C. Brown - Compromising

“Alex, I love you. I don’t really know what to say because I feel like I lost my mom a long time ago.”

“But you see, Blondie, you haven’t. No matter what, that piece of shit woman is still here, and I will never see my mom’s face again. I will never hold her…never speak to her. I’ve lost the first woman I ever loved, and seeing your mom drives that hurt and animosity deeper inside of me.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t hate me. I’ve told you I’m going to fuck up, and I know I did today, but everything I felt came out, and goddammit it felt good.”

I laughed. He was so concerned with me and my reaction to him that it was making him a tad bit paranoid. “Let’s see…I have your ring on my finger and your baby in my belly. Even if I did hate you, I don’t think it would last too long.”

He pulled me in and his lips met mine with passion and intensity as his hand fisted through my hair. Alex was hurting, and I was the only thing that would ease that hurt. I relished my role. Whatever he needed, I was happy to provide.

“I love you, Blondie. I love you more than anything on this fucking planet.”

I nodded. “Do what you need, Alex. I’m yours. I’m at your disposal.”

Without another word spoken, Alex lifted me from my feet and carried me off to our bedroom where he gently laid me down on the bed before undressing and having his way with me.

It had become apparent that Cassie knew me better than I knew myself. She was able to peer into me, pull out of me what I felt was better suppressed. As awful as it was wishing death on her mom, I felt better getting it out. It didn’t make me feel completely better, but it was weight off my shoulders, and that was definitely welcomed.

Laying her down and undressing her, I took in her beautiful and growing form. There was a small and growing bump, highlighting what we had been able to create together. My hands were drawn to it, gently running over the bump and feeling the love of the little one that I had yet to meet.

“I’m so fucking lucky to have you, Blondie. You have no idea.” I removed my shirt, then unfastened my pants, pulling them and my boxer briefs down in one quick swoop. Cassie’s eyes shut, her mouth opening ever so slightly as I worked my hands up her thighs and into the hem of her lacy panties. “You know how to make me happy, don’t you?”

She nodded her head, then reached out for me, latching onto my head and pulling me down towards her warm and deliciously moist center. I couldn’t wait to get back inside of her, but first things first, I had to get her good and worked up, making sure that when I got inside she’d crumble from the feel of it alone. It had been a while since Cassie had been interested in sex, and the excitement that filled me at the moment left me fearful that I wouldn’t last long when I finally got the chance to get back inside.

I worked her panties down her leg, then kissed my way back up. Her scent filled my senses, making my cock jump in excitement. I saw Cassie’s perfectly pink center and my tongue dived in. Cassie’s legs buckled at my intrusion, a shrill scream filling the room as I held tight. My tongue licked and swirled around to taste every inch of her. She tasted just as delicious as before, even more so since there was a distinct difference about her. There was no meal on earth more fulfilling or satisfying that what I had at the moment.

I swirled my tongue inside, pulling back occasionally and sucking her sweet juices as they began to flow. Her legs began to tremble, signaling her release was near, but there was no way that I wanted her coming without me buried deep inside of her. I moved to my knees, then held her legs open and pulled her towards me.

“Time to make you come undone, Blondie.”

She didn’t respond, instead shutting her eyes and biting down forcefully on her bottom lip. I slid into her, blowing out a long, hard breath as I settled in. The tight fit of her pussy, her walls clenching down on me, sent shock waves coursing through my body. I wasn’t sure how long I’d last, but that didn’t matter. I needed her, and thankfully, she was there…all mine for the taking.

Holding her thighs in my hands, I rocked her to and fro, giving my cock the satisfaction it had been craving for too long. Cassie was the cure for everything wrong in my world, and the physical closeness of me deep inside of her solidified that. Her hands gripped her hair, fisting tightly as her head began to thrash side to side. Her soft moans grew to harsh, laboring pants. She shouted a few orders and demands, making me pick up the pace and work her into a frenzy.

I dug deeper, feeling like I could reach the depths of this beautiful girl and it still wouldn’t be enough. Droplets of sweat filled my hands, causing to me to lose my grip on her thighs, but I readjusted, then pounded harder and deeper into her until the trembling could be felt in my own body. I bit down on my own lip, feeling the coming explosion beginning to take over.

“Come for me, Blondie. I’m coming!”

In almost perfect unison, Cassie and I cried out our release, coming undone together. I stilled, filling her with a violent release that left me completely spent. Careful of her belly, I leaned down and kissed her before falling to her side.

She turned to face me, a coy smile spreading across her lips. “I think someone is feeling better.”

“You always make me feel better, babe. Always.”

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Two days later, my grandma, Adriana, and Abel were packing their bags to make the trek back down to Santa Ana. It had felt good having them around, even if it were only for a short time. Adriana had spent time with Jensen, which I fucking hated, but Cassie was teaching me to mind my own business and allow her to be her own person. I had always been the authority in Adriana’s life, and it was hard giving that up, but we agreed to disagree on Brandon Jensen.

“You take care of your mama. Okay, little man?”

“I will, Nino.”

I held Abel in my arms, kissing his forehead before placing him down on his feet. He immediately ran to the door, like he couldn’t wait to get out of there.

“I love you, Abuelita.”

“Te amo, Alejandro. You take care of Cassie,” she ordered, her finger up in my face.

