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*~John and Blair ::: Chapter Nine~*
Five months had passed since the incident with Cole Thornhart. Considering the circumstances, Cole had been sent to a drug and alcohol rehabiliation center in another state. He was pretty messed up, so he was going to be there awhile.
After that, he would have to do time for attempted kidnapping, breaking and entering, as well as assault and battery.
John and Blair were enjoying married life, now that he had given up on trying to save Marty all the time. Things had been crazy with Todd, too. Todd's lawyer at first called, saying Todd didn't want to see the boys, but then later,
Todd apparantly changed his mind. The boys had been going over to see Todd every other weekend, and Jack's behavior improved dramatically after spending time with his dad. Now Jack was going through that awkward pre-teen stage, and he was becoming interested in girls. All the time he was talking about stripper ladies, and once John had even found a nudie magazine in his bedroom.
Sam was the same sweet little boy. He had started kindergarten and he loved it. Everyone at school loved him and he had lots of friends. One day John came home and he had a surprise for Blair and the boys. "Hey everyone!" he called out.
Sammy came running, hugging John with excitement. He then pulled back,
hearing a yelping sound. "What is that?" Sam asked.
"Look," said John, pulling a tiny puppy from his coat.
Blair watched John with the kids and waited to see their reaction to the puppy.
They had always wanted some sort of pet for the longest time. She had been holding off till they were older and could show more responsibility.
Jack seemed more mature now, so maybe it was good time to see if they could handle caring for a pet of their very own.
"Ohhh wow, it's a puppy!" Sam said, his eyes lighting up with excitement.
"A puppy!" Jack exclaimed. "Can I hold him?"
"Sure," said John, as he handed Jack the little bundle of fur. "I got him at the pet store today... and he's a new pet for all of us... but we all have to chip in and take care of him."
"Can we name him Mickey Mouse?" asked Sammy.
"What do you think, Jack?" Blair asked. "Do you think he looks like a Mickey Mouse?" She wanted the two boys to settle on a name so there would be no fighting about it.
Jack couldn't help but laugh when he heard Sam's suggestion for the puppy's name. "How about we all just call him Mickey then?" Jack suggested. "Since he's not really a mouse."
"Okay!" Sam said in approval.
The puppy started licking Jack's face. "Ewwww, he kissed me," Jack said,
handing the puppy to Blair.
John chuckled. "Well, that's what puppies do," John said. "And they pee on you too, if you forget to take them outside to go potty."
"I don't want him to pee on me!" Jack exclaimed.
Blair laughed, taking Mickey from Jack. "We should probably get Mickey settled in, then we can show you what to do when you take him out," she suggested, so that Jack would understand.
"Yep," John said when Blair stated she would show the boys how to take the puppy out to potty. "And I got some supplies for him in the car... puppy toys,
a dog bed, food, a bowl, everything he's going to need."
"I want him to sleep with me," Sammy said in a sad little voice.
"He's too small... you might roll over and squish him," John said to Sammy.
"Besides, Dorian would have a fit if we let him get on the furniture."
"I hope he doesn't pee on Aunt Dorian!" Jack then exclaimed.
Blair laughed, picturing Dorian's reaction if that should happen. Then, putting on a straight-face, she said, "Ohhh yeah, your Aunt Dorian would not like that at all."
"Okay, come on, boys," she said, holding the puppy and leading Jack and Sam outdoors.
"Since Mickey is still a pup you'll have to watch him at all times when you take him out as he might try to wander into the street or something and that's not good. He's just a baby," Blair reminded.
Once outside she set the puppy down, keeping her eye on him incase he decided to go too far.
The men of the family joined Blair outside when she took the puppy out to do his business. At first Mickey sniffed around the yard, then he lifted his little furry leg and peed all over Dorian's prize tulips. "Whoa!" Jack gasped when he saw what Mickey had done. "Don't anyone ever tell her!"
John chuckled, then went to his car to get the puppy supplies. When he returned, he saw Sammy bent down on the grass, rolling around with Mickey.
"Look, Mommy... he loves me too!" Sammy said happily as the puppy jumped on him.
"Oh boy," Blair spoke. "Yeah, we need to work on keeping Mickey away from the tulips. "If Dorian catches him doing that, it's not gonna be pretty." Then she smiled,
watching Sammy play with Mickey.
