in front of him and right before that they basically said he was crazy and they didn’t believe him. He’s going to hold on to the fact that he couldn’t save him. And even mad at them for not just believing him. Then with Stephen, he’s been on his own most of his life and never really had a place to call him. He found a place to belong in Sausan. But turned around and lost her not only to vampirism but by his own hands. Even though they made it out of that town, they are faced with the trauma of it all, along with the aftermath of being the only survivors. And the realization they have to keep this as a dark secret. Since no one is going to believe them, vampires took over a town and they were the only ones able to make it out alive. They are basically going to be mind fucked for the rest of their lives.” Her eyes widened. “Oh,’ she cover her mouth. “I’m sorry,” she put her hand down. “I shouldn’t have cussed like that when I’m talking to you.”
He chuckled. “It’s completely fine Ms Mercer, I assure you.” Ben said. “I really like your perspective of the ending. I have to admit I didn’t give much thought to what they will be going through mentally after leaving Salem’s Lot. I honestly kinda feel bad for them now.”
“Sorry about that,” Melinda said, smiling. “I’m also taking psychology so I tend to analyze the mind a bit too much even if it’s just fictional characters.”
“Don’t be sorry at all Ms Mercer, that’s all a part of the writing process.” Ben said. “If you want to be a writer, you have to get into the mind set of your characters in order to bring them to life after all.” He smiled.
“Very true,” Melinda said, smiling. “Well I should let you get back to what you were doing before the others show up.”
“Alright then,” Ben said, nodding his head.
She nodded her head and went around him, and over to the left corner section. She took a seat in the front row, two seats in. Ben started getting everything set up but he couldn’t help glancing over at her when she opened up her bag. Instead of pulling out a laptop, she pulled out a textbook. Then she took out a large thick notebook and pen, along with a stack of sticky notes and tabs. He was surprised, she was actually doing this the old fashion way. He looked back at his work and he could see Melinda out of the corner of his eye. She was looking up at the board, seeing what he had written down and writing down notes on it.
When he was done, the other students started coming. He noticed one of them he had every year since they were freshmen. Amanda Keith. She was the biggest flirt of them all. He actually made several complaints about her. Her touching his arm and her attempt to rub his shoulders. But no matter how much he complained, she was still allowed to take her class. Guess that’s what happens when your mommy and daddy are rich and know what strings to pull. He’s just glad he was never forced to take her on as an assistant when she tried to reply. No doubt she was going to try and apply again this year.
When they all sat down, Ben started the class. The students all did the same thing other students in his previous classes did. Except for Melinda, who Ben could see was taking notes. She would put tabs in her textbook along with a sticky note. He couldn’t believe he actually had a student that was taking the class seriously. Finally, he had someone in his class that was passionate about writing. When it got towards the end of his class he opened the floor for any questions expecting no one to have questions like always. But this time he saw a hand go up out of the corner of his right eye. He turned to see it was Melinda. He smiled and asked her what her question was. She asked him about the narrative structure and how he uses it to organize the framework for his books. Ben pauses, genuinely taken aback that she knew what it was. He happily answered her and she took notes as he did.
Afterwards he assigned everyone to come up with a short story and have it turned in on Friday. They all groaned and rolled their eyes about it. But not Melinda, who looked excited about it. No doubt she already had an idea in mind for her story. Then the bell rang and he dismissed everyone. Like before the boys all took off first and the girls hung back. One by one they turned in their application to be his assistant. The last one was Amanda Keith, who made sure to have her touch linger on his hand. She headed to the door and turned around, giving him a wink before she left. Ben shivered in disgust and he threw the applications in the trash. Then it hit him, Melinda hadn’t walked past him yet. He turned around, seeing her heading his way with a smirk on her face.
“Have a goodnight Professor,” Melinda said. “Stay safe from all these thirsty girls giving you googling eyes.”
He chuckled. “I might have to pepper spray,” Ben said. She giggled, making him smile big. “Have a goodnight Ms Mercer. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“See you tomorrow Professor,” Melinda said and she headed to the door.
He smiled as she left his classroom. And that smile stayed on his face as he collected everything. He headed into his office that was within his classroom. He took a seat at his desk and got onto his laptop to upload a few things. When he was done he decided to pull up Melinda’s school records. He found out she had the highest GPA in all her high school classes. She was an honor student and class valedictorian when she graduated. Melinda even was captain of the chess club and did tournaments. She also did community college and graduated there with the highest marks before coming to Yale.
On file and in his class she seemed very driven, but he wondered how driven exactly she was. And he found out just that over the next few days. When he went to get his morning coffee from the cafe on campus, he saw Melinda there. She was in the corner, headphones in while she was working on assignments. When was roaming around campus during lunch, he saw students lounging around or playing football. But Melinda was under a tree or sitting on a bench with her nose in a textbook and with her handy notebook and pen. Even when he stopped into the library after hours, she was in there still working hard.
Then when he got her short story Friday after class, he was blown away by it. Unlike the other students that barely had a plot to their story and clearly did it at the last minute. In her story, she dove into the characters’ backstories. The way she wrote them, he could have sworn they were real people. It was so well written that he couldn’t put it down and he ended up reading it again. So when Monday morning came and class ended, he was going to speak to Melinda about it. But she ended up beating him to it when she asked his advice to approve her writing.
“Desert Showdown was hands down the best short out of all my students,” Ben said, smiling. “To be honest, the best one I heard in a few years. The way in the beginning you made it seem like Jordan was going to be the victim of Ray’s road rage. But turns out, Jordan kidnapped his own pregnant wife Peaches who fled from his abuse. Then making Ray seem like he was going to be the hero and save her, but ends up taking her hostage to get money out of Jordan. Not to mention you had me convinced that Peaches really did develop Stockholm Syndrome and fell in love with Ray.”
“Really?” Melinda said, smiling.
“Really,” Ben said, smiling. “When you had Peaches kill Jordan in order to save Ray and made her look concerned that Ray was hurt. I was thinking she really was going to end staying and marrying Ray like he wanted. But you had her turn around and shoot him, then take off with the money. Then how you wrote the ending, making it seem like Peaches was finally having the life she always wanted. A nice home, the nursing job of her dreams, and a happy life with her son Dean. Only to have Dean wander off in the park. And when she finds him, he’s in the arms of a stranger who happened to be Ray who’s missing an eye from where she shot him. And to leave the ending with Ray just smiling sinisterly and saying, did you miss me mama? Absolutely chilling. You really should get this published in one of those short story collections."
“Are you serious?” Melinda said, looking in disbelief.
“Very,” Ben said. “And I can help you with that if you like.”
“Oh that would be great,” Melinda said, smiling.
“Only on one condition though, “Ben said.
“What condition?” Melinda said.
He smiled. “You become my assistant.” Ben said and her eyes widened in surprise. “You see Ms Mercer I’m working on another novel. But it’s going to be a bit difficult doing that while I still have to do this job. It would mean a lot to me and be a big help if you become my assistant. And in return I’ll not only help you get your short story published. I can help you get your other work published as well and help you hone your craft.”
“Wow,” Melinda said. “That would be… that would be great.” She smiled big. “You got yourself a deal Professor.” She offered her hand.
“Great,” Ben said, as he shook her hand. “And trust me Ms Mercer,” he smiled. “You won’t regret this.”
Warning: Cussing. Mentions of Smut. Slightly violence.
The Deal Part 4
Melinda opened her eyes and she saw her clock on her nightstand, it was little after six in the morning. She closed her eyes as rolled over and reached out for Jordan, but she felt nothing. She opened her eyes to find Jordan’s side of the bed empty. She was too tired to question where he was at. Most likely he was in the bathroom, kitchen or working out in the garage. It didn’t matter, he was in the house since he always would kiss her before he took off somewhere. Melinda let out a heavy sigh, thinking back to last night. How Tom pointed out Jordan’s constant eye fucking and flirting he was doing when he’s suppose to be getting married to her. Then Jordan confesses he lied to her because he was really flirting with that woman.
She was trying to convince herself it was fine because he never let it go past flirting. But then she started thinking about what Tom said. What if she wasn’t around Jordan and had no contact with him for a few days, would he stray? Before there was no doubt in her mind he wouldn’t. But realizing how comfortable he was eyeing and flirting with other women when he’s supposed to be in love with her and wants a future with her, she wasn’t so sure. For all Meinda knew, he was lying about never cheating on her. He could have seen her looking for him and he decided to blow off the chick so he wouldn’t get caught. She could ask him, but would it really ease these troubling thoughts? If she was having doubts at all, wasn’t that a sign not to get married. If you can’t trust your partner, why stay?
Melinda closed her eyes tight. It was too early to think about such things. It was definitely too early to start crying. But that’s all she felt like doing since last night. She was hoping after they got home and made love it would ease some of the pain but it didn’t. Not with Jordan recording it. Though she told him it was fine, she really didn’t like it. Yes, at first it turned her on slightly, having Jordan craving her like that. But since they moved into this house anytime they had sex he recorded it. She felt more like the act of sex was now a performance than something to express their love for each other. Them having sex in Tom’s bathroom was the first time he didn’t ask if he could record it. That’s properly why she enjoyed them fucking so much more than their so-called making love last night.
She let out a sigh as she huddled under the covers. She tried to go back to sleep, but Melinda was having difficulties. So she started taking deep breaths to find her center to help her. But when she did, she could smell hazelnut coffee, her favorite. Jordan had to be in the kitchen. She took another deep breath and she smelled bacon but that wasn’t all. She could smell, the smoke detector went off, smell something burning. Melinda let out another sigh as she opened her eyes up. As she got out of bed, she could hear Jordan cussing up a storm. She put on her robe and she headed to the kitchen where there was smoke in the air and flames on the stove.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” Jordan said, grabbing the fire extinguisher as he saw Melinda. “Baby stay back.” She grabbed the fire extinguisher from him and sat it down. “Baby what are you doing?” She turned off the stove and then picked up the lid for the pan, and placed it right on the pan, putting out the flames. “Oh.”
“That fire extinguisher isn’t designed for grease fires,” Melinda said as she opened up the windows to let the smoke out. “The moment you would have used it, the flames would have spread. It’s better to just deprive it of oxygen with the lid or blanket or towel. Or put it out by using baking soda.”
“Baking soda?” Jordan said, she nodded her head. “Huh. That’s why you always keep that big box of baking soda in the kitchen.”
“Exactly.” Melinda said.
She looked at the other food he had on the stove that was also burned. “Yeahhhh kinda burned everything,” Jordan said, and she looked over at him. “I just wanted to try and make you breakfast after last night but,” he sighed. “I still fucking suck at cooking as you can tell.”
She giggled. “Yeah I remember you told me you used to spend tons of money on Hello Fresh and Ubereats before I started cooking for you.” Melinda said.
He chuckled. “I never told you but,” Jordan said and he smiled. “Remember the very first time you offered to come over and cook for me?”
“Yeah,” Melinda said, nodding her head.
“Well,” Jordan said and he smiled. “I never told you this but I didn’t have any pots or pants or cooking utensils so I went out and bought them before you came over.”
She giggled. “Are you serious?” Melinda said.
He chuckled. “Yeah,” Jordan said, nodding his head.
“I was wondering why they look so brand new,” Melinda said. He smiled as he nodded his head. Then his smile faded as he looked at her. “What?”
“I like it when we're like this,” Jordan said. “Smiling, laughing, just joking around. I really thought last night was going to be the last time we had this.” She looked down as last night replayed and doubt started creeping into her mind once more. “You're not going to leave me are you baby?” She looked up and she shook her head, he gave her a small smile. “Come here,” they went over to each other and he wrapped his arms around, giving her a kiss. “Since I burnt all this food, do you want some cereal? I can’t burn that.”
