I studied the piece I had started, the box for Andie, as several different options for it ran through my mind. Sitting at my workbench, I looked up puzzle boxes for inspiration. I was scribbling notes on sizes, designs and wood options when I heard a phone ringing, I got up and jogged down the stairs to find it was coming from Andie’s bag.
“Andie, your phone is ringing.” I grabbed her bag and called out from the back door.
“Thanks, I didn’t hear it from out there.” She smiled at me and my heart fluttered.
I watched as she answered the phone and took the call in the kitchen. Since I was already downstairs, I waited for Brooke in the living room and settled in on the sofa.
My mother poked her head around the living room door and whispered to me, “Hey, it was her divorce lawyer on the phone. I think you two should talk. She’s a little upset. I’ll keep myself out of the way. Give me a shout when you’re done.”
“Okay.” I jumped up and found Andie standing in the hallway with a dazed, tearful look on her face. I didn’t like seeing her upset; I clenched my fists and ground my teeth together.
“Hey you, Mum’s gone to the bathroom. Come sit with me in the living room?” I held my hand out to her.
She looked up the stairs to where my mother had just disappeared. Seeing the coast was clear, walked towards me and grabbed my hand with a grateful smile.
“Are you okay? My mother said that was your divorce lawyer.” I pulled her down onto the sofa next to me.
“Yeah. I hate talking to him. He says that the other side are arguing against what we’ve asked for, but he has a meeting today and is confident that we can get it.” Her lower lip quivered and she wrung her hands in her lap.
“I’m sorry, I can’t imagine how hard this is for you.” Reaching out, I took her hand in mine and rubbed my thumb back and forth over her smooth skin.
“I’ve only asked for the car he bought me for our last anniversary. I said he could keep all the other houses and cars, if he doesn’t come for my clubs.” She paused to dab at her eyes. “I just want it all to be over with.” Her voice was shaky, and I hated seeing her like that.
I wanted to pull her into my arms and never let anyone hurt her ever again. Grinding my teeth together I thought about how I’d like to hunt her ex down and beat the shit out of him for causing her so much pain.
“Hey, come here.” I tugged on her gently and pulled her into my lap. “It will all be okay, I promise. I’m here for whatever you need,” I told her genuinely, kissing the top of her head.
“I know, thank you. Though, you do have something I need.” She looked up at me with a hungry look in her eyes.
Fuck, she was going to get me in trouble with that look. I dipped my head and placed a gentle kiss on her lips which she returned hungrily. I moaned, and she changed position so she was straddling me. She moved her hands quickly all over me, her kisses passionate. My pulse raced, my cock a hard bar of steel; I wanted inside her. Wanted to pleasure her to take away all her pain.
I heard a car outside and bent sideways to look out the window. My ex was just pulling up outside. Perfect fucking timing as always.
“It’s Brooke.”
“I’d better go.”
She kissed me once more, all feather-like, and got up to leave. When I stopped her, she looked at me questioningly.
“Mum, can you grab Charlie a sec while we finish talking?” I opened the door and shouted up the stairs.
“Of course, love. You take your time,” she called down and I closed the door.
“What are you doing?” She gasped and I smirked at her whilst gently moving her so that her back was against the door to the hallway. “I said I wanted to taste you and I’m going to,” I murmured into her ear.
“Right now?” She looked at me wide eyed, her lips slightly parted and her chest heaving.
“Yes, now.” I nudged her legs apart with my hand and slipped it inside her swimsuit. I dragged a finger down over her clit, and she whimpered, and my cock jumped to attention.
I rubbed at her opening; she was already soaked. “You wet for me, baby?” I whispered in her ear.
She nodded, and I slipped two fingers inside her, pumping slowly, and she moaned quietly. With my other hand I reached up, took a fistful of her hair, and pulled back her head, exposing her neck to me. I dragged my lips down her neck leaving a moist trail and nipped at her collar bone as I increased the speed of my fingers.
Andie dragged her head out of my grasp, pulled the neck of my t-shirt to the side and started biting and sucking my shoulder to stop from screaming out. My cock was hard and throbbing almost to the point where it was painful.
“Morgan, I wish it was your cock inside me,” she whispered into my ear.
My cock jumped and I moaned out loud at just the thought of being inside her. I shook my head to clear those thoughts.This time was all about her, making her forget about her divorce through pleasure.