John took the puppy's things into the house and got them all set up, then came back out to see both the boys now rolling around in the yard playing with Mickey. He walked over to Blair and took her into his embrace. "It's nice to see the boys having so much fun," he said as he held Blair close. "And it's great to see Jack smilling again."
Blair smiled as she leaned back against John's chest. "Yeah, it really is," she admitted.
"I know its been rough but I'm glad to see him at least starting to adjust. I just want everyone to be happy," she said. "Especially the kids...though I guess Starr's not a kid anymore, huh?"
"Yeah, Starr's not a kid anymore. She's a young woman. And it's good to see her so happy with Schuy. He's a great guy... and Hope has been like the icing on the cake," John said as he placed a kiss upon Blair's lips. "I'm happy, too. There's something I've been meaning to ask you though... I just haven't been able to find the words."
Blair smiled at her husband. "I am glad to see Starr happy, too... and glad that she has Hope back," she said, returning John's kiss. Then, hearing his words, she looked at him curiously. "What did you want to ask?"
"It's about us... just you and me," John said as he wrapped his arms tight around Blair. "First of all, I was kind of thinking about you and I getting our own place. I know how you love your aunt... but this place can be a zoo at times, you, me, the kids, Dorian, Starr, Hope, Langston... and I think it's time we consider finding a place that's just perfect for us as a family. I'd like to go house-hunting."
"And you know I love being a stepdad to your children. They bring so much joy to our lives..." John said, watching the boys play with the new puppy.
"But I've been thinking... I want a little person to call me "dad." Would you consider adopting a child together, a little person to complete our family?"
"That sounds fantastic; all of it," she said, kissing John. "Though convincing Jack and Sammy about a new house may be a little tough. We can give it a shot though."
"If we do decide to adopt, I think we should get a girl to even the score out,"
she teased.
"I was hoping you would say that!" John said as his smile widened. "I definitely want a little girl. You talk to the boys about getting a new house... and I will go contact the adoption agency about adopting a baby girl.
Maybe they have someone who is close to giving birth soon to a baby girl. And as soon as the baby arrives here, we could become the baby's parents. That would give us some time to prepare the boys and get a room set up for our new daughter." John's grin widened, liking the sound of "our new daughter."
"Yes, I think I can handle that," she said as she kissed John again softly.
"I'm very much looking forward to this," she admitted. She thought would be nice having a new baby in the house once again. Sam had grown up so much these past few months.
"I'm glad, Blair; I just can't wait to become a daddy. You talk to the boys,
and I'll go make that call," John said, giving her a soft kiss on the lips. He then disappeared into the house to make that phone call. While he was on the phone, he also called the real estate office, asking about any possible houses on the market.
Blair went over to the boys. "Hey, guys," she said. ":I wanted to talk to you for a minute. I got some news and I'm hoping that you might like it."
Sammy looked up at his mother. "What is it, Mommy?" he asked.
"Yeah, what could be more fun than a puppy?" wondered Jack.
"Well, you know how you two keep insisting you need your own rooms and there isn't that kind of space in Aunt Dorian's house right now?" she asked the boys.
It had mostly been Jack who was insisting that he needed his own room.
"Yeah, I really need a room of my own, Mom," Jack stated.
"Me too," said Sammy. "Are we moving?"
John made his phone calls and got great news. He then went outside to see how Blair was progressing in her conversation with the boys.
John came over to Blair and took her into his embrace again. "The real estate office says there are couple of houses just the right size for us, if we wanna take a look," he told her.
"We'd like to move. How would you boys feel about that?" she asked after John spoke. "We could all go and check out the house that John was talking about. I bet it has a nice yard too for Mickey and you to play in."
Sammy jumped up and down when he heard the news. "I wanna move!" he announced.
"Yeah, that would be great," agreed Jack. "If I get my own room, can I have girls over?"
John just smirked, waiting for Blair to handle that one.
Blair choked out, "NO! ABSOLUTELY NO GIRLS ALLOWED!" Oh God, her son was growing up a lot faster than she had thought. It was one thing for him to be curious about girls but now he wanted them up in his room.
Jack looked crushed. "But Mom... I like girls... I really really do," Jack spoke. "And there's this girl I like at school. Her name is Cyndi. She said I'm really mature for 12. If I bring her over and you meet her, do you think I could take her on a date?"
"Jack, you are bit too young for dating," John spoke up. "But maybe if it's okay with your mom, we could take you and Cyndi to see a movie, but only if your mom and I get to chaperone."
