Two days later
~Sol~
It's not every morning I was woken by a monkey jumping on the bed. I laid there, with my eyes closed, and let it sink in. The giggles were a song to my ears. "Daaaddy, wake up! Hurry, Momma made us pancakes...with yummy blueberries." The jumping that was going on was incessant and when I opened my eyes, Lydia was the source of it; curls bouncing, breath coming in pants and she was wearing a pajama set with one or other of the Frozen princesses on them. Or both.
"Did she?"
"Mhmm! And loads of syrup." Her pronunciation of 'syrup' didn't come out quite right and I chuckled softly. I was about to tell her to stop jumping on the bed when she landed on her bottom and slid down onto the floor. "Hurry, Daddy, hurry!" She was very adamant, my little girl, as she skipped to the door and scowled at me when I didn't make a move to jump up.
"I'm right behind you, Princess," I promised and delighted by the reply, she ran from the bedroom. I waited until her footsteps faded away down the stairs before I threw the covers off, in all of my nakedness, and found my night pants at the end of the bed. Before I left the room, I found my cell; Lenny Baker had called...and Harrison too. I wasn't surprised to find that Baker hadn't sent a text...People didn't usually tend to do that while following someone across the country to end them. That's what he would do...end that bitch's existence.
Lydia had been correct, the aroma of blueberry's filled my nose when I made it down the stairs. The very first thing I noticed was the yoga tights that encased Caroline's legs and ass. I cocked my head to one side and thought of us in a different life; living alone in the condo with her. How I would have pulled them down her legs right in the middle of that kitchen that was so small compared to this one and have my way. Unfortunately that- "Ew." Christopher commented from a bar stool, one horrified look on his face. The plate of breakfast in front of him was one bite shy of being gone.
I narrowed my eyes on my child then, "Easy, kid. Don't think I've forgotten about your little porn collection." At the mention of his invaded privacy, my son's face reddened.
"Dad!"
"What's a porn?"
Both of my children spoke at once as I made it to my wife, standing at the stove. When I wrapped my arms around her, she elbowed me right in the rib cage. "Sol...watch your mouth." She chastised me, not missing a beat as she flipped a pancake like a pro. Was this seduction? It was, surely.
"Yes, ma'am." It was something I rarely said aloud to any woman but now, as I kissed her temple, I would make an exception. "You weren't telling me to watch my mouth last night." I whispered into her ear, words just for her and I could practically feel the heat coming off of her cheeks.
"Daddy's making your cheeks pink again, Mommy!" Lydia exclaimed around a mouth full of pancake and giggled.
"Yea...I'm outta here before I vomit." Chris announced and was gone before I could tell him to park it. Whatever. Caroline turned then, forcing my hands off of her and held out a stack of pancakes on a plate. All this sex and breakfast was tempting me to marry her again. I kept that thought to myself and took the offering.
"Harrison called." Caroline said, looking over the top of our daughters head, a few minutes later when she joined us at the bar.
"I figured as much. I'll call him back." Harrison Marsh was insisting I tell the press what had happened. Desperate little fucking creatures they were...Of course they wouldn't get the full story, just like the police hadn't gotten the full story. Only a handful of people knew...and soon-hopefully-that handful would be minus two.
I knew Caroline suspected something where my business with Lenny Baker was concerned. She would just have to keep suspecting. There were just some things you didn't even share with your wife.
~Caroline~
"How's that look?" Later on in the afternoon, Lydia sat in the middle of mine and Sol's king-sized bed and tapped her finger against her chin. There was some serious observing going on in her big blue eyes. The delivery guy from the video store waited patiently for her answer as she stared up at the brand new TV he and his help had just mounted onto the wall across from the bed in the master suite.
"Hmmm. It's perfect!" She finally said after several dire seconds and jumped up. While I thanked them and they showed themselves out, she started bouncing on the bed, ruffling the neat duvet. "Why did you have to get a new TV, Mommy? Did Daddy punch it?" She asked...Up...and down. Liked the goddamn Energizer Bunny. I would never tire of it. Ever.
"Oh, sweety. Please stop jumping on the bed. You know how Daddy feels about that. And no, he didn't punch anything it just stopped working." It was the best lie I'd ever told in my life. The truth was, I had broken the TV in a rage because my daughter had been taken from me. I'd been at my lowest then and vowed to never get down there again. The mere thought of swallowing another drink of Vodka made my stomach turn. That had not been me.
"Ugh, fine. When is Aunt Liv going to be here? Oh, Momma, I can't wait to hold the new baby." Lydia beamed as she climbed from the bed and followed me out of the room. She had spoken just in time. The doorbell rang through the house. My heart still hurt from the words I had spat at my friend in anger. Anger that I had no right pointing towards anyone. "She's here, she's here!"