Laughing, I brought her in for a hug. It amazed and pleased me that she had put her earlier reservations away and had accepted Cassie wholeheartedly. Losing my mom made me realize that all of the women in my life needed to be one functioning unit, not a fractured mess splitting me every which way.

She walked over to Cassie and enveloped her in a hug, whispering something in her ear that made Cassie laugh. I made a mental note to ask Cassie about it later.

“Call us when you make it home, Adriana. This is a long, shitty drive.”

“I will. Thanks for opening your home to us. Love you guys.”

Adriana and Cassie hugged, holding on to one another before Adriana pulled back and rubbed Cassie’s belly. “I love you already, little one.”

“It’s a girl,” I quipped.

“Shut up, Alex. You don’t know.” She turned my way and hugged me, holding on longer than necessary and whispering in my ear, “I hope it’s a girl too…a little Imelda growing in there.”

We were in sync. I felt the same way.

When the house was empty, I grabbed Cassie a tall glass of water and sat her down in the living room. Nat and Riley had gone snowboarding in Big Bear for a couple of days, leaving Cassie and me peacefully alone.

“Sit down. I have something I want to do for you.” I ran down the hallway into our room, pulling out my guitar and taking it back out to the living room where Cassie sat.

Her eyes lit up when she saw it. “What are you playing for me?”

“Whatever you want, Blondie. What are you and my little girl in the mood for?”

She sat thinking, tapping her temple to exaggerate the act. “How about Wonderwall by Oasis?”

I strummed the chords as Cassie sang the words. We went through a few more songs before the perfect song crept into my head, making me stop and stare up into the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen. After a slight pause, I began strumming the chords for the beginning of Sweet Annie by Zac Brown Band. I’d heard the song in my truck on the way to work one morning and immediately placed myself and Cassie into the lyrics, then played it over and over again. Tears filled Cassie’s eyes as she listened to me play. The song was us to a tee. I never wanted to spend another day apart because I had found everything I needed in her.

“You know my emotions are all over the place. Why would you play that song?” she asked through sniffles.

When I’d finished, I dropped the guitar and took her in my arms, kissing her over and over again. “That song was written for us, Blondie. You’ve put up with me, saw me through some bad times, and you’re still here. I don’t know how else to show my love and appreciation.”

No words were spoken as she took my face in her hands and kissed me, pressing her plump lips to mine.

We cuddled on the couch together, Cassie in front, me behind with my hand affixed to her belly. This was perfection at its finest, and there was nothing in the world that would ever take this away.

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The next day, our momentary peace and quiet was no more. Riley and Nat came barging through the door, screaming their asses off at one another. Cassie was in our room sleeping. She’d had a rough night and finally caught a break, so I’d put her to bed, hoping she could sleep now to make up for her restlessness the night before.

“What the fuck is wrong with you two? Cassie is sleeping.”

“Ask your boy, Chris, Mr. Fucking Popular on the Mountain.”

The look on his face showed amusement while her’s showed wrath. I could tell this would be an interesting story that I’d side with Riley on, further pissing Nat off.

“Well, what happened?” I asked, unable to contain my laughter. It was funny seeing cute, little Nat angry as a fucking bull and ready to charge.

“Well, she is mad—”

“Shut up, Chris. Anyway, I’m pissed off at your boy here because the second I leave his side, he’s got bitches for days lining up to be around him. One bitch even kissed him. I yanked her ass by those fake, bleached blonde extensions of hers, then let them fall in the snow to keep her ass away from my man.”

I burst out laughing. Picturing Nat grabbing some chick by her hair and screaming in her face, was much too comical to hold it in.

“What did you do, asshole?”

“I laughed. But then I grabbed Nat since Bridgette was ready to go toe to toe.”

“Yeah, and we got asked to leave the resort. Your boy thought it was funny the entire way home, but I didn’t think so. If I could have snatched that bitch’s lips off her face, I would have done it.”

Cassie’s voice could be heard from our bedroom, making me frown over in the fighting fucktard’s direction. “You two assholes woke her up. She didn’t sleep at all last night.”

“Alex, she’s pregnant, lay off of her. I think you’ve done enough.”

“Man, get your chick. Go fuck this aggression out of her while I go and tend to mine.”

Nat flipped me the bird as I walked past her and into the room where Cassie was sitting up with her phone in her hands. My smile immediately faded as I took in her expression.

“What’s the matter?”

“Just got a text from Taylor.”

That was the last thing I wanted to hear. I didn’t know that fucking girl, but I disliked her immensely. She was a fucking thorn in my side, even from far away.

“You woke up for a text, Cassie? Jesus Christ, get some damn sleep.”

“I was already awake, Alex.”

“Fine. What did the bitch want?”

“Alex!”

“Fine. What does she want?”

She swallowed, looking at the phone again, then back at me. “My mom is in the hospital. She overdosed on pills.”

I felt nothing for Emmalyn. She’d been on a pill binge for far too long, so hearing of her overdose did nothing but confirm for me what I thought would eventually happen to her anyway. “What else did she say?”

“Alex, don’t be so callous.”

“What the fuck do want me to say, Cassie? This has been a long time coming.”

“Nothing, it doesn’t matter.”

She was pissed, and her attitude concerning my attitude was doing nothing but further pissing me off. We were circling the wagons, accomplishing nothing. “If Taylor texted you to make you feel guilty, it’s fucking working. Your mom is a poison…a cancer. You have a responsibility to nurture our daughter, and I’m not letting anyone jeopardize that.”