Chapter 9

Traci

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Wow that was intense, mind blowing and…there are no words. I could barely move from where he’d left me sprawled on the bed like a wilted flower. Meanwhile he was up and moving because he was running late for his meeting. He didn’t say anything more about my leaving, I guess he figured he’d taken what strength I had left and that was that.

I rolled myself out of bed and headed into the shower behind him naked as the day I was born. I was fast losing my shyness in his presence and after what we had just shared in that bed I was pretty sure there was nothing left that could embarrass me. I’d just had anal sex.

I spoke to soon, my face lit up like a stoplight as I slid the glass door to the six headed shower stall back and stepped in in front of him. My body felt achy and loose at once and I wondered if I was gonna be able to sit down for the rest of the night.

As I reached for the soap I felt hands roaming my body from behind and just that quickly my body trembled with need. “You feel so good.” His roughened hands felt like heaven as they moved across my stomach and down between my thighs where I was blissfully sore.

I spread for him with no shame, no hesitance, because I wanted the feel of his fingers. I couldn’t get enough, neither of us could. I moved against him letting my body rest against his chest as he drove his fingers into me. “Turn around.”

He turned me and leaned me back against the wall. “Spread your legs for me baby.” I opened my already shaky legs as he got to his knees before me. “Hold on.” Lifting my hands up high, I tried to reach the showerhead but fell short, so instead I spread my arms against the walls as I felt the first touch of his tongue.

My eyes closed in pleasure as he made love to me with his mouth, his big manly hands holding onto the flesh of my ass that was still sweetly tender from his attentions. I moved against him wantonly, those new sounds that I have heard so often of late echoing in the air as I gave myself over to his mastery.

I don’t know how long he was down there and lost count of how many times he’d made me soar over the clouds, I just knew that when he was done I was left with that boneless feeling again. “You’ve made me late again bad girl I gotta go.” He got to his feet kissed me breathless and stepped out of the shower heading for the sink to brush his teeth.

I cleaned myself up while watching him through the beveled glass as he dried his body off. “Don’t forget what I told you Red. Do not leave this house.” And we were back to square one.

“You’re being an ass Wyatt. Why don’t you go on about your business and stop making me crazy?” I stepped out of the shower and the fool took my chin in his hand and kissed me like his life was about to end before turning to leave the room.

I started to call him back to finish our little skirmish but decided at the last minute to choose my battles. By the time I came into the bedroom he was dressed and gone.

I watched from the window three stories up as he drove down the driveway and out of sight. I stood there for a few minutes taking in the stark beauty of the grounds outside, reveling again in the fact that this was now home. It was almost surreal how everything in my life had been turned so completely around.

I didn’t grow up poor, but we weren’t exactly rolling in it either. I had what I needed as a kid and never felt like I lacked for anything, but I won’t lie and say I don’t envy Wyatt and his siblings what they grew up with, and not just the estate either, but the whole deal.

It wasn’t mom’s fault that she’d gotten sick, but the reality is it had taken up a huge chunk of my childhood and had pretty much shaped the person I am now. Maybe that’s why I felt so comfortable with the idea of getting married and living here instead of going off on our own.

His wing, like his brother and sister’s was separate from each other and had its own entrance. We didn’t have to see anyone else ever if we didn’t want to, which I didn’t think would ever happen since they were all so welcoming. Like Wyatt, it seemed that his family makes up their minds pretty quickly when it comes to who they’ll accept or not.

There were no whispers, no secret looks when I wasn’t paying attention. Instead what I’ve found is total inclusion and genuine warmth. Now I was about to rock the boat in a big way.

I didn’t fool myself that there wouldn’t be any repercussions for what I was about to do, and maybe some secret part of me was doing it just to get a rise out of him, but whatever. We’ll see how the tough guy deals with disobedience. I knew I was really pushing it with the short skirt and flashy top I threw on, but tonight was a celebration and I was feeling fine.

