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Clayton rubbed his neck and looked up at Eli and then me. "Tell Emma I'm sorry." He let out a breath. "Is there any chance you can help me get out of church?"

I laughed a little. "I don't think so. Maybe if you get real serious with Jennifer, momma won't worry for your soul so much."

He let out a chuckle. "Yeah, maybe, she was always saying we needed good women to steer us right."

"Yup, I got mine. You get yours."

"You know I'm still going to get you back, right?" he warned with a smile.

"Oh, I know. Just keep my wife out of it," I begged.

He snickered. "I will; my beef is with you. Of course, the way you went running to momma, maybe I should say my chicken is with you, bock, bock, bock," he taunted flapping his arms like a chicken.

"Clayton, what are you doing?" Emma called down from the porch, laughing at his antics.

"He's just letting his true nature shine through, honey, nothing to worry about."

"Okay. I was worried Jessup was rubbing off on him or something," she said with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah, little girl, you just watch yourself, or next thing you know, you'll be doing hard time on the pew next to me in church," he teased.

I really hoped my momma got off of Clayton's back before Emma was well enough to attend. Some of those church girls were a bit vapid. I would hate to go anywhere near them again, that was for sure.

Chapter 46 – Tip Off

The next morning, Emma was curled up on my chest like a kitten. Okay, a big kitten, but just as adorable. I stroked her hair and rubbed her back. She nuzzled into my chest, then stretched and smiled up at me.

"Morning, beautiful," I said, happy she was in my arms and smiling this morning.

"Hey, handsome," she said and stretched her legs down. I didn't miss how her knee ran over my crotch a couple of times. My body reacted quickly, and I groaned as I grabbed her leg, stilling it.

She giggled. "What's up?"

"Very funny," I said smirking.

She then started to wiggle down my body, and I wondered where she was going.

"Emma, what are you doing?"

"Seeing what's up," she giggled and moved down further. "Wow, Devin; there's really something pushing your boxers up down here. I wonder what it could be?" she said pulling on them. I lifted my hips, because who was I to stop my wife. I would always give her what she wanted. "I found the culprit. You have a groundhog in your shorts," she said grabbing my dick roughly, making me groan in pleasure. "He must have gotten in there when you were digging on your rescue mission. Don't worry, I caught him. I'll be sure to take care of it." She surprised me by nuzzling her nose into my balls. "Such cuddly fur and so soft," she said stroking me.

It was hard to moan and laugh at the same time, my girl was awesome.

"He's so cute, Devin. Can we keep him?" she asked kissing my tip.

"Yes, please. I'm rather attached as well," I gasped as she worked me.

"Hmm, I see that." She gave it a good tug, causing my hips to buck. "I guess we’re keeping him. I think we should name him Bucky, because he bucks when I do this." She gave me a lick, a squeeze, and then yanked, making me buck. I didn't give a crap what she called it, as long as she kept doing that to it.

She climbed up my body, still working me in her hand and kissed me gently. She suddenly jumped off the bed and put on a t-shirt and headed for the door. I let out a whimper.

"Is something wrong?" she asked innocently.

"No," I pouted. "Bucky was just hoping you’d play with him this morning, but if you're not up to it..." I shrugged pitifully.

She giggled and ran over to the bed, jumping on me. She was in such a playful mood this morning, and I loved it. I kissed her lips and neck, and then I gripped her backside, rubbing into her center. She moaned this time. "That's it. Let Bucky play with you," I growled breathing heavily in her ear. She gripped me tighter and started bucking up into me. "That's it, baby, let Bucky dig that hole. One of these days, he'll start playing peek-a-boo with you."

I tried to sound sexy, but I guess I failed, because she burst into a fit of giggles. I had to admit, though, I did enjoy seeing her laugh like that, so I just went with it and started tickling her. She retaliated, and I quickly realized I was way more ticklish than her and soon ended up on the floor, laughing and gasping for air, as she hung off the side of the bed, smiling down at me.

"I win," she announced.

"Honey, haven't you figured it out yet? With me, you'll always win," I promised honestly, still gasping for breath.

She slid down into my arms and kissed my lips softly. "I love you."

"I love you, too." I kissed her again, and our soft sweet kissing quickly got heated.