"Really?" Jack said with excitement. "Ohhh Mom, could I? Could I?"
Blair didnt want her baby boy growing up so soon. If Jack was already growing up then that meant Sammy would be growing up faster than she could blink.
"We'll see... maybe a Saturday or something," she suggested. When had Jack started crushing on girls?
"Kewl," said Jack. "I can't wait."
Then he said to Sammy, "Come on, Sam... Let's take Mickey inside and show him the upstairs."
"Okay," Sammy said as he picked up Mickey and followed his big brother inside.
Once they were alone, John gave Blair a squeeze. "I found us a baby girl,"
he said. "The baby is due anytime. They had another couple who was going to adopt the child... but they mysteriously died. Looks like we are going to be parents soon."
Blair found that slightly morbid and couldn't help the chill that ran down her spine. How did two people just die mysteriously? Weird. But she focused her attention on John. "We didn't exactly prepare the boys for their new sister. Do you think they'll be okay with it?"
"It's okay; we'll tell them all about the new baby tonight. And they also have a new baby over at their dad's house," John reminded. "I am sure everything will be fine. Do you still have any of Sammy's old baby things... or should we do some shopping? After all, this baby is going to be a little girl..."
"And since the baby is due anytime, should we start thinking of some names?"
John asked excitedly.
"It's been awhile since I've had baby girl stuff in the house, so I think we may have to go and get some new items," Blair said. She didn't know how the boys felt about their new sister at Todd and Marty's. The boys never talked about it.
"Okay, we'll talk to the boys tonight then... and we'll go shopping tomorrow morning when they are both at school. We'll get everything we need for the little one," John said with a smile. "And then we will go house hunting...
just you and me."
"Sounds absolutely perfect," Blair said, wrapping her arms around John and kissing him deeply. "I hope we find something we like though..."
"The real estate lady said there are a couple of choices to chose from, so hopefuly something will catch our eye. Just so long as we don't have to live in Todd and Marty's backyard... now that would never be good," John said as he hugged Blair close.
"Oh God, don't even joke about that," Blair said. "I'll take anything...
anything at all before I'd ever do that. I'm sure that we will find something we like."
John just smiled at Blair's reaction. "Don't worry, I am sure we can find something just perfect for us... and we won't even have to live in Todd's garden shed." Taking Blair's hand, he walked with her back into the house.
~*o*~
The next day, Blair and John dropped the boys off at school, then went to the mall to get some clothing and furniture for the new baby. "Why don't they have any black baby clothes?" John asked.
Blair giggled as she was looking through a rack of baby clothes. "Babe, that's not likely, unless there is a Baby Goth store," she teased.
She couldn't stop giggling though. Black Baby clothes. Then all of a sudden,
her laughter stopped. "John, you could start your own line for babies and toddlers,
a clothing line featuring black baby clothes."
"Now you're teasing me," John smirked. "Really though, I don't think the baby would look all that cute in black. And we gotta think of a name for her.
Got any ideas?" John picked an armload of baby girl clothes and infant items and added them to the cart.
"No actually I'm not," Blair responded. "Because I just realized if you're asking that question there are probably a few others who want black baby clothes as well. Certain people have their own tastes and style - not everyone is into the cutsie baby stuff with ducks and frogs and cows and those sort of things, ya know."
"Names," Blair said as she began to wrack her brain. "Traditional or non-traditional?"
"I'm glad we are on the same page here," said John as Blair said that not all parents wanted cutsie things for their babies. He had been thinking of doing the baby's room in bright colors, not the traditional pastels. He was actually thinking of decorating the room in red and black. "How about Kassia?" he suggested for their new daughter's name. "Do you like it? Kassia McBain.
It has a nice ring to it."
"I like it," Blair agreed. "It sounds nice. It's not too common which is a good thing. I think it'll be perfect for our daughter."
John smiled as he gazed at Blair. "Our daughter," he spoke. "I really like the sound of that."
After they finished up with the baby shopping, they went to check out the houses from the real estate. The first place was a two-story house with five bedrooms and a full basement. There was even a big fenced-in back yard. As John and Blair looked around the house, John was really impressed. "What do you think?" he asked Blair.
Blair thought that the house was fantastic. "Oh my gosh! This is house is amazing," she breathed as they had looked around it. "It could fit all of us."
