Wanting It All: Michael and Sarah (15 page)

SARAH

“You’re home.” I smiled at my man. He walked right up to me and squeezed me tight and kissed me like he hadn’t just seen me two hours ago.

“What’s wrong?” I was concerned about his overt tenderness in front of David. I wonder what happened after he left the gym, because I already know what happened at the gym. I wonder if he was going to tell me. We needed to work on the trust. I knew why he wouldn’t tell me, but I needed to teach him honesty was better than trying to protect me. I could see that his knuckles looked swollen.

“Nothing baby, I was just not a lot of fun to play with. I was missing my girl.” He cuddled me tighter. Damn it, his touch had me forgetting I was mad.

“It will wear off soon!” David’s smart ass chimed in.

Bullshit was what I thought. I might have bought his excuse, but I had just got off the phone with Detective Turner and was informed that the order of protection went through and Michael was informed already because of an altercation with Jason.

“You sure that’s it? You didn’t throw your back out or anything?” I would play along.

“Nope, we thought we would just come and hang out with you tonight.”

“Yes, and I get the boot after dinner so you two…” David started swiping his index fingers across each other saying shame, shame on us, but we didn’t care. I had enough of the charade.

“Michael, do me a favor. If you want my trust, don’t fucking lie to me. I just got off the phone with Detective Turner.” The look on their faces was priceless.

“Yes, I see you know what she told me.” I crossed my arms, looking at my man and his partner in crime. I wasn’t going to lie down and just take it. I’d let him control a lot, but I draw the line at lying, no matter what the reason, unless of course it was a surprise.

“I just wanted to spare your feelings. I didn’t want you to fear for your safety or mine.”

“Michael, I understand you want to keep me safe physically and mentally, but I want to know if my deranged ex is out to get you. Now enough about that, what do you want on your pizza, fellas?”

“Pepperoni,” shouted the hungry observer from his perch on the chewed up couch.

“Baby, really, tell me, are you mad at me?” Michael felt like he was on punishment and I hadn’t actually been angry or mean, but my disappointment was felt.

“No, Michael, I am not, but I prefer honesty in this relationship.” I let him kiss on my neck when he whispered sorry again.

MICHAEL

“Good, now I want some veggies on my pizza. We didn’t get that great of a workout tonight at the gym,” I told my girl suggestively, trying to work back into her good graces.

“Okay, I will order it right now. You too pick something to watch, and I will bring the beer.”

“Spoken like a good wife! You have her trained well!” David said loud enough for her to hear and for me to laugh a little and shake my head. David received a smack to the head by a playful Sarah after she handed us the beers.

“It is no wonder he doesn’t have a girl. No manners what so ever,” Sarah said as she sat on my waiting lap.

“There was a Bulls game on tonight. I DVR’d it. Let’s watch that.” Sarah flipped on the DVR and started the game.

“See, what did I tell you? Trained.” This time he caught a throw pillow to the head. We all laughed, and I stole a quick kiss from my girl.

“Hey baby, where is the little fuzzy terror?” I noticed that he wasn’t at my feet yet.

“He is in his room, destroying it probably. I got one of the security guards to walk with me while I took him out, but he will need to go out again before we go to bed.”

“Ok baby, we will take him for a walk after we lose this guy here.” I pointed at David, who looked hurt, fucking goofy jackass.

“Oh yeah, I haven’t met the newest addition to the Vitale family yet.” David said purposefully, garnering Sarah’s attention.

“Oh, let me go get him!” Sarah jumped off my lap and headed to the guest bedroom to get her little devil. 

“Nice drop of the Vitale name. I am glad she didn’t correct you. Perhaps she has resigned herself to her fate,” I said, satisfied by Sarah’s lack of negative response.

“Buddy, she didn’t resign herself. She looks like she is waiting anxiously to be the wife of Mr. Michael Vitale.” David smiled happily at me.

“You think?” I wondered. I had to look at my woman throughout the rest of the night. I needed to be sure. I was ready, but I didn’t know if I could handle a rejection.

“Hell yeah. So are you going to ask her soon or drag it out? You have only been dating like two weeks, but you two already have had it in for each other for longer, according to Stacy.” I couldn’t take the grin away from my face.

“Yes, I will ask her soon. I already have the ring. We love each other and we live together.” What could be more right?

Sarah walked in a moment later holding Frankie in her arms. She was fucking perfect. That dog was adorable when he wasn’t a terror. My little family.

