Chapter 24 Up With The Sun For A Lil More Fun

Lee's House

The sun filtered through the curtains lighting up the scene in Lee's bedroom. Ava's hair once again looked like it was trying to eat them alive. He chuckled softly trying not to wake her as he carefully brushed the hair out of her face. He simply stared at her for awhile, content knowing they wanted the same things. This beautiful young woman was going to be the mother of his children. He sighed as he realized he'd have to formally ask Barney for his blessing before proposing. It was just the way he was raised. His mother would flay him alive if he didn't.

He ran a hand down her body and rubbed circles on the skin of her hip. She wiggled a bit before her eyes fluttered open. She smiled widely at seeing him awake. Her smile turned to a smirk when she felt his length poking at her stomach.

"Good morning," she said huskily before stretching her back like a cat.

"Good morning love," he said before kissing her sweetly.

"How are you feeling this morning?" he asked after he'd pulled away.

"Better than I have in…. well… ever?" she said smiling and shrugging.

A proud look formed on his face, "Oh really?"

She smirked and chuckled lightly, "If you were a peacock you'd have your feathers all puffed out showing off your plumage."

He smirked back at her before leaving a lingering kiss on her lips, "Do you like my plumage?"

He gasped before a groan was ripped from him as she gripped his length and purred, "I love everything about you Lee."

"You plan on showing me?" he asked.

She simply smirked and hiked a leg over his hips. She straddled his lap, barely resting her pussy on the side of his length. She leaned down and captured his lips. He gripped her hips tightly and groaned again as she rubbed against him again.

"You'll be the death of me."

"At least we'll die happy."

She worked herself against him until he was coated in her wetness. They both moaned at the contact. For once his patience wore out and he rolled her over. He slipped two fingers gently inside of her and scissored them a bit to test how she felt. When she moaned and arched into him her moisture increased.

"Don't even need any prep time this morning love," he growled into her ear.

"Don't wanna be prepped," she gasped as he marked her neck again, "Want you inside of me pounding me into the mattress."

He growled louder making delightful shivers race down her spine. He lined himself up and entered as fast as he could without hurting her. When he was all the way in he took a moment to collect himself and simply bask in the pleasure of being inside her. She was so warm and practically dripping wet. Everything was different with her. He'd always religiously used condoms, but with her it hadn't been a thought in the same galaxy. Skin to skin he was more aware of her. Everything was more sensitive. He was fully aware of such consequences but they'd agreed last night what they wanted.

He couldn't wait to watch her stomach swell with his child. Gunnar had walked around like the proud papa he was when he found out Dixie was pregnant. He strutted about like he was the first man to get a woman knocked up.

She shivered as he stilled, buried deep inside her. She loved the feeling of wrapping around him. He was always warm enough to leave the blankets off and she felt truly safe in his arms. She wiggled her hips when he still hadn't moved.

Her ex had always wore a condom. She liked the feeling of Lee skin to skin. It felt more intimate. More permanent. She buried her face in his neck right before he started to thrust into her. He started out slow until he built up to the rhythm he now knew she liked. He pulled her legs tighter around his waist and angled her hips up so he could hit that sweet spot he'd discovered the night before. At the first hit, her back arched into him and a throaty moan escaped her throat.

"How did you find that so fast?" she gasped out.

He smirked proudly, "I'm a fast learner and I remember the important things. Darling you are very important to me."

He continued to thrust into her as he peppered her neck with nibbles, licks, and marks.

"I plan on showing you just how important every day you'll let me," he groaned out as she fluttered around him.

"Keep talking," she stuttered out.

"You like the talking or the accent?" he asked for confirmation.

"Both," she mewled out a bit, "I love when your accent gets thick and how you talk to me."

"Do you want me to tell you what I plan on doing to you Darlin?" he asked as he thrusted again.

"Yes!" she moaned out as his mouth lowered to a breast.

He gently bit her nipple before sucking it into his mouth to sooth it. She bucked up at the bite and couldn't stop the shiver that jolted thru her.

He let go of her breast, "I'm going to pound into you just the way you wanted me to last night. I'm going to make you cum all over my cock and then I'm going to get at least one more out of you."

He turned his attention to her other breast and she grasped his head to hold him there.

"That was fucking hot," she moaned as she felt the tell tale signs of her orgasm.

He bit down on her other breast gently making her tip over the edge and squeeze his cock tightly. He watched her face while her eyes rolled and her cheeks flushed. After a bit she seemed to go limp and her eyelashes fluttered.

"That's one love," he said smirking, "If you turn around and get on your hands and knees I'll gladly give you more."

She whimpered in need and tried to get up. He pulled out making her whine in disappointment. He helped her turn around and he urged her to put a pillow under her stomach to make her more comfortable. He lined himself back up and thrust into her to the hilt. She mewled loudly as her knees wobbled a bit.

"You ever done this Darlin?" he wanted to know.

He needed to know.

She shook her head no.

"Good," he growled out before leaning over her until his chest touched her back, "Because I'll be the only one who does this. If I'm yours then you're mine."

She let out a long throaty moan, "Mine."

"That's right," he growled lowly in her ear as he started pounding into her, "I'm all yours. My body, my love, my cock. All yours. And this pussy is all mine. What do you want me to do?"