“I don’t know, are you going to make it the right way?” Melinda said with a smirk.
“Hey, milk and then cereal is the right way baby” Jordan said, and he smirked back. “You doing cereal and then milk is the wrong way.”
She giggled a bit. “Whatever you say, babe.” Melinda said. “I think I'm just going to lay down a bit longer and when I wake up I’ll turn that coffee to ice coffee.”
“Alright baby,” Jordan said and he gave her a kiss. “How about,” he smiled, “we make love again?”
She gave a small smile. “That would be great but I’m just really tired babe,” Melinda said.
He nodded his head. “Okay, that’s fine.” Jordan said. “Go get some sleep and I’ll clean up here.” He gave her another kiss before he let her go and she started heading back to the bedroom. “Baby?” Melinda stopped and turned back to him. “What do you think about us spicing it up in the bedroom?”
“What do you mean?” Melinda said, looking confused.
“You know,” Jordan said and he grinned. “Bringing in some toys.”
“Toys?” Melinda said.
“Yeah,” Jordan said, nodding his head. “Like a vibrator and dildo for you. Maybe we can do some anal plugs for you to see if you like that. That would help get you adjusted and get you ready for me if you end up deciding I can fuck your ass.” She looked at him in surprise. “Oh,” he snapped his fingers and smiled. “We can get one of those machines that have the dildo on it. I can tie you up on the bed and I can watch it fuck you while I jerk off.”
“What?” Melinda said, not knowing what to think. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“I’m just throwing out suggestions to spice things up, that’s all baby.” Jordan said. “What if I buy an actual camera and you know those tripods so we can record us better.”
“Where the fuck is this all coming from?” Melinda said.
“It's just,” Jordan said and he sighed. “I heard that romance tends to go out the window once a couple gets married and has kids. And I don’t want that for us, baby. I want us to be all into each other so I thought, you know,” he smiled. “Spicing things up in the bedroom would help out.”
“If you want to keep romance alive shouldn’t we go on dates and not make a porn video?” Melinda said.
“Yeah,” Jordan said and he looked down. “Guess going on dates would work better.”
“Are you bored of me in the bedroom?” Melinda said.
He looked up quickly. “What? No,” Jordan said, shaking his head. “I’m not bored of you at all baby. I just don’t want you to get bored of me and leave.”
“You really think I’m bored of you?” Melinda said, as she started getting frustrated. “I’m not the one flirting and eye fucking others Jordan.” He looked away. “What’s next? You're going to suggest bringing another man or even another woman into the bedroom to spice things up.”
He turned back to her. “Fuck no,” Jordan said, raising his voice a bit. “I won’t ever do that shit to you. I don’t want another man or fucking woman touching you.” He sighed heavily. “I’m sorry baby. It’s super early in the morning and I’m tossing all these suggestions at you. I’m sure you're still tired and stressed out because of last night's bullshit with Tom. Won’t you just forget what I said and get some sleep.” She just looked at him. “Go ahead baby,” he smiled. “Get some sleep.” She turned back around and headed back to the bedroom. “I love you baby.”
She stopped for a moment. “Yeah,” Melinda said. “Love you too.” She went inside and closed the door behind her.
“Fuck.” Jordan said.
Couple Hours Later:
Unable to sleep when she got back into the bedroom, Melinda had ended up taking a shower. Then she decided to soak in the tub and read a book. She was there for a while until Jordan came in to check up on her. And of course, he started taking off his clothes to join her. She didn’t mind it at first since Jordan stayed quiet and he was rubbing her feet. But when things started turning sexual he brought up recording it. Without a word or a sigh Melinda got out of the tub and went to the bedroom to dry off. She got dressed as he came into the bedroom to apologize. She just went into the kitchen and started getting breakfast together.
When she was done cooking, they sat in the dining room and started eating. Melinda wasn’t saying a word or even looking at Jordan as he tried talking to her. She just gave him a simple nod or head shake, and occasional shoulder shrugged. After they ate, she cleaned up and started working on unpacking the kitchen while Jordan started putting up the curtains. Jordan did try to keep talking to her but eventually he gave up and put on some music for them to listen to. Once the kitchen was done, they got one of the spare rooms set up as a guest room. That’s when Jordan brought up that they should work on setting up the nursery so they wouldn’t have to worry about doing it during her pregnancy. Before Melinda could say anything someone rang the doorbell and she went over to answer it.
She opened the door and she was taken back with who she saw. “Oh hell no,” Melinda said.
“Baby who is it?” Jordan said and he went over, seeing who it was. “What do you want?”
“Mr Ryder has sent me over with some important documentation.” He said. “If I can have a moment of your time.”
She sighed. “Sure, why not? It’s not like last time things went sideways.” Melinda said in a sarcastic tone as she let him in. “Would you like something to drink?” Leading the way to the dining room.
“No thank you.” He said.
They sat down. “So let’s see this important documentation,” Melinda said.
He opened up his briefcase and took a packet. “This is a contract for you and Mr Weaver,” He said, handing it to her. “His offer for you to spend this upcoming weekend with him still stands.”
“Dude, come on,” Jordan said.
“Is he fucking serious with this fucking shit right now?” Melinda said. She paused and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, you're just the messenger, I shouldn’t be biting your head off.”
“It’s quite alright Ms Mercer, it’s understandable.” He said. “Mr Ryder wants me to reinsure you that there isn’t any sexual acts involved. He just wants to get to know you more. Inside the packet are a few things he listed that he said you two can do together.
“Let me see this,” Jordan said, taking the packet from her and he started skimming through it. “Blowing, watching movies, go-kart racings, mini golf, swimming.” He looked up. “My girl isn’t going to go swimming so he can check her out in her bikini."
“It’s just a list of things they can do together, Ms Mercer doesn’t have to do anything she doesn’t wish to do,” He said. “With that said, Mr Ryder did say that if any point you wish to,” he hesitated.
“Wish to what?” Melinda said.
“To do any sexual acts, he isn’t pose to it,” He said. “You just have to be the one that gives the green light as he put it.”
“I think I just threw up in my mouth a bit,” Melinda said, rolling her eyes.
“These have NDA’s in it.” Jordan said.
“Of course he wants us to keep our mouths shut because he plans to try and crawl into bed with me,” Melinda said, as she took the packet from Jordan. “Tell Mr Ryder he can take this packet and shove it up his ass.” She handed it back to him. “And if he keeps this up, movie star or not, my four older brothers are going to kick his door down and beat his fucking ass, and fuck up his other knee.” She got up. “Excuses me, I’m going to fuck up of the punching bag in the garage.”
She took off before anyone could say anything. Melinda kept kicking and punching the bag, refusing to take any breaks. She just kept going and going, letting all her frustration, anger and sadness out of the bag. As she did, all she could was imagine Tom and Jordan both that she was hurting. She was going at it for almost an hour when she started getting hot. She took off her shirt and went back at it, but soon the heat increased in the garage.
“Why is it so fucking hot?” Melinda said. She put on her shirt and she went back into the house. “Jordan,” she looked around for him and she found him outside near the AC unit. “Why is it hot in the house?”
He sighed and he looked over at her. “The AC crapped out,” Jordan said.
“You got to be kidding,” Melinda said.
He shook his head. “Look,” Jordan said. She walked over and he pointed at the inside of it. “See all the ice build up around it?”
“Can’t we just melt the ice?” Melinda said.
“We can but it’s just going to keep freezing over, baby,” Jordan said. “It’s going to be like that until we fix whatever is wrong with it.”
She sighed. “Fuck and it’s suppose to be in the 100s this week,” Melinda said. “I’m going to call Jeremiah and see if he can help out.” She headed back into the house when he grabbed her hand. “What?”
“Baby you don’t have to call your brother,” Jordan said. “I can fix this.”
“Jordan,” Melinda said. “My brother can help us get this fix.”
“We don’t need your fucking brother,” Jordan said in a harsh tone. Melinda glared at him and he sighed. “I’m sorry baby,” he let go of her hand. “It’s just I don’t need you brother to turn around and tell your other brothers that I couldn’t fix this. Because we both know, Bobby will come down here and start giving me shit. He’s going to tell me that I don’t know how to fix things around the house for you and take care of you.”
“Then I’ll tell him something if he does,” Melinda said.
“And how is that going to look when I have my girl sticking up for me?” Jordan said. She sighed as she rolled her eyes. “Let me fix it okay?”
“Fine. Whatever,” Melinda said. She went back inside and over to the kitchen. “I swear he’s too prideful sometimes.” She stopped when she saw the packet on the kitchen table. “He seriously didn’t throw this shit out?”
She grabbed it and ripped it apart before throwing it into the trash, then she started working on lunch. When she was done, she told Jordan lunch was ready and she went to the dining room to eat. By the time she was done and she got things picked up, Jordan finally came in. He didn’t say a word to her or looked at her as he went to the fridge and grabbed out a beer. He chugged about half of it before he turned back around to tell her something. That’s when he noticed the packet wasn’t on the counter. He walked over to the trash can, seeing the packet torn up.
“You throw away the contract?” Jordan said.
“Yeah since you didn’t do it,” Melinda said and she turned to him. “Did you get the AC working?” He sighed and he shook his head. “I’m calling my brother.” Before he could protest she walked off to get her phone. She called her brother and almost an hour later he came over, and started looking over. “Can you fix it?”
“You should have called me the moment it broke down, it would have been an easy fix,” Jeremiah said, as he looked at the AC unit. “Whatever that little boyfriend of yours did, just made it worse,” he looked over at her. “I had the part to swap out and fix it, but he damaged the other parts that I don’t have.”
“Can’t you get them?” Melinda said.
“Not for this model,” Jeremiah said. “This is an older model that they don’t make or even make spare parts for. I hate to say it, but you’ll have to get it all replaced.”
“Great,” Melinda said and she rolled her eyes. “How much is that going to cost?” He just stared at her. “Jeremiah, how much?”
“Well since the AC and heater are combined you have to replace both. That will put you around, ” Jeremiah said, he started thinking about it. “8,000 dollars give or take.”
“8,000!” Melinda said. “Fuck,” she sighed as she put her hands on her hips. “We’re going to have to dip into the savings then.”
“Sorry sis,” Jeremiah said. “Like I said if you guys called me as soon as it broke down I could have fixed it.”
“I wanted to but Jordan didn’t want Bobby giving him shit,” Melinda said.
“Remember what Mama Evelyn always said,” Jeremiah said, picking up his tool bag. “Pride comes before the fall.”
“Yeah,” Melinda said. “Thanks for coming over and trying to fix it.”
“No problem,” Jeremiah said. “I’ll have my guys drop off a couple of window air conditioners for you tomorrow morning. I’ll see you later, love you.”
“Love you too,” Melinda said. Jeremiah headed out around the back as she went back inside, to find Jordan in the kitchen with his arms crossed and looking annoyed. “It’s going to be,”
“8,000, yeah I know I heard.” Jordan said and he looked over at her. “Like how I heard him call me your little boyfriend. But what I didn’t hear,” he uncrossed his hands and went over to her. “Was you correcting him and saying I’m the man you were going to marry,” he stuffed his hands in his pockets. “Why is that? Are you planning not to marry me now or something?”
“Are you serious right now Jordan?” Melinda said. “I never said that.”
“But you're acting like it by not correcting your fucking brother. And why do you keep calling me Jordan?” Jordan said. “Yeah I know you call me it every now again, but since all that shit happened last night you just been calling me Jordan. And all this morning you’ve been refusing to have sex with me. Then when I told you I love you, you had to stop and fucking think about it. And the way you said it, it was like you had no fucking love behind it whatsoever. What the hell is going on with you?” He took his hands out of his pockets and gestured to himself. “Don’t you want to be with me? Don’t you love me?”
“Jordan,” Melinda said.
