HE OWNS ME
Colin Wilcox woke up to that screaming brat next door again. “Oh what the fuck, can’t she keep that little kid quiet?” He seethed.
It had been another late night at the club for him and it was now only. “What the hell, 7 in the morning? This has got to stop.” He muttered.
Throwing the pillow over his head he tried to go back to sleep. But each time he was on the verge of sleep the kid would yell out again. Finally having enough of it, he jumped out of bed and threw on his sweatshirt.
Stomping to the apartment next door he pounded on it. He heard the kid scream inside, and heard a voice call out. “Just hold on please.”
By the time she opened the door he was angry and ready to fight. Looking down he saw a 5’ 5” girl. She looked nerdy with those glasses on; all they were missing was the tape in the middle of them. Colin lost what he had been going to say.
“Can I help you?” She asked. On her hip was the source of the noise. The little boy was not happy, he looked cranky and tired. “I’m sorry did we wake you up? Little John has a bad fever.” She apologized.
All of his anger evaporated quickly. “No it’s okay. How old is he?” Colin asked.
He studied her more she had this brown hair that was silky looking, it held down past her shoulder. Looking behind her he saw it went about half way down her back. He’d always loved girls with long hair. The geeky look of this girl made him want to sweep her off her feet.
“He’s only 3 years old.” She answered.
“Wow you seem kind of young to have a 3-year old.” He commented.
“No he’s not mine; he’s my nephew his parents died last year.” She said.
“Oh I’m so sorry. Where are my manner’s my name is Colin, I just moved in next door.” He held out his hand.
She moved trying to situate the wiggling body of John who she was still holding. “My name is Judith, nice to meet you. I’d invite you in, but he’s not in the mood for company.” She shrugged her shoulders and began to close the door.
“Sure I understand.” Colin watched as she closed the door and went inside. He would have been willing to go in and sit with her. If only to stare at her beauty! Or that body! He laughed as he thought the words.
Going back to his apartment he thought how lucky he was that he had a neighbor that looked like her. She had to stand around 5’ 5” tall he was just a bit shorter than his 5’ 8” frame. She was pert, her long brown hair framing her face and upper body.
“Maybe this move was a good one after all!” He smiled as he thought about this woman with the huge 44DD breasts! Sure the whole package was great, but he’d always been a breast man. So the first thing he had noticed around little John’s body was her chest.
Colin smiled that she had so many things that he honestly found attractive in a woman. “All except the kid!” He thought with a grimace.
Little John had woken her up early, his body was warm. Unfortunately, she knew that he was teething, and that meant crying and screaming for a few days. Judith could only hope that the tooth would break through quickly.
In between his screaming she had heard something it sounded like her doorbell or knocking. “Hold on a minute.” She yelled out and head for the door.
She opened it to find some odd guy standing there. He was scruffy looking. His medium length hair all messed up, like he just woke up. His eyes were still puffy from sleep. “I’m so sorry did we wake you? Little John has been up for a few hours he has a fever.”
Judith felt bad about keeping anyone else awake. She was already delirious from her own lack of sleep. Putting someone else through it just seemed stupid.
He had told it was okay. The last guy who used to live next door would have called the cops and reported her for child abuse. Judith was relived it hadn’t been him at the door.
“I’m Colin your new neighbor.” He introduced himself to her. Oh so the other guy moved, she thought.
“I’m Judith.” She had told him her name.
He asked about Little John and she had kept the story short. It was a horrible story and one that she often had nightmares about. So she was thankful he hadn’t asked how Little John’s parents had died. With her lack of sleep and the way her emotions ached, she was liable to break down crying in front of him.
“It was nice to meet you.” She said as she closed her door. Judith felt bad for not being neighborly. But the fact that she had thought about her aunt and uncle and their death was enough. Unfortunately, he had the usual reaction when she introduced any guy to Little John.
They wanted to know if it was here’s and if so, how young had she been when she had him. People were usually shocked to hear that she was actually 27 years old. There had been a few times that the guy at the local liquor store had cared her.
Sighing she thought that was a lifetime ago. Last month her life had changed in one night.
It had been 2 in the morning. Her phone had rang, and she had a bad feeling. “Hello.”
“Hello is this Judith Sims?” The voice on the other side of the line had asked.
“Yes it is. Who is this?” She had asked cautiously.
“It’s the Portland police department; we need to have you come down to the Hospital.” He had said.
“Why what’s wrong?” Her heart had beat rapidly.
“Ma’am we can send someone to pick you up if you are unable to drive.” The man had said.
The next thing she remembered was hearing the doorbell. Her mind had flashed through the only events she could think of at that second. What would prompt a call like this?
“Ma’am we need you to come with his.” She had been looking up into the face of a Portland police officer.
“Please tell me what happened.” She had requested.
“I’m sorry but I can’t you’ll have to wait until we get to the hospital.” He had told her.
Judith found out too soon that it had to do with the only family she had left in the world. Her Uncle John and Aunt Sally had died. Their little son, 2 –year old John Jr. was still alive but just barely.
Judith had cried for hours sitting beside his bed and praying for him to be saved. She sat by his bed off and on for most of the two weeks. Judith didn’t want him to see a stranger when he first woke up. At least if he saw Judith he would feel a little safer.
She didn’t know if he was aware that his mom and dad hadn’t made it or not. The paramedics said he had been awake for a few seconds at the crash site. But what he might know they really couldn’t tell her.