"Yeah, it could," John agreed. "And we could convert the basement into a playroom/family room. The place has so much potential. I say we tell the lady we want it. I'm sure the boys will fall in love with it, too."
"Sounds good to me," Blair spoke with a grin. "I'm sure they will. They'll love the backyard for sure now that we have Mickey."
"We have it all now, Blair... two great boys, a cute little dog, a house...
and a baby girl on the way," John said as he took Blair's hand and walked back out to the car. "Everything's perfect. Nothing is going to ruin it now."
That night over supper, Blair and John told the boys that they would soon be getting a new sister. Sammy looked at his mom, very confused. "But Mommy,
you don't have a baby in your tummy," he observed. "Are you going to get my new sister at the pet store... just like the puppy?"
Blair had to stiffle the laugh at the innocent question. "No, you're right,
Sammy; Mommy doesn't have a baby inside of her tummy this time. And no, we're not getting your sister from the pet store. Sometimes there are babies who don't have a mommy or a daddy to love them," Blair explained. "So those babies are adopted by people who want to add a new baby to their family." She didn't know if Sammy could completely understand although she was doing her very best to explain.
"Okay, so... when is the baby coming?" Sammy questioned.
"Sometime very soon," John spoke up.
"I don't like babies all that much," said Jack. "They just poop, puke, and cry."
"Ewwwwwww," said Sammy. "I like babies though. Paloma is cute. She doesn't puke all that much... but sometimes she cries."
Jack rolled his eyes. He didn't care too much about getting a new sister.
He was more excited about girls and taking Cyndi to the movies.
Blair tried not to laugh. "Babies do cry," she explained. "Because they can't talk and it's their way of letting the adults know if they're hungry, sad, or hurt."
John was amused by this conversation. As far as he could see, the boys would do fine when their new sister got here. He had been right, the new baby would help make their family complete.
"Jack, Sammy, we are going to really need your help over the next couple of weeks before your sister gets here... we are moving, and you both can help us pack," John suggested.
"I'm a good packer," said Sammy. "See, I'm getting big muscles." Sam showed off his little biceps.
Blair pretended to look shocked. "Oh my goodness, what big muscles you have,
Sammy! Yes, you will definitely be a good packer with those," she exclaimed, glad the boys were okay with the move and a new sister.
~*Todd and Marty*~
Todd had survived caring for Paloma while Marty had been hospitalized. After she got out, Todd came to get her and then helped her get settled in with the baby.
At first Todd had insisted he go, but then he realized Marty still needed him as she was yet recovering from surgery. As Marty continued getting better, Todd was always nearby, but things were strained between them. He helped her with the baby, but other than that, he spent most of his time at work. The days went by, then weeks and months, and Todd continued to sleep on the couch.
He wanted and needed Marty, but he felt he wasn't good enough for her. He felt he had let her down. But now he couldn't even think of leaving, because she and Paloma meant everything to him.
He had even called, asking his lawyer to make arrangements so the boys could start coming over for visits. Jack was indifferent to his little sister, but Sammy was absolutely fascinated and couldn't wait for Paloma to get bigger so she could play with him. Once the boys were back in his life, Todd felt that at least one thing in his life was back to normal.
He and Marty hadn't really talked about what happened that night when Paloma had been born, but mostly it was because Todd refused to discuss the issue. Now,
Marty was completely recovered and as beautiful as ever, and Todd wanted her so much he could barely think straight. Being in her presense was was like torture for him, because all he wanted was to take her in his arms and make passionate love to her.
It had now been five months since Paloma's birth and her hair had come in strawberry blonde. Like her parents she had beautiful blue eyes. "Hi Princess," Todd said when he came downstairs and saw Paloma in her high chair as Marty was about to give her some breakfast. He ruffled Paloma's hair, then reached for his morning coffee.
"Did you sleep alright?" Marty asked. She didn't think it was fair for him to have to sleep on the couch, but that's what Todd had chosen to do. She didn't really understand,
but she couldn't say anything that would change his mind. She was just glad that was here to help with Paloma and she liked watching the two of them together.
She fixed Paloma some breakfast and was getting ready to feed it to her.
Todd sat down at the table, coffee in hand. He took a sip as he watched Marty mix up some baby cereal and pureed fruit for little Paloma. Paloma started waving her hands happily, knowing it was now time to eat. Todd then looked over at Marty when she asked how he had slept the night before. "Ohhh I slept just wonderfully, Marty," he said with cheerful sarcasm. "And how did you sleep, I wonder... in my bed?"
