Underestimated Too(114)

“I can’t believe you did this. You went to Rebecca? How did you convince Justin’s parents to bring him here?”

“Actually, Justin was the easy one. He wanted to see you too, and he’s got some pretty awesome parents.”

“He does, doesn’t he?”

“Rebecca was the one that gave me fits. I thought she was going to shoot me at her door.”

“You went to her house?”

“Yes, and she called the cops on me. Luckily, I had her calmed down before they got there, and she told them it was misunderstanding.”

I could see Rebecca doing that. I was sure she hated Drew more than anyone on earth. I didn’t see that changing, but a lot of strange things happened to me that I would have never predicted.

Drew kissed me with a long, deep, passionate kiss that brought out emotions in us both, the fucked up kind that nobody could understand but him or me.

“I need to punish you,” he begged in a desperate tone to my lips.

YES!

I knew Drew wasn’t asking for an erotic ass spanking over his lap. He needed more than that. Call it what you will, but I needed that too. It’s what we did, it’s what we were together, and I don’t expect anyone to understand it. I didn’t understand it myself so there was no way I could explain it.

Okay, maybe I didn’t need that. The first lash from his leather belt caused me to scream. It hurt. It hurt like hell and my ass was suddenly on fire. “Shhh,” he quieted me, rubbing my ass with the palm of his hand. I needed to lie down. I needed to be across the bed where I could stuff the covers in my mouth and hold them tight in my fisted hands. Drew wouldn’t let me. I had to hold on to the foot of the bed, legs spread while I took five thrashings, leaving welts for sure. I could already feel them.

After a long drawn out, screwed up as hell foreplay period, Drew used the electrical current on my clit, sending me to instant orgasm, almost. It wasn’t until he fucked me in the ass, reaching around to my clit that he finally let me come.

“You have no idea how much I love you,” Drew panted, hot breaths to my back. I loved him too. I loved him more than I could comprehend myself.

“I’m still not getting pregnant yet,” I exhaustedly assured him.

“We’ll see.”

I smiled at his response and fell asleep happy with Drew’s hand covering my still burning ass.

***



I should have called off the whole operation. Things were going great. I couldn’t have been happier had my life depended on it. Our last session with Deidra was even good. We laughed and joked about silly things Nicholas was learning, and she talked to us more about our cycle. We were breaking it, Drew was breaking it, and together we were doing it.

I spent the morning sitting on Drew’s lap, creating a Facebook account. I wanted to keep up with Justin’s sports, talk to him, and send him messages whenever I wanted. That was a big step for Drew. I was sure I would still have to let him see who I was talking to, but I didn’t mind that. I would talk to Alicia, Justin, my mom, and Caroline. Even Rebecca, I couldn’t wait to see the pictures of her daughter and watch her grow up. Caroline was so excited that I finally got a Facebook account.

“Oh, Starlight!” I exclaimed, placing my fingers on the home row. I knew she had a profile. I’d seen her on it talking to her daughter and sister.

Drew placed his hands over mine stopping me. I looked over my shoulder, knowing what he was going to say.

“Do you have to do that?”

“You don’t like Starlight?”

“I like her just fine. I’m just not sure I want you associating with your old life in Maine anymore.”

“I spent the whole day with Starlight the last time she was here. You didn’t mind it then?”

“I did mind. That was hard for me, and that was here not Maine. Go ahead,” he offered, trying not to be that man. I smiled and stopped. Baby steps. Drew knew that once I added Starlight, I would see the post from Dawson and Lauren. That was the two that he really didn’t want me connecting with. I would leave it at that, for now.

Celeste ran me out of the office in the early afternoon, wanting to work. I didn’t mind. Nicholas was getting fussy, ready for a nap anyway.

“Have you talked to Alicia?” I asked, standing with Nicholas. I wanted to know what was going on. I couldn’t wait much longer.

“Yeah, she was taking Vincent to the dentist. Why?” Celeste asked suspicious.

“Oh, yeah. I forgot about that,” I said, leaving them to their work. I couldn’t look at Celeste and keep a straight face.

I spent the whole day, worrying about what happened. Did it work? Did Clay get in? Did he get caught? Was he in jail? No. He couldn’t have gotten caught. It was nearly seven thirty. The bank would have called Drew. He had whatever was in the deposit box. What was in it? What if it was money and he took it and ran? No, he didn’t do that either. Drew wouldn’t hide money there anyway.