I forgot all about his impending anger by the time I met up with the girls and shared the news I’d been bursting at the seams to tell them all day. There were squeals and hugs and well wishes from all and I was still a little shell shocked that not one of them told me I was moving too fast.

Maybe the world had changed while I wasn’t looking. My mom and dad had been super excited when I’d called them earlier. Well dad had been a little reserved at first but that was before Wyatt had gone into the bathroom and closed the door with the phone glued to his ear.

I don’t know, maybe it’s a guy thing, but all dad could talk about after that was the great UFC champ, seems he’s a fan, who knew? Anyway they were dying to come out once Wyatt had invited them and I was ashamed to admit that I had been dreading it until then.

I guess I’d been a little worried about their reaction but I didn’t need to be. When I’d asked mom about their lack of resistance her answer had stunned me and given me a much-needed boost as well. Her gracious answer to the question of why there was no questioning her only child’s haste into matrimony was that they trusted my judgment, that I had never let them down before so they didn’t expect me to start now.

Of course that could have something to do with Wyatt’s promise to see that I finished school and followed my dream to become a lawyer, though he likes to tease that he’d never met a lawyer that wasn’t pond- sucking scum, hah. But everything seemed to be smooth sailing on that front, one less worry.

“I am so happy for you. Of course I get to be maid of honor since I was the one who got you two together.” Cris was genuinely happy for me, as were the others, but she most of all was the one who had always worried about me in the relationship department.

“I tell you what girlfriend, when you decide to do something you don’t half step do you? You meet your first love interest, lose your virginity and get engaged all in the same week.” Melissa chimed in.

“That has got to be some kind of record, maybe we should see about getting it in the Guinness book of records.”

“Don’t you dare Cris.” I had to say that because that’s just the kind of crazy crap she’d pull.

“You lucked out there, I asked around and no one has anything but high praise for the whole family. Now usually I would scoff at something like that, I mean everyone has a skeleton or two in the family closet, but after meeting them myself I can see why they have that rep. Your mother in law is a hoot and if I didn’t like her I might give your father in law a go round or two.” That set off another round of laughter and we were off to the races with the sex jokes and innuendos.

“I don’t even have to ask, he looks like he can throw down in the bedroom.”

“Geez Cris.” My face went up in flames. She was too close to the mark, and considering what he had been doing to my body not an hour before I met up with them it was a bit much.

“Aww come on, I now find myself having to live vicariously through you which is a sad state of events because let’s face it girlfriend, for a minute there I thought you were trying for sainthood. We all discussed it and swore you planned on taking it to the grave with you. But look what you’ve gone and landed.”

“I hear he’s a champ as much outside of the ring as he is in if you know what I mean?”

“Where did you hear that?” I glared at Cassie not at all liking the reminder.

“Girl didn’t you read any of the shit we pulled up on the net? The man has bedded some of the most gorgeous women in the world, and some of them talked. Wait ‘til I tell everyone that my best friend has landed the great Wyatt Hunter.”

“Oh shit how could I have forgotten about that? Why would he marry me after…after? I think I’m going to be sick.”

“Don’t be an ass, of course he wants you, none of those other women have anything on you. Personally I think it shows he has great taste. Obviously he didn’t find any of them worthy of carrying his name, or having his babies, swoon.”

“Get your mind off her man’s dick you freak. But she does have a point Trace, the guy obviously knows what he wants and from what I see he’s no game player. The way he honed in on you and went after what he wanted, I can only hope I instill that in some man.” Melissa bumped my shoulder with a laugh.

“I know that’s right, now let’s have another round this is a celebration. Hey barkeep.”

“Yes Cris but we all have work tomorrow don’t we? And then school starts back. Oh crap, how am I going to plan a wedding with such little time and all the other stuff I have going on?”

“Don’t panic Traci damn, breathe. We’re here to help and I’m sure his mom is going to want to help she strikes me as the type. And didn’t you say Wyatt invited your folks to come down next week? You’ll have more than enough people willing to help.” I could only imagine what Cris would come up with.