“David, I would like you to meet our furry baby, Frankie.” Sarah smiled gleefully.

“Wow, he is a cute pup. You did good, Mike. He looks like he is going to grow into one of those strong sleigh dogs that race.”

“The Iditarod is the name of the race. Yes, he will look like one of those handsome devils,” Sarah said as she squished her puppy to her chest. I was feeling a little jealous. I wanted her to squish my face into them.

We played with the dog as he jumped around the couch and finally landed on my lap. Now it was Sarah’s turn to be jealous.

“Hey Frankie, that is my spot.”

I quickly scooted Frankie off my lap and pulled my woman down on it.

“Yes it is, baby. Kiss me.” We shared a brief yet passionate kiss.

“You two need to get a room.” David stuck his finger in his mouth pretending to gag, fucking asshole.

“Hahaha, don’t be jealous; you have had Michael to yourself for a long time. Now he is mine.” She stuck her tongue out at him. That was my girl. I loved it when she was playful.

Security buzzed to say our pizza had arrived. I got up and signed for it while Sarah got some plates, napkins, and some more beer. 

“So I was just thinking, David, do you have any openings that would fit Sarah’s qualifications?” I whispered to David, afraid to make any suggestions in front of Sarah, just in case he didn’t have anything for her.

“I will have to see, but yes, I think I might. I would need her résumé.”

“Whose résumé?” Damn that woman was fast and quiet as fuck.

“Yours, baby. I was asking David if he had any availability at his company.”

“Oh really? I can give you a copy via email tomorrow if that will work.” She was practically jumping up and down at the mere suggestion.

“Absolutely. I have a few spots available, but I have to make sure I don’t ruffle too many feathers with hiring new people because I like to promote from within.”

“Yes, that is understandable. Plus, I may have a MBA, but that doesn’t make me qualified as others with actual experience. I just want to get some work in before someone over here tries to tie me down with diaper duty.” She smiled at me, and I was fucking beaming like a motherfucker. David was right, she’d gladly be my wife.

We all hung around and watched the Bulls beat the Pacers 103 to 87, and then it was time for David to hit the road. I offered to drop him off, but David wanted to give us time alone. We called him a cab and sent him on his way.

Frankie was yapping, so we got our light jackets for the chilly night air and took the pooch for a walk. We ended up in Millennium Park, which wasn’t too far from the condo when I tied Frankie to the little fence post and sat with her on the bench.

I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close and braving myself for what I had to do. She shivered and it worried me that she’d be too cold to respond. “I hope you are not too cold to sit out here for a bit.”

“No. No, I am actually perfect with you here to keep me warm.”  She cuddled further into my embrace. I gathered strength from her need to be protected by me.

“Always.” We sat there for about two minutes when I turned to the love of my life and put everything on the line. My heart started pounding hard in my chest as I got down on one knee.

“Sarah, I know that I have told you that we are going to get married, whether you like it or not, but I have never asked. I love you with all that I am and will never stop loving you. You are the better part of me that has always been missing. I want to be the man you need the way I need you. I want to watch you walk to me with joy and hope in your eyes as you give your name to me for safe keeping as you take mine. I want to grow old and gray with you. I want to watch your belly swell with my child. Sarah, I will love you forever. Can you handle that? Will you do me the greatest honor and become my wife?”

“Michael, I love you so much, and I can and will handle your brand of love forever. Yes!” She was bouncing in her seat with excitement.

I pulled the four carat diamond out of my pocket and slipped it onto her finger, kissing it and her hand before releasing her hand.

“Thank you, Sarah. Thank you for making me so happy.”

SARAH

The next two weeks flew by in a hurry. I was no longer working at the office with my Michael. I started working for David at his company as an executive assistant to the marketing VP, who to Michael’s delight and relief happened to be a fifty-two-year-old female. Aunt Madeline had been back at the office and things had picked up right where they left off. Michael was anxious to get the wedding underway so Stacy, my cousins Kate and Anna, and Aunt Madeline had been extremely busy meeting up to discuss the plans and the dresses with me. Michael was glad I was leaving him out of the planning. He had enough on his plate, so I didn’t push him to help.

Jason and Brandi hadn’t been heard from, and it was mistakenly assumed that they had given up after the last confrontations. With the marriage and new job, we were so happy that we neglected our safety. The girls and I were out shopping for bridesmaids’ dresses. All the girls had left except Stacy, when we were confronted by none other than Jason outside the store.