“There you go again, Jordan. Jordan. Jordan.” Jordan said, and he grunted in frustration as he rolled his eyes. “How would you feel if I call you Melinda all fucking day and keep rejecting your fucking ass when you want to fuck.” She started walking away. “Hey! Don’t fucking walk away from me when I’m fucking talking to you!”
She turned around and rushed over to him, then she shoved him, causing him to stumble back. “Don’t you ever fucking dare raise your voice at me or talk to me like that!” Melinda said. He looked at her in shock as she got into his face. “And newsflash, just because we are together, doesn’t mean I have to constantly jump on your fucking dick whenver you whip it out. I have every right to say no to you and you have to respect that.”
“I do baby,” Jordan said. “I just,”
“And the reason I keep saying no is because of what happened last night.” Melinda said.
“But we made love last night,” Jordan said.
“Did we?” Melinda said. He looked at her confused. “Ever since we moved in here all you want to do is record us. I hate it.”
“But I thought you were cool with it,” Jordan said.
“I was at first but that’s all you fucking want to do Jordan,” Melinda said and she stepped away from him. “It takes the fun and love out of it. It feels like you're putting on a show or something.”
“Baby,” Jordan said. “I told you why I recorded it.”
“But does it have to be all the time?” Melinda said. “I’m surprised you didn’t ask me to record it when we were having sex at Tom’s place.” He just looked at her. “Wait. Did you… did you record it?”
“Yeah,” Jordan said and she threw her hands up as she sighed in frustration. “It was just for like a minute or two baby I swear. You were really into it and I didn’t want to stop and ask you. I just pulled out my phone and just recorded my dick going in and out of you, that was it. Then when you started getting close I put my phone away.” She started walking away. “Wait baby,” he followed her to the bedroom. “I’m sorry I didn’t ask.”
“I’m done,” Melinda said.
“Are you leaving me?” Jordan said.
“No,” Melinda said, turning around and facing him. “Jordan, I’m fucking hurting okay?” Her eyes started to water. “It hurts that you look at other women and I have someone pointing it out to me! It hurts knowing you flirt with women, that you have been flirting with them this whole fucking time! It hurts that you looked me in the eye and straight up lied to me about what took you so long last night to come back with my drinks! It hurts that you didn’t tell Tom to fuck off when he first offer us that fucking deal! And it fucking hurts, that you didn’t throw away that packet!” She started crying. “I’m fucking hurting and you act like your fucking dick is the cure all and recording it would make me happy. I hate that your suggestings about bringing all these fucking toys into the bedroom to keep our romance alive, when you know that’s bullshit. You're doing it because you really don’t give a shit that you're causing me all this pain.”
“Baby I,” Jordan said and he sighs. “I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.” He went over and wrapped his arms around her, letting her cry against his chest. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be bugging you all the time about recording. Or bring up the toys and all that shit. It’s just…” he sighed. “We… We need the money.”
“What?” Melinda said, pulling back and looking at him. “What are you talking about?”
“I lost my job baby,” Jordan said.
“You lost your job?” Melinda said, looking confused as she stepped out of his arms. “But… but you’ve been taking off in the mornings like you normally do.”
“I’ve been looking for work. And on your days off when I’m supposed to be working I,” Jordan said. He sighed. “I go to Danny’s and hang out at his place until my usual time I get off.”
She looked at him in disbelief. “When did you lose your job?” Melinda said.
“I got the call right after I showed you the paperwork for the house.” Jordan said. “I was hoping I could find work before things got bad but,” he sighed again. “I haven’t had any luck.”
“Since you showed me the paperwork?” Melinda said. “That was like a month and a half ago.”
“I know,” Jordan said. “I just didn’t want you to worry about the money.”
She shook her head. “How were you able to cover the move?” Melinda said. “The wedding venue? The bills and the repairs to my car? Getting stuff for the house? All of it?”
“I’ve been using the money in the savings,” Jordan said,
“Why didn’t you just tell me?” Melinda said. “I wouldn’t have been buying all this furniture and I would have just let Bobby pay to fix my car. I would have been helping out this whole time.”
“Because I wanted to be the one taking care of everything, not you baby.” Jordan said. “It’s my job to take care of it all, not yours. But by the first week, the money got really low and I started worrying how I was going to buy the utilities and all that. Then,” he looked down. “Then Danny suggested something a bit crazy but it worked.”
“What are you talking about?” Melinda said and he looked up at her, heisting. “What did Danny suggest?”
“I started a Private page.” Jordan said. She just looked at him, processing what he just said. “It was just me, showing off my body at first. Then I started uploading videos of me jerking off. I was making pretty good money but after a month not finding work I knew I needed to up my game if I was going to pay everything. So I,”
“Oh my god,” Melinda said, Her breathing got heavy as her heart started pounding at a rapid pace. “That’s why you were recording us.”
“I’m sorry baby but like I said, we needed the money.” Jordan said.
“How could you?” Melinda said, in a harsh tone. “You promised me you wouldn’t put the videos online.”
“I’m sorry baby, I really am.” Jordan said. “I just didn’t know what to do.”
She shook her head. “I can’t believe this is happening.” Melinda said.
“It’s not a big deal baby,” Jordan said. “People make naughty videos all the time and post them.”
“It is a big deal Jordan,” Melinda said as she started to shake with anger. “I’m trying to be a nurse.”
“But your face isn’t in any of the videos baby,” Jordan said.
“I have tattoos and piercings that will stand out,” Melinda said. “Anyone that knows me will put two and two together. And you,” she motioned to him. “You have your nipple pierced and you have a tattoo above your pelvis. Anyone that has seen you shirtless will know it’s you.” He just stared at her. “Oh god.” It hit her. “Your face was in the videos weren’t they?” Jordan kept staring at her. “That chick from last night, what were you two talking about?” He looked away. “Look at me!” He turned to her. “Tell me, what did you guys really talk about?”
“She saw my Private page and told me she really loves the size of my dick and how I use it,” Jordan said. “She… she showed me her page and I was checking out a few of her videos.” Once again her heart and breathing picked up. “She told me that she would love to go upstairs with me and make a video with me. I told her the girl in the video was the only girl I was doing videos with. And it was just a temporary thing I was doing to make some money. Then she started talking using all these,”
“Toys,” Melinda said.
“Yeah,” Jordan said, nodding his head. “She says she makes really good money doing that. But she said to make the big bucks is to bring someone else into the bedroom. Then she said that she loves fucking girls and eating them out. She said the three of us can do a video together. I can sit there and jerk off while she takes care of you. Or while you give me a blow job she can eat you out or fuck you. I told her no because you were mine and I showed her my wedding ring. She told me that it's cool and to hit her up on her page if I change my mind. When I walked off and that’s when I saw you but I kept on going because,”
“You needed to come up with a story,” Melinda said and he nodded his head. “The video you took, the one in Tom’s bathroom was… was my face in that one?”
“She saw us coming in together and she said you were really beautiful,” Jordan said. “And a face relief would get me a lot of money.” She gasped as he covered her mouth. “I didn’t post it, baby. I.. I was going to but I didn’t.”
She put her hand back down. “You need to delete that video right now Jordan,” Melinda said. “You need to delete all those videos and take down your page.”
“We need the money baby,” Jordan said.
“Fuck the money!” Melinda yelled. “You betrayed my trust Jordan!”
“I was just trying to fucking take care of you, okay?!” Jordan yelled. “Everything I fucking did was to take care of you!” She shook her head as she stepped further away from him. “You want me to take down all the videos and delete everything?”
“Yes!” Melinda said.
“Then spend the weekend with Tom,” Jordan said. She looked at him in disbelief and disgust. “You spend the weekend with Tom will solve all our problems. We can use that 4 million and pay off the house, and get the AC replaced. Hell,” he smiled. “We can turn around and sell the house, and get a better one, a newer one. All you have to do is just hang out with him.”
“What?” Melinda said in a small voice.
“Baby think about it,” Jordan said. “Everything will be taken care of, the house, the wedding and we’ll still have plenty left. Oh,” his face lit up. “Instead of buying a new house we can get that empty building I showed you awhile back. The one I said if I owned I would open up a gym with self defense classes and offer life couch advice. If we do that, not only will we be set for life or kids will be too.”
“Our kids?” Melinda said.
“Yeah baby,” Jordan said, smiling as he nodded his head. “Our kids. You know, the ones we always talk about having. They’ll be taken care of, we all will. All you have to do is spend the holiday weekend with Tom.” She shook her head. “Come on baby, it’s just hanging out, that’s all. Tom and the guy both said there’s no fucking involved. You just have to sit there and bullshit with him and that’s it. Then the money is all ours.”
“No,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “No I won’t.”
“Baby come on,” Jordan said. “We have until Thursday midnight to contact him and sign the paperwork. Once we do,” he smiled. “That money is as good as ours.”
“I said no,” Melinda said through her teeth. “I would rather pack up and go back to living with my brothers.”
His face got serious as his breathing got heavy. “Fine,” Jordan said. “But if you don’t do this, not only will I not delete all those videos, I’ll post one I took last night.” Her eyes widened. “That’s right baby, everyone will know what you fucking look like. So if you don’t want me to upload that video, you’ll do this for us.”
“Bastard,” Melinda said.
“No, that’s you baby.” Jordan said and he smirked. “After all, your mommy didn’t have a daddy for you and that’s why CPS took you away from her because she couldn’t take care of you on her own. Then they dropped your fucking ass off at that poor shitty fucking foster home.” She clenched her fists and jaw. “So, if you don’t want to end up going back there and have that beautiful face of yours all over my page, you’ll spend the weekend with Tom. And just like them, I’ll give you until Thursday midnight to make up your mind.”
Her eyes shifted to her phone on the nightstand and back to him. “Not if I call my brothers to come and beat your fucking ass.” Melinda said.
She jumped on the bed and so did he, and they both dove for her phone. Melinda almost had it, but Jordan was taller than her and had longer arms. He grabbed it right off the charge before they both crashed onto the floor and against the wall. Melinda gasped as a sharp pain shot up her left arm and to her shoulder as Jordan got to his feet. He ran straight into the bathroom and he locked at the door. She could hear him fighting with the case to get it off and yelled in excitement when he got it off. She sat up slowly as she grabbed her arm. She tried to get to her feet, but she was in too much pain. So Melinda sat there, leaned up against the wall as she held her arm while she listened to Jordan throwing her phone on the title floor and stumping on it. Once he was finally done, the door swung open and he came out with a pep in his step with a shit eating grin on his face.
“Can’t call your brothers now with a,” Jordan said and he stopped seeing she was in pain. “Baby?” He dropped the broken phone from his hand and onto the floor. “What the fuck did I do?” He ran, jumped on the bed and jumped down next to her. He crouched down as went to look at her arm and she pulled away from him, hissing in pain as she did. “Baby please, let me look at it.” He reached out again but this time she didn’t move. He pulled down her shirt a bit, he could see the bone popping up and arm out of place. “Oh fuck,” a wave a guilt started washing over him as he started shaking a bit. “It’s dislocated. I’m… I’m sorry baby,” he looked into her eyes as he started to water. “I didn’t mean,” she looked down and he sighed. “Come on, let’s get you to the hospital.” He wrapped his arms around and picked her up as she kept hissing in pain. “I know baby, I know. It will be alright, I promise. I promise.”
With a quick twist of her wrist, she got out of his hold and she took a hold of his wrist and she twisted. “Fuck,” Tom said and he hiss in pain before she let him go. “Fucking A.” He rubbed his wrist. “Who in the hell taught you that?”
She grinned. “Angel,” Melinda said. “Something he learned in the marines. And if you touch me again without permission, you are really going to be in a world of hurt.”
He chuckled. “Don’t threaten me with a good time.” Tom said.
“Okay, we’re gone here.” Melinda said.