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Wyatt

 

 

“Yeah Jace what’s up?” I was half expecting this call and half hoping it wouldn’t come.

“Looks like you know your woman she’s at the Blarney Stone.”

“What the fuck?” The other people at the table stopped talking and looked around at me. I held up a finger as I stood up to leave. “I have to go, you guys can hammer out the details without me.” I didn’t wait around for my manager’s answer, just left on the double.

“You on her?” I took the stairs two at a time too wound up to wait for the elevator.

“Yeah, I’m your damn errand boy, I dragged your brother along with me since he had nothing better to do with his night either.” I could hear Chad in the background grumbling about the cold.

I knew her redheaded ass wasn’t going to listen. That sweet innocent act she had going when we met was just that, the woman is a pain in the ass who’s probably gonna keep me on my fucking toes ‘til kingdom come.

I’d called Jace as soon as I cleared the gates knowing that when she went all quiet and acquiescent on me she was up to something. Looks like we’d both been learning each other in the short time we’d been together. But this was unacceptable and I was going to tell her little ass just that as soon as I dragged her ass back home where it was safe.

I was already second guessing the deal I’d just signed but I’d kinda committed before all this went down and I wasn’t too fond of breaking my word. As it stood I’d be getting married and hitting the road not long after if I had anything to say about it.

Ma had finally given in on the wedding thing once she realized I wasn’t about to budge. As soon as I’d threatened that she’d have to wait on those grandkids she was fiending for, she’d caved like a lava cake. The woman is truly obsessed. I was almost afraid we’d find her at our bedroom door with instructions on how to get the job done.

“I’m on my way, don’t leave there without her, if she moves nab her ass until I get there.” Fucking girl. I guess I can’t blame her for not understanding that when I say no that’s just what the fuck I mean, she’ll learn.

There will be times when she’d get away with that shit, now wasn’t one of them. There was a fucking lunatic stalking her, even her hardheaded ass should understand the danger. What the fuck is she doing at the Blarney Stone? Couldn’t she have invited her friends over to the house if she just had to see them?

I should probably call dad and ask him how to deal with a pigheaded female but I doubt there’s enough time in the damn day for him to explain. Ma’s ass has never been right come to think of it, and more often than not she’d run circles around him. “Fuck!”

I pulled up to the little restaurant and saw my brother and Jace getting out of his car parked two cars ahead. At least she hadn’t gone back to Smiley’s but there was no guarantee that asshole didn’t have eyes on her even now. What if he came after her while I wasn’t there to protect her?

My blood ran cold at the thought and her ass just earned an extra wailing. “Dude fix your face, she’s safe.”

“Yeah Chad but I told her not to leave the house. How the hell did she get here anyway?”

“She took your Diablo.” He thought that shit was funny.

“She’s gonna get it.” The damn car was built more for racing than joy riding. The last thing I need is her and her crazy ass friends behind the wheel especially after a night of drinking.

I spotted her as soon as I cleared the door and wondered fleetingly how long before that thump in my chest at the sight of her would disappear. She was safe, at least from the asshole, from me, not so much.

“Uh-oh. We’ve got company and he’s breathing fire.” I heard Cris’ loud whisper as I drew closer to their table.

“Ladies.” Her eyes were wide as saucers when she saw me.

“Wyatt what are you doing here?”

“That’s my line. Say goodnight Red.” My relief at finding her safe and in one piece was tinged with anger.

“I’m not done yet run along now.” She was drunk off her ass and cruising for an ass whipping of monumental proportions. There were eyes on me but I didn’t care. So what if I ended up on the net or the late night news? I didn’t give a fuck. She lifted the martini glass to her lips and I damn near snatched the shit from her hand.

“How the hell were you planning on getting home after drinking all night?”

“Don’t be a jerk, we never go beyond the limit. Besides Cassie is the designated driver.”

“Good try but I know you drove here tonight and Cris’ car is outside.”

“Oh that, your dad is going to bring your mother by here to drive me back and he’s going to follow us home.”

