"My Mother's Wife"
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Fanfiction is still not tallying the number of views for individual chapters and total views. It is frustrating because I was about to surpass 400,000 views and 140,000 visitors. These numbers are important to me because they show that Emaya is still relevant! But now I don't have that proof in writing because of this issue with Fanfiction. However, withholding the chapter punishes you and it's not your fault. But I would appreciate your reviews. They do mean something to me. And right now it's the only way I can gauge how many people are reading my stories. And as always thank you to those who will take the time to review! ;)
You thought the last chapter was too short! Hahahaha! It was over 3,000 words! That's more than enough!
So let's see, Emily said yes; Maya isn't giving up; Alison handled the cops and now she needs to retain a lawyer just in case; Max isn't going to die but he has a long road of recovery ahead; the District Attorney will be asking questions; Marcus will somehow get involved; Lily finds a document that concerns her future so what will she do about it; and will there be a wedding…
Rated M for Mature Content.
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Emily POV
Damn it Maya! Still, I can't stop thinking about you! Still I want to leave here and fuck you! I pour another. How do you manage to have this hold over me! I pour another. All I see are the images of the two of us fucking, images I can't let go of! Those images I want to keep forever!
"Damn you Maya St. Germain!"
Narrator POV
Max is all bruised and battered with IVs in his arms and breathing tubes in his nose, he smiles a smile that says he will survive but there are others who may not…
Chapter 14: I Want What I Want
Emily POV
I wake up with a blistering headache. Angel is already gone and when I look at my clock I can see it's nine. And when I get out of bed and look outside I realize its nine o'clock at night! Shit! I slept the whole day away! Fuck!
I check around but no one's here. I'm guessing Lily went to Lauren's and Angel, well, it's not like I gave her a reason to be home. So I get in the shower and it feels really good. It's like all the yuck from drinking is washing away down the drain. I lather up unable to keep from thinking about her. My legs get weak but I hold steady. No matter how angry I am about Alison I need to see her. I need her to tell me what's going on. I need Maya…
I brush my teeth and my chalky tongue rinsing repeatedly with minty mouthwash. I dress in a tight black wrap around dress that has a low neckline with black heels. I dab a bit of perfume with a subtle flowery scent between my breasts. My makeup is done for an evening look and my hair drapes over my shoulders all wavy and sexy. She won't be able to take her eyes off me!
I go to where I'm sure she'll be, the Atlantis. I walk in, heads turn, maybe even a few whistles. I don't care. I'm not interested in that kind of attention. I'm only interested in her attention. She's at the bar flirting like she does but that's part of the attraction. It speeds up my heart rate and my adrenaline. I stroll over to the bar. She sees me. She eye sexes me. She walks over to me. I'm leaning across the bar. She's leaning across the bar. It's louder than usual. I can barely hear myself think. She leans in nearer to me to talk close to my ear.
"What are you having?" She asks, her lips grazing my earlobe.
I lean closer too, "I'll have a bottle of your best Chardonnay—"
She moves slightly away, "A bottle?"
I pull the collar of her shirt towards me, "You didn't let me finish." She tilts her head exposing her ear to my lips, "I'll have a bottle of your best Chardonnay and you."
She pulls back, "Emily."
"I want what I want."
I can see she's reading my lips as it's difficult to hear. She uncorks the wine and grabs two glasses. She leaves the bar area handing the bottle to me so she can take my arm bringing me to a dark quiet booth in the back of the Atlantis.
I slide in and she slides in after me, our bodies touching ever so slightly. She pushes my hair behind my ear and whispers, "I thought you never wanted to see me again so what are you doing?"
She pours the wine. I take a sip.
I slip her hair behind her ear and say, "I'm trusting you."
I dare to kiss her lips and she doesn't stop me.
Then my lips brush against her ear and say, "I want you to fuck me."
Her lips graze my temple and she says, "And where am I supposed to fuck you?"
My lips stay close, "Meet me at the gym."
"It's closed."
"I know."
And I swear I'd fuck her right here and right now in front of all these people that's how badly I have to have her.
"Do you have any idea how hot you're making me right now?" Her eyes dip to my cleavage.