"I know, I know." Lydia took my hand and basically dragged me down the stairs. She didn't have enough strength yet to open up the front door and her patience was thin. I was certain she would bite my head off if I didn't move any quicker. As I let Olivia and her husband in, my daughter continued that bouncing until I thought she might just pass out from excitement.
"Awwwe, look at him Mommy! Can I hold him? Can I? Pleeeeeease." She was near tears as she begged Jimmy, who was carrying the car seat in. I was surprised he had gotten through the door safely.
"Of course you can, come on." He replied, making his way towards the living room and she fallowed closely behind.
Once I was alone with Olivia in the foyer, I felt like I was going to burst into tears of regret. I didn't deserve her...not one fucking bit. "So that's what I have to look forward to?" She asked, laughing. She had no idea but we could talk about parenthood later. I owed her one fat-assed apology.
"Listen, I'm really-"
"Don't. Shut up." She shook her head and pulled me into the strongest hug ever. I couldn't help myself...tears flowed. No doubt all of this emotion had something to do with the birth control that was no longer coursing through my system. "I couldn't imagine...especially now. I'm sure I would have been worse off than you were." I highly doubted that but I accepted her words of assurance and didn't break that hug for a very long time. Actually, the only thing that got my away from my best friend was Lydia calling from the living room.
"Mommy, I want a baby brother." It was the definition of a demand.
~
After a fruitful dinner of tacos, salsa and chips, Lydia was sent to her bedroom while we watched the press release on TV in the living room. She would have been over the moon to see her father on TV, I didn't want anything reminding her of Cassandra Smythe and so far she hadn't talked about it once. The entire five minutes of questioning my husband was subjected to made me ill. "How much was the ransom?" "Why didn't your wife join you here tonight?" "Who was the people/person who had taken your daughter?" "Had she suffered any physical injuries"
It was a nightmare and I had wished I could have been there with him but I couldn't bring myself to leave my daughter. I could barely handle letting her sleep in her room alone. I almost asked myself, who knew where Casandra Smythe was, but it was obvious that Lenny Baker knew. And if I was suspecting correctly, Lenny Baker would know where they were for the rest of his life. It was scary...but I wouldn't fight anyone about it. Especially Sol. Stepping in front of him while he sought revenge and justice wasn't a good idea. No matter what way he was going about doing it.
Olivia and her family stayed until Sol got home. I knew as soon as I saw his face that he didn't want to discuss work, that he was probably buried in up to his head...he didn't want to discuss the press. There was a hunger in his eyes...one that he was directing towards nothing but the tights I had put on this morning. It was a delight, watching him hurry through a few drinks with Olivia's husband.
"Be safe, thank you for coming over." Now, I watched Sol close the front door behind our guests as I stood at the bottom of the staircase, hiding the smile that threatened the corners of my mouth. He turned and the look he gave me had me melting inside. Literally. Like he just might do me right on the bottom of the stairs. "You have no idea how distracted I've been today." He said, reaching up to tug his tie lose. Sexy and determined. Check.
"Why's that, my Love?" I asked, trying soooo damn hard to bite back the smile. You could imagine...I failed, miserably. His eyes narrowed at my humor then and I almost turned around and ran up the stairs.
"Were those your intentions when you dressed this morning...to distract me?"My husband asked then. Really...I'd done yoga this morning in the living room before breakfast. I'd felt bad about slipping so much when Lydia was gone and getting back on track would be a good thing. What fueled my husbands sex drive...Well, that was something he would have to work out with himself.
Of course I didn't say that. What a turn-off. I gasped instead, "I would never." Innocence was feigned and Sol chuckled up at me. I turned around then, tossing back my hair and gave him a come-hither look that had him starting forward.
"Take your time, Mrs. Specter. I'm enjoying the view from down here." He said behind me as I hurried up the stairs. Right, I'm sure he would have preferred I crawled to our bedroom. Our kitten/master days were far behind us. Christ, had I really worn a plug with a tail at the end? I was getting distracted myself.
When we made it to the suite and the door was locked behind us, he was on me in a second, shoving me onto the mattress. His greedy fingers grabbed at the waistband of my tights and he pulled, panties in tow. All the while I smiled up at him. "My fertile window started today." I said when he tossed them away like a bad habit.
"Fuck, that's probably the sexiest thing I've ever heard you say, baby." I highly doubted that. With ease, he flipped me over onto my belly and through the mirror, I watched him work his belt like his life depended on it. He was naked in seconds...seconds and his mouth kissed up the backs of my thighs. I nearly passed out when he sank his teeth into one side of my ass. How sore my bottom lip would by the end of this.