At two-years old he had just barely begun to talk. He could say ‘love ya’ and ‘mama’ and a few other words.
He work up crying out “mama.” Sally’s heart had broken at the news she might have to tell him.
“Little John I don’t know if you’ll even understand me or not. But mama and papa will not be coming back. I’m sorry, but you have me now. I’ll raise you for them. I’ll keep their memory alive in your heart and mind.” She had told him.
She really tried the best she could to keep it all together for them both. But she knew that she was going to have to take off work again. They had given her a tough time the last month. “Judith you’ve called off too many times. You’ve used all your sick days. If you call off anymore we won’t be able to pay you. We may have to fire you and find someone who will work.” Her manager had told her.
Even when she tried to explain her new responsibilities he hadn’t listened. Instead he had rolled his eyes and looked at her and said. “That’s not my problem.” He had said.
“What happened to the days of compassion?” She had said as she walked out the door.
Colin wasn’t able to get back to sleep when he went home. He kept thinking about Judith next door and how attracted he had been to her. It had felt like an electrical current ran between them. He had been taken aback at first.
But now that she was over there and he was her, he wanted to go back and visit her. She had made it clear that it was not a day she would accept visitors.
“She’s so geeky though. And I’m not the age to take on a baby.” Colin plopped down on the couch and turned on the television.
He wanted to get his mind off of her and this feeling of strong attraction he had. Maybe some good old bike racing will help cure that! He turned on ESPN and hoped they would be running a good program.
After several minutes it was obvious that none of the channels kept the thoughts of Judith out of his mind. “Hell with this I’ll go for a ride!” He went and put on his leather jacket and boots.
Going out the door with the thoughts of the wind hitting his face he felt better. He always loved getting out on the highway and just opening up a bit. A nice long ride might be a good idea today.
Colin opened the throttle and worked his way smoothly through the traffic. He had to concentrate, one thought that was off, and he would be under a car. But soon enough he was through all of it and on his way to the open road.
He smiled as he opened the throttle all the way and his bike took off. As long as there were no pigs hiding out he would be good. His mind would be perfectly clear when he decided to stop.
Colin loved the air as it pummeled his face and body. At 24 years old he still felt like he was just out of college. Well that was if he had gone to college.
He had attended a few classes, but found that studying just wasn’t for him. He would much rather spend his time in the biker bar and fighting. Too many times he had carried the hangover he’d gotten the night before to his class room.
It didn’t take long for Colin to get kicked out of the college. He might have been able to talk his folks into another college. But he decided it wasn’t worth it. The same things would happen at any other school.
Instead he had searched out the biker gangs in the area and visited them. He liked the Portland Pistols. The name sounded a little gay at first, but they had been the best fit for him right away. Colin had found the leader one who would listen to new ideas. He had plenty of them on how to make this club the best one in the area.
“All it takes is dealing in the right goods.” Colin had told Dave one night. “Take it from me if we get the right things to sell, the demand will come.”
He knew they handled weapons and drugs at times. At least that is what he learned from watching television. He’d also heard a few of the bikers he met tell some great stories. They may have been adding to the tales they wove. But Colin really thought that his ideas would be able to get the Pistols the power they need to run Portland.
Judith moved back and forth as she tried to comfort Little John just a bit more. He had almost been back to sleep when he must have felt intense pain. She had watched as his face had gone from serene and both eyes just closing. Now he was a little boy who was howling out in pain.
“I might have to get you something for that pain.” She stated. The baby orajel just wasn’t working as well as she had hoped.
The last thing she really felt like was doing was taking the screaming Little John to the store though. She already knew the looks she would get from them all. “People are so condescending anymore.” She stated to Little John.
He looked up a moment without pain and then wailed out again. “Oh Shh, Little John, I’ll get you something else.”
Packing up a diaper bag, she hoped that she had something that would at least help him while they went out. But looking around she saw there was nothing. The baby aspirin was all out. “Maybe that with the Orajel will work for him?”
Judith was wondering if she might have to take him to the doctor. “I hope not Little John I don’t think they’ll be happy with me if I have to call off.”
Remembering again how her boss had been so mean about it last time. “Did he think I made this happen? If it was up to me they would still be alive and taking care of you right now.” She stated to Little John.
Walking out she ran into Colin, almost running him over in the hall. “I’m so sorry. I wasn’t watching where I was going.” She had been looking in the diaper bag for the Orajel to put some more on Little John’s gums.
“Going out?” He asked curious.
“I have to go and get baby aspirin for Little John. It may help him get some sleep.” She told him.
“Tell me what to get and I’ll go pick it up. I don’t think he’s too interested in going outside!” Colin chuckled.
Judith laughed at his joke. “No neither of us really feel like going out. If you could do it for me I would appreciate it so much!” She smiled.
“Sure tell me what you need.”
She told him and gave him the money for the item.
“Right, I’ll be back in a jiffy!” Colin took off.
Colin went back out to his bike. He had run into Judith on the way out. She was carrying cranky Little John with her. He knew that she needed help. Most times Colin would have just ignored anyone else. But for some reason looking at her it pulled his chains.
“But why am I reacting this way to her?” He asked no one. Colin finally figured it had to do with the fact he hadn’t been laid in sometime. It’s just those good old juices working themselves up into frenzy about any hot woman I see!
He went to the store and picked up the baby aspirin Judith had told him to get. Going up to the cash register he put it on the counter.