“Sarah, you have to forgive me and drop these charges. I want you to come back to me. I will be a better man.” I could still see the bruises from his latest fight with Michael. My man was a beast, doing what he could to protect me.

“Leave me alone, Jason, before I call the cops.” I was frightened but didn’t want to let him see the fear I truly felt.

“Come on, Sarah, let’s go.” Stacy pulled my arm and we all walked away. Jason looked like he was going to follow us, but Ryan had jumped out of the truck looking fierce. I couldn’t be more grateful about it.  He was about to come after Jason after he whispered into Stacy’s ear, but had been held back by her. Jason jumped back in his car. I had a feeling that would not be the last time I would see him.

“Who the fuck was that douche, and why didn’t you let me knock him out?” Ryan didn’t like the look of that motherfucker. He was hoping it wasn’t one of Stacy’s exes or he would have to go find his ass and fuck him up. I needed to calm the man down. It wasn’t his problem, but mine and Michael’s.

“He’s my ex. We have a restraining order out on him, but it obviously isn’t working. We hadn’t heard from him in two weeks, so I was starting to feel like myself again.”

I had been shaken up by seeing him again. I hadn’t seen him since the attack, and it was like I was back in my room with him as he went crazy on me. I needed my Michael. They dropped me off, walking me to the condo door because Michael was still at the office. I had tried to call Michael on his cell. When he didn’t answer, I called the office, but my aunt said he was in a meeting.

“Well, I just wanted to let him know that I am home.” I sounded upset, which hadn’t gone unnoticed by my aunt.

“What happened, sweetheart? You do not sound like the spirited thing who has my boss wrapped around her little finger.”

“Aunt, please don’t tell Michael, but I ran into Jason today.” I was afraid he would go after him and kill him. I didn’t want him hurt or in trouble.

MICHAEL

“What! Did he hurt you?” Maddie had said her words in an outburst just as I walked out of the conference room to ask for a copy of a report. When I heard Maddie’s words of fear and concern, I looked at the caller ID. It was Sarah. I forcibly grabbed the phone out of her hands.

“What the fuck, Sarah? Babe, are you okay? Why didn’t you call my cell?”

“I am fine, Michael. I… called your cell… but you didn’t answer.” I pulled my phone out of my pocket and sure enough I had my phone on silent instead of vibrate, fuck I had missed her call.

“What happened, babe?” I was starting to worry, even though I was talking to her. I was sure something bad had happened.

“I ran into Jason today.” I went quiet for a moment as I let her words sink in. Madeline could see that I was trying to keep my anger and worry at bay. I wanted to rip his head off.

“Baby, I will be there soon.”

“You don’t have to come home, you are busy in a meeting and I am okay, really.” She put on a brave face, but I knew better than that. We hadn’t really talked about what happened because I was afraid of the pain I would see in her eyes as she relived her nightmare. Fuck, just thinking about what almost happened made me want to hold her and never let her out of my sight again.

“Babe, don’t start that shit. I am on my way. What did I tell you? I would always protect you. You will always come first. I am on my way. I love you.” As soon as she said it back, I hung up the phone.

“Madeline, tell the staff that we will continue this in next week’s meeting and hand them the specs to review. I have to go.”

“Take care of her, Michael.” Madeline put a hand on my shoulder in a sign of concern.

“I always will,” I solemnly said. That was a promise I intended to keep.

I had Paul drive me back to the house in a flash. I knew I should have told Paul not to just take the girls but to bring them back, but no, Stacy was meeting with her boyfriend and he would drive them home. I hadn’t met the dude yet and neither had David. According to Sarah, so far everything was going well with them. Sarah said she had approved of the guy. That was no consolation considering she also picked Jason and me.

I opened the door and searched for my woman. I didn’t see her in the living room or the kitchen. As I approached our bedroom, I knew where she was, the shower was running. I took off my clothes as I approached and walked into the bathroom.

“Sarah, baby I am home.” I opened the glass door to find her trying to hide her tear-stained face from me.

“Oh, sweetheart.” I climbed into the shower with her and pulled her into my arms. I held her close and whispered how much I loved her. I let her shed her tears that she had been holding in since that day, never releasing my hold on her.

“I am foolish, but I am okay. Michael, you didn’t need to come home, but I am glad you did.”