Marty started to feed Paloma a spoonful, and turned her head to look at Todd.
"I didn't ask for this," she pointed out. "But don't worry Paloma and I will be gone by lunch time," The way Todd was acting, you would think she had just showed up on his doorstep wanting a place to stay or something.
Todd watched as Marty gave Paloma spoonfuls of the baby gruel. Paloma made gurgling noises as she enjoyed her breakfast. "And just where do you think you are going with my daughter?" Todd asked, a muscle twitching in his jaw.
"You're not leaving, Marty... and neither is Paloma. I gave you a chance to end things five months ago. It seems you decided then and there to put up with me AS IS. The man you see before you now... is the REAL Todd Manning in the flesh and blood. The good, the bad, and the ugly. Do you accept me, faults and all?"
Marty glared at him. "Well, clearly I was under the impression you actually wanted to be around your daughter, but I'm not staying somewhere I'm not welcome,
Todd. I never said you couldn't still see Paloma if I moved out. I don't know what to think about you anymore."
Todd set his coffee cup aside. He then stood up and began washing Paloma's face with a washcloth considering she had just finished up with her breakfast.
"Time for your morning nap, Princess," Todd said to his daughter.
He then turned to Marty and said, "Hold that thought..."
Todd left the kitchen, Paloma in his arms. He took her upstairs for her nap, then returned to the kitchen where Marty was cleaning up from breakfast.
"The house is in your name, Marty... or have you forgotten? If anyone leaves, it's going to be me. I want my daughter to have a home where she feels secure," Todd said as he approached her.
"What do you mean ::: you don't know what to think about me anymore? Didn't you know you were getting involved with Todd Manning? The ex-fed, the ex-rapist, the monster? Need I go on? You more than anyone should have known what you were getting yourself into, Marty, when you agreed to have a relationship with me," Todd said as he tried with all his power not to raise his voice, but he was having trouble keeping it contained.
"I made a promise I would try to change and become a better man when we got together. You know that I did everything humanly possible to do that... but on the night you had Paloma, all hell broke loose. John Mc Bain had to pistol whip me!" Todd reminded. "All I wanted was to be a good dad to a Paloma and a good man for you... I thought I had so much courage... but maybe I don't. Maybe everyone was right about me all along." Todd then looked away, unable to stop the waves of pain which had been blinding him for so many years.
Marty wiped the table and then washed her hands while listening to Todd. When he stopped speaking, she looked at him, her arms crossed over her chest. "So basically just because John McBain decided he knew best, you aren't even going to bother trying anymore? So that's it, John's right; everyone's right, but the only thing left now is what? We live like two strangers who have a kid together? I never asked you to put the house in my name, did I? "
Todd shook his head. "No, you never asked me, but I knew it was the right thing to do. I wanted only the best for you and our daughter. Although you probably don't believe me, I love you, Marty. I always have... and I always will."
"Is it worth it for me to continue trying now? How can I believe in myself,
if and when you stop believing in me?" Todd asked Marty. "It's YOUR opinion I care about... not anyone else's. So what's your opinion of me? Do you truly think it's worth the effort?"
"Because if it's not, I'm tired of living a lie. I haven't done a single bad thing since that night, have I? I haven't kidnapped, raped, or beaten up anyone, have I? I go to work, I come home, I sleep on the lumpy couch... Whatta fuckin life..." Todd said in disgust. "And to tell you the truth... I'm damn sick of living it. I am ready for something different."
He then took in the sight of Marty in that nightgown of hers and he couldn't help but gaze at her longingly. It clung to her curves in which he longed to caress. He ran a hand through his hair in a swipe, needing to put as much distance from himself and Marty as possible as he couldn't help but be swept away by desire.
"Todd, I never said I didn't believe you in anymore. You just took off that night after I was taken to the hospital. Marty said. "Do you know how much it hurt to read your note? Like I was just not that important to you, but hey 'you can have my house since you had my kid,' that's what it felt like. I never said things would be easy and I never assumed they would be, but I thought if you really wanted to do this, if you wanted to do it right, you would at least try despite the struggle it was and despite what anyone else says."
