JASON
Her body underneath mine squirms as she screams with the orgasm. “Jason! God!”
I’m not ready to let it end, though. I grind my cock into her wet, heated depths harder and faster as her walls squeeze me, trying to get me to let go. I’m not about to give in just yet.
Her nails dig into my back as she groans and arches up to meet me. “On your knees,” I growl as I pull my hard dick out of her and flip her over.
She moves quickly to her knees. Then I grab her by the waist to pull her back to me. I use one hand to push her shoulders down, making her ass rise higher so I can go in deeper.
“Jason!” she squeals as I ram into her from behind. Her walls are still pulsing and I feel another orgasm moving them in ways that have me clenching my teeth to hold back the eruption waiting just on the edge for me to release.
Her breath is coming out in loud and ragged puffs as I slam into her hard. “You ready?”
She nods and moans, “So ready, baby!”
With a loud groan, I spill myself into her, making her scream again.
Man, I don’t see how I could ever get tired of hearing her scream like this!
Pulsing inside of her, my body gives her what she was craving. She falls onto the bed, her eyes closed. I fall on the bed next to her, my hand spread over the small of her back.
“I love you, Britt.” I close my eyes and find myself falling fast.
She mumbles, “I love you, Jason.”
The smell of bacon wakes me up and I find myself alone in my bed. Music is playing somewhere. It drifts through the open bedroom door. I can hear her singing along with it.
I move my hand over the dent in the pillow where she slept the night away. My Brittany made my dreams sweet.
Rolling out of bed, I go to the shower and find steam covering the mirror. I must’ve been sleeping very hard not to have heard her taking a shower.
In the steam, she left a message. Meet me in the kitchen.
After a quick rinse, I pull on a robe and pad down the hallway to the kitchen. The smell of bacon leads me like a puppy to her. She smiles as I sniff the air as I enter the kitchen.
“You don’t want any breakfast, do you?” she asks as she comes toward me waving a piece of the hickory smoked masterpiece.
“You better have made enough for me, you little tease.” I pull her into my arms and take the bacon out of her hand with my teeth.
She giggles and runs her arms around me. “I’m not a tease. I made my man a big ol’ plate of food.”
Sniffing the air again, I ask, “And do I smell coffee?”
“Maybe. Go sit down and let me get you some.”
After a long kiss, I let her go and watch her float around the kitchen, making me a cup of coffee and a glass of juice. I lean against the bar as I watch her moving about in one of my T-shirts.
Dancing up to me, she places a steaming cup of the dark liquid in my hands and leaves a kiss on my cheek. “Enjoy.”
I grab the bottom of the shirt she has on and pull her back to me. “One more kiss.”
Her smile makes my heart beat a little harder. Then her lips touch mine, and it stirs something inside of me. The sound of my phone ringing in the bedroom has her pulling away from me. “You better go answer that.”
With a sigh, I turn away from her and go to see who’s calling. As I walk back to the bedroom, I hear her phone ring, too. “Seems we both are getting bothered this morning,” I call out.
She laughs then shouts, “It’s my lawyer.”
“I hope she has good news,” I shout back as I go into the bedroom.
My lawyer is calling me as well. “Hello.”
“Jason, I have great news. The results are in. The kid’s not yours.”
The wind seems to have been knocked out of me and I sit on the bed. “I talked to Bea last night, and she didn’t tell me she had the test done. The baby’s in the hospital.”
“I suppose they ran the swab test from there,” he says. “Anyway, you’re off that hook. And if you want my advice, you need to get yourself off the Brittany hook as well. The video was disturbing, to say the least.”
“Jackson, I know you think you mean well, but I don’t want you to say another word about Britt or that fucking video again.” The coffee is shaking in my hand as I find myself furious at the man.
I set it down on the nightstand before I spill it everywhere. For the life of me, I can’t figure out why he dislikes her so much.
“Okay, Jason. Anyway, I made a call to the hospital this morning to check on the results of the injuries to that Elmer guy. He’s fine. They released him after only a few hours of observation. I paid the hospital bill so they couldn’t sue you for that bill. But try to keep your fists to yourself.”
“Will do. I think I made my point with the little asshole, anyway.” Looking out the window, I see a rain cloud move into the frame. “Guess we have rain today.”
