13. Lachlan
Ellie is breaking my fucking heart. Leaving her has never been easy, but I’ve always had to keep my feelings in check. Tonight though, after that kiss, I didn’t want to take her home and I damn sure didn’t like the feeling in my chest when she got out of my truck and walked through her front door. As I pull away, the ache is deeper, tighter, more painful than it’s ever been before. It could be because Jaxon is gone and in the back of my mind I feel like I finally have a chance with her. I feel like shit for saying that, but I’ve wanted this woman since I was a fucking kid. But my instinct tells me that there’s something wrong. I’ve never been one to ignore my intuition. Remi, my buddy on base, owes me a few favors, so I need to hit him up for some help. Jaxon was clearly worried about Ben for a reason. And I need to get to the bottom of it before it drives me crazy. I haven’t been able to forget about him telling me to protect her and keep her safe. I’d do it anyway, but there’s got to be a bigger reason for him saying that, something that I’m clearly missing.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to have her, to protect her, to love her. I can give her the kind of love that she’s never had before. If I’m being honest, I can see my unborn children in those blue cotton candy spun eyes. I know that’s cliche as fuck, and I’ve never been a cliche kind of man. But all my thoughts go out the window where Ellie is concerned. There’s this deep yearning inside of my soul. I need her to want me, to love me, to desire me the way I do her. I’ll take care of her until my dying day if she’d let me.
Ellie is a stubborn woman. She doesn’t give in easily. But when she loves, she does it with her whole fucking heart. She’s the kind of person that would give you the shirt off their back if you needed it. Too many times over the years, I’ve seen Jax use and abuse the love and trust that she so freely gave him. He’s such a motherfucking piece of shit. I hate to talk bad about the dead, but he was a shit husband. Hell, he wasn’t even a wonderful dad. He never spent quality time with Blakely. He was too busy playing video games in his dumbass ‘man cave’ or off fucking other women, to be a real husband and dad. What kind of man spends all day playing games when he’s off work? I’d be a better father to Blakely than he ever was. And honestly, if I have my way, that’s exactly what I intend to do. They’re going to be mine. Jaxon be damned.
I can’t give up, won’t give up on taking what I want. The need to make this woman mine has me feeling like a feral animal. When she pulled me into her and kissed me, fucking kissed me, it make my cock hard as a rock. I could instantly feel pre-cum leaking from the tip. When she walked away, I had to secretly squeeze my dick to alleviate some of the ache. My hands wanted to roam her body so badly, and one day, they will. I’ll make sure of it. My tongue wanted to stroke hers just a little deeper, a little longer, but I didn’t want to freak her out. She was taking the lead. I’ll always let her take the lead. But once she gives me full control, all bets will be off. You can bet your ass that I will treat that sexy little body how it deserves to be treated, just like the queen she is. That pretty little pink pussy is going to come so fucking hard once I get my tongue on it. Her pleasure will come first, always.
Doesn’t she know how I feel? Can’t she see it? I know she’s not blind. She must have been suspicious over the years. It wouldn’t surprise me if Jaxon even knew that I had feelings for her. All the times she needed someone, I was there for her. She hardly called him when she needed help with anything. Hell, she called me to get her a pregnancy test when she thought she was pregnant with Blakely. Most women would call their husbands first. But she isn’t just any woman. She’s so damn special. Ellie is one of the smartest women I know. Well, aside from Jaxon. That douchebag just pulled the wool over her eyes. But I’ll make her see sense soon enough.
My phone ringing pulls me out of my thoughts. Remi’s calling. I guess his ears were burning.
Pressing the answer button on the steering wheel, Remi’s voice comes through the speakers. He doesn’t even give me a moment to say hello before he’s saying, “LACHLAN…Hey man! Are you busy?” He’s a fool, but I love his crazy ass.
“Nah man, I’m not busy. What’s up?” From the background noise, it sounds like he’s out at the bar.
“I’ve been out at the tiki bar for a few hours now. I just saw the craziest shit, and I figured I should let you know.” Him and his crazy stories. He’s always calling me to tell me something ridiculous.
“Oh yeah, what’s that, Rem?” I can’t wait to hear this one. Last week, it was about two dudes and a chick getting it on in the bathroom. I’m all for a good why-choose scenario as long as it doesn’t include me and my girl. I’ve read a few of those romance books that all the ladies are reading. There’s one that I just read about on social media called “Relentless Queen by Genevieve Ami Moon” that I will be picking up. I’ve heard some good shit about it. I wonder if my girl is into dark romance. We could have a lot of fun with that. Turning her ass a pretty shade of pink is sure to make my dick hard.
“So I just saw Ben and Christina at the bar.” Wait, what? That gets my attention real quick.
“What were they doing at the bar?” He wouldn’t be calling me with some bullshit about them, so this has got to be serious.
“Besides the fact that they were all over each other, I’m talking about tongue fucking dude. They were drunk as fuck, man. I thought Christina was supposed to be pregnant. I certainly didn’t see a pregnant belly. If she was pregnant then she’d be showing. She’s been going all over town telling anyone who will listen that she’s pregnant with Jaxon’s baby but I’m not sure that’s the case.” What in the ever loving fuck is going on here? She looked to be about seven or eight months pregnant at the funeral.