“I’m sorry,” Tom said. “I just got a really flirty personality, that’s all.”
“Mm-hmm,” Melinda said, crossing her arms. “I’m sure it’s because your a type of guy that thinks every girl wants to jump on his fucking dick and he’s God’s gift to all the women in the world. You use charm and flattering to get into girls pants though you don’t believe a goddamn thing you are telling them. All becasue you do the same fucking song and dance withe very girl you meet. And they're stupid enough to fall for it because they really believe the bullshit coming out of your fucking mouth. Your nothing but a fuckign man whore that needs his ego fucking stroke by plowing all these women. All because you have deep seeded fucking mommy issues. Now if you excuse me, I’m going to go find my fiance."
Melinda walked off before Tom finished processing what she said to him. She made her way back to the main area where Jordan was at. She saw Jordan was talking to some girl. Melinda’s heart started to ache as the girl put her hand on Jordan’s chest and pressed her body against his. Jordan smiled at her and Melinda started to shake with anger and disgust. Then Jordan raised up his left hand, showing her his ring finger that had his wedding ring on as he stepped away from her. His face became serious as he shook his head, and he walked away quickly. Melinda sighed in relief and she hurried to catch up to Jordan before he went to the back area. She came up behind him and she put her hand on his shoulder, stopping him.
“I’m fucking married you fucking dumb bitch,” Jordan said and he turned around. “Oh shit,” his eyes went wide when he saw it was Melinda. “I’m so sorry baby.” He put his arms around her and gave her a kiss. “I didn’t mean to cuss at you or call you a bitch. I thought it was this chick that was trying to get all frisky with me after I told her I was married.”
“Wait, some chick was all over you?” Melinda said. “Is that why you were taking so long?”
“Yeah,” Jordan said, nodding his head. “I saw this chick getting hit on by some guy and she was looking hella comfortable. I moved closer to hear them talking and sure enough, she kept telling him she wasn’t interested but he wasn’t taking no for an answer. And you know how I am about that shit baby,” she nodded her head. “So I tried to get him to walk away but the fucker wasn’t having it. I ended up getting into his face and told him to fuck off, otherwise me and him were going to go a few rounds. He backed off and started heading out, so I followed him and made sure he left. Once he did I came back inside and asked if she was okay, and if she needed anything. She said she was good and she thanked me, then she started getting all flirty with me. She puts her hand on my chest, saying she wanted to pay me back by taking me upstairs to one of the bedrooms. I just smiled at her and showed her my wedding ring, and I walked off.”
“You really did all that?” Melinda said, smiling.
“Of course baby,” Jordan said, smiling. “Why would I want someone like that when I have you,” he kissed her. “The love of my life. My future wife and mother of my future babies.”
She blushed. “I love you babe,” Melinda said.
“I love you too baby,” Jordan said and he kissed her. “Here.” He handed her shots.
“I uh,” Melinda said. “I shouldn't drink these.”
“Why baby?” Jordan said. “I thought you wanted them.”
“Because I’m going to have to be a sober driver after all.” Melinda said.
“What?” Jordan said, looking confused. “Why?”
She sighed. “Tom was hitting on me,” Melinda said.
“He was hitting on you?” Jordan said and she nodded her head. “Baby, Ryder is known to be a big flirt. I’m sure it was harmless flirty.”
“He brought up about you always staring at other girls,” Melinda said and she felt Jordan tense up. “He straight out said if I was his girl his eyes would only be on me. Then he goes on a rant about how you need to get your head out of your ass and wake up. How basically you need to treat me better or I can end up walking out here with some other guy or just stay here with him.” Jordan scoffed as he shook his head. “Then he asked me for my number in case we break up.”
“What the fuck?” Jordan said, he grunted. “That fucking asshole.”
“Yeah,” Melinda said. “Then I ripped his soul out by saying he was a man whore because he had deep seeded mommy issues.”
He started laughing. “That’s my girl.” Jordan said and he kissed her. “Wait here and I’m going to talk to him.”
“Babe don’t,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “He smelled of alcohol, like really bad. I’m sure the reason why he's wearing those fucking yellow sunglasses in here is because his eyes are red. So he has to be drunk off his ass. If anything, wait till tomorrow and come back when he’s all sober up to talk to him.”
He sighed. “Alright baby,” Jordan said. “Do you want to head out then? I don’t want you to be feeling uncomfortable.”
“Nah,” Melinda said. “We don’t get to have a whole lot of fun with us working all the time and me going to school. And once we have kids,” they smiled. “We won't be able to have fun like this for a few years.”
“In that case you drink up baby,” Jordan said, smiling. “And we’ll just take an uber home.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Melinda said. She chugged one shot and then the second. Jordan had a shook look on his face, seeing she was unphase. “Told you, just because I have a pussy doesn’t make me one.” She winked.
“Fuck me,” Jordan said and he smiled. “Let’s get you some more fucking shots.”
As Jordan got her more shots for her an idea popped in his head. He started betting people that Melinda could chug the shots without falling on her ass. A few men took him up on his bet and Melinda put them in their places. She started doing drinking games and winning each one. In a couple of hours, they had over a thousand dollars. Jordan was going to place another bet when Melinda heard the song Anywhere by 112 start to play. She went over to the area where everyone was dancing. He watched her start dancing seductively, he licked his lips as she slowly unbuttoned her shirt. She grinned at him as she used a finger to call him over.
Jordan walked over to her, completely memorized by her. As he got to her Melinda turned around, putting her back against his chest. She slowly started grinding up against him as she continued to dance. He moaned as he started getting hard. She put her arms above her head and wrapped them around Jordan’s neck. He put his hands on her hips and he raised Melinda’s tank top up, revealing her belly button ring and her tattoos she had on her hip bones, along with her smooth slender stomach. Jordan started kissing her neck as they grind against each other while they dance.
His lips moved up her neck and towards her lips as one hand moved up her body. He squeezed her breast, making her moan before he continued moving his hand up her body. Jordan put his hand on her throat and he gave her a gentle squeeze, putting her in a daze. Then he took a hold of her face and moved it towards him, and his lips met hers. They started kissing slowly and gently as their tongues explored each other’s mouths. Melinda moved her arms as she rotated herself so she was facing him. She broke the kiss and she whispered in his ear. They pulled back and Jordan grinned at her as he took a hold of her hand. He led her over to a hallway where they disappeared into.
Unknown to them, Tom was across the room watching them the whole time. After Melinda took off, he went after her to apologize to her. Then he saw Jordan talking to a woman and how Melinda saw it too. So he stopped a few feet behind her and waited to see how it would play out. If Jordan was about to fuck around, not only was he going to throw him out. But he was going to offer Melinda a shoulder to cry on and help her take her mind off of Jordan by taking her to his room. But instead, Jordan blew the woman off to his surprise and Melinda went over to him. So he found a spot across the room and watched them betting people while they did drinking games.
Then when he saw Melinda dancing, he had to stop himself from going over there. He couldn’t help but admire the way she moved her hips. Nor couldn’t he help but lick his lips when he saw her busting chest, her hourglass figured, her piercing and tattoos. She was definitely the type of girl he would go for. Though she was Jordan’s girl, he didn’t care. Especially seeing how Jordan was still checking out chicks when he had someone as beautiful with a gorgeous body like Melinda. Yeah, she busted his balls but she was the only to ever call him out and he wanted to get to know her more because of it. Then when he saw Jordan taking Melinda down the hallway with a grin on their faces, he knew exactly what they were going to do. That’s fine, because he knew exactly what he was going to do too.
Bathroom:
As soon as they got inside, Jordan locked the door. They both quickly undid their pants and lowered them. He spun Melinda round and leaned her over the sink. He took a hold of his hard cock rubbing the tip of it against her already wet folds. She started moaning, making him groan back in return. He started pushing past her folds and he let himself go, and took a hold of her hips. Jordan thrust his hips forward, slamming himself deep inside of her, making Melinda cry out. He grinned and he started pounding away at her pussy while he watched her expressions in the mirror. Jordan kept going as hard and as fast as he could, making her cry out each time he hit her G-spot.
Melinda’s walls soon started clenching around his cock, making him groan loud as his body tensed up with hers. Her legs started to shake, followed by her clit and walls started pulsating. She cried out daddy as she started cumming hard. Jordan tightened his grip on Melinda's hips as he started cumming. Then he shoved his cock deep inside and rolled his hips, making them moan loud as they finished cumming together. He leaned over her as they both panted from their release. He started kissing her back gently and made his way up to her neck.
“I love you baby,” Jordan whispered as he kept kissing her. “I love you so so so much.”
“I love you too babe.” Melinda whispered.
He pulled out of her, making both sigh. “Fuck,” Jordan said, ran his hands through his hair as he leaned back up. “That was fucking amazing.” He slapped her ass, making her moan. “You have such a great ass baby.” He squeezed it. “When are you going to let me fuck it?”
She quickly removed his hands. “Never,” Melinda said as she leaned up.
“Aw come on baby,” Jordan said, he pouted. “I promise I’ll use a lot of lube.”
“No,” Melinda said, turning to him as she got her panties and pants back up. “Not with that python of yours.”
He grunted as he put his boxers and pants back up. “Just the tip.” Jordan said. She glared at him. “Okay. Okay. Okay.” He leaned down and kissed her. “What if you were on top?’ She punched his arm, “fuck,” he chuckled as he rubbed his arm. “I love it when you get violent." He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in close. “It really turns me on.”
She giggled. “You're such a prev.” Melinda said.
“You fucking love it.” Jordan said with a smirk. She smiled as she nodded her head. He smiled as he gave her another kiss. “I really love you baby, like so so so soooooo much.” She giggled as she kissed him. “Want to start heading home?” She nodded her head. “Alright,” he gave her another kiss before taking her hand and leading her back out of the hallway.
“I can’t believe we had sex in someone else's bathroom.” Melinda said. “And with tons of people around.”
“Want to find Tom’s room and fuck on his bed?” Jordan and she giggled. “That’s a yes.” She playfully smacked him, making him chuckle. “You know you want to baby.”
“Shut up,” Melinda said as she landed her head against his arms. “All I want is to go home and cuddle with you until we fall asleep.”
“After I pound that pussy again.” Jordan said.
She giggled. “After you pound my pussy again.” Melinda said. He chuckled as they headed outside. “Want to walk around a bit before we call for a ride?”
“A moonlight stroll with my wifey to be?” Jordan said and he smiled. “Why not?”
They walked around outside, exploring Tom’s property while they talked about the wedding. They definitely were going to un-invite Tom after the stunt he pulled. Jordan still couldn’t believe that Tom would turn around and do that after he just told him they were going to get married and have kids. He really couldn’t believe that Tom turned around and ratted him out about staring at other girls. But he’s sure Melinda checks out guys too. Plus he wasn’t flirting with the girls, he was just looking. Okay, he flirted a bit but he never asked for numbers or touched them. Just harmlessly flirty, that’s all.
“Babe,” Melinda said and Jordan looked down at her. “Did you hear me?”
“Sorry baby, I zoned out a bit because of all those beers.” Jordan said. “What did you say?”
“I said that guy in the suit is staring at us.” Melinda said, she motioned her head and he looked over. “See him?”
“Yeah,” Jordan said as the guy started walking over to him. “If I’m right he works for Tom. I think he’s like his chauffeur or something.”
“Did you think Tom got told we had sex in his bathroom?” Melinda said.
“Nah,” Jordan said, shaking his head. “Plus if he did it’s not like I nutted all over the bathroom. I just nutted in you.” She playfully smacked him and he chuckled. “I bet Tom sent him to say sorry for him.”
“We’ll see,” Melinda said.
“Mr Weaver. Ms Mercer,” He said. “Mr Ryder would like to have a word with you two.”