Todd looked into Marty's blue eyes and said softly, "I never meant to hurt you, Marty. What should have been the happiest night of our lives, the birth of our daughter, turned into a nightmare... and after what happened with John,
I thought it was all my fault. I hope you don't hate me, but I DO NOT feel remorse for throwing him up against the wall that night."
"The only thing I felt remorse about was that I thought I had hurt you. I couldn't take that. I never want to disappoint you," he stated as he stepped across the kitchen and stood face to face with her. "I love you, Marty... do you believe that?"
"I know you and I don't expect you would behave any differently than you did, but I just didn't want you to stoop to his level is all," she said.
"I do believe it, because I love you, too," she said honestly. "But I want to do what makes you happy."
"Happy?" Todd said softly. "You, Marty... you make me happy. You're all I ever wanted. And we have that beautiful little girl upstairs. How could a man be happier? The only thing that would make me even more happy... is to have you back in my arms again..."
"You haven't been acting like it, so it was hard for me to tell," Marty spoke softly. "I've missed you though, Todd ... a lot."
Todd's eyes went very dark blue with desire. "Just how much did you miss me, Marty... tell me," he coaxed, taking a step closer, though he still wasn't touching her yet. The heat was there, the chemistry and it was tugging them closer. They were so close now, Todd could feel her breath up on his skin.
"A lot," she whispered breathlessly. "I thought I was alone and I just...I just wished you would come back and say that you had changed your mind and that you didn't want to be away from me."
"I didn't want to leave you, Marty... I thought I had to, cause I wasn't good enough for you; that I would only end up hurting you... just like I always do,"
he said softly as he reached out, tenderly caressing her cheek. "I still want you, so much... do you want me too?"
"Yes, I still want you," she said as she looked at him longingly. "I never stopped, Todd... never."
She looked into his eyes wondering if he felt the same way.
As Marty was searching Todd's eyes, his fingers continued to caress along her jaw line. He traced her lower lip with his thumb, then lowered his mouth to hers. Softly, he brushed his lips against hers. Then with a heavy groan, he unleashed upon her all the passion he had been holding back these past five months. He locked his arms around her, pressing her against him as he kissed her with growing hunger.
Marty kissed him back passionately as she wrapped her arms around him wanting more and more of him as their kiss continued. It felt so good to be kissing him after so long. It was almost as though she had forgotten what it felt like and how intense it could be as she lost herself in that kiss.
As they kissed, Todd pulled Marty in closer, and then in one fluid motion, he lifted her up in his arms. He carried her upstairs and into the bedroom,
placing her down gently on the bed. Standing over her, he gazed at her, desire flaming in his eyes. Without a word, he pulled her nightgown up and over her body. "I love your nightgown," Todd whispered. "But I like it even better OFF you..."
Marty smirked at Todd's words. Oh yeah?" she said as she looked up while lying on the bed.
"I think you're a bit too far away," she said as she wanted him closer so she could feel him against her body.
"Is this where you want me? Here? On top of you?" Todd asked in a sexy voice after lowering himself atop Marty. Then he slid down her body, taking in the sight of her sexiness clad in only a black lacy bra and matching panties.
With hot kisses, Todd started kissing her tummy.
Marty let out a moan of pleasure feeling Todd's kisses. "Yes. that is definitely where I want you,"
she breathed, letting out a gasp feeling his mouth on her stomach. Her fingers became tangled in his hair.
Todd kissed his way up Marty's body, his breath hot as he kissed her breasts through her bra, taking in the scent that was distinctly Marty. He licked softly at a nipple thru the material of her bra, then gave it a tiny little bite. He then grabbed it in his mouth, nibbling and sucking.
"Oh God yes!" Marty gasped loving the sensation of Todd's teeth against her nipple. She began tugging at the ends of his hair.
Todd didn't waste any time and she liked that. She just wanted to be with him; it felt so good. "Yes! More."
Todd liked the sounds Marty was making in the back of her throat as he toyed with her hardened nipple through the wet fabric of her bra. He stood up then,
taking off his clothing piece by piece and tossing it all aside. After he was naked and thrillingly aroused, he rejoined Marty back on the bed. He rolled her over slightly, unhooking her bra. It fell away, and Todd sucked in his breath. He wanted her so damn much, he couldn't even think straight. Rolling her back over on her back, he took a breast into his hand drawing practically the entire globe into his mouth.
She arched her body right up off the bed as she felt him take her breast into his mouth, marvelling at the fact that it practically fit right into his mouth. She could feel his tongue caressing her hardened nipple.