Next thing I knew, we were buck naked and rubbing up against each other. I wanted her so badly, but I would not make the next move. I knew she wasn't ready, but it was hard to hold back. I was on my back, gripping her hips for dear life, as she rubbed against me. She pulled at my neck, asking me to sit up, and I quickly kissed her lips and eyed her breasts. I wanted them. She saw where I was looking and smiled as she leaned in. "Touch them, baby, they're yours," she whispered, and I bucked hard in response. Her voice was so beautiful.

I attacked her neck, wrapping my arms around her, feeling her breasts squish between us. I snaked a hand up and pinched her nipple lightly, causing her to bounce and hit me a little differently. It felt so nice and warm, like I was getting buried deeper into her. I'd bet sex felt a lot like this, and I was looking forward to it. I pinched her nipple a couple more times, causing her to moan my name. I grunted, trying to hold back, but she bucked funny against me, and I lost it fast, as I watched her come undone in my arms. She went to relax, but suddenly stiffened.

"What's wrong? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" I asked panicked.

I started to wiggle around to move out from under her, but she clawed my sides. "Don't move!" she said panicked.

"What is it? Please, baby." She was freaking me out. She carefully lifted herself a little and fell to the floor next to me. I quickly gathered her up in my arms, not wanting her to be away from me, and lay with her on the bed. I didn't want her to be mad at me. "Emma, baby, please, tell me what I did, I swear I'll never do it again."

She dropped her head on my shoulder and sobbed softly. I snuggled down into the bed with her, covering her in tender kisses on her head, shoulder and anywhere I could reach. "I’m sorry, baby, please, please help me understand," I begged feeling horrible for what I had done. I knew I shouldn't have let it go that far.

"I'm sorry I'm so messed up," she finally whispered.

"You're not messed up, baby, you're just working on things," I said cupping her face. She needed to know I didn't see her as messed up, just beautiful.

She smiled softly at me. "You're so wonderful. I shouldn't have ruined that."

"You didn't ruin anything. Nothing is good if it upsets you, so it obviously wasn't that wonderful," I said kissing her nose.

"But it was, Devin, it really was. I freaked out just because your tip started to slip inside of me."

My eyes widened. "What? I didn't…Oh, baby, I'm so sorry, are you okay? I swear I didn't..."

"It's alright, Devin, I know you didn't mean to, and you didn't really go in far. I just felt you start to push in a little. You almost did, and that's what made me panicky. My hymen is still intact, so I'm fine," she let out a relieved huff, and I pulled her tightly to me.

"I'm so sorry, baby. I promise it won't happen again. I swear."

"Don't say that," she looked up at me sadly. "I want it to happen with you. I'm just not ready for it yet."

"I know, baby. I'll be ready when you are and not a moment sooner, alright?" I reassured her, and she leaned in and kissed me.

"I love you, you're so wonderful," she said kissing my neck, cheek and lips.

"I love you, too, sweetheart." I did, but I couldn't help but feel like a jerk for slipping her my Bucky.

We met with Dr. Greyson for lunch. He seemed to think it was a good idea for me to come as well. I was surprised to see how she handled the stress of sitting in the park. Her hands were shaking slightly, and she was leaning into me, but she was dealing with it well, closing her eyes and breathing deeply. She squeezed my hand frequently, but Dr. Greyson agreed with me that she was doing great. To an outside observer, we would just look like a cuddling couple. She was doing awesome.

I was a little surprised at how easy it was for Emma to talk to Dr. Greyson about our intimate activities. I was blushing red, and I wasn't sure I liked how casually Dr. Greyson praised and encouraged our interaction in the bedroom.

"What is it that frightens you the most about losing your virginity, dear?" he asked her kindly.

She gripped my arm, as if her words would make me leave, but they never would. "I'm still..." she stopped and took a deep breath, "If they come for me again, it's the only thing that’ll keep me safe. It'll keep them from doing to me what they did to the other girls," she whispered, as a few tears ran down her face.

I pulled her tightly against me and up into my lap. "I’ll never let them take you, touch you or find you. You're mine now, honey. You're safe with me. With us," I said looking up to Dr. Greyson for help.

"He's right, you know. The man who ran the ring is dead. Remember, Agent Green informed you that he died in prison?"

She let out a shuttering breath. "I'm just not ready yet."