“Why?” Jordan and Melinda said together.
“He would like to extend an oliver branch for his behavior earlier.” He said. Jordan looked down at Melinda as she looked up at him. She nodded her head and they looked back at the guy, and Jordan nodded his head. “This way please.”
Tom’s Parlor Room:
When Jordan and Melinda stepped into the room they looked around. The walls were black with light figures that had dim lightening. There was a glass coffee table surrounded with purple velvet couches on one side of the room. There were a few purple velvet chairs spaced throughout the room. Then there was a bar, filled with liquor, a beer tap, glasses and barstools at the counter. They took a seat on the couch together and he poured them a shot of whiskery, and handed it to them.
“Mr Ryder will be in here shortly.” He said he took off and closed the door behind him.
They looked into trouble. “You know this is how horror movies start right?” Melinda said.
“Yeah,” Jordan said, looking around the room again. “It’s a good thing you got that big ass knife Bobby gave you tuck under your tits.”
“Yep,” Melinda said. She dipped her finger into the whiskey and looked at her nail polish. “Drinks aren’t drugged.” She showed him it didn’t change.
“I guess he’s trying to make an entrance.” Jordan said. They chugged the shot down and placed their glasses on the table, that’s when the door opened up and Tom stepped into the room. “You better be giving my girl one hell of a fucking apology man.”
“Don’t worry I will,” Tom said, closing the door behind him before going over to them and sitting on the other couch. “I am really sorry for how I was acting. I’m,” he chuckled lightly. “Pretty fucking drunk right now. I started throwing back a few before the party even started. But still, that isn’t an excuse for how I was acting. I’m very flirtatious and I joke around a lot, and sometimes I just don’t know when to knock it off. And from the bottom of my heart, I’m really sorry about that.”
“Whatever,” Melinda said. “Can we go now?”
“Yeah but first,” Tom said. He looked over at Jordan. “Bro, I’m sorry how I treated your girl tonight, she didn’t deserve that. I know I fucked up by hitting on your girl, but I really didnt’ mean it. I see you as a friend bro, a real good friend actually. And I want to make it up to you guys for what I did.”
“It’s cool man,” Jordan said. “We can just squash this.”
“No bro,” Tom said, shaking his head. “I really want to make it up to you guys. Since you guys just bought a house and you guys got a wedding coming up, and plan to have kids I’m sure the bills are stacking up on you guys. So I want to offer four million dollars to help you guys out.”
“What?” Melinda and Jordan said together.
“Yeah,” Tom said, smiling as he nodded his head. “Four million dollars.”
“Fuck,” Jordan said and he smiled. “Thanks man.”
“What’s the catch?” Melinda said.
“Baby he just said he’s going to give it to us for what he did.” Jordan said.
“No,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “He said offer, not give. Offer applies there’s a deal to be made in exchange for the money. So,” she glared at Tom. “What’s the catch?”
He chuckled. “You're good,” Tom said, smiling at Melinda. “Real good.” He licked his lips as he put his hands together. “Since you're going to marry my boy Jordan here, I want to get to know you more. I really want to see if you're the one for him. And, see if he’s the one for you since,” he looked at Jordan. “He likes to window shop.”
“I told you I don’t care if he stares at other women.” Melinda said and Jordan looked over at her.
“No you didn’t,” Tom said. “You said all the guys you’ve been with checked out other girls. I asked you if it bugged you and you just shrugged your shoulders. I bet you see him staring at girls all the time but you don’t say anything do you?” Melinda didn’t say anything. “Thought so. And I also bet you don’t even check out other guys do you?” She shook her head and Jordan let out a sigh as he looked down. “See, you're respectful and loyal to him. When I kept flirting with you, you got aggressive and shut me down. But will he be the same?”
He looked up. “Bro I had some chick trying to get on my dick earlier and I showed her my wedding ring,” Jordan said, showing him the ring. “And I walked away afterwards.”
“But do you still flirt with girls?” Tom said. “And before you want to say no, remember I was there when you flirted with all those girls at the gym when you two started sleeping together.”
He sighed. “Yeah I flirted.” Jordan said and he turned to Melinda. “But I swear baby, it was just harmless flirty nothing else.” She just looked down. “Come on baby, you know I love you and only you. If I didn’t I would have fucked that chick right?” She looked up at him. “Right?” She sighed and nodded her head. “Plus, we’re getting married and having kids. I never wanted that with another woman before because I love you. None of those other girls matter to me because I got you to come home to.”
“But what if you didn’t?” Tom said and they looked over at him. “What if you were alone for a whole weekend, no contact with Melinda whatsoever and you went out, and some woman was all over you. Could you say no to her?”
“I would say more than no to her,” Jordan said. “I would tell her fuck no.”
“Then let’s find out,” Tom said and he smiled. “Since I want to get to know Melinda more and see if you’ll fuck around on her, let’s make a deal. I’ll give you guys four million dollars if you guys can maintain a no contact between each other this upcoming holiday weekend. So from Friday 8AM to Tuesday 8AM, you guys can’t contact each other by any means and can’t be around each other. Jordan, you’ll be at the house and Melinda,” he grinned. “She’ll be here with me, all alone.” He held his hand out and they looked down at it. “What do you say? We got a deal?”
“Fuck this,” Melinda said getting up. “Let’s go.” She headed for the door.
“There’s no fucking involved or anthing like that,” Tom said. “It’s just us hanging out and bullshitting. You’ll get your own room and everything. I’ll keep it in my pants. I promise.”
She stopped and turned around. “No!” Melinda said. She looked at Jordan who was still sitting down. “Jordan! Come on!”
“Baby,” Jordan said.
“Whatever,” Melinda said as she turned back around and headed for the door. “I’m calling my brothers for a ride to their place.”
He shot out of his seat. “Baby wait,” Jordan said.
Melinda kept going, refusing to look back.She was shaking for all the anger building up inside of her. She was mad at herself for letting the staring slide and mad that Jordan now thinks it’s okay he’s flirting with women. She was pissed that Jordan most likely lied to her about what happened between him and that girl tonight. Pissed that Tom flirted with her and now offered money to spend the weekend with her. She was sick that Jordan looked like he was thinking about it. Sick that he just sat there not doing anything about it.
Once she was by her car, she grabbed her phone out to call her brothers. That’s when Jordan showed up, out of breath from running after her. She put her phone down, allowing him to catch his brother so he could explain himself. He had his hands on his knees as he leaned over, trying not to throw up after all that drinking and running.
She rolled her eyes “And you workout,” Melinda said.
“Cardio has….. Never been…. My thing,” Jordan said and he took a deep breath as he stood back up. “Unless it comes to the bedroom with you,’ he winked at her and she just glared at him. “Come on baby, don't be pissed at me.”
“You didn’t say shit back there!” Melinda yelled.
“Hey,” Jordan said, putting his hands on her shoulders. “I admit I was stuck on fucking stupid with what Ryder said. I was still trying to wrap my mind around it, that’s it.” She scoffed. “Look baby, we’re both fucked up right now and emotions are all over the fucking place right now. Let’s get home, crash out, and in the morning after a cup of coffee and food in us, we talk about what the fuck just happened tonight.” She looked away. “Baby please,” he stepped in front of her so she’ll look at him. “Please baby.”
“What really happened with you and that girl?” Melinda said.
“Baby I told you,” Jordan said.
“I want the truth Jordan,” Melinda said, getting in his face. “Did she really need help or were you just flirting with her the whole time?” He didn’t say anything. “Tell me the truth now or I’ll give you your ring back right now.”
He sighed. “I was flirting with her the whole time.” Jordan said. Melinda felt like she got punched in the gut as she stumbled. “Baby please,” he tried to take her hands in his but she pulled away. “Baby it was just harmless flirty that was it, I fucking swear. Once she got handsy and wanted to go upstairs I shut it down.”
“Have you ever,” Melinda said, debating to ask the question, fearing what his answer would be. “Have you ever cheated on me?”
“What?!” Jordan said. “No baby,” he shook his head. “Never.” He took a hold of her face and looked into her eyes. “I swear baby I never, never fucking cheated on you. Even when we were just fucking, I never touched another one in anyway. Not even a fucking hug. I have only ever been with you since the moment we met. Because even when we were just fucking around, I felt something for you.”
“Then why are you flirting?” Melinda said as her tears started forming in her eyes.
“Oh baby please don’t cry,” Jordan said, as he started panicking. “Don’t cry. I,” he sighed heavily. “I honestly don’t know why I flirt.” She looked down. “Hey,” he raised her head back up, seeing tears falling. “Oh baby don’t cry, please don’t cry.” He started wiping her tears. “I fucking swear baby I’ll work on it. I’ll…. I’ll go to therapy okay? I’ll do therapy.” She tried to look away but he refused to let her go away. “Please baby, I’ll do anything to fix this because I don’t want to lose you,” his eyes started to water. “I love you baby. I love you so much. You're the first woman I ever loved,” he started sniffing. “I don’t want to lose you Melinda, please, let me fix this. Let me fix this.” She nodded her head and he sighed in relief. “Thank you baby.” He kissed and he pressed his forehead against hers. “Let’s go home and get some sleep. And I promise once we wake up, everything will be better. We’ll talk about what happened and I’ll look up some therapists."
“Can we even afford one right now?” Melinda said.
“Don’t worry about the money baby,” Jordan said, smiling. “I got it all figured out. Remember,” he pulled back and looked into her eyes. “I told you a long time ago I will take care of you right?” She nodded her head. “And that’s what I plan to do, baby. No matter what, I’ll make sure you are taken care of. I don’t care what I fucking have to do, I will make sure you have everything you want and need. You’ll never have to worry about living the way you did back in that foster home. You won’t ever hand me down stuff, living from paycheck to paycheck. I will take care of everything baby, I swear.” She smiled at him. “Hey,” his smile got bigger. “I love you.”
She sighed softly. “I love you too.” Melinda said.
“Want to go home and make love?” Jordan said. “No fucking,” shaking his head. “I want to make love to my future wifey and mother of my babies.” She smiled and nodded her head. “Can I record it?” She rolled her eyes as she looked away. “Please baby, I want to remember us making love more than anything.” She sighed and she looked back at him, nodding her head. “Thank you baby,” He kissed gently. “I love you so much baby, so so so much.” He kissed her again. “And I always will, I promise.”
“Because I am baby,” Jordan said, putting on his blue dress shirt. “Ryder is a fucking celebrating after all.”
“Yeah but you guys have hung out before,” Melinda said.
“Still,” Jordan said, rolling up his sleeves. “What if there’s other celebrities there?”
“Then there’s other celebrities there,” Melinda said. “Not a big deal.”
“How are you not nervous about all this baby?” Jordan said.
“I don’t know.” Melinda said, shrugging her shoulders. “Maybe because at the coffee shop I’ve seen a few celebrities so it’s kinda whatever now I guess. Or maybe,” she buttoned up her shirt, leaving a few buttons up top open to show off her black top and large breast. “Because they’re just people like us, but they’re on TV and rich.”
“Baby won’t you button your shirt up all the way.” Jordan said.
She put her hands on her hips. “Don’t tell me you have a problem with the way I dress now that we are meeting a celebrity.” Melinda said.
“No baby, that’s not it.” Jordan said, shaking his head. “I love,” he smiled. “The way you dress, it’s so sexy.” She smiled. “It’s just Ryder has a pool table and dart board, and all these other games he likes to bet on that he’ll win. So I was thinking,” he went over and took her in his arms. “Since you used to hustle back in the day. You keep these bad boys of yours cover up and when the time is right,” he grinned. “You wipe them out and start racking in some money.”
She giggled. “That is tempting but we don’t need the money with what we make between us,” Melinda said.