“Ma was going to drive my car?” what the fuck is going on with the women in my life? I told that old woman more than once that she was under no circumstances to get behind the wheel of that damn car. “Is this the kinda shit I have to look forward to?” I was talking about her and ma’s sneak attacks but she took umbrage.

“Hey, I don’t see a ring on this finger big guy.” She waved her hand under my nose and her girls all but fell off their chairs laughing while the two jackasses that were supposed to be on my side snickered behind their hands.

A good hard glare was enough to straighten them out but there was no hope for the females. “What do you think girls, I don’t think I should marry someone who’s so bossy.” She pouted at me and did that shit with her hair that makes my dick hard.

“You’re drunk.” She’s cute as hell, and way too fuckable when she’s like this to be out in public. I pulled her up from her chair but she wasn’t done yet. She flopped back into her seat and held onto the sides. “Hey a lady never gets drunk.”

My ass. “Let’s go Red the celebration is over.”

“I’m not ready to go.” She looked ready to mutiny and I knew there was a battle of wills up ahead and I had no intentions on losing. Instead of arguing I lifted her from her seat being careful not to jostle her too much since she looked like she was ready to puke at the slightest provocation.

“Chad call your mother and tell her you’re driving the car back.” I’ll deal with her later; right now I had a squalling redhead on my hands. “Would you be still?” I smacked her ass to get her to pipe down and stop trying to bore holes in my back with her nails.

Jace was rounding up the other culprits to see them out and half the damn town was having a good laugh at this little pint sized doll giving me hell. It struck me as funny that I could take down men twice her size, but she had me by the short ones. Fucking women, it’s a damn con.

She fought me all the way out the door and into the car, hurling insults at my head all the while. “I’d pipe down if I were you, your ass is in enough trouble as it is.” She’s a mean drunk, her vocabulary deteriorated by the minute as she let me know in no uncertain terms just what she thought of my behavior.

I drove through the streets like a maniac trying to get her home because even if she’d forgotten or wasn’t taking this thing seriously, I was very aware of the danger she was in. Until Carl was behind bars I won’t breath easy and I had no way of knowing where the fuck he was in the darkening night.

I used my private entrance for the first time since I was a wayward teen and took her up the stairs, planting her ass on a chair so I could get her out of the killer heels she was trying to break her damn neck in. I got my first real look at her then and almost lost my shit.

“What the fuck are you wearing?”

“What?” She looked down at the low cut almost see through top and way too short skirt.

“Take it off.” I all but pulled the shit off her and ripped them both in half.

“Hey I liked that outfit.”

“Too bad, I hope you took a picture.” I knew that wasn’t the way she dressed because I’d packed her shit. Yeah I’m one of those guys who watch what his woman wears, sue me. I have nothing against my girl dressing sexy, but I’m fucked if she’s gonna advertise my shit.

She flounced her ass around the room making noises about bossy overbearing men while looking in and out of drawers for who knows what while I just watched. “You’re an asshole.”

Oh-ho; crossed the line. “What are you doing you big lout? get off.” I snatched her little ass up and walked over to the bench at the end of the bed. I always wondered why the hell anyone would need one in the bedroom, now I know.

I pulled her over my knee. “You wanna act up this is what all bad little girls get.”

“Don’t you dare you big jerk.” She spat fire when she realized what I was about to do and I wrestled with her until she calmed down.

I gave her five good smacks on the ass to get her to settle the hell down. She didn’t make a peep and I was starting to feel guilty when I heard the first sniffle. I eased up on her hands that I’d been holding together in the small of her back and caught an elbow to the gut followed by a flying right hook. “Son of a bitch.

She jumped off my lap and tried to make a run for it, but not before throwing more insults over her shoulder at me. “Asshole-asshole-asshole.” I nabbed her at the bathroom door before she could slam it in my face and dragged her back over to the bench.

“Oh ho, I see you haven’t learned your lesson.”