I kissed her head. "I know, and it's okay. You don't have to push yourself, honey. We're fine for now."

"You're doing great, Emma. I'm glad you're still trying to push your limits. You need to continue to try, but don't push too hard, because you could have a setback, and we don't want that, either. Just do what you believe you can work through," Dr. Greyson encouraged. "Now, did you want to try and go to the hospital and visit Agent Green?" he asked, and my girl perked up right away.

We stopped in the gift shop and bought him balloons. Emma wanted flowers, but I thought they were too girly. They were all pink and yellow. She laughed at me and bought a blue balloon that said get well, along with some red and green ones, too. I approved of the manly helium bouquet, and she giggled at me. "Next time, you can carve him a manly butterfly," she whispered.

"Hey, I only do that for my beautiful wife," I said poking her side. She giggled, and I saw Dr. Greyson smile. I was glad I was able to keep her mind off her surroundings. I wrapped my arm around her, and Dr. Greyson led us to Tyson's room. Apparently, he had been treating Tyson as well. At least that was what I had gathered, when he said he had visited with Tyson, and he had asked about us.

I knocked lightly on the door, and we heard Tyson's voice call for us to come in. When he saw it was us with a mess of balloons, his whole face lit up in a smile.

"Hey, Emma, it's good to see you getting out," Tyson said looking amused at the balloons. "Are those for me?" he asked.

"Yes," Emma answered nervously.

I decided to take over. "She wanted to get you pink and yellow flowers, but I insisted on these instead, much more manly."

He just chuckled, as he looked at the colorful mess bopping around in his room. "Yeah, balloons are manly," he said in a teasing voice, causing Emma to giggle a little.

"Hey, gas-filled airborne objects are manly," I defended.

"Well, when you put it like that," he nodded still laughing. "You guys are great. I'm glad to see you're all doing well. I hear Vivien is doing fine and staying with Jessup, because she still doesn't feel safe at her apartment."

"Yes, she is," I confirmed. I was a little surprised when my momma had told me Vivien had gone home with Jessup after they had checked her over at the hospital and gave her a clean bill of health.

"So, I hear congratulations are in order," he said looking at Emma, and we both looked at each other confused.

"You're going to be a big sister," Tyson said in a duh voice, causing us both to laugh.

She nodded yes.

"My dad said Paige is dragging Clark around by his nose, but he's happy about it, so he's not saying anything," he said, as he shifted in his bed. "I hear you're doing high school now, how it that going?"

"She graduated already," I announced proudly, and she blushed.

"Really? That’s slamming, Emma! I always knew you were a smarty," he praised her excitedly. "Are you thinking about going to college?" he asked.

She nodded yes timidly.

"She's looking into going to HGT. It's a college not far from here, and she can take most of her courses online."

"That's great!" he said excitedly. "I'll bet your parents are thrilled."

My girl frowned.

"What's wrong?" he asked worried.

"We haven't really talked to her parents about it. She just decided on what school to apply to last night."

He made a zipping motion across his mouth. "Don't worry, Emma, I won't spill the beans. I'm sure they'll be proud of you when they find out."

She smiled softly at him.

"Emma, dear, may I see your hands?" Dr. Greyson asked. She held them up, and they were shaking badly. "I think we've had a long enough outing for today. Are you ready to go back home?"

She nodded yes, but pouted at Tyson as an apology.

"Don't worry about it, Emma. I'm thrilled you came to see me. The fact that you even bothered to try is just awesome to me, so don't sweat it," he said with a big smile.

"Thanks, Tyson," I said offering him a handshake.

"Thank you, for the manly balloons, or gas-filled airborne objects," he said smiling widely again.

"Anytime," I offered, and we headed out.

Dr. Greyson drove us to our apartment and talked to Emma as we went, telling her how wonderfully she had done today, and that he had spoken to momma about having downtime for us to be alone, so she could recuperate quicker. Emma would eventually be able to go out on her own, but it would take a lot of work to get there. I wanted to be there every step of the way.

I truly hoped she changed her mind about sending me away to work in the spring. I wanted my girl to get better, but I was worried she was pushing herself too hard. Downtime with my girl sounded nice right now, though. I hoped she would recover from our outing fast. I was really looking forward to getting better acquainted with Emma's body and doing all the little things that made her come undone in my arms.

Bucky couldn't agree more.