“True but,” Jordan said, holding up a finger. “We just bought the house and if we have to make repairs or anything like that, extra money would help fix it. And we won’t have to touch the money we already have saved.”
“Yeah,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “I guess you're right.”
“Sooo,” Jordan said and he started buttoning up her shirt. “For now keep your secret weapons hidden and you can bust them out on Ryder and the other guys the way you do on me.” He winked.
She giggled. “Alright.” Melinda said. “As long as you're okay with that babe because they’ll be staring at my breast and ass.”
“I’m totally cool with it baby,” Jordan said, smiling. “You know why?” She shook her head. “Because I know no matter what.” He wrapped his arms around her pulling her against him. “You're still coming home with me and,” he kissed her. “We’re going to get married and,” he kissed her again. “Have a few kids running around here and,” he smiled as he kissed her again. “We’re going to grow old and grey together.”
She smiled as she put her arms around his neck. “It’s crazy we went from being friends with benefits to this.” Melinda said.
“You're telling me,” Jordan said, smiling. “I won’t lie baby that day you told me you were two weeks late, I was freaking out about it at first. I was thinking what the hell am I supposed to do, I’m not ready to be a dad. How are we going to do this co-parenting shit. But when you took that test and it came back negative, I was really bummed out about it. Like seriously bummed out. Then when you told me you wanted to call off the whole thing between us. All I kept thinking that day and night was how much I wanted to be your man and a dad.”
“That’s why you came to my place at 3 in the morning?” Melinda said.
“Yeah,” Jordan said, smiling. “I had to come over to tell you I was in love with you and wanted to spend the rest of my life with you.”
She smiled. “I’m still sorry my brothers chased you out of the house when they caught you in my bedroom.” Melinda said.
He chuckled. “It’s cool baby,” Jordan said. “I’m just glad I was able to put the ring on your finger before I had to jump out of the window and make a run for it.” She giggled. “Speaking of your brothers, they’re cool with me now right? Since we’re living together and getting married, and going to have a family?” She smiled as she got out of his arms and grabbed her phone off the bed, “baby?” She kept smiling as she walked out of the bedroom. “Fuck me seriously?” She giggled as he followed out of the bedroom. “I can’t believe they still want to beat my ass.”
“Just make sure to wear running shoes when we get married.” Melinda said.
“Oh okay,” Jordan said, in a mocking tone, making her giggle. “You're lucky I love you so much I put up with your brothers baby.”
“And you’re lucky they love me so much that they put up with you.” Melinda said. He chuckled. “Alright, let’s get going to this party.”
“Let’s do it.” Jordan said, smiling.
They headed out and started heading over to Tom’s place. The whole way, Jordan was acting nervous while Melinda was as calm as could be. Like she said, she’s met celebrities before and to her, it was never a big deal for some reason. Some people flip out with excitement or about to pass out. But Melinda, she was never like that and she treated them the same like she would anyone else. For that, a lot of celebrities thank her for treating her like a normal person that they really are. When they started pulling up at Tom’s place they could already hear music blaring and seeing tons of people walking everywhere. They parked the car and got out, and looked around. The guys wore casual clothes but the girls, that was a different story.
“I feel like the poor kid again.” Melinda said.
“Hey,” Jordan said, taking a hold of her hand. “You don’t have to feel like that baby, okay? These chicks aren’t dressed up fancy, they’re dressed up slutty, big difference. And even if they were all fancy and shit, that doesn’t make you the poor kid. Like I said, I love the way you dress baby, because it’s part of your personality which I love so much. And your personality made me fall in love with you in the first place, alright?” She smiled and nodded her head. “Good,” he smiled as he kissed her. “Let’s go inside and have some fun, okay?”
“Okay,” Melinda said, smiling.
Jordan led the way as Melinda hung back a bit. Though Jordan said the girls dressed slutty and he loves the way she dressed, it didn’t stop him from staring at the girls he was passing by. He nearly broke his neck checking some of them out, but Melinda was unbothered by it. She was used to the men she was with staring at other women so now, she just let it go. Just like Jordan said early, about her coming home to him, he was coming home to her so there was no reason to get upset. When they got to the door, they handed over their invite and went inside.
The place was two stories and there were people partying on both floors. There was a long table filled with food and a bartending area, and a DJ playing. They could see people outside in the pool and others on the dance floor. They walked around a bit so Jordan could look for Tom, but he didn’t seem to be anywhere inside. He asked around and asked a few people but they either didn’t know or one person said he was in this spot and another person said he was in another spot.
“Baby,” Jordan said. “I’m going to head to the bathroom, you good here?”
“Yeah,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “I’m going to get to roam around, text me if you can’t find me.”
“Alright,” Jordan said, he gave her a kiss. “I love you.”
“Love you too.” Melinda said.
Other Side Of The House:
Tom was sitting down on the arm rest of the chair while he talked with a few people while they drank. He decided to hang out in his den where it was more quiet and less people. There were a few people playing pool and other games, along with video games that he had set up. When the people he was talking to stepped away, that’s when he spotted a girl that wasn’t dressed like the other girls with their ass and tits out. She had black ankle boots that her black slightly torn jeans were tucked into. He grinned and nodded his head, seeing how nice her ass looked in the jeans. Her brown hair was long and in curls. She had several bracelets on each wrist that looked like they were picked at random like her rings on her hands. She was a red and black plaid shirt that had the sleeves rolled up. Tom kept his eyes on her, waiting for her to turn around so he could see how big her breasts were. But she was too busy chatting with a group of girls to turn around so he could get a glimpse. He was about to get up and go over to talk with her, when a familiar face walked up to him.
“What’s up bro?” Jordan said, smiling.
“Jordan,” Tom said, smiling as he got up. He gave Jordan a bro hug before sitting back down on the arm of the chair. “What have you been up to, man?”
“You should know stalker,” Jordan said. “You found out where I live after all.”
He chuckled. “That’s because I ran into Danny when I was out.” Tom said. “So what’s going on with you? Still banging that chick you told me about?”
“Yeah,” Jordan said and he smirked. “About her.”
“Don’t tell me she traded you up.” Tom said. “Because that would be a smart thing to do.” They laugh.
“No man,” Jordan said, shaking his head. “I actually bought us a house.”
“Wait,” Tom said, looking surprised. “Us? As in, you and her?”
He smiled. “Yeah,” Jordan said, nodding his head. “A little bit after you stop going to the gym, me and her got serious. I asked her to marry me and she moved in with me in that studio apartment I used to have. We just moved out of there a couple weeks or so ago.”
“Back up,” Tom said. “You asked her to marry you?” Jordan smiled as he nodded his head. He looked at Jordan with a serious face. “Is she pregnant? She’s pregnant isn’t she?”
He chuckled. “Nah man,” Jordan said. “But she will be after we get married next year.”
“What?” Tom said and he chuckled. “Jordan Weaver is getting married and plans to have some kids.”
“Yeah,” Jordan said, smiling. “Crazy huh?” He took a drink of his beer.
“Fucking nuts,” Tom said. “I remember you always checking out chicks in the gym.”
“Yeah I was,” Jordan said. “But I always have been loyal to her even when we were just fucking. Now don’t get me wrong, I still,” He smiled as he checked out a girl that was passing them by. “Look.” He looked back at Tom. “But I only window shop. I already have the girl of my dreams laying in my arms every night.”
He chuckled. “Yeah right man,” Tom said and he shook his head. “If you were seriously in love with this chick you wouldn’t check out other girls.”
“I am seriously in love with her.” Jordan said and he smiled. “That’s why I asked her to marry me and got us a place, and plan to have a family with her.”
He chuckled. “Whatever man,” Tom said, he took a drink.
“What about you bro?” Jordan said. “How’s your knee doing? I heard you fucked it up pretty bad.”
“It’s good,” Tom said, nodding his head. “It fucks with me now and again, but other than that, it’s been good. I’m actually going to be working on a new film in a couple of months called Fuze with a director I worked with previously. I just got to dye my hair back to brown and cut it short.”
“Sweet,” Jordan said, smiling. “What’s the movie about?”
“It involves the British EOD team and a heist.” Tom said. “I’m playing this guy named Major Will Tranter that’s one of the leads in the film. I would give you more details but, you know how it is.”
“No worries bro, I get ya,” Jordan said. “Glad you're going to be on the big screen again.” He smiled.
“Same here,” Tom said, smiling.
“So where’s that model chick you were banging?” Jordan said.
He chuckled. “I kicked her to the curb like a long time ago,” Tom said. “I’ve been with like hmm shit,” he chuckled. “Five girls since then.” Jordan chuckled. “You know me man,” he smiled. “I don’t stick with one girl too long. I’m Tom fucking Ryder after all.” They laughed. “So where’s your girl that you claim you are in love with? At home so you can check out all these chicks and get shit face?”
“I don’t claim, I am.” Jordan said, smiling. “And she’s here actually, like literally. She texted me saying she was back here bullshitting with some girls.” He looked around the room. “Oh,” a big smile formed on his face. “There she is,” he motioned to the pool table. “That’s my girl right there.” Tom looked over. “She’s the one in the plaid shirt.”
His eyes widened. “Are you fucking serious?” Tom said.
“Yep,” Jordan said and he smirked. “She has a great ass doesn’t she?”
“Goddamn,” Tom said, grinning as he nodded his head, pretending he wasn’t already checking her out. “Fuck yeah she does. I can see why you said you love fucking her doggy style.” They chuckled. “I won’t lie man, I always thought that you were bullshitting when you talked about her body. The girl sounded too good to be true.”
He chuckled. “Wait till you see her tits, they’re fucking huge.” Jordan said. “Hey baby!” Melinda turned around and Tom’s heart immediately started pounding in his chest like it was about to burst out of it when he saw her face. “Come here and meet Ryder.” Tom found himself getting nervous as he watched her sway her hips as she made her way over to them. “She’s hot huh?”
“With how beautiful she is I wouldn’t be fucking window shopping.” Tom mumbled.
“What?” Jordan said, looking back at him.
He looked over at Jordan and smiled. “I said yeah man,” Tom said. “She’s pretty fucking hot. I see why you picked her.” He smiled.
“Thanks bro,” Jordan said. They turned their attention back to Melinda as she got to them. “Baby, this is Tom Ryder,” he put his arm around her waist. “Ryder, this is my fiance,’ he smiled big. “Melinda Mercer.”
“Hey,” Melinda said, smiling as she offered her hand to him. “It’s nice to meet you Mr Ryder.”
“Yeah,” Tom said, smiling as he took her hand and shook. “Nice to meet you too.” He let her hand go. “So this guy here,” he motioned his head to Jordan. “Tells me you two are living together and getting married, and having a family. You know, all that good shit. Is it true or he just fucking with me?”
She giggled, making Tom’s smile get bigger. “It’s true.” Melinda said. “We’ll be getting married on our anniversary next year.”
“You know what man? You should come.” Jordan said. He smiled. “It’s just a small wedding, but it would be great to have you there and all that.”
“If I’m not filming, sure,” Tom said, smiling. “I’m down.”
“Cool,” Jordan said.
“You know what,” Tom said, crossing his arms. “Something is wrong with this picture?”
“Like what?” Jordan said.
“Besides that you have a girl too gorgeous for you?” Tom said, they laughed a bit. “Your girl doesn’t have a drink in your hands. Man, what kind of fiance are you that you get your ass a fucking beer but not your future wife?”
“Oh fine,” Melinda said. “I’m not drinking tonight, sober drive.”
“Now don’t give me that shit,” Tom said. “I can get you guys an uber. Better yet,” he smiled. “You guys can just crash in one of my rooms. It’s not like I don’t have any to spare.”
“You sure man?” Jordan said.
“Come on bro,” Tom said, lightly backhanding Jordan’s arm. “Of course I’m sure. We go way back.”