“Oh you have a sick little one?” The old lady behind the register asked.
“It’s for a friend, but yeah he’s been crying a lot.” Colin stated, thinking back to being woke up that very morning.
“Poor little one, how old do you know?” She asked.
“I think she said he was 3 or 4.” Colin tried to remember. He hadn’t really been paying much attention to the words coming from her mouth. He had instead being studying the way it might look around his member.
“Oh that’s a tough age; he’s probably counting some teeth still.” The lady commented.
Colin shook his head and paid for the aspirin and left. He didn’t know a thing about babies, and really didn’t want to know more. The idea of being tied down with a kid at any age, especially his? No thank you. He thought as hopped back on his bike to take the aspirin to Judith.
He wondered along the way if she would at least invite him in now. Why did it matter? He just felt like he wanted to get to know her more. But his mind was scampering to the dark places of his mind.
If he was thinking he was in love that would just be bullshit. “I’m not the type who would fall so easily for anyone. I have to get to know them before I develop feelings of any kind. Right now it’s just lust.” He said to himself. It sounded as if he was trying to convince himself of something.
Getting back he knocked on her door and waited for her answer. It had actually been quiet when he’d come in, he was shocked.
She didn’t come to the door right away and he was getting worried. Finally she opened the door; she had that just woke up look.
“I’m sorry I feel asleep when Little John passed out.” She yawned. “Did I give you enough money for it?” She asked, as she grabbed the bag from him.
“Yeah there’s change in the bag too.” He watched as the door began to close.
“Thanks so much.” She said as shut the door.
Colin would swear her eyes were already half closed as she was falling back to sleep. He was upset for a minute, then thought how selfish of him. She’d stated she was up almost all night with Little John. Colin knew she needed the sleep.
“Plus it’s a good thing you didn’t go in; you would only grow more attached to her!” His mind chuckled.
Colin was not pleased with the thoughts he had. But he needed to get some more rest too. So he took this opportunity to catch up on his own sleep. Little did he know his dreams would be plagued by Judith?
“Thank you very much.” She said to Colin as he ran out to get Little John’s aspirin for him.
Going back into her apartment she sat heavily on the couch, rocking Little John in her arms. “Hush sweetheart, the pain will soon be a bit less. Just let our nice neighbor for going out and getting it.” She sighed.
Little John for the most part seemed to be a bit better are the last application of baby Orajel she had placed on his gums.
Judith wished there was a magical button you could push on a baby to get all their teeth in quickly. “While we’re at it let’s get a button for no pain while this is happening!” She pleaded to her ceiling.
“Oh Little John I wish your mom and dad were here.” Judith let the tears take over.
It felt good to let the pain out once in a while. So often she would hold it in, and it would just seem to build up and get worse. Depressing her for days or even weeks at a time, this time though she let it out.
The next thing she remembered was hearing a knocking at the door and the doorbell. She sat up quickly, checking to see if Little John had stirred. Judith saw he was still sleeping. “Oh thank you God. If he just stays asleep while I answer the door I can go back to sleep too!”
She answered the door and saw Colin standing there. His hair had that windblown look of being on a bike. Judith thought it made him really sexy.
Shaking her head she composed her thoughts and apologized that she had fallen asleep. She asked if she had given him enough money. He had said something about change being in the bag, she wasn’t sure.
As she stood there listening to him all she could think of was sex and sleep. For a second she was far too awake for having too little sleep lately. “Why did I think sex?” She asked herself quickly.
Judith had thanked him and closed the door. Those last thoughts she’d had of Colin and how much she would like to jump him right now.
Judith hoped she hadn’t sent off any type of smell to show her attraction. It would be embarrassing needless to say, and she wasn’t really sure about bringing someone into her and Little John’s lives.
She liked the fact it was just the two of them. Plus she would have to be careful with the type of man she dated. Judith knew there were bad people out there who touched kids. How devastating that thought was to her, she had been through the same thing as a child. It was hard to think of even now.
The idea of taking a chance and having that happen to Little John just wasn’t acceptable. She had even considered becoming celibate until Little John was older.
Now with those thoughts of Colin and the look of his hair and those eyes, and he had a decent body. Yes she had checked it out, she had to admit it.
“Plus he was such a sweetheart, running to the store for me and everything. I mean he doesn’t even know me and he still helped me out. She liked those types of guys. However, there was something else she had noticed about him. He had been wearing a biker gang jacket. “It said The Portland Pistols on it.” She said out loud.
“Is that really a biker gang? I know nothing about them, how would I even find out?” Judith commented.
So was he a biker that added a bad boy feel to him. Which made Judith even hotter then she had been at the door.
“Oh for fucks sake.” She moaned. All she wanted to do was get back to sleep. She lay there and waited for the exhaustion to come over her. Finally it was too much and her eyes shut, but her mind kept the tale spinning in her mind.
Judith dreamed about Colin and how sexy he had looked. But now he was in front of her, naked expect his jacket. She dreamed that they had made love and it had been great.
Colin watched as in his dream she undressed in front of him. He walked over to her and caressed her smooth skin with his rough fingertips.
“You have such soft skin; I love the feel of it!” He had whispered to her in that dream.
Colin could hear her moan like it was real. He played with her body, tracing his fingers to several strategic places that had made her moan even louder.
