C H A P T E R F I V E
Adam
I crawl into bed, dead tired, after a long day at the hospital, thinking about how much better it is having a full house. It’s been a noisy evening and a family filled morning, but in a good way. After a few hours, Sophie was starting to come out of her shell, and although Isabel is still being formal with me, I hope she will start to relax the longer they are here. I want them to feel at home here, with me.
They can’t leave me.
Where did that come from? Who am I kidding? I knew the moment I laid eyes on Isabel that I wanted her to be mine, forever. The fact that she has a husband who abuses her doesn’t make me feel any different about her. In reality, it makes her even more precious to me. I know I should feel bad, but I don’t. Isabel and Sophie deserve the world, and I’ll be the one to give it to them. I have to. It doesn’t matter if it is with me or someone else. The only way Captain Alexander is coming anywhere near them again is in a pine-wood box.
I’m startled from my thoughts by a soft knock on my bedroom door.
“Come in,” I say rising from the bed.
Isabel pops her head through the door. She’s wearing my dark blue terry cloth bathrobe that swallows her small frame.
“I… umm… wanted to… umm… say thank you for letting us come here.” She says nervously.
“Of course, I’m just glad you let me help.”
Something is going on… she’s more nervous than normal.
She slowly walks closer to me looking at the floor the entire time.
“Isabel, look at me, please?” Her head snaps up, eyes wide, staring at me.
She’s nervous. Is she trembling? What the hell is going on?
She finally comes to a stop between my knees. Too quickly for me to stop her, she unties the sash of the robe, exposing a small sliver of her pale skin.
“Isabel, what is going on? What are you doing?” I ask, confused.
“I-I-I wanted to thank you,” she stutters.
“This isn’t necessary. You’re beautiful, and someday I hope we can have an intimate relationship, but I want you to come to me because you want me, not because you feel like you have to.”
“But I do. Have too, I mean,” she says, twisting her hands. “You’ve been so nice to us, I have to repay you somehow,” she mumbles.
“No, you don’t.”
Releasing her hands, she awkwardly glides her hands up my thighs.
“It’s the only thing I have to give you,” she whispers.
Trying desperately to keep her hands off my incredibly hard dick, I don’t notice her bend and gently brush her lips against mine. Just the touch of her lips causes my need to be a gentleman to go out the window.
I tilt her head to the side for better access, gently stroking her lips with my tongue. She gasps in surprise at the touch. Using this to my advantage, I slowly slip my tongue between her lips.
She tastes like ambrosia. If her mouth tastes this amazing, I can only imagine how her pussy will taste.
Unable to control my need to feel her close, I stand. Wrapping my arms around her body, I bring her tightly to my bare chest. Her hands begin to caress my side and wrap around my back, causing me to shiver before finally coming to a stop wrapped tightly around my neck.
I reluctantly pull away and rest my forehead on hers as we both try to control our breathing.
“Isabel, please go back to bed.”
I watch as embarrassment creeps into her eyes and across her skin. Finally, the tears begin to pool in her eyes. She jerks her body away from me and runs from the room.
What the hell just happened?
That was not how I pictured our first night under the same roof going.
Her face tortures me enough in the daylight that I don’t need the picture of her luscious curves haunting my dreams now too.
DAMN IT!
I’m trying to be noble and stay the hell away from her, be her friend. Now all I can think about are her damn lips! I lay back in the bed with a huff and punch the pillow in hopes of getting some sleep. However, all I see when I close my eyes is her face.
***
In the shower the next morning, I try not to think about how her body felt pressed up against mine or the taste of her lips. Just thinking about her is making me hard.
The hot water is beating down on my shoulders while one hand is pressed against the tile. Using my body wash as a lubricant, I stroke myself from root to tip, while images of Isabel fill my mind. I imagine her lying on my bed with the sides of my robe caught on her nipples, keeping her marvelous tits hidden from me. I imagine sliding my hands up her thighs toward her pussy. I imagine how wet she would be for me, rocking her hips and whimpering as I drag my finger through her folds.
I’m stroking my dick harder, faster, as I imagine thrusting my fingers into her causing her to moan my name. Her pussy squeezes and begins to clench down hard on my fingers as she cums for me. Just the image in my mind is enough to cause me to find my own release. I groan as my balls tighten and cum shoots to the floor of the tub.
Fuck, I needed that.
I have no idea how the hell I am going to be able to face her and Sophie today knowing what I just did in the shower, but there is no way I can pretend that nothing happened between us after last night. I know she is still married and her husband outranks me. Damn my career, damn it all. I want Isabel and with her comes Sophie. Now to figure out how to convince them both I am worth taking a chance on.
Isabel
Why does this hurt so badly?
I thought he was different but turns out he is just like Jason. He thinks he knows what I need but doesn’t take into account what I want. I know that my intentions towards him were not the right ones.
I do need to repay him. I have no money, but why else would such a beautiful soul like him want me in the first place. I am damaged and broken, both inside and out, I yearn to be loved and cherished by someone like Adam. I thought that he would see me as someone other than a victim, someone to take advantage of, but I was wrong.
Right now, I need to think about Sophie. I have to protect her and make sure that she’s not hurt by another man again. I can see how close she and Adam have gotten, and he said that he was falling in love with her, but people change. I can’t let her feel rejected again. He will not hurt her like Jason has. I can love her enough for a father and a mother. She will have everything that I never had growing up, I just need to figure out how to make that happen. It’s time for me to stand on my own two feet. I will make a better life for Sophie and me away from Jason. Adam Patterson can take whatever he wants from me, but he will not break my little girl.