“Well I’m down for staying over,” Jordan said and he turned to Melinda. “What about you baby? Are you comfortable crashing here?”
She shrugged her shoulders. “Sure,” Melinda said. “It’s not like I got work or school tomorrow.”
He clapped his hands together. “Then it’s settled, you guys are crashing here tonight. Now,” Tom said and he smiled. “What kind of drink do you want?”
“Hmmm,” Melinda said as she thought about it. “What’s the strongest drink you got?”
He grinned. “Absinthe.” Tom said.
She smiled. “I’ll take a couple of those then.” Melinda said.
“Baby you know I don’t tell you what you can or can’t drink but Absinthe,” Jordan said, giving her a concerned look. “It’s some strong fucking shit baby.’
“Just because I have a pussy doesn’t make me one.” Melinda said
He started laughing. “Oh my god.” Tom said and he smiled. “Oh I love this chick.” He waved Jordan off. “Go on man, you heard your girl. Bring her two shots of absinthe.”
He took a deep breath. “Alright then baby.” Jordan said and he headed back to the main room.
“Now that he’s gone,” Tom said, he smiled. “I can interrogate you since you're about to marry my boy.”
She giggled. “Alright Mr Ryder,” Melinda said.
“Please,” Tom said. “Call me Tom.”
“Alright, Tom.” Melinda said. “What’s your first question for me?”
“Why fucking Jordan?” Tom said and they both laughed a bit. “Like seriously, he’s a cool dude and all that, but what made you say, yeah this guy is the one.”
“My brothers,” Melinda said, he gave her a questionable look. “I got four of them, all older and all tough guys. Bobby’s been in and out of jail for assault, Angel is ex marines, Jeremiah is alright and Jack is a punk rocker both will throw down. And they are all very overprotective of me, so they’re always literally chasing guys I’m with or even interested in off. They even beat up a few. But Jordan,” she smiled. “He wasn’t like the other guys that just stayed gone. He always came back. I figured if he was willing to do that for me, he had to be the one.”
“Is that right?” Tom said and she nodded his head. “No mushy girly feelings you get when you are around him?”
She giggled, making Tom smile. “Well yeah,” Melinda said. “But I was telling myself it was nothing since me and Jordan, which I’m sure you know we started off as friends with benefits.”
“Right,” Tom said, nodding his head.
“When I met Jordan I had just gotten out of a two year relationship that ended because I decided to introduce to my brothers because he was talking about marriage and kids. But my brothers,” Melinda said and she sighed. “They scared him off and I never heard from him again. Jordan was just supposed to be a fun experience since I never did friends with benefits before and to help me move on. But we had a pregnancy scare so,”
“Wait,” Tom said. “He didn’t tell me about that.”
“Well it was some time after your injury,’ Melinda and Tom nodded his heads. “Turns out, I wasn’t and I told Jordan that we should stop the whole friends with benefits thing even though I got on better birth control after that. But he ended up sneaking into my house to talk to me.” She smiled. “He asked me to marry him and move in with him. I thought since he was willing to basically get murder by coming into my room at 3 in the morning, he was the one for me. So I told him yes and then my brothers bursted into my room and he jumped out my window.” They laughed a bit. “But he came back the next day to pick me up and move me in, and the rest is history as they say.”
“You didn’t care that you moved into that shitty studio apartment of his?” Tom said.
“No,” Melinda said, smiling as she shook her head.
He grinned. “Is it because he bought you a big fancy home?” Tom said.
She giggled as she shook her head. “To be honest Tom,” Melinda said. “He didn’t even tell me he was buying a house for us.”
“Really?” Tom said, looking surprised.
“Yeah,” Melinda said, nodding her head. “We only ever talked about getting a two bedroom apartment if I ever got pregnant. I had no idea about the house until he showed me the paperwork that he bought the place.”
“Whoa,” Tom said. He smiled. “Jordan must really love you too if he’s willing to do all that.” She smiled as she nodded her head. “Even though,” his face got serious. “He still checks out other girls," he took a drink.
“Every guy I’ve been with also checked out other chicks.” Melinda said.
“Doesn’t bug you?” Tom said, shrugged her shoulders. “I bet your brothers don’t know about him checking out girls do they.” She shook her head. “You know,” he smiled. “If you were my girl, I'd be keeping my eyes on you and only you darlin.” He winked at her.
“That’s nice,” Melinda said. “Do you want a cookie?” He chuckled. “And it’s Melinda, not darlin.”
He chuckled again. “I’m sorry Melinda,” Tom said, putting his hand over his heart. “Really I am. I was just trying to make you feel better, that’s all.” He put his hand down. “In all honesty, you are a beautiful woman Melinda and Jordan needs to get his head out of his fucking ass, and see that. Because from what I heard from him and how you carry yourself, you're a great person and he shouldn’t be disrespecting you like that. But you can bet if I fucking catch him staring at chicks tonight, I’ll put him in his place myself for ya.”
“Thanks Tom but you don’t have to.” Melinda said.
“He needs a wake up call,” Tom said. “He needs to know how lucky he is that you don’t just say fuck it and go home with any of the dudes here tonight. Hell,” he grinned. “You can just stay here with me.” He winked and she rolled her eyes, and he chuckled. “I’m joking about the last part.”
“Yeah, I bet.” Melinda said.
He chuckled again. “I am.” Tom said. “I’m just trying to make you laugh.”
“Then try a knock knock joke.” Melinda said and he chuckled. “I’m sorry for my bitchingness it’s just when it comes to men flirting with me when I’m taken, I get aggressive.”
“No it’s cool,” Tom said, smiling. “It shows how much you respect him and your relationship with him. I just hope he starts doing the same with you. Be ashamed if you two break up because he wants to take you for granted like that. In case you guys break up, can I get your number in advance?” She scoffed as she turned and started walking off. “Wait,” he reached out, taking a hold of her wrist and that was a big mistake.
AU inspired by “Another Man’s Wife” I just saw on Peacock.
Summary: Melinda Mercer and Jordan Weaver recently got engaged and bought their first home together, and couldn’t be happier. One day the couple gets invited to an exclusive party hosted by none other than Tom Ryder, a famous actor who Jordan used to bullshit around with at the gym. They go to the party and all seems well when Tom and Jordan start catching up. But once Tom sees Melinda, things take an expected turn when Tom offers a way out in the form of 4 million dollars if Melinda spends the holiday weekend with him. Melinda refuses and the couple leave in the middle of the party. But soon the couple is facing financial trouble and Melinda finds a few skeletons in Jordan’s closet she never saw coming. Now she’s at Tom’s place and he is thinking he hit the jackpot. But he’s finding out the hard way, Melinda isn’t like any other girl he’s met before and she turns his world completely upside down.
Warning: Cussing. Smut
The Deal Part 1
“Babe?” Melinda called out from the kitchen.
“Yeah?” Jordan said as he walked into the kitchen.
“Can you see if the mail is here yet please?” Melinda said as she put away the dishes. “I’m still waiting on that package.”
“Sure baby,” Jordan said. He gave her a quick kiss and headed to the front door. He opened it and saw a package on the doormate. “Sweet.” He picked up the package and he noticed a large black envelope that was under it. He picked up and checked both sides, no type of writing on it. “That’s fucking weird.” He stepped inside and closed the door behind him. “Hey baby,” he headed to the kitchen. “Was there an envelope that’s supposed to come with the package?”
“Not that I know of,” Melinda said and she turned to him. “Why?”
“Because this was under the package.” Jordan said, showing her the black envelope.
“Does it say who it’s from?” Melinda said.
“Doesn’t say anything,” Jordan said and he showed her the other side.
She looked confused. “That’s weird,” Melinda said.
“That’s what I said,” Jordan said as he put the package on the counter. “So do you think it came with the package?”
“No,” Melinda said, shaking her head. “Normally when someone I order from has a letter or anything like that, it’s inside the package.”
“Uh,” Jordan said. “I wonder who sent it then.”
“Just open it,” Melinda said. “It could be from the neighbors.”
“True,” Jordan said. “We already had that old couple inviting us over for dinner. And the other young couple wanted us over for game night.” He opened it up and pulled out the card that was inside, and he read the cover of it. “You're invited.” He showed it to her.
“Maybe the neighbors are throwing a party this weekend or something.” Melinda said.
“Let’s find out.” Jordan said. He opened it up and his eyes widened. “Oh shit.” He smiled and looked up at her. “Baby, it’s from Tom Ryder.”
“Tom Ryder?” Melinda said. “As in The Tom Ryder? The actor that was going to the gym you're working at?”
“Yeah,” Jordan said, smiling as he nodded his head. “I haven’t seen that fool in almost a year since he got injured filming Kick-Ass 3.”
“Oh yeah.” Melinda said. “You said he busted the hell out of knee when he missed his mark and hit that metal pipe.”
“Mm-hmm.” Jordan said as he nodded his head.
“What is he inviting us to?” Melinda said. “And how does he know where we live?”
“He must have gone to the gym and asked Danny or someone.” Jordan said and he went back to reading the card. “Wow,” he smiled. “He’s throwing an exclusive party this Saturday and he wants us to come.”
“Are you serious?” Melinda said she went over to him and looked at the card.
“See?” Jordan said and he pointed. “Right there.”
“Oh shit,” Melinda said. “He is inviting us to an exclusive party. I wonder why.”
“I told you we were pretty cool when he went to the gym.” Jordan said. “I would always talk to him about you and he would talk to me about that model chick he was going out with. And we hung out a few times at his place with Danny and some of the others, remember?” She nodded her head. “He must be finally all healed up and wants to celebrate.”
“Does it say we got to dress up or anything?” Melinda said.
“Nah Ryder never puts on a suit or anything like that when we hung out,” Jordan said, shaking his head. “I think doing business casual should work. Not too fancy and not too I just rolled out of bed.”
She smiled at him. “So no muscle tank tops to show off your muscles." Melinda said
“Haha,” Jordan said. “I think you forget I still got these muscles right here,” he refluxed and his forearm muscles popped up causing his veins to be more defined. “What did I overhear you tell your bestie about my veins when I was walking by you when we first met at the gym?” She smiled as she blushed. “That’s right,” he grinned. “That man has veins for days and you know he has veins downstairs too.” She giggled and he stopped flexing. “And you did that very cute and sexy giggle of yours that I love so fucking much.” He put his hands on her hips and slowly swayed her. “Then I turned back around and I said, oh baby you have no idea. I got veins for days there too.” She giggled as she blushed again. “And I started walking over to you and your bestie dipped so we could talk.” She put her arms around his neck. “I asked you, do you want to find out little mama? And you said,”
‘Sure thing daddy,” Melinda said, grinning. “Name the place and time.”
“Mm-hmm,” Jordan said, nodding his head as he licked his lips. “You came over to my studio apartment later that night. You were in a very sexy short black lace dress that hugged this gorgeous," he ran his hands up and down her sides. “Hourglass figured of yours. And these amazing huge tits,” he grabbed her breast giving them a squeeze and she let out a slight moan. “And this nice big round ass.” He slapped her ass, making her moan as he took a firm grip of it. “I unzipped your dress nice and slow while I,” he started kissing her neck. “Kissed your neck. Your dress just came right off of you and onto the floor. Then I took off your bra and kissed my way down to your tits.” He started kissing down to her breast. “Then I sucked on your nipples.” He pulled down her tank top, exposing her naked breast and he started sucking one of her nipples, making her moan. Then he went to the other one, sucking on it for a bit. “Afterwards I kissed down your stomach.” He started kissing down her stomach as he kneeled down. “Then I took off your lace panties with my teeth.” He grabbed the string of her pj shorts with his teeth and he pulled, causing the knot to be undone and the shorts to fall down to the floor, leaving her in just her tank top. He looked up at her as she looked down at him. “And once I took them off,” he kissed her pussy, making her moan. “I started eating this beautiful pussy of yours out.” He grabbed her leg and started raising it up.