"As hot as I feel." My chest heaves and her eyes widen then focus back on mine.
We get up from our booth. I grab the wine but leave the glasses.
"Don't make me wait."
I use the master key to get in. Only the emergency lights are on as it's past eleven at night. I take a long drink from the bottle and walk over to the calm water. I take off my clothes, placing the bottle next to the stairs and immerse myself in the heated pool. I do a lap and upon my return I see a figure in the doorway. I stop, wading, keeping myself afloat with my arms waving across the clear liquid and my feet gently kicking beneath it. With each step the shadow takes, a piece of clothing comes off. I can see her beautiful naked silhouette as she moves closer and then steps slowly into the shimmering water. She takes a sip from the bottle and swims to me. I swim away making her chase me. She's fast. We're closer to the shallow end of the pool, maybe four feet deep. I stand up, the water trickles over my taut nipples dripping into the pool. She licks her lips then licks my nipples as she rises to her feet.
"Emily."
"Shh. Don't. Just fuck me."
Her hand slips under the water between my legs rubbing me fiercely as our lips crash and our tongues tease. I grasp the edge of the pool arching my back as her lips travel down my neck to my breasts. She inhales my perfumed scent. Then she sucks on me while looking into my eyes and her fingers plunge into my pussy! She moves her fingers aggressively in and out making me yelp and shriek and ooo and ahh and yes and Maya! Her other hand clutches my breast squeezing firmly so my nipple is extended as far out as it can go and her lips capture it sucking and licking and flicking and biting!
I'm cumming! I can feel it! My screams echo through the enormous room and I shake in her arms. She doesn't let go of my nipple. She doesn't take her fingers away. She keeps fucking and sucking and I think I might cry in ecstasy! She's revving me up, my adrenaline is pumped! And then she withdraws her hand and I swear a flood of cum pours into the pool. She takes my hips and I help her lift me onto the ledge so her mouth can fuck my pussy vigorously! I lean back onto my forearms. My hips buckle slamming into her mouth and she holds steady sucking me off!
Her tongue slips inside. She swirls it around and pokes it back in. She pulls my pussy lips with her teeth ever so gently sending waves of euphoria throughout my body! I watch her. She's so fucking sexy! Her mouth ravages me and I scream and moan and grab her hair forcing her mouth to stay there! She presses my thighs down as my orgasm is forcing my legs to close on her! But she holds steady not stopping, making me wince in pleasure. I practically fall back into the pool as wave after wave of orgasms course through my body! My pussy pulsates over and over against her mouth, that incredibly sexy mouth! Mine hangs open with nothing coming out as I'm trying desperately to control my body from spasming!
She swims away from me and as soon as I get the feeling back in my legs I swim after her pressing her against the wall in the deep end. Her back is to me as I grab the ledge and reach around her front stroking her pussy madly!
"Emily. Mmm. Uh uh!"
"I need to fuck you Maya," I say with a seductive depth to my voice.
I pull my hand back slipping my fingers into her pussy from behind. She holds onto the pool's edge for dear life as I slam into her from behind! I want her to only want me! I want her to only think about me! I'm trusting her! I'm trusting her! I'm trusting her! And with each thought of trusting her I fuck her harder and harder until her pussy swells and her juices flow! I slow my rhythm so she can catch her breath and then I say to her,
"Climb up."
We use the stairs in the deep end to get out of the pool I grab a towel laying it out. I stretch my body out over it and signal Maya to straddle my face.
"Oh baby, I like when you want what you want."
I smile.
I need to taste her pussy so badly! I crave it! She slips right over my mouth so easily. I suck and lick and look up at her beautiful eyes. My hands sneak under her so I can press her closer to my lips. I have to have her. I have to have her!
We fuck in the shower. We make out while we redress. We chug from the wine bottle and make out some more. She's leaning against her locker and I'm leaning against her.
"I fucking want you every day. I just don't know how to have you."
"Tell Angel no."
"I have to have you," I redirect.
"You do."
"What about her?" I question with a twinge of jealousy.
"Her who?"
"Alison."
"She and I have something we have to deal with. You have to forget you saw us."
"Why do you keep insisting that I do that?"