He also felt her silky soft hands as they traced over scars that had graced his body for years. With each scar she touched she would ask, “Where did you get this one?”
Gladly he had shared with her each and every story. She had listened like they were the most important things she would ever hear in her life.
It had made him smile. He heard his mind say, that’s because you can tell she loves you. Even in his dreams that word scared him. Feeling his mind reeling and his body fighting the idea just as quickly, well accept for one thing. But everyone knew that part of a man’s body had a mind of its own.
She had cupped his member in her hand and gently moved it back and forth. Colin felt the power being sapped out of his body with each of her strokes.
He woke up to his first wet dream since adolescence. Colin was slightly embarrassed by how erotic the dream had been. His mind searching for answers to this strong pull he felt towards her.
Hoping in the shower he cleaned up from the dream and let the hot water soak his body. He loved how the shower head could be adjusted. Soon he was enjoying the massaging touch of the jets of water.
“Ah that feels great!” He muttered.
‘Almost as good as the dream and her touch right?’ His mind whispered. You are a traitor, he thought to his mind.
Colin tried to fight the pull of masturbating while thinking of the dream. He even turned the water on full cold.
Shortly he was whispering “those bastards lied a cold shower does not work.”
Colin let his mind go and he thought of her and the dream. It had been an exceptional dream, so lifelike. He had been known to have a few really lifelike dreams, but none of them had ever been dealing with sex. Usually they were nightmares of things that had happened in his past, or fears of the future.
Not this time, it had seemed he’d finally been smiled on from above. He let his mind float completely back to her and finished his shower.
Judith woke up about four hours later when she heard Little John beginning to fuse. She picked him up and took him to get a dose of baby aspirin. He had felt a little warm, but near as much as before.
“Perhaps this will be a short lived problem with this tooth!” Judith told Little John who smiled up at her.
“Oh I do so love you Little John!” She kissed his cheeks. He giggled; she loved the sound of it.
“Now open your mouth Colin was nice enough to get us this aspirin!” Judith cooed to Little John.
With that her mind went to Colin. She blushed as she remembered some of her dream. It had been very erotic.
“There you go.” She wiped along Little John’s mouth. “Are you hungry at all?” She asked.
Judith had only recently begun to work with him to get him talking. She wasn’t sure how much of a vocabulary he should have. But she wanted him to be ready for school when he would go in a few years.
“I do wish you could tell me everything!” Judith looked at him.
For his part Little John started giggling and laughing as Judith made silly faces at him.
“You know I should really do something nice for Colin. He didn’t have to go and get this for us, you know that. Maybe I’ll cook him supper.” Judith told Little John. “Oh what are you going to say?” She bent down and tickled Little John.
Judith didn’t mind when he was like this. The crying was always hard for her. It depressed her and made her only miss her aunt and uncle more.
“That’s what we’ll do, but I want to make something I know he will like. I know let’s go ask him.” Judith grabbed Little John and went out her door.
She knocked on his door and waited for him to answer.
“Oh I’m sorry I didn’t mean to bother you.” Judith said as he opened the door his towel wrapped around him, his hair still wet from the shower. Her body heated up way too quickly and she felt like she wanted to jump him.
“I just got out.” He commented. Not even seeming embarrassed for standing in front of her half naked.
Judith licked her lips. “Well I wanted to ask if you would come over to eat dinner. I figured I owed you something for going to the store after all.”
“Dinner that sounds really good.” Colin said.
“What do you like to eat? I don’t want to make something you hate!”
“Anything will be fine. What time should I be there?”
“Uh, four or five would be fine.” Judith walked away quickly. She had to get away from him right now. Or she would go get Little John’s playpen and rush Colin off to bed.
Colin had just got out of the shower. He heard the doorbell and went to answer it. The fact he was covered only with a towel didn’t even cross his mind. He had no idea who it would be, so when he opened it and saw her, he smiled.
She was truly beautiful and now that she had some sleep she looked even better.
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to bother you.” She said to him.
Colin had answered her, but his mind was picturing her as she had been in the dream. How she had touched him.
“I’d like to have you over for dinner?” She asked him. But he didn’t hear all of it. He had noticed how she licked her lips before talking. It had made him think of what kissing her mouth might feel like.
He barely had enough blood left in his brain to even think at that moment. Colin had said something and thought about baseball. He had to stop the flow before it got too low.
Thankfully, she had told him a time and left. He had been about two seconds away from inviting her in to take care of what she was causing. He had positioned himself well enough that the little bit of erection he had couldn’t be seen.
But if she would have stood there for just one more second it would have been too late. Now he was standing in the middle of his living room. With his little friend making sure he knew it was alive and quite well!
“What the fuck? Am I going to be able to be in the same room with her and not rip her clothes off?” He stated.
It was a thought that he felt quite honestly. Colin had never been this attracted to another female the same way. They had always been just pieces of ass to him. But even when he was excited with them, or about them; it didn’t feel quite like this.
He didn’t know how to really explain it. His mind felt cloudy as if nothing was quite clear. He felt lost in the maze of life. Colin had heard that being horny did some crazy shit to people, but this was ridiculous.
Tempted to go into the bedroom to calm himself down, he muttered into the air. “Why in the fuck does she have to have a kid?” He hung his head down and wished that life was different.
Just his luck he falls for a girl who has baby. “A kid that isn’t even here’s.” He said.
Colin wondered what had happened to his parents. She hadn’t really said the story, only that it had happened a year ago.
