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4 years earlier
Mark didn't know which way to turn, stopping Sarah from coming down the stairs, he rushed up grabbing the now screaming baby from her arms, he held her them both to him.
"Sarah darlin you ok there sweetheart?" seeing her tears start to fall, what the hell had happened to them all, and where the fuck was the father of this baby. Helping Sarah down the stairs, he asked her where the milk was.
"kkk,,,attt"
"Sweetheart, take a deep breath, ok darlin look at me, Where's her milk?" pointing towards a door, Mark could only gather it must be the kitchen, walking in he found he fridge. Unsure what he was doing, he went back to Nikki, she was still curled up on the floor, nope he wouldn't get anything out of her. Picking the phone up he called the one person he knew could help him.
"Sara, it's me, You knew damn well what you sent me into didn't ya darlin. No she can't, because she's passed out on the fucking floor!. I have a screaming baby cold milk and I haven't a damn clue what the hell to do, you fed the girls"
"MARK, Calm the fuck down, stick the milk in hot water, keep testing it on your arm till it's warm then feed Katie"
"You knew didn't ya Sara, you fucking knew and you never told me?"
"I knew she had a problem Mark, I didn't know it was that bad. Is Sarah and Katie ok?"
"Yeah darlin, can you get over here?"
"I will fly out it's too far to drive with the girls, we will be over as soon as we can. Mark look after them" hanging up, he knew he would look after them. He just didn't understand what the hell was going on. Finally the milk was ready putting the tip into her mouth she quietened down, giving him chance to look at her. She was beautiful a cute little mouth, button nose, beautiful green eyes, wait green eyes, auburn hair. How old was she? No, Nikki wouldn't have kept that from him no way. Going back into the room, she was out cold, Sarah next to her.
"Sarah sweetheart, have you eaten baby?"
"I had some biscuits Mark" what the fuck, he needed to sort this and now. Calling Vince he explained the situation knowing her Uncle would want to help.
"We will be over tonight Mark, I never knew oh god if only we had known" he could kick himself like Mark he had tried hard to find his niece but nothing. Now they found her he prayed it wasn't too late. Hanging up, he turned to see Nikki coming too, how many times had this happened?. He prayed his baby girl was ok, that they would all be ok.
"Sweetie, your Uncle is coming over" bending down he snuggled the now sleeping baby in his arms, whilst ordering food for them all, after locating a menu on the side.
"Mark?" was she dreaming, oh god, what was he doing here, holding his daughter in his arms. She looked so happy, sleeping there. Was he going to take them, she hoped not. Trying to get up, her head spinning ,as she struggled, on her legs, attempting to walk to the sofa, whilst her body wanted to go the other way.
"Baby girl, what went wrong darlin? What made you drink like this sweetheart" it killed him to see her so broken. So sad, and drained, turning her face to his, she spoke. The words cut through him like a knife.
"You did Mark, you went wrong"
Present Day
Waking up surrounded by warmth and the smell of his cologne, Nikki knew she was back home where she belonged. Trying to get her bearings, she knew she was still on top of her husband, her ass was so sore from his punishment earlier, now she wanted him. Moving out of his strong arms, she stretched, ahhh that was painful, he sure knew how to use his hands in both hurting and loving. Watching him sleep, she saw how younger he looked, how the fear of the last month or so, had lifted from him. This time she prayed they would get through this as a family.
Moving down his body, she could see how she effected him, being close, it was always this way. Ever since that night they had made love, he was always hard for her. Smiling she inched down his body, until her face was level with his pants. Undoing the zip, she gently pulled him out, god he was huge and hard as rock. Slipping him into her warm mouth, she nipped him, as she licked him up and down, feeling him throb in her mouth, tasting the saltiness of his pre cum, her husband was one fuck able man, and all hers. Mark didn't want to wake up, feeling his wife's mouth swallowing his huge cock inside her warm mouth, almost made him come off the bed. When it came to oral she was fantastic, in fact when it came to sex they were fantastic together. She was it for him always had been. His hands gripped the covers, he was so close to coming, slowly opening his eyes, he watched her up and down she licked, deeper and deeper she took him. His body moved with her, he was so close, and it felt so good.
"Fuck Nikki, that's oh god darlin don't stop, don't you dare fucking stop" no way would she stop, seeing her wonderful husband come apart in her arms from her mouth was a sight to behold. Seeing his body arch of the bed, she knew he was close, one more lick and he flew, the saltiness hitting the back of her throat as she swallowed his come, spilling his seed, over and over down her throat, letting him slip from her mouth, after he stopped gushing She licked her lips, making sure no drop was split. Seeing him coming down from his high she watched with a big shit eating grin, yeah she still had it, she could still bring her husband to his knees.
"Fuck…. That… was fuck Nikki, hell darlin" running his fingers through his hair he couldn't remember the last time she had done that. When they first got married they both loved giving oral, but the last month, she had gone off it. He would forget it now, she was too ill at the time, would this be different?. Would they get through this, he hoped so, he really did as there was no way he was losing her again. No fucking way.
4 years ago
"baby girl, come on let's get you some coffee" guiding her shaking body into the kitchen, he settled her in the chair as he put the coffee maker on. Looking around it was a tip, a fucking mess, this wasn't Nikki, not his little one, she was stronger than this.
"Sarah honey, you go get a shower ok darlin. Do you have any clean bedwear?" seeing her nod, he was glad she was at least keeping on top of that.
"FOR FUCKS SAKE CALAWAY WHAT THE HELL DO YOU TAKE ME FOR?"
"TRUTH DARLIN A DRUNK, A LOWLIFE STINKING DRUNK WHO HAS NO RIGHT WHATSOEVER TO SAY ANYTHING TO ME"
"Sarah upstairs now" he waited until she had gone up then turned to Nikki.
"You need to talk and now!"
"Fuck you Calaway, you can't walk into my home and take over"
"Your home, your home look at the fucking mess Nikki, take a good look darlin, you have a 7 year old who is feeding herself, a baby who is how old Nikki?" oh fuck she so didn't want to go there.
"I SAID HOW FUCKING OLD NIKKI?"
"Katie is almost three months" she whispered, it hit him, she was his, she had to be. No way would Nikki have slept around, not after what they had shared.
"Fuck! She's mine isn't she?" Nikki ignored him, if she did this long enough may be he would disappear. Slamming his hand down on the table, she looked up at him.
"ISN'T SHE?"
"Yes, Mark, she's yours"
"You fucking bitch" hearing the door bell go, he walked out of the kitchen, holding his daughter tight to him, he had missed her birth, the first three months of her life. Nikki was going to pay, how could she do this to him, to Katie. Why hadn't she called him told him, he would have come running, problem with Mark is he loved her. Loved her so damn much, and he was going to support her, be there for her, help her build her life up. The only problem he could see was keeping it from Michelle, after all he was marrying her in a few months, at the moment his priority was his daughter, Sarah and most importantly the woman he loved Nikki.