"Do you want to have me?"
"You know I do."
"Then you can't ask me that question again."
"Damn it Maya!"
"Emily, you said you're trusting me."
I go to push away from her but she grabs me, now I'm against the locker.
"Trust me."
"Okay," I say not looking at her.
She lifts my chin, "Say you trust me."
My eyes shift everywhere around me until I finally cave and look at her, "I trust you."
She smiles and kisses me a warm, sweet, loving kiss.
When our lips part she says, "I know you love me."
And it pisses me off that I do!
"Tell Angel you're not going to marry her."
I nod over and over but all I want is her to be kissing me right now. She senses my will and seals her lips to mine. Our hands move all over our bodies and I swear our clothes are going to come off again but she stops. There's this mischievous look in her eyes that makes my mouth drop and my breathing escalate. Her fingers lift my dress and she squats down between my legs. She moves my panty aside and licks my pussy. She sucks it and slurps it! And I bite my lower lip as my eyelids get heavy and I need all my strength to stay upright. I cream into her mouth and she mmm's in delight!
She stands up kissing my mouth with my taste all over her lips and says, "Your pussy is mine. You belong to me."
I know she's right. I only want Maya to fuck me. I have to tell Angel. I have to tell her right now…
The Penthouse
It's after two in the morning by the time I get back to the penthouse. Angel still isn't home but Lily is.
As I walk by the lounge area she startles me, "Emily."
"Huh! Lily you scared me. What are you doing sitting in the dark like that?"
"Waiting for you."
"Me? Why what's wrong?" I turn on a table lamp and sit on the couch next to her.
"Oh nothing. Mom's been with Mrs. DiLaurentis all day and I'm guessing all night. She must still be in her office."
"Do you know what's going on?"
The hair on the back of my neck stands on end. What is up with the St. Germain women and this Alison DiLaurentis creature!
"You don't look happy."
"I don't trust Mrs. DiLaurentis."
"Oh, so you don't know what happened."
"What do you mean?"
"Mr. DiLaurentis is in the hospital and the police are asking his wife a lot of questions. She came to mom to get a lawyer."
"How do you know all this?"
"I listen when people don't think I am."
"You waited up all night to tell me this."
"No. I waited up all night to tell you to marry mom and forget about Maya."
"What?"
"Where were you all night?"
"Why?"
"Your hair's wettish."
"So."
"So, I went looking for Maya and she's missing too and I bet her hair is wettish like yours."
"Missing? It's a big hotel." I ignore the rest of what she said.
"I bet she turned up when you came home."
"Lily, what do you want?"
"I want you to do what you promised and marry mom."
"Really? Cuz from the sound of this conversation you want me to not marry her."
"You're right. But if she wants this hotel she has to marry you."
"What do you mean?"
"You've been together for two years. You have eight more to go then you and Maya can have each other."
"Eight more years? What are you talking about?"
"Mom was going through some paperwork. Let's just say I took a quick look when she left the room."
"And."
"And, it was your marriage agreement from the courthouse in Nevada and my father's will with part of it in highlights. It states that if something happened to him and Angel remarries then she must remain married for ten years in order to keep the St. Germain estate and fortune."
"What?"
"If you don't stay married then the hotel will revert back to Marcus and his family. Angel will lose everything which means so will I."
"You don't have to worry about anything. That's not a problem."
"Isn't it?"
"For a fifteen year old you've got quite a set on you."
"Stay married to my mother, remarry her, and forget about Maya. Otherwise, Emily, the Edgemont and everything that mom went through to keep it, all her hard work, will have all been for nothing. And our family will have nothing."
"Does Angel know this?"
"She must."
"Then her wanting to get remarried was so she could keep this hotel?"
"Looks that way. I guess you'll both be miserable for the next eight years but I'll be richer than your wildest dreams."
I can't believe this is happening.
"Oh and I guess Uncle Marcus will be making sure the marriage is legit. So, he'll be around quite a bit. No messing around for you."
I dig my fingers into my damp hair pulling it back wondering what the fuck I've gotten myself into.
She gets up, looks down at me and says sarcastically, "Good night, mom."
I wanna smack that smirk right off her face but I can't. I'm fucking her sister. I deserve to be miserable.