His teeth nipped and his lips kissed as he made a slow journey out of getting where he so 'desperately' wanted to be all day. I almost made a joke but considering my position, I held off on it. "Hmm, we can make a baby in a little while. I'd really just like to put my cock inside of your ass right now." He confessed into my ear. My eyes widened a fraction...I'd not been expecting that. Not at all. An erection so hard and promising rubbed against my bottom and I bit my lip...again. I was a mess and it was barely even the beginning of our night.
"Oh? Mmm, well-"
"Unless you'd like for me to find something for your mouth to do, shut it." He threatened and before I could even laugh he was making his way lower again. Really, I was down for whatever..even if he wanted to play with his straight razor. Thinking about that sharp, shiny metal now had me aching. Look at what he had turned me into.
Damn, was it hot to watch his mouth disappear between my two milky globes.
~
I stared up at the high, domed ceiling the next morning, listening to the birds chirping just outside of the window. I'd put the bird feeder out on the balcony for that exact purpose...to listen to the birds in the morning as I woke. Only difference was, this morning I was wide awake, before the birds had even been...so very aware. "Oh. My. God. Yes." The groan that came from Sol, was every bit approving of my outburst. My head thrashed against the pillows then and I wanted to crawl up the headboard, away from my husband's relentless tongue.
That he did not allow...I was forced to ride the orgasm, thighs trembling, hands pushing at his head that did not budge. "Fuck..."My toes pointed like a fucking ballerinas. He met my gaze, from down there and silently challenged me to try him. I didn't. Not one drop of mercy was given until I felt like I just might melt into our sheets.
"I love watching you squirm." He said in a deep, quiet voice that dripped with arousal. I was sure he did. Actually, I was quite certain. He kissed me then-giving me a taste of myself- and before it even broke he was pushing inside of me. When our kiss was broken, he took his lips on a journey along my jaw and started moving his hips between my legs. God, how did he do that so well? "I told you it would be fun putting a baby inside of you, didn't I." It was hardly a question. I knew it was about to get serious when he reached up and grabbed the top of our headboard for leverage.
My entire body shuddered, half from my lingering climax and half from him shoving deeper inside of me. I cried out-for the birds in return-when he sunk his teeth into my throat and started to fuck the life out of me. I shrank against him and came quickly. I thought it would never end and I was near begging when he reached that same place.
It was hot, quite, and messy. When Sol pulled away, sweat pebbled his skin. It took me a minute to move when he got up from the bed and smirked down at me. "Have a nice day, Mrs. Specter." Every muscles worked under his skin and seeing him completely naked would never grow old.
"You're a devil." I called after him as he went into the bathroom and a second later the shower came on. With legs the equivalent to cooked noodles, I joined him. The shower was quick...an 'I wash your back, you wash mine' thing and we were out in five. Sol was dressing in the closet and I was brushing my wet hair at the vanity when a pounding came at our door. A weak one, but a pounding nevertheless.
"Mommy? Daddy? You know, I'm really getting tired of being locked out every morning!" Lydia's displeased voice was muffled on the other side. Sassy. I couldn't wait to see what else this day entailed.
~Rich~
"I do hope you enjoy seeing your wife squirm as much as I do, Richie." The crooked smile the man with a gold capped tooth gave me had my heart beating wildly against my chest. I could hardly stand to see Lyza tied up to the motel bed and bleeding. Sweat basically dripped down her forehead, wetting her dark hair and she sobbed through a gag he had made from a handkerchief.
I knew that this was the consequences for taking the Specter child. Hadn't I fucking told her this was a bad idea and to choose someone else? But no, Lyza had insisted on her. It just had to be her. Sol Specter was the most wealthiest, had been her justification and only because she had known what I wanted to hear. It was a lie...Sol Specter had been chosen because my ill wife had become obsessed with his brown haired girl.
I tried to beg, through my own gag but it was useless. The man laughed something wicked before he took that knife to her smooth, tanned skin. Skin that I would never have the privilege of touching again. I knew our fate...had known it since the moment gold tooth had busted down the door of the motel room. But I was clinging to the hope that was in Lyza's eyes as she locked gazes with me and her muffled screams filled the room.
I fought and lost against my own restrains. It was a lost cause. I knew that tonight, I would have to sit here and watch until all of the life drained from her dazzling, scared, blue eyes. This was the price we would pay for fucking with what belonged to Specter and I knew that before the night ended...I would just have to accept it and follow my wife to the grave where we would finally be reunited with our Millicent.
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