“Are you still at the bar?” Please still be at the bar.
“I’m still here. Your guy was trying to get his dick wet tonight, but I figured this information was more valuable at the moment.” Hell yes it is.
“Do you think you can follow them or just keep an eye on them? Maybe take a few pictures if you can. Those might come in handy for Illiana later. She’s having a really tough time right now.” Maybe this information will help her out just a bit. Maybe ease some of the hurt.
“I’ll do you one better. How would you feel if I put a tracker on them? I know what that asshole Ben drives, so I’ll go put a tracker on his car. If I can get close enough to the bitch, then I’ll stick one in her purse, too.” He’s a genius, but I’ll never tell him that.
“Thanks man. I really appreciate the call. Keep me posted. Let’s meet in a few days. I don’t know if I told you this with everything that happened, but I’m getting out of the Army. They gave me an out so I’m taking it. I’ll be on base in the next few days to fill out some paperwork with the Chief. When I find out the exact date and time, I’ll let you know.”
“Yeah, Chief told me you decided to take them up on their offer and get out. It’s understandable that you feel that way. I’ve been thinking about getting out myself. I’ve been considering taking a job doing government contracting work that pays a lot more. Just keep me posted and I’ll meet up with you.”
“Sounds like a plan. Talk to you later, man.” We both disconnect at the same time. No good-byes are ever needed. Even though we’re assholes, we feel like that shit is bad luck.
Talking to Remi had me so damn distracted I wasn’t even paying attention to the damn road. By the time I realize it, I’m pulling up to my condo. Feels like I was moving on auto-pilot. That’s definitely not safe.
Pulling my truck into my spot, I swear I see someone sitting in a black unmarked car a few spots over. That’s fucking weird. No one ever parks there either. Getting out of the truck, I start walking in the direction of the car when suddenly the lights turn on, practically blinding me. The next thing I know, they’re peeling away. I don’t even have time to check the model or see who was driving. What the hell is going on? Could this night get any weirder? Maybe they were visiting someone in the building. Either way, I’ll keep an eye on the situation.
Heading into the condo, I head straight for my room. I’ve got one thing on my mind now and it sure as shit ain’t the car from outside. It’s time for a little self care. My cock is already straining against the zipper of my jeans. Taking my shirt and pants off, I toss them into my hamper. Moving over to my nightstand, I take out a bottle of lube. I want to be nice and wet for what comes next. Tossing the bottle on the bed, I pull my black boxers off next. My cock is so hard and thick, standing to attention, practically touching my belly button. My abs ripple and tense as I give my dick a tight languid stroke. He’s fucking ready.
Pulling my covers back so I don’t make a mess, I hop into bed and then grab the bottle of lube. After pouring a generous amount in my hand, and setting the bottle on top of my nightstand, I get to work, stroking myself. After the night I’ve had, there’s no way I’m going to last very long. Little Ellie got me so worked up earlier. So worked up that thoughts of her already have pre-cum beading on the tip. Imagining her soft hands stroking me from root to tip has a deep groan leaving my throat.
Visions of blonde hair and bright blue eyes, eyes full of tears and pink cheeks with mascara streaks trailing down them, fill my senses.
“Do you want me to suck this big fat cock, daddy?”Oh, fuck…That voice does me in.
“Daddy wants you to choke on this dick, baby doll. Suck it nice and good. Make it sloppy. You know I love it when you use your mouth.” Gripping my dick tighter, I increase my pace. “That’s it. Your hot, wet mouth feels so fucking good.” With my words, Ellie takes me even deeper, hollowing out her cheeks. She takes me all the way down her throat, swallowing.Oh shit! This feels so fucking good, too damn real.
Popping off my dick, she says, “Do you want to come in my mouth, daddy? I’ll make sure to swallow every drop for you.”
“I’m going to fill this pretty little mouth up, but the next time, it’ll be your tight cunt that I’m filling up.” Thrusting my cock even deeper, she gags and spit and tears fall from her pretty little face. Images of her belly round with my baby fill my mind. She’ll be so full of my come that it’ll take no time at all to get her pregnant. “Keep going. You’re doing such a good job for daddy.” I’m about to explode. Ellie increases her pace, as she reaches up to stroke my cock in time with her mouth. Using her other hand, she grabs my balls and gives them a tight squeeze. The next thing I know, hot ropes of come are filling her…covering my abs. What the fuck? Damn, that felt so fucking real. It’ll be real one of these days. It feels like her hands and mouth were really on me.
Taking a minute to catch my breath, I’m instantly consumed by guilt. Jaxon’s funeral was today and here I am jacking off to thoughts of his wife sucking my dick. What the hell is wrong with me? Hopping up off the bed and reaching into my hamper, I grab the shirt that I had on earlier to wipe my stomach off. Once I’m cleaned, I walk back over to my bed and climb in. Pulling the covers up over my body, my mind is consumed with Ellie. Thoughts of the future and the past, what could have been, what should have been. Ellie should have been mine all those years ago. I respected Jaxon for long enough. Maybe it’s time for me to truly stake a claim on the girl that’s always been mine. Peacefully, I fall asleep with thoughts of her filling my mind.