“Jordan,” Melinda said, stopping him. “We can't right here.”
“Why not baby?” Jordan said. “Couples are supposed to have sex in all rooms of the house when they move in,” he grinned. “It’s an unspoken rule after all.”
“Yes and I’m all for it but,” Melinda said, smiling. “But we don’t have curtains up here and we have neighbors that go on walks all the time around here, remember?”
“Fuck your right,” Jordan said and he grunted in frustation. “And I was going to put the rest of the curtains up today.” He wrapped his arms around her thighs and he lifted her up and over his shoulder as he stood up. “I guess the bedroom it is then.” He slapped her ass, making her giggle as he carried her to the bedroom. Once there he tossed her onto the bed, she removed her tank top. “So baby,” he grinned as he got onto the bed. “Can I record myself eating you out?”
She blushed. “Ever since we moved in here a couple of weeks ago all you have been doing is recording us every time we are doing something.” Melinda said. “Why?”
“Because we’re always busy in the morning because of work and you're going to school at night now, so we hardly see each other.” Jordan said and he leaned over her. “And I get lonely when you're not here baby. Then when we are here, we are still trying to unpack and set the house up. Also when you graduate and become a nurse you're going to work more hours, and I’m going to get even more lonely so I need these videos to keep me company. Plus,” he grinned as he kissed. “You're very,” he kissed her again. “Very,” he kissed her again. “Sexy.”
“Yeah, I bet.” Melinda said, smiling.
“So can I?” Jordan said, smiling. She gave him a look. “Pleaseeeee.” She giggled as she nodded her head. “Yes.”
“Remember though,” Melinda said, giving him a serious look. “My face can’t be in the videos just in case someone gets a hold of your phone. I don’t need to end up on naughty site and a future patient to tell me they’ve seen me on there.”
“Don’t worry baby,” Jordan said and he gave her a kiss. “Our videos will never end up on naughty site, I promise.” He kissed her again before he sat up. “Now prop up your legs and spread them nice and wide for daddy.” He got his phone off the nightstand as she did what he asked. He pulled up the camera on his phone and pointed it down at her pussy, and started recording. “I just love how smooth and nice your pussy is baby,” he ran two fingers from her pelvis down between her legs. “Fuck,” he slide two fingers between her wet folds and moved them up and down. “Your already wet baby.” He slid his fingers inside of her, making her moan. “Oh yeah,” he pulled his fingers out so he could get a shot of how wet she was. “Your fucking soak wet for daddy,” he slide his fingers back into her, making her moan again. “Aren’t you baby?”
“Yes,” Melinda whispered. He started moving his fingers, making her moan more. “Yes.”
He kept moving his fingers. “Want daddy to taste you baby?” Jordan said. She moaned yes. “Tell daddy you want him to taste it,” he pushed his fingers deep, rubbing up against her G-Spot and making her moan. “Otherwise daddy won’t do it.”
“Please daddy,” Melinda said and she moaned as he moved his fingers more. “Taste my pussy,” He pushed deep and rubbed up against her G-spot again. “I need you to taste my pussy daddy.”
“That’s daddy’s good girl.” Jordan said. He removed his fingers and he leaned his head down. He made sure the camera was close as he started licking her. He moved his tongue up and down her wet folds before flicking her clit with his tongue, making her shiver. “Fuck baby you taste so fucking good. Daddy can’t get enough.”
Jordan moved his mouth against her pussy as his tongue went inside of her. She let out soft moans as he moved his mouth and tongue slowly to tease her. Melinda started grabbing the sheets as he picked up the pace. She moaned as his tongue made its way to her clit and two fingers went back inside of her. He started moving his fingers in and out of her as his tongue flicked against her clit. Melinda moaned louder as her body started to tense up. He gave her clit one final flick before he sat up and started moving his fingers faster, causing her walls to tighten up.
“Is daddy’s baby getting close?” Jordan said and she moaned yes. “You want to cum baby? Want to cum for daddy nice and hard?” She moaned yes daddy over and over again. He started moving his fingers faster causing her walls to start to tighten up. She started moaning louder as her legs started to shake. “That’s it baby cum for daddy. Cum for daddy.”
“Oh fuck!” Melinda said and her walls and clit started to pulsate. “I’m cumming daddy. I’m cumming.” She started moaning and panting as she started cumming. “I’m cumming.”
'You're such a good girl for daddy, Now baby,’ Jordan said, grinning as he started going faster. “I want you to make a mess for daddy,” He started hitting her G-Spot more, causing her to hit another climax. “Come on baby, you can do it. Make a mess for daddy.” She cried out fuck daddy as she arched her back when she hit her ultimate release. He removed his fingers and started rubbing her clit, making her squirt more as her legs and body shaked. “Oh yeah, there you go baby, that’s daddy’s good girl.”
Jordan kept going until she begged him to stop. He chuckled as he moved his hand away allowing her to start calming down. He got a close up of her pussy, spreading folds apart to show she was still twitching from cumming so hard. Then he recorded the mess she made before he stopped the video. Jordan got off the bed and sat his phone on the night stand, and started removing all his clothes. He grabbed his phone again and got back onto the bed. He rolled Melinda onto her stomach and raised her hips up, getting her on all fours. He scooted in closer as he started recording again.
He started rubbing his hand up and down her pussy, getting his hand wet and making her moan. Jordan showed the camera she was still soaking wet before he took a hold of his big, thick, hard cock. He started jerking himself off, moaning as he got her wetness all over him. Then he let himself go and took a hold of her hip as he lined his cock with her pussy. He moved the camera closer as he started moving his hips forward and sliding his cock inside of her. Melinda started moaning as Jordan made his way deep inside of her.
“Fuck baby,” Jordan said and he let out a groan. “Your pussy feels so fucking good. It’s always so nice and fucking tight.” He started moving out slowly at first, savoring the moment. He kept up the slow and steady pace, making them both moan as he kept recording himself moving in and out of her. Then Melinda started moving her hips, going faster and harder, making him groan. “I fucking love it when you make this ass of yours bounce on daddy’s dick.” He slapped her ass a couple of times. “Come on baby, make daddy fill up this pussy.” She started going faster and harder as he kept slapping her ass. “That’s it baby.” He groaned louder as he felt her walls tightening around him. “Oh fuck your pussy is going to make daddy cum baby.” Her legs started to shake as his body started tensing. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Daddy’s going to cum baby. Daddy’s going to cum.” He grabbed her hip and pushed in deep, cumming deep inside of her as she came on him. “Oh fuck baby.” He groaned. “You made daddy cum so hard.” They were both panting as he slowly pulled out of her. “Hmm fuck,” he smiled as he moved the camera under her a bit to show her pussy better. He chuckled as he slapped her ass again. “Your pussy looks so fucking beautiful filled with my cum right now baby.”
He slapped her ass one more time before stopping the recording. Melinda’s building collapsed onto the bed, making him chuckle again. Jordan got off the bed and sat his phone back on the nightstand. He went over to the bathroom and washed up a bit, before coming back with a wash cloth for her. He cleaned Melinda up and went back to the bathroom for a bit. He came back out again and got back on the bed, and he laid down next to her. Jordan gently played with her hair as he moved it out of her face. He looked at her and smiled, seeing she was still panting lightly.
“I love you baby,” Jordan said.
She smiled. “I love you too babe,” Melinda said.
He scooted closer to her. “I can’t wait till we get married, you know why?” Jordan said, she shook her head. “Besides that I get to call you my wifey,” she giggled, making him smile. “I really can’t wait to call you the mother of my children.” She blushed. “Did you make that appointment to get your birth control removed?”
“I did,” Melinda said as she rolled over to her side. “I got it scheduled a couple weeks before the wedding.”
He smiled. “Good,” Jordan said. He moved his hand down to her stomach, brushing his knuckles across from it as he let out a soft sigh. “I can’t wait to have a little me and you running around here.”
“In a year we will,” Melinda said.
“Yeah,” Jordan said as he looked down at her stomach. “Hopefully everything works out by then.”
“What do you mean?” Melinda said.
“You know,” Jordan said as he looked back up at her. “Getting the house situated and getting everything together for the wedding. Making sure we have enough saved before we start trying to have a baby. Stuff like that.” She nodded her head. “You know no matter what, I’ll do everything in my power to look out for you and take care of you right?”
“I do,” Melinda said and she placed her hand on his cheek. “You okay babe?”
“Yeah baby,” Jordan said. “Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know.” Melinda said. “You seem like something is on your mind. Like something has been stressing you out or troubling you.”
He smiled. “I’m cool baby,” Jordan said. “Always am. Come here,” he pulled her up against his body and they wrapped themselves around each other. He kissed the top of her as she laid her head against his chest. “I love you baby. I love you so so so much.”
“I love you too,” Melinda said. She let out a soft sigh and closed her eyes. “Goodnight babe.”
He kissed the top of her head again. “Goodnight baby,” Jordan said, closing his eyes. “Sweet dreams.”
Right now my blog is getting flagged like crazy. It was just The Trade Part 4 at first. Then it was The Trade Part 3. I took the original post down and edited them, then reposted. Yet again, they got flagged. I was able to get The Trade Part 3 appealed but not The Trade Part 4. Now The Trade Part 2 is flagged and I lost the appeal. I don't know why. The Trade Parts 2 and 3 got flagged because I had those ups for weeks now, maybe over a month or two.
I feel like my blog is getting reported because why now all of a sudden I'm getting several post flagged?? And what makes matters worse is I had a few new people follow me that as nothing put adult content! I'm talking about links to adult sites, videos, gifs, and pics up on their blog that show everythingggggg. But my post that mentions slight Smut or smut scenes is reported when it's just writing!!!!! And one of the posts that got flagged doesn't even have smut in it!!! Actually both of them didn't!!!! And now I just got a notify The Trade Part 3 is now flagged again!!!!!
I am feeling very, very discourage and I want to just say fuck writing right now because I'm getting flagged when other blogs with major adult graphic content is allowed to stay up. Right now, i'm taking a break. But if this keeps happening, I may just quit writing. I'm sorry guys, but writing is my escape from things I have going on with me and if I can't do that, why bother????
Adding this note because now my wholeeeeeeee fucking The Trade series has been flagged!!!!!
my music is like a mismash of a scrapbook that is falling apart and madr of things that are barely songs. I tried to include more "normal" songs but a few I could have put on here are like random mashups that no one cares about lol.
Nisemono - Ginger Root
NFWMB - Hozier
Hopes and Dreams - Toby Fox
Whisper on the Breeze - TWRP
Flying Battery Zone (Sonic Mania) (specifically the reimagined remix) - Tee Lopes
Tagging, but only if you feel like it for fun <3 - @ashleyasha @cerysing @starathsbunker
I seriously need to redo my master lists for my Lewis Pullman and Aaron Taylor-Johnson section. Because I made a mini series/one shot master list for both actors that's supposed to be just of them. But more than half the time, I have their characters square off against each other. Example:
Jordan Weaver VS Major Will Tranter
Cameron Cassmore VS Kraven
Rocco VS Ben
Major Will Tranter VS Thomas Keefer
Tom Ryder VS Jordan Weaver
Ray Marcus VS Owen Taylor
Rhett Abbott VS Ray Marcus
My master list are everyyyyyyy where. Now I'm thinking I need a section that's a miniseries/one shot called "Lewis Pullman VS Aaron Taylor-Johnson" lol.
For now here are the master lists I got:
Lewis Pullman One-Shot & Mini Series Master List
Aaron Taylor-Johnson One-Shot & Mini Series Master List
Lewis Pullman & Aaron Taylor-Johnson Master List
If you find anything you like and want to be tag, leave a comment.
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