"Keep pounding me," she murmured almost incoherently, "Your pussy. My cock. Yeeees! More!"

"Anything for you love," he whispered in her ear making her smile.

His balls slapped against her clit with every thrust making her arms shake and her moans louder. She could already feel another orgasm building to it's crescendo. He groaned into her shoulder and leaned forward to suck on her neck. He bit down lightly pushing her over that final edge and she clenched down hard enough to push him over as well. He thrust into her a few more times before staying buried inside of her while he shot his seed into her womb.

It would be a long while before they even thought about leaving the bed.

New Orleans Airstrip

Mike Spears stepped down the stairs of his father's private jet and made his way to the limo that waited for him. His crew climbed in after him and they made their way to the local Hilton hotel. He'd booked the best rooms for him and his men. He licked his lips at the chance of getting between Ava's legs again. Tho at this point any hot woman would do. He wondered what it would feel like choking the life out of her as he came. Unless he wanted to hide her somewhere to keep her from his father she was a dead woman. Some small area in his cold heart warmed at the idea of keeping her. He'd always wanted a pet.

Once the crew was unpacked he had them bring a less conspicuous car down to the lobby for him. He was going alone for this one. Ms. Lacy Cunningham was a stunner after all. He'd love to bend her over her dining table and take her from behind. He'd never gotten real adventurous with Ava. Maybe that's why his gaze lingered. He tried to act too normal for her. What he really wanted to do was tie her up and have her in every hole possible until she passed out. When she woke he'd do it again. He'd make her beg for mercy and maybe then she'd be obedient enough to bring home.

He shook himself from those thoughts and tried to concentrate on his charming persona for his woman of the night. He pulled up in front of her house and looked at it a moment. He noticed movement inside and grinned. It looked like she was dolling herself up for a night out. He opened the car door and got out before closing the door again. He walked towards the house and knocked when he reached the door. It was soon opened and Lacy looked up at the attractive man before her.

Well she thought it was definitely an improvement. She had been planning on going out to a club to find someone to scratch her itch but maybe she could convince this man she was worth a romp or two. His watch was expensive and his clothes screamed rich.

"Can I help you?" she asked fluttering her lashes.

"You look like you were about to go out. I'm sorry for the intrusion. My name is Mike and I was wondering if you could help me?"

She smiled wider and let him in. He smirked at how easy this was going to be. He looked around and took in the leather sofa. Perhaps he'd bend her over that later. He turned to her and noticed the lust in her eyes.

"I'm Lacy, what can I help you with?"

"I was actually wondering why you were looking up Ava Ross?" he said while giving her an obvious look over.

Her features pinched in slight anger but she reined it in, "I was actually looking for her boyfriend."

She purposely left off the ex, "I thought he'd want to know she was cheating on him."

"Oh really?" he asked as a flash of anger jolted thru his system, "I'm her ex actually, but looking at you I think I've found better."

She smiled sweetly up at him, "Well she happens to be with MY ex, but I would love to talk to you about that. She hit me for no good reason. I think her mind has cracked."

"Would you happen to want a little vengeance my dear?" he asked grinning evilly.

Her smile widened, "Oh I would."

He leaned closer to her making her let out a small moan, "Perhaps you'd like a little something else as well?"

"Please," she begged pathetically before he captured her mouth.

Next Morning Lacy's House

Lacy woke first and tried not to let out a whimper at all her sore spots. The man had been almost brutal with her in just about any place or position she could imagine. He'd first bent her over the couch and had her from behind. He hadn't even taken her clothes off. He'd hiked up her dress, pushed her panties aside, and went at it. Not much foreplay either. He did just enough to get her wet and then pounded her in any position and speed he wanted until he popped. Her small trash can by the bed was littered with condom packets. She'd only gotten off a few times, he'd had many more than her. He'd left bruises where he'd gripped her hips and thighs hard. She snuck out of the bed and into the shower. Her stomach dropped as she felt him enter the shower behind her.

Lee's House Same Time

Thankfully Ava had texted Barney that she was spending the weekend with Lee. Poor guy would've thought they were kidnapped or something. Lee and Ava spent most of their time in bed, but not just making love. They talked about growing up and what their mom's were like. They were both only children with a cousin they were close to. His mom was living in England and he was due to visit soon. Her eyes lit up at the opportunity to visit another country. He wanted his mother to meet her after he proposed. If there wasn't a ring on her finger when they met he'd nag him to death until there was. He wanted to do this on his own thank you very much. For all he complained, he loved his mother and would kill anyone who threatened her. Not that she couldn't take care of herself. A former spy for England she was well versed in subterfuge and kicking ass without putting a single wrinkle in her dress.

That evening they decided to shower and head back to Barney's. Wouldn't want to make him worry too much.

Note: I hope I captured Lee's devotion. In the movies he was so loyal to Lacy and he was 'pussywhipped' I believe they called him. I see Lee as being just as dedicated to any woman who's captured his heart. With his past with Lacy tho he'll tend to be a bit possessive, but Ava thinks it's quite a turn on from good Mr. British.

Also trying to get the rest of the plot moving now that I seem to have the writer's block temporarily lifted.