“Weather?” he asks. “I just gave you some great news and you want to talk about the weather?”
“If you don’t have anything else for me, I want to go tell Britt about the baby.” I get up and start walking out of the bedroom.
“That’s all I have for now,” he says. “I’ll call you if I get anything else from that Elmer man. And what about the pre-nup?”
“Fax the paper over and I’ll have her sign it and have it dropped off to you.”
“Will do,” he says, then I end the call.
I can hear Brittany’s voice going all high as she says, “He won’t give me a divorce? How’s that? I mean, an annulment should be doable. Shouldn’t it?”
Her face is red as she paces back and forth. After a minute of her listening to her lawyer, telling her things she doesn’t want to hear, she hangs up and looks completely frustrated.
“I see you have bad news. I have some good news, though,” I say, taking her attention away from glaring at the phone in her hand.
Putting it on the bar, she looks at me. “Let me hear it. I need some positive words right now.”
“The baby isn’t mine.”
Her face is void of emotion. I think she wanted him to be mine. Then a smile breaks free. “Thank God!”
She runs to me and I pick her up as she wraps her legs around me and kisses me. I read her completely wrong all this time.
Her lips leave mine as she peppers my face with little kisses. “Happy, are you?”
“Ecstatic is more like it!” she gushes. “I was trying to put a good spin on it, but I really wanted to be the one to give you children.” She looks at me with a frown. “Damn, that sounds so selfish! Sorry.”
“Don’t be. I want that, too. But we do have the promise I made to Bea about if the real father doesn’t step up,” I remind her.
“That’s okay. I can deal with that.” She kisses me again. “I can’t complain about anything else since my prayers were answered.”
“It sounds like mine weren’t, though,” I tell her. “I was asking for a miracle with that marriage to the fuck head.”
She pauses and seems to be thinking about something then her eyes meet mine. “Did he happen to show you that marriage license?”
“No.”
She pulls away from me and goes to pick up her phone. “I need to call my attorney. I just thought about something.”
“What is it?” I ask as I pick up a piece of bacon off a plate. “And can I eat while you do that?”
She nods and I start to make me a plate. She smiles at me as I hear her attorney answer her call, “Are you calling to say you’re sorry for hanging up on me, Brittany?”
“No, I wasn’t. But now that you reminded me, I am sorry. It’s not your fault. But I have a question for you,” she says as she comes and sits in my lap. “Have you seen any marriage license?”
“No. What are you getting at?”
“I’m getting at finding out if the little troll is lying. Can’t you call the city of Los Vegas or something like that to find out if one was really issued?”
Excitement fills her attorney’s voice as she says, “I’ll call you right back!”
Popping a piece of bacon into Britt’s mouth, I say, “Think it could really be that simple, pumpkin?”
“No, but it’s worth a try. You see, I recall a lot about that odd as shit night. But I don’t have the slightest memory of even the littlest wedding.” She opens her mouth and motions for another bite.
I place a forkful of scrambled eggs in her mouth. “If you aren’t married, what do you say to joining me in Vegas this evening?”
She chews her food and looks at me as I try to read her thoughts. After she swallows, she shakes her head. “I don’t want to get married in Vegas.”
“But,” I get out, before she places her finger to my lips.
“I want to get married in the little church in our hometown. Do you remember that we both went to that church when we were little kids?” she asks me as she gestures for me to give her another bite.
A piece of toast seems to satisfy her as I think back to when I was young. “Oh, yeah! You and I had Sunday school together. I’m surprised you remembered that. You were around five or six, I guess.”
“That’s where I want to be able to say I married the man I’ve loved forever. I had a big crush on you that I never told you about. I watched you from afar for many years, Jason.” She picks up my juice glass and takes a long drink.
“Is that so?”
She nods and sets the glass back down. “So what do you say to getting married there?”
“I say, yes. Can I get Mom on that, then?” I ask her as her phone rings.
She holds up one finger as she answers it. “I hope you have good news for me.”
Her attorney laughs. “Kind of. You are married to the little freak, but the great news is it can be annulled. I’m getting the paperwork sent to me and will be signing it for you today. It will be like the marriage never happened.”
Britt looks at me with a smile. “Call your mom, baby.”
She puts the phone down and kisses me. And now I know, in just a few months she will carry my last name!