Maya POV
I drop by the Atlantis before heading back to my room when a familiar voice calls my name.
"Maya."
I turn around, "Alison? What are you doing here?"
"I live here."
"What?" Rather, what the fuck!
"I just got finished talking with Angel. She got me a lawyer and insisted that I stay here. How could I refuse?"
I can't speak.
"Anyway, there's a lot to be cleaned up at the mansion and I guess it is a crime scene."
Shit! Emily! She's going to see what she wants to see not what really is.
"Did you tell Angel what I did?"
She takes my arm walking me to the bar, "Shh, no one knows you were there and no one has to know."
"You're looking at me like what you meant to say is no one has to know if I do what—?"
"Maya," she brushes my hair from my forehead, "Hmm, damp, did you go for a swim?"
"Alison."
"Okay, I just want to be with you."
"Alison, it's over, you know that."
"Is it?"
"Isn't it?"
Shit!
"I thought we were good Alison."
"I thought you had feelings for me," she says with a pout.
"You know it was just sex."
"It's never just sex and you know that."
Fuck!
"And if I don't go along with this?"
"Look Maya, I know there's someone else. You're in love I can smell it. But she'll never be what you need."
"And what do I need."
"An alibi."
An alibi. That's it! Emily can be my alibi. She can finally leave Angel and we can finally be together. She loves me. She'll lie for me. We'll say we were having an affair and I was fucking her when Max was getting shot up. The cameras in her house were off. She wiped my fingerprints clean. There's no trace of me being there!
"Alison. I'm not going to fuck you."
"We'll just see about that."
She reaches over the bar and grabs a bottle of scotch. She pours a drink for herself and a drink for me. She hands me a glass.
"Cheers," she clinks my glass.
I hold up my drink with a closed mouth smile and toss it down the back of my throat.
Fuck me.
"I'm going to my room now. It's 304, just in case you change your mind," she winks and walks away.
I sit on the stool with my elbows on the bar and my hands keeping my head up, wondering how my life got so fucked up. If only Emily would leave Angel then we could run away and live a carefree life naked on an island somewhere.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Monday Morning at Breakfast
Lily grabs a bagel and rushes off to be driven to school leaving me and Angel in uncomfortable silence. But I can't do this. I have to mention the will but I don't know how so I just blurt it out like I'm ripping off a band aid, quick and to the point.
"Angel, what's this about Michael's will."
"Michael's will? What are you talking about?"
"It's okay. I know. I saw some of your papers lying on the table and I glanced at them. I'm not sure if I read them right so I need to hear it from you."
"You were snooping in my things?"
"If it was snooping I wouldn't be asking you about it now would I?"
"Emily, it's just legal mumbo jumbo."
"So, you won't lose everything if something happens and we don't stay married for ten years?"
She chokes on her coffee. She composes herself before she speaks.
"It's complicated Emily."
"Did you ask me to marry you again so you wouldn't lose the hotel and the St. Germain fortune?"
"Let's be clear, there is no fortune. Everything is invested in this hotel. I borrowed money from the St. Germain estate to pay off Max's shares so I could be rid of him as a silent partner. But now I have to pay Marcus monthly with the hotel's profits. We need to have some really great years so I can pay him back sooner rather than later."
"In ten years?"
"I'm guessing at least five."
"So, once you've paid back Marcus, all the profits from the hotel will be made into the Angel St. Germain fortune."
"It's your fortune too."
"And Will's and Maya's and Lily's."
"Yes."
"And what if we don't make it to ten years Angel?"
She looks at me sternly, "We have to. A St. Germain never gives up!"
I know! I'm fucking Maya! She won't give me up! And I don't want her to!
"Angel?"
"What?"
"Do you love me?"
She puts her hand over mine and says, "When we first met I knew you were special. I fell in love with you. I brought you into my family, but something changed over the past six months. We've grown apart. I asked you to remarry me so we can try to find our love again," she squeezes my hand.
"So asking me to marry you had nothing to do with Michael's will?"
She pulls her hand away, "His will, will always have something to do with it. If we divorce the fortune is gone. I will have nothing for my children. Is that what you want?"