It was for him to comprehend how tough it must be on her raising a kid. She must be around his age, maybe 23 even. “Man that would be tough. I don’t know if I want that added responsibility or not.” He admitted.
Thinking this way might be the only thing that would keep him from jumping her. Because if they had sex, she would probably get attached to him and that wasn’t good.
“Not since you already love her!” He heard in his mind.
Judith went home and looked through her cupboards to figure out what she was going to make. But no matter how much she tried to think of cooking, she could only see him standing in front of her.
She turned around and saw that Little John was playing in his playpen, happy as a lark.
“Colin sure is sexy.” She said, knowing that Little John wouldn’t understand her comment. She let her mind run back to his door. He was in front of her only the towel around his waist. She had licked her lips thinking about what she had dreamt was underneath the towel.
Judith had wanted to move the towel aside and touch him. But thankfully she had Little John with her. If he hadn’t been on her hip she might be in Colin’s apartment right now.
“Oh but I bet I’d be enjoying it!” She smiled. Judith had seen the firmness of Colin’s stomach, he was young and he was in shape. “I bet he can go for hours!” She smiled remembering a past boyfriend who’d been young.
“Little John I wish you were old enough to have friends you could go visit!” She turned to look at Little John. He had passed out in the play pen.
Judith laughed knowing how tired he had to be. She got a blanket and put it over him. “Now I can go make sure I don’t make an idiot of myself tonight.”
Going into the bedroom she went to her drawer and got the one toy she had. It was a fairly nice sized dildo. Getting on the bed she figured the only way to calm her nerves was to take care of the itch.
Turning on the dildo she placed the head on her lips. “Oh that’s nice.” She murmured. The vibrations on her nub made her squirm more. It had been a while since she had played with herself.
Now that she had a nice fantasy to think about though, she might be doing it more! Judith laughed at the thought. Then she pushed the dildo inside of her and put it up at a higher speed.
Judith wished it was him inside of her instead. Again she wished she had moved the towel aside and just grabbed him. Not giving him a choice to say no, but to simply make love to her for hours.
But she couldn’t bring this complete stranger into her life. Not when Little John was depending on her. What did she really know about Colin? Just that he was sexy and he was also sweet. That trip to the store had met a lot to her.
The biggest thing was she was afraid to fall in love with him and find out he wasn’t a good guy. She would have to always put Little John’s happiness in front of her own. So if it turned out Colin was the guy she loved, but he was mean to Little John, he would still have to go.
This was a fear that had really bugged her. She was trying to push it out of her mind and finish the job. Judith knew that her hormones would kill her quicker than love would. Often times she knew that women would mistake sex for love. Judith hoped to be something she would avoid.
Clearing her mind of the negativity she focused on him in his towel again. His medium brown hair all messy and wet, she loved the way he had looked. It had made her go into overdrive, and still could as she pictured it!
She licked her lips as she worked the dildo in and out of her. Her juices were flowing already as she got more moist thinking of Colin. I wonder what he’s like in bed, she thought.
Her body was moving along as it would while screwing. “No making love to him.” Her mind shouted out. “It can’t be love I don’t know him.” She answered back.
She let the vibration of the dildo sit against her nub and rubbed it with a finger. Judith closed her eyes and moaned softly. She liked picturing him between her legs working his penis in and out of her. He would thrust nice and hard, he looked solid. Oh those muscles on that boy, so young and oh so nice! She muttered
Judith screamed out as her orgasm shot through her body. She felt her legs quiver as she thought of him finishing inside of her.
Relaxing she listened carefully to make sure she didn’t hear Little John. She felt a bit better, but there was still too much heat coming from her snatch. Judith didn’t know if she would be able to not jump him.
“Hopefully Little John will decide to be cranky tonight!” It was the first time she could remember thinking that way.
She got up and cleaned up and went back into the kitchen. Looking around she figured out what to make. She finally decided on her cornflake chicken. It was something she loved and she hoped he would too.
Getting her ingredients she got to work, she would barely have enough time to finish if she messed around. Judith hummed along while she worked.
She heard the doorbell ring. Looking at the clock she saw it was just turning 4 o’clock. “Oh crap did I say 4?” Judith had been rushing home trying to get away from his temptation. She couldn’t remember what time for sure, but she had hoped it was 5 she had said.
“I’m sorry I came a bit early. Well kind of you did say between 4 and 5, right? My stomach was growling because I could smell it in my place. So I came over!” Colin laughed.
“No it’s okay; the food is just about done. You have perfect timing actually!” Judith sighed. She looked at him and pictured him half-naked like before.
“Come in please.” She finally moved aside and let him in.
“It smells even better over here!” He smiled and rubbed his flat stomach.
Judith pictured him half naked again. She had seen that flat hard stomach.
“Oh thanks!” She turned red. Not because of his compliment, but her thoughts that were in overdrive.
“Where’s John?” Colin asked. She saw tears come to her eyes.
“Little John is in the other room sleeping.”
“I’m sorry did I say something wrong?”
“It’s just that we’ve always called him Little John, because his dad was John Sr. So when I hear the name John I think of my uncle.” She answered.
“I’m so sorry.” Colin came forward and wrapped his arms around her in a hug.
She felt his arms come around her, it was so nice. It had been over a year since she’d had a hug like this. Her aunt and uncle had been the last of her family, who were adults. They had all died, now it was her and Little John.