“I needed to come home because my woman needed me, and that is more than enough reason, amore mia.” I pulled back just enough to see her face and tipped her chin. I looked at the green eyes that captured me every time I saw her.

“I love you and I would do anything for you. Never be afraid to ask.” My palm caressed her cheek, my eyes never leaving hers. “You are a treasure. I am so grateful that you have chosen me.” She was everything to me and the thought of that bastard coming close to her again had me on alert and ready to end this. The whole way back home I thought of different ways to dispose of Andrews, but right now I needed to focus on her and the love we had. I slowly lowered my head to kiss the lips I had been missing all day. I was caught off guard when she lifted her head higher to reach my lips first. I loved it whenever she would strike first. It made me feel wanted and loved. All my body was telling me to do was to take her right here, right now, hard and fast, but I knew that is not what she needed. She needed to feel my love for her, and she would over and over again. I would never stop showing her.

I turned off the water and grabbed the towels to dry us both. The urge to dry her myself was overwhelming. As I dried her, my body stiffened in desire, and it was only made worse when she purred as I reached her breasts. I needed to get it over with, so I quickly dried her to get her to the bed, but then to my surprise she took another towel. She went on her task of making me nice and dry. She started with my dripping hair, caressing my skull, massaging it with gentle but sensual intent. She slid the towel lower to my shoulders, which she spent every night clawing at when I was buried deep inside of her. Her slow trail down my body sent my libido skyrocketing. I didn’t think I could continue to absorb her touch and not push her up against the nearest wall. 

“Amore, you are playing with fire. I am too close to the edge.” My voice was so shaky with need that I had very little sting to my words. Only pleading hunger was left in my tone.

“Is that a threat or a promise?”

The towel and her small hands reached my ass and around to my hard as fuck cock. She dropped the towel that she’d been stroking me with and used her mouth to get me wet instead. She licked from the base to the tip and slipped the large head into her warm, hungry mouth.

“Fuck! Sarah! You know I don’t want to fuck you like this.” She was too damn good. “Fuck it! Suck!” I cried out as she sucked me hard, tossing my head back and biting my lip to stave off the need to fuck her mouth. Just when I thought I could control my thoughts, she hummed on my dick. I looked down and watched as she had her available hand rubbing her fat breast. The moment she noticed me looking at her, she slid her hand down to help with the pulsing ache in her pussy. “Fuck, Sarah, I’m coming!” My juices squirted into her mouth and down her throat.

Once she popped it out of her luscious lips, I lifted her and carried her to the bed, tossing her on it and spreading her legs wide open for me. “So this is the way you want to play it, my love? Good, because my desire for you has not even diminished one bit, despite you swallowing my load. I got more for you, baby. See, Sarah, look at him. He is ready again, but I have needs, too, and I am fucking thirsty, babe.” Those were the last words she heard as I growled right above her pussy before I licked my way into her.

I attacked her pussy and left her dazed before creating a massive body shaking orgasm. Just when she thought I was done and had enough, I went for more. “I can’t, I can’t.”

“Oh yes you can, amore, and you will. I tried to take it easy on you tonight, but I know that you didn’t want that. You wanted to make me come hard, didn’t you, with your sexy mouth? Now enjoy.” I growled as I nibbled on her thigh and traveled back up to her wet folds. I had no mercy.

“I can’t take much more of this. I need to feel you in me,” Sarah pleaded.

I was so close that I needed her to be on the same page. I climbed up her body when I started to feel her walls pulsing, ready to come. The feel of her coming on my cock always made my release much more intense. I looked into her eyes and plunged into her hot throbbing entrance. 

“Mine. You know you are mine. I love you so damn much, Sarah.” My words were as tender as they were serious. I uttered words of love and devotion as I pounded into her over and over again. Each one of my thrusts had me lifting her thighs until her butt and back were no longer on the bed. “You’re mine, and I protect what’s mine.” I bent down to take her lips and we shared a deep and passionate kiss that tasted of our satisfaction. She wrapped her legs around my hips, digging her heels into my ass, spurring me on. I started rutting her like a bull. I pinched her nipple as I captured the other round beautiful nipple in my practiced mouth, sucking hard enough to have her pussy spasm and release another coating of juice on my cock.

“I am coming, Michael!”

“Thank fuck!” My release was more powerful than I expected, and I saw fucