Accidentally Perfect (26 page)

“The girls don’t like burgers.”  Brad chimes in.  “They prefer chicken nuggets.”

“Hold up on the food Nathan, Natalie what do you mean a charity event?”

“Each year I host a charity event and silent auction to kick-off the winter and holiday seasons for the foster children of New York. I try to raise money so the foster system can give coats
, jackets, and toys.  Many of the foster families can’t really afford to put out the extra money
for
the kids they take in.  Some of them don’t get warm
jackets,
and others have never had a Christmas.  I like hosting the event so I can get the
high rollers
of New York involved.  Some of the kids attend for a while
at
the beginning so our guests can see what their money is being spent on.  Some of the older foster kids even speak at the benefit and let their stories be told.”

“But I have the girls.”

“I’ll watch them, Street, don’t worry.”

“Oh no, the girls need to come.  It’s for the kids anyway.  They are more than welcome to attend.  Please, I want them there.”  

“Alrighty then, since that’s taken care of.  We will see you at the house this weekend Natalie.
Now, chicken nuggets then.
 
White meat or dark, Brad?”

“They’re kids Nathan, that doesn’t matter.” 

“But chicken nuggets over burgers does?”

“I’m just telling you what my daughters like.”

“Okay, okay you two, Jesus. 
Enough with the bickering.
 
Nathan,
please order the girls whatever you want them to eat.  I’m sure they will enjoy anything.  Brad, I’ll see you later.”

“I’m not leaving here without saying bye to the girls.”

“No one is asking you to.”

“Come on Brad.  I want to say goodbye, too.” 

Natalie pushes him towards the playroom. 
Her hands firmly on his lower back.
  I can’t help but notice they seem a bit
friendlier
since the hospital.  I look at
Nathan,
who is watching the two leave the room with his lips set in a thin, hard line.  Once they are out of earshot Nathan turns to me. “Will it always be like this?”  Nathan asks.

“I’m sure it won’t be.  Brad is just adjusting to everything.”

“I hope so. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life arguing with that man.”

Nathan leaves me on the couch while he orders dinner for us.  I take in my surroundings and try to get used to the fact that I’m now living
on
Columbus, in a penthouse and no longer in the home my father purchased for me.  In a matter of
days, my life has completely changed,
and I am truly welcoming everything. I know the girls love both their rooms.  They couldn’t contain their excitement when they walked in their bedroom.  Natalie did a terrific job with everything.  It warms my heart that Nathan would think to do something like that.  It’s just proof that Nathan not only wants me in his life, but my girls too.  He has made
it, so they feel welcome; so they feel loved.

The night was busy with them feasting on chicken nuggets, watching cartoons on the biggest television I’ve ever seen, and then taking a bath in a huge Jacuzzi
tub. Addie didn’t get enjoy the water like Amanda did, but in time she will. 

Everything in here is high end.
  My home is wonderful, but my father knew
me,
and he knew that I wasn’t a flashy type of person.  I didn’t need all the bells and whistles.  I just wanted things to be warm and welcoming...but the whistles are nice too.  Nathan even made
it, so all the girls had to do was clap twice,
and the overhead chandeliers dimmed into night lights for them.  They thought that was a hoot.  It only took them about fifteen minutes before their palms were red and
sore, then when they decided they had had enough,
and it was time for bed.  Nathan didn’t interfere too much with our routine. He stood back and watched as I did everything for them.  H
e disappeared completely when was bath time, which I thought was cute. When teeth were brushed, and their beds pulled down he was there again watching.

“So, are you ready for the tour yet?”  Nathan asks after I close the door to the
girls bedroom.

“Okay, but can I pick where we start?”

“Of course, where do you want to start?”

“The bedroom.”
  I give him a wink.  He throws his head back and laughs.

“Alright Mrs. Whitmore, excuse me, I mean Mrs. Richards-Whitmore, right this way.”  He takes my hand and leads me past the girls bedroom, past the playroom and then past two other doors before stopping at the end of the hall.  “Now, I have to admit, it may be a little manly, but hey what can I say, I’m a man.  We can add whatever colors you want
to,
or we can completely redo the room.  Hell, we can redo the entire house if you want because baby,
” he pulls me to him
,  “
now that I’ve got you home. You aren’t going anywhere.”

He steps and opens the double doors. The lights come on automatically which I thought was really cool.  The room is masculine, beautiful really, very sexy. Dark wooden floors,
gray walls, and stark white moldings
bring a crisp, clean feeling to the room. A black four poster king size bed sits on top of cream and black swirled rug.  The bedding of cream with hints of black softens the hardness of the blackened wood.  Each piece of the black furniture is unique in
its
own right.  Each with
its own shape and design, no two pieces are alike. Off to the side is a sitting room with more unique
cream furniture.  Some pieces look
old while other have
more of a modern feel to them.  “Wow Nathan, I’m impressed.  This is hot.”

“Hot?”

“Yeah, hot, sexy.  It’s totally you.”

“But is it you?”

“Whatever is you, is me too, Lovey
.” 

I look over my shoulder, giving him a wink while I head over to
what looks like the closet. Christ, it can be another damn room.  The closet is huge.  There is a plush rug spread wide in the middle of the space with an accessory dresser sitting on top. Nathan has several watches and cufflinks sitting in velvet trays. All of his clothes are hung behind glass doors. Each compartment lighted for better viewing.  There is no way I would ever be able to fill even my half of the closet.  I scan the rest of the closet
, “
Wait a minute.” 

“What?”

“How are all my clothes hanging already? I packed them in the trunk this morning.”

“I had help
when we were at the hospital.  I didn’t want you to have to do anything when you got home.”

The thought of this being my home made my heart warm.  The feelings had nothing to do with the extravagance of the house in which I was currently standing
in;
it had everything to do with the man standing before me.  “Home, huh?”  I walk to Nathan and slowly rub my hands over his sculpted abs up to his muscular pecs placing them around his neck.  “Hmmm, I like the sound of that.”

“Do you, now?”  He said
this a smirk.

“Yes, would you like me to show you how much I like the idea, Nathan?”

“Now?” I nod.

Taking his hand,
I slowly walk over to the bed.  I’m trying to be seductive, even in my capris and
a baggy
shirt.  I sway my hips from side to side. Leaving him standing at the foot of the bed, I slowly undress myself.  I
toe off my flats and remove
my jeans.  “Laney?”  He looks a bit freaked out.

“Yes.”  I take my shirt over my head standing there in my teal bra and panty set.  I may be a mother of two, but I love to
wear my sexy things under clothes that might not always be so sexy.

“Um, the girls.”

“What about them?”  I take off my bra and allow it to drop to the floor.

“They may still be awake.”

“And?”
  I slowly push down my panties, all the while Nathan is frozen in place.

“What if they aren’t asleep? What if they come in?”

“Then lock the door,
Nathan.  That’s what parents do.  Now are you going to let me stand here naked or are you going to do something about it?”

“What if you’re too loud and they think I’m hurting you?”

“Jesus, then turn on some music to drown out the noise.”

“What if that wakes them up?”

“For the love of God Nathan, are you going to fuck me or am I going to have to take care of myself?”

That did the trick. Within seconds, the door is locked music is playing,
and I’m being thrown on the bed.  He sprinkles tiny kisses along my body as undresses himself.  Boy, he can sure multitask.  “Now,
that’s
much better.  Don’t you think,
Lo
vey
?”  He
crushes
his lips to mine, devouring my mouth. I slide my hands on his naked backside while he sucks on my neck.  “You have
the most perfect ass, Nathan,” I say as I break the kiss.

“Is that so?”  He pushes my legs open further with his knee, kneading my breasts.  “You have
the most perfect
tits, Laney.  I love how much they pebble for me.” He rubs his thumbs over them then sucking gently at first, increasing pressure while he bites down.  The shock goes straight to my
g-spot, and I feel my pussy clench.

“
Fuck me
.” I moan, running my hands through his hair.

“Planning on it, love.”
  I can feel his hands travel down my body sinking his fingers in between my legs.  “Fuck, Laney. You’re always so wet and ready for me.  I love how much I turn you on, baby.”

He’s right too, I’m so turned on I can’t even take the foreplay anymore.  I just want to feel him.  I buck my hips allowing him easier access.  He stops the assaults with both his finger and his mouth and looks down on me. “Is someone a little impatient tonight?”

“Come on Nathan, please.  I need you. 
Your
wife is begging you to fuck her so get on with it.  Let me feel your cock.”

He chuckles and give
me a quick kiss.  I feel his fingers enter me again, diving deeper than what they were before.  “Let’s get one
thing,
clear baby,” he thrusts his fingers in again,  “I may do you rough and I may do you hard,” fingers again,
damn
“there may even be times when I do you fast,” fingers again,
oh god
, my orgasm builds,  “but it will never be fucking between us, Laney.”  He pushes again pressing his thumb into my clit.  “I will always make love to you.  Got it?”  His fingers thrust again, rougher this time, hitting my g-spot sending me over the edge into oblivion.

“Fuck, yes, yes I get it.”  My breath is short, gasping as I ride out my climax.  Arching my
back, I welcome it as it rolls through my body.

There is nothing sexier than watching Laney arch her back with her eyes closed, body shaking because
of the orgasm I’ve just given her. I sit back on my heels and grab her thighs bringing her to me.  I’m not going to waste the opportunity. I want
to be inside her before she comes down from
her cloud of ecstasy. Sliding my cock into her wet and waiting cunt is like nothing I’ve ever felt. “Nathan, baby.” She moans 

“That’s right, love. Call my name out.”

“Nathan,” she whispers

“No one makes you feel this way do they, Laney?”

“No.”

“Are you mine, love?  Are you my wife?”