His arms were warm and so strong. She sighed as she let her body go and the tears she had held back for the past year just came out.
Judith sobbed loudly as all the pain came out. She felt so much weight come off of her. She didn’t know how long she had been crying. The only thing she was aware of was how much better she was feeling.
She squeezed him tightly to thank him. As she did that she also took a deep breath in and sighed loudly. “I’m so sorry I didn’t mean for that to happen really.” She said softly.
He didn’t say a word just squeezed her and pulled her closer. Judith began to cry more. She hadn’t even realized they were there. They just started to flow.
How could this stranger be so caring? She wondered and then thought of how lonely she had been.
Judith knew she was entering dangerous territory opening her heart. But it really felt like the right thing to do.
He had asked where the baby was and the next thing he knew she was crying. He had felt like a heel. Colin went and hugged her; it was the right thing to do.
Now here he was standing as she cried. Her body was racked with sobs that were so strong. He could feel the pain coming off of her. Colin could feel the same pain as she was right now.
“I’m so sorry I didn’t mean for that to happen.” She said.
Colin just wrapped his arms around her more squeezing her tightly. He could smell her body, her hair. He closed his eyes as his mind went to the place he had hated since he met her.
‘It only feels this good because you love her.’ His mind told him.
He was still trying to fight admitting that it had happened. That love at first sight stuff is just bullshit, he thought.
But she had cried more and he felt like his heart was breaking with each sob that came from her. He wanted to simply take the pain away from her. Colin knew that he would take every ounce of pain she ever felt just to save her.
At this realization he knew it was over. He had thought it, and had to admit defeat. His whole mind was now on the band wagon. But he couldn’t tell her that, she would think he was crazy.
Colin now had to make sure to not show too much of his hand to her. He hated being dishonest, but didn’t know what else to do. Crazy was never anything people would willing date.
Then he realized at least he could ask her out. But first I want to make sure she knows I care. “I’m sorry I didn’t know that.” He said as he smelled her hair.
He let her scent settle in his nose. He loved the smell of her. The longer he got to hold her the better.
“No I shouldn’t have expected you to know. I mean you didn’t know me or him before today.” She said.
“Do you want to talk about them? It may help you feel better.” He asked her.
She nodded her head no, but he didn’t let go. He had a feeling the story might come out any way. A few seconds later she started to talk.
“They were in a bad car accident. Little John almost died too. The three of them were the only family I had left. Now it’s just him and me.” She cried more.
Colin just held her and let his shirt get soaked. He would hold her for the rest of his life if he could. Those types of thought still caused him some nervousness though.
“I got a call one morning and had to go to the hospital. That night I also had to identify them just to make sure. Or that’s how the cops had told me.”
He kissed the top of her head as she cried. “I’m so sorry you had to go through that. I would try to protect you from anything like that.” He stated.
“I’m so sorry you had to go through that. I would try to protect you from anything like that.” He stated.
She hadn’t thought she heard it correctly. But if she did, it felt nice to hear. Judith let herself melt into him a little more.
His arms felt so comfortable. She wanted to kiss him so badly. She looked up at him and said. “Thank you so much.”
Biting her lip she had thought of what his lips would feel like against hers. The next thing she knew he was kissing her. She opened her mouth to welcome his tongue. Judith wondered if she was dreaming. It was too much like her dream.
She moaned as she felt his hands roam down her back and cup her butt. Thrusting her pelvis towards him, she felt the hardness of him.
“Come on while he’s still sleeping, we may not have long.” She pulled Colin’s arm and pulled him towards the bedroom.
Judith almost laughed at his shocked look. “Come on I’m not kidding.” She pulled him harder and he moved quicker.
“It’s been such a long time. Please just get undressed.” Judith pulled her shirt over her head and took off her bra. She exposed her breasts to him and watched as his eyes burned with passion.
Judith saw him undress and he now stood in front of her completely naked. She could tell he was excited and to her happiness quite well hung!
She slipped off her jeans as quickly as she could and sat on the bed. “I’m sorry this is so quick. But Little John has been napping for a while now.”
Her eyes she hoped would say the rest to him; she didn’t want to feel like she was begging for it.
Judith felt his fingers lightly touch her pussy and stroke the area. He slipped two inside and she moaned. Her body pushed up towards him. “Please now.” She moaned.
As she felt his dick enter into her. He was big and he stretched her insides nicely. Judith cried out in pleasure.
They kissed deeply as he slowly moved in and out of her. She wanted him to quicker, but his tongue was in her way!
Instead she felt the slow buildup as her body enjoyed his cock inside of her. Judith moaned out loudly as she could feel the climax start inside of her. She raked her hands down his back as her body shook under him.
Judith felt him continue to thrust and her body got back into rhythm. She looked up at him and smiled her vision still cloudy from the pleasure she had just felt.
The orgasm she had earlier compared nothing to this one. Her mind was reeling as she felt another climax working its way through her body.
Colin felt her wetness wrapped around his dick that was buried inside of her. His mind was working hard to control his orgasm. He wanted nothing more than to thrust into her as hard as he could.
But there was part of him that wanted to make sure she was pleased first. He could feel her body as she started to orgasm and he loved the moisture that soaked his hardness.
He kissed her deeply, fighting with her tongue for dominance. Colin moaned as he felt her body clasp around his cock and felt more juices spill.
She murmured something in his ear that he could hear. He knew she had a few climaxes so he decided he could let himself go.