“I’m going to spank that ass to remind you who’s boss, and then I’m going to fuck you hard from behind just in case you didn’t get the message. You say one more word to me it’s gonna go worse for you.” I knew that with that mouth of hers she won’t be able to hold her tongue and I was in the mood for a deep hard fuck after I heated her ass up. That’s what she gets for scaring the fuck outta me.

I brought my hand down hard on her plump ass flesh and watched it jiggle trying all the while to stifle my laughter at the words she threw at my head. She had quite the mouth on her this one and I’m guessing the alcohol gave her a little bit of liquid courage. At least she wasn’t sniffling anymore; no she was busy calling me every name in the book.

When I was done and her ass was hot to my touch I threw her on the bed and fell on her before she could get away. She pitched a fit and tried fighting me off but I held her hands down in front of her as I leaned over her back, bringing my cock just where I wanted it, nosing around at the mouth of her cunt.

I slapped her ass hard once more. “Be still.” She growled over her shoulder at me and I winked just to get her blood up. Before she could shake me off I slammed my cock into her hard and she screeched, more in outrage that I had won than from any pain.

“You gonna behave? Huh?” I slammed my cock into her after every word until she was scrambling to hold onto the sheets so that my thrusts didn’t knock her off the other side of the bed. “Damn this is some fine pussy, and so fucking pretty around my meat.”

She wasn’t yelling obscenities at me anymore, she was using all that pent up anger to fuck the shit out of my cock as I fucked into her hard and fast. I tried pulling my strokes when I almost fucked her head into the wall but my redheaded spitfire wasn’t having it. She pushed her ass higher in the air and arched deep, sucking my cock in and making it spit pre-cum deep inside her.

The pink of her pussy was glossy from her juices and mine, the sounds it made as I fucked was music to my ear. “I love the way your pussy looks from behind, so tight, so fucking hot.” I watched my cock slide in and out of her, her juices coating my cock with a beautiful froth, before I slid back into her pussy with my hand wrapped around her middle, pulling her back into my deep thrusts.

I teased her clit with my fingers until it was swollen and hot, all the while plowing my cock into her as hard as she could stand.

“Wyatt, please…” Her voice had that tinge of fear and uncertainty as her nails scratched the sheets and she mewled and keened loudly begging me with each breath to fuck harder. “Please what, tell me.”

“Please-please…” I gave her what she wanted, plowing my cock into her as hard as I could without hurting her. “You gonna mouth off at me again? Huh little girl?” she shook her head wildly while I purposely held my cock still against her g-spot, rubbing the leaking tip against the rubbery flesh deep inside her belly.

She choked out a scream and flooded my cock with sweet hot pussy juice, squeezing my cock until I started spewing inside her. I came so hard I went deaf dumb and blind before falling onto her, crushing her much smaller body beneath mine.

We were both out of breath, sweaty and suffering from aftershocks. “I love you.” I breathed the words out at her temple before rolling off of her. As I reached for her to pull her from the bed, she stopped me in my tracks.

“I love you too you big jerk.”

“What did you say?” I had to clear my throat to get the frog out. My heart was actually beating out of time. I wish there was a way to hold onto this moment, the first time my woman had given me those most precious of words. I knew one thing, if she felt even a modicum of what I did when hearing those words, I would say them to her every day for the rest of her life.

Shower forgotten, I fell back onto the bed with her and took her back into my arms. “You’ve made me very happy baby. Accepting my proposal doesn’t count because I pretty much didn’t give you a choice there, but this, this is-“ I broke the words off and showed her instead.

My cock not surprisingly had grown hard again. I slid inside of her with my hands in her hair holding her in place as I looked down into her eyes. “I love that you’re mine, you have no idea how much I fucking adore you.”

We stayed stuck to each other our mouths and hips moving in unison as I poured all the love I had inside into her. Our loving felt sweeter somehow, like two souls blended into one. There was no her, no me, there was just us.

I murmured words of praise to my beautiful girl hoping with everything in me that she could feel from my touch just what she meant to me.