"No, not at all. I understand. I would do the same. But why would he make such a stipulation?"
"I think he set it up like that to protect me from gold diggers. I think he believed if something happened to him and I remarried that I would only remarry for love because of what we shared. I think he thought he was protecting my happiness."
"I think you were right the first time, he was protecting his fortune."
"Can I ask you a question Emily?"
"Yes."
"Do you love me?"
But before I can answer the penthouse bell rings. Someone is here.
"That must be Alison. We have a meeting."
"Alison? Your meeting is here?"
"Is that a problem?"
"No, but I think I'd like to go for a jog on the beach. I'll leave you two to talk."
Max is in the hospital and Alison needs a lawyer. I wonder what happened.
"Very well. I'll see you for dinner?"
"Sure. Dinner."
We kiss lightly on the lips and I go into the bedroom to change. I want to avoid Alison at all costs so while Angel brings her to the balcony I sneak out of the penthouse desperately needing that jog…
On the beach
As I'm warming up in a secluded area on the beach not far from the hotel, I'm standing with my legs apart. I lean forward pressing the palms of my hands into the sand. I stay like that to stretch out my hamstrings when I feel familiar hands on my ass.
She squeezes. I smile.
I stand up.
"Hey, what did you go and do that for I was really enjoying my feel."
We giggle.
Her arms wrap around my waist, "Where ya going?"
"For a jog. Care to join?"
"Mm, running. I'm not good at running."
I turn around in her arms, "Oh, but you're so good at fucking."
Her hands swallow my ass and it feels so good.
"Maya, we can't."
"But I want to."
"So do I but we can't get caught."
"Where's Angel?"
"Alison's with her talking about some legal stuff."
"Alison's with Angel? Then we can," she perks up and she kisses my neck.
"Maya we have to talk. This is serious."
"So are those short shorts you're wearing," she slaps my exposed cheeks.
"Hey, we have to be careful."
"You're right. Wait here."
"Why?"
"I'm going to grab my short shorts and go jogging with you."
"I thought you hated jogging."
"I do but once we get down to the pier, I'm going to love jogging," her eyebrow cocks.
I look at her confused, "Why?"
"Because I'm going to fuck you."
I dip my head and smile. I bite my lower lip and I don't know what comes over me but I say, "You better hurry up."
"That's my girl," she calls out as she rushes into the hotel to get changed.
I'm smiling like a school girl as I continue stretching when I hear, "Ahem."
I snap back up, "Marcus, you startled me."
"Going for a jog?"
"Yeah, Maya's going to join me. I'm just waiting for her."
"You and Maya are close?"
"We're family," I lie.
"That's nice. I'm glad you're both getting along."
"I'm sorry if this sounds rude but what does that matter to you?"
"Just making sure everyone's happy."
"Including Angel?"
"Especially Angel. Is she around?"
"She is but she's in a meeting. Maybe next time you should call first before coming over."
He turns to leave presumably with his tail between his legs, "Oh and Emily congratulations. I'm sure you will continue to be a good, faithful wife."
Why would he say that?
"I need to get going before the heat of the day gets to me."
"Then I'll leave you and Maya to your jog."
I smile and so does he as he leaves the premises. But I must say that was weird. We need to be careful, more careful than what we're being.
Fifteen minutes later…
"Hey baby, you ready."
Now I'm really smiling.
"Don't you need to stretch?"
She eyes sexes me.
"I think you can help me with that at the pier."
"Maya…"
"Baby…"
My stomach turns upside down when she calls me that. I hope I'm the only one she calls baby.
"Here," she hands me a water bottle. "We need to stay hydrated or we might cramp up," she winks and takes off with a small backpack strapped to her shoulders and a blanket sticking out. Damn! That girl thinks of everything!
I wait for a second before I catch up cuz I really want to watch her ass bounce in those shorts! Oh and it's bouncing so nicely!
When I do reach her, we don't say much though because my conversations with Angel and Marcus cloud my brain. And I can tell Maya has some serious thoughts clouding her brain too.
We need to be so cautious otherwise Angel and her whole family will lose everything…
And I might lose what I really want—Maya…
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To Be Continued…
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