"Oh God yes!" she cried out. She wanted this for so long now and it was finally happening. Marty tangled herself in Todd.
Todd sucked and teased Marty's breast with his lips and tongue. He then moved to the other breast, feasting on it, too. He pulled her against him,
letting her feel how hard he was as he pressed his thick cock against the smooth flesh of her inner thigh. He ran a caress down her side, toward her lower body. With a fingertip he traced the outer edge of her panties where the lacy fabric met the silken flesh of her inner thigh.
"Don't tease," she begged softly as she tried to press herself against his hand when she felt his fingertips near her thigh. She let out a soft moan, tilting her head back.
Todd's breathing sped up as he slowly inched Marty's panties down and tossed them across the room. His lips caressed her skin, sliding across her breasts,
over her tummy, kissing his way down toward his prize. He opened her legs,
licking her inner thighs. His tongue trailed up her thigh, brushing against her most sensitive place. Softly, the tip of his tongue sought out her honey.
She let out a moan as her body reacted to his, she couldn't get enough already.
"Mmmm," she moaned as she was overcome with desire for him.
Todd's fingers that played upon her breasts slid down toward her warm wet treasure where his tongue tasted and teased. He left no part of her untouched or unexplored as she grew wetter and more aroused. He then nibbled her inner thigh and looked up at her with smokey blue eyes, meeting her gaze.
Looking down at Todd, Marty's eyes were dark-blue and smoky with passion. "I didn't think we'd ever be this close again," she spoke softly as she brushed her hand gently across his cheek. "I've dreamed about it."
"I thought you'd never want me back," Todd spoke as he kissed his way slowly back up her body. He then brushed his lips against hers so softly. He then buried his head in her neck, the raw emotion overcoming him.
Marty ran her fingers through his hair as she held onto him. "I've always wanted you; I;ve missed you," she said softly. She showered him with tiny kisses wherever she could reach from her position as she locked her arms around him tightly.
"Marty, I'm not going to waste a single minute with you, now that I have you back," Todd promised as he raised his head and looked into her eyes. "I love you..."
He brushed his lips against hers again. "I missed you too," he admitted.
"More than you know."
"I want to be inside you now..." he said in a husky voice. "I just can't wait another minute." He aligned their bodies until his tip was pressed to her entrance and as their eyes locked, he very slowly began to enter her heat.
Marty had no arguments as she wanted him just as badly and she didn't want to wait. As she felt him start to enter her, she kissed his neck softly slipping her arms around him. She forgot to breathe as she felt Todd sliding himself inside her.
"Mmmmm Marty... ohhh God... you feel so good..." Todd groaned, feeling how hot and wet her silken walls were surrounding his cock. He throbbed inside her as he came to rest as deeply as he possibly could, but he didn't move. He just looked into Marty's blue eyes, thinking how amazing it was to have this woman in his arms after everything they had been through. His muscles flexed and he wanted to thrust into Marty hard and deep but he waited, wanting to prolong the pleasure for both of them.
"Marty, does this feel good?" he asked in a sexy voice. "Tell me what you want me to do... say the words," Todd prompted.
"Ohhh Todd, it does; it feels so good," she responded, raising her his as though to get him deeper inside. "I want you, Todd. I want you to fuck me so badly. Please! PLEASE." Marty was practically begging as she needed to feel him moving, giving pleasure to both of them.
Todd felt Marty arching up toward him to take his thick cock deeper inside.
As she began begging him, Todd couldn't take it anymore. Those naughty words falling from Marty's lips was his undoing. He went absolutely wild, thrusting hard and fast into her again and again. His blue eyes held to hers as he began to flex his hips faster and faster. "Is this what you wanted, Marty? Me?
Fucking you hard?" Todd asked, reaching between their bodies to stimulate her clit with skillful fingertips.
"God... YESSS," she moaned. "Just like that."
With his every downward thrust, she moved her hips to meet him. "Hard and fast," she breathed. Feeling Todd's fingertips stimulate her clit, she let out a purr of passion.
Her body was responding to his so easily as though no one else had the power to bring her to to such passion.
With every wild thrust, Marty's body arched up to meet Todd's. He made a sound of strangled passion, feeling how her wet silk encased the throbbing steel of his cock. Her words and the sounds of intense pleasure coming from deep in her throat made Todd unleash the demon which lurked inside of him. He was soon pounding into her faster and harder, making love to her with so much intensity that he felt as though his head were about to explode. At that moment it was just him and Marty, and the rest of the world no longer existed. He pinched her clit as his cock penetrated her with blinding speed.