As he thrust into her quicker and harder, he felt his body let go and he moaned. As his sperm was soaking her pussy, he felt her nails dig into him once more and felt her climax around his cock.
“Ohhhhhhh.” He yelled out as another orgasm followed his first one. His eyes felt like they would roll to the back of his head. He could feel her pussy clamping down on his dick and milking out every last ounce of sperm.
Colin rolled over to her side. He looked over at her. She had a looked like she was still enjoying her climax. He kissed her cheek. “That was the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced.” He admitted.
He saw her smile. She then looked at him and said, “Yea it was amazing wasn’t it!” She shook her head as she said it.
“I have a confession to make to you.” He said.
“What is it?” She asked looking at him.
“I’ve been thinking of doing that since the first time I met you.” He stated.
She looked at him shocked. “The first time you saw me I don’t think I had 2 hours a sleep in 48 hours. I was a mess.”
“Yeah but you were one sexy mess!” He growled at her.
He watched as she turned bright red. “Oh come on, I’m not sexy.” She laughed.
“You don’t know the half of what you have!” He commented.
“Will you marry me?” Colin got down on his knees about two weeks after their first supper.
“You barely know me!” Judith commented.
“But I love you and you know that.” Colin stated.
Judith smiled and said. “Yes I know and I love you so yes I will marry you!”
He hugged her and looked over at Little John. “You hear that big boy, she said yes!” Colin smiled and kissed Judith. Getting up he grabbed Little John and gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
Once he had made love to her that first night, he knew it was no use fighting how he felt. He had been able to hold out telling her those words but only for a bit.
The first time he had told her she didn’t believe him right away. Swearing he didn’t know her. He had told her then, “I know you well enough to know I love you. For me that’s all I need to know!” Colin had told her.
THE END
I AM HIS GIFT
Chapter 1
Where is Gemma Darlings? Gemma rolled her eyes and dropped the magazine in disgust. Someone had slipped it under her door late last night or early this morning. It was obviously at attempt to rattle her, but Gemma was better than that. She was far more resilient than the public wanted to believe.
Still, curiosity got the best of her, and she bent down to pick it up again. Flipping through its pages until she found her story, she leaned against the counter and skimmed over the first few sentences.
Six months have passed since American Sweetheart Gemma Darlings was caught in the arms of married photographer Spencer Harkers. Since the announced divorce of the Harkers couple, the model has since disappeared. Rumor has it that the make-up giant Flawless and clothing designer Stephan Tolstov had both broken their contracts with her. Will Gemma Darlings rise again?
“Rubbish,” Gemma muttered as she tossed the magazine on the counter. Of course, none of it was actual rubbish. There were pictures of her in the arms of her favorite photographer, Spencer was in the middle of a divorce, and she’d been fired from all of her contracts. The public might love a scandal, but no one wanted to be associated with the home wrecker. Spencer and his wife were a beloved duo in the photography world, and people couldn’t believe that Spencer would cheat on her.
All it had taken was one picture for Gemma to go from beloved role model to the woman in red. And the hits had just kept on coming. Piled next to her on the counter were the bills with past-due notices. Her phone and her electricity would be cut off within days. If she didn’t find a way to make some money soon, they’d repossess her car and kick her out of her apartment.
Her beloved apartment. Nestled on the California coast, it overlooked the majestic Pacific Ocean. She made a point to be home as much as possible so she could sit out on her deck and watch the sun set. The golds and reds across the horizon would shimmy and glitter across the cascading waves of the water. Growing up, she’d always wanted a beach view home, and this place was her crowning success. It was the trophy of all that she had accomplished, and she was going to lose it.
“How the mighty do fall,” she murmured as she swept her hand across the counter angrily. The bills fluttered to the floor, and she had to fight back her tears. She blamed Spencer for this. It was all his fault.
The phone rang, and she lunged for it. Normally it was only collection agencies calling for their money, but she never gave up hope that someone would want to work with her again. The name Elizabeth Towney danced across the screen. For a moment, she almost ignored it. Lizzie used to be one of her oldest friends, but they’d drifted apart with Gemma’s success. But this wasn’t the time to be ignoring contacts.
“Lizzie,” she said in what she hoped was a delighted tone. “How are you?”
“Hi Gemma,” she said cautiously. “I’m good. It’s been awhile. I’ve actually been in France for the past couple of months, and I just got back. My mailbox and voicemail is flooded with invites to do interviews about you. What the hell is going on?”
Gemma narrowed her eyes. Lizzie wouldn’t actually agree to do those interviews, would she? They hadn’t talked in months, but surely she wouldn’t betray her like that. “Just a little scandal,” she said breezily. “Nothing to be concerned about.”
“I read the article in Celebrity magazine. It seems like more than just a little scandal. Gemma, I know we’ve been a part for awhile, but I still love you, and now I’m concerned about you.”
Feeling the tears prick her eyes, Gemma took a deep breath. She and Lizzie had been roommates back before Gemma had gotten famous. Together they’d waded through the life that was the scum of Los Angeles. Now she had no idea what Lizzie was doing with her life. What kind of friend was she?
“I’m broke,” she admitted softly. “God, Lizzie, I’m about to lose everything. And I really don’t know what to do. Absolutely no one will hire me. I worked so hard, and now it’s all reduced to one stupid picture in a tabloid.”
“Oh Gemma,” her friend exclaimed. “Come over. We’ll open up a bottle of wine and talk all about it.”
Gemma sniffled and took a deep breath. “You don’t have to do that. I know I’ve been a shitty friend.”
“Nonsense. You need someone, and I’m here for you. And that’s all that matters right now. I’d come there, but I’m up to my elbows in pasta. I’ll text you the address, and you can come sit and chat. Together, we’ll figure something out.”
Up to her elbows in pasta? Lizzie always did like to cook. “Thank you,” Gemma said tearfully, and she meant it. All of her model friends had ditched her as soon as the scandal broke. When Gemma refused to talk about it, they put as much distance between them and her as possible. She’d almost forgotten what it was like to have a friend.
She was resilient. She reminded herself of that over and over again as she grabbed her coat. She’d make it through, even if she did it with a friend by her side.
***
Charlie Connor lounged on his couch and stared at the ceiling. He had three hours before he was supposed to make an appearance at his birthday bash across town, but he was still wearing only his silk boxers.
His thirty-fifth birthday party was the talk of the city. More than five hundred people were invited, and when Charlie glanced over the list, he realized that he didn’t really know even half of them. Those that he was closest to weren’t even on the list. Instead it was all about the A-list. Actors, politicians, models, and singers could celebrate his life with him, but his best friend wasn’t allowed in. Shawn Silva was hardly A-list. He was just an employee at Connor Industries. Apparently twenty years of friendship didn’t land a man an invitation.
The party was supposed to be spectacular. The Victoria secret models would be there. They were flying in the greatest mixologists from all over the world to come up with brand new cocktails, and some well-known blonde singer was supposed to debut her newest song.
There was also a talk of a floating pool. And Charlie didn’t give a damn about it. He had far more on his mind on his thirty-fifth birthday than attending yet another public function. He didn’t want to see the press. He didn’t want to schmooze investors. He just wanted to turn on the television and lose him in mindless dribble for the night.
Most would say that he’d accomplished quite a bit at the age of thirty-five. Connor Industries was thriving. It was one of the biggest corporations in the country, and he had his hand in countless pies. But Connor Industries had been his father’s brainchild. It had been great when Charlie inherited it. He’d made it better, but for Charlie, that just didn’t seem to be enough.
Something was missing. He’d been feeling it for a while now. But he just couldn’t figure out what it was.
Instead of reaching for the remote, he grabbed his phone instead. Shawn picked up on the first ring. “Happy birthday old man.”
“Old man? You turn thirty-five next month,” Charlie grumbled.
“Yup. And that still makes you older than me. Why aren’t you drunk by now? It’s three in the afternoon. Last weekend you said that if you remember anything from your party, you weren’t celebrating correctly.”
“What happens if I just skip the party? You can come over here, and we’ll order pizza and play on the Xbox all night.”
Shawn chuckled. “That sounds awesome, but I’m fairly certain your PR representative would have me assassinated if you skipped your party to be with me. And I have plans to live to see my thirty-fifth birthday. Besides, I’m in New York right now.”
“Why are you in New York?” Charlie frowned.
“Jesus Charlie, you are in a mood. I’m here for the investors meeting. Remember?”
“Ah, shit. That’s right.” Charlie closed his eyes and sighed. So much for hanging out with Shawn all night. “How’s that going?”
“It’s how you think it’s going. A bunch of white men with white hair trying to outdo each other with numbers and figures. I’m ready for a drink, and I haven’t even had lunch.”
“Guess I should get ready for my party,” Charlie grumbled.
“Dude, you are one of the richest men in the city. Barring that, you are a fucking adult. It’s your birthday. If you don’t want to go to your own damn party, don’t go. So it might be a PR nightmare. It’s not like your company is at risk of going under if you don’t make an appearance. Quit trying to make the important people happy. For once, do something that makes you happy. And by that, I don’t mean try your hand at banging all of the Victoria Secret models again.”
“There are still two holding out on me,” Charlie murmured as he grinned at the memory. The press had a field day with those photos.
“If you want to stay in watching television, do that. If you want to go skinny-dipping in the ocean alone, do that. If you want to join your best friend in a series of mind-numbing meetings in New York, I’m not going to stop you,” Shawn joked.
“Well, you’ve made it sound so fun,” Charlie said dryly. “But you’re not wrong. I should be able to say how I spend my birthday. And it shouldn’t be with a ton of people I barely know.”
“Whatever you decide to do, be careful. The paparazzi will eat you alive if they discover that you’re not at your party. Where are you?”
“Condo on Pierce Drive.”
“That’s good. No one has caught on that you own that place. Damn. Perkins is giving me the death stare. I’d better get going. Call me later.”
Charlie was about to say something else, but Shawn hung up. With a shrug, Charlie tossed the phone on the table and pursed his lips. Making a decision, he jolted up and ran into the kitchen. Opening up one of the drawers, he started pulling out to-go menus. As one slid out of his reach, he bent down to pick it up.
Towney Catering.
Someone had given it to him a few weeks ago and mentioned that it was new and hip. Just the two things he hated the most. But when he opened it up, he couldn’t help but see a few things that sounded good.
Vaulting over the couch back, he landed hard on the cushions and leaned his head back. He was going to spend the night with good food, good movies, and possibly good porn.
With a wicked smile, he picked up the phone and dialed his public relations agent. “Johnson,” he said brightly. “I’m really not feeling all that well.”