She could feel her climax coming and let out a cry of passion. "I'm almost there!" she called out. She was so close...YES! It felt so good to her and she was loving it." The faster he moved the more pleasure she received.
When Todd heard Marty call out that her climax was near, he did not slow down his movements within her. "That's it, Marty... cum all over my cock," Todd groaned, giving her clit another pinch. It had been so long that Todd too was close to reaching ecstasy.
Marty cried out in pleasure as she did cum, spilling her juices all over his cock. Her body compeletely arched up off the bed as she pressed herself up to Todd.
Marty's screams of ecstasy echoed in Todd's ears as her pussy muscles clenched so hard on his cock. Todd exploded inside her in that moment, filling her with jets of his cum. He shuddered as he spilled all of himself inside of her. He then practically collapsed atop her, his lips pressed against her neck. After a few ragged breaths, he pulled back, gazing into her eyes. With soft fingertips, he caressed her cheek. "You're a beautiful and amazing woman,
Marty Saybrooke," he said to her in a whisper. "I love you... I love you so much..."
She smiled, kissing his hand softly. "I love you too, Todd Manning," she told him.
She rested her forehead against his as she was feeling exhausted, but in a good way. This was the way she and Todd should have been connecting since their daughter's birth, and now that she had back again, she couldn't have been happier.
Looking into her eyes, Todd whispered, "I love those words from you." He gave her one last tender kiss, then withdrew from her snug depths. He then rolled over, lying next to her. He cuddled her close, caressing her long hair.
"You feel so good in my arms, Marty... now that you're back in them, I'm not going to let you go," he warned her as he held her against his strong chest.
"I don't plan on going anywhere and you had better not let me go either," she said as she lay content in his embrace. It felt so good to be laying next to Todd and cuddling with him. She kissed him softly.
Todd closed his eyes, enjoying the moment and Marty's soft lips on his. "I could stay here like this with you forever," he said in a whisper after his eyes opened and he looked deep into her eyes. "I'd never go to work... my sister would wonder what happened to me..." A smile curled his lips. "The only way I'm going to let you go now will be the day that I die," he promised Marty, pulling her against him in a tight hug. He sighed contentedly, her naked skin feeling good against his.
She rested her cheek against his warm chest and giggled softly. "Yeah, I'm sure Vicki would wonder what on earth happened to you," she said. "Mmmm, I very much like the sound of that... the two us, together forever..."
"Planning on keeping me captive here, Marty... in our bedroom?" Todd chuckled. Then he stiffened, hearing the distinct sound of a baby's cry.
"I think our daughter's calling," he said, as he stood up and pulled on a pair of pants. "You stay here and get that sexy nightgown back on. I'll go get her."
He headed down the hallway toward Paloma's bedroom. Right away when he walked into the room, he noticed the air was unusually cold. "Paloma?" he said softly, walking toward the crib. Paloma lay in the middle of the crib,
fussing slightly, all her blankets kicked off.
Todd touched her little cheek to soothe her. He then noticed a note against the railing of the crib.
The message read:
Hello Todd,
Keep a watchful eye on your girls. I am.
There was nothing further, but Todd's face went white. He swept Paloma in his arms, then walked to the window which was slightly ajar. He pushed the window closed, locking it.
Holding the baby close, he entered the bedroom. "Marty," he said as he placed their daughter into her arms. "We need to talk." He knew this wouldn't be easy... considering the memories this particular conversation was going to evoke.
Marty sat up in the bed, the sheets wrapped around her body as she carefully lay Paloma down in the bed next to her. "What is it, Todd? What's wrong?" she asked worriedly as she reached for her robe. She leaned over, grabbing the robe from the floor then pulled it on her body. "Is Paloma sick?"
Todd took a seat in the white lounge chair situated near the end of their bed. He glanced over at Paloma when Marty asked if their baby girl was getting sick. "No, she's fine," Todd said softly. "But I found a note in her crib... A theatening note."
Todd took the crumpled note from his hand, smoothed out the edges where he had been clutching it in his fist, and handed it to Marty. Their eyes met and he took in her reaction after she finished reading it. "It's from Powell," Todd told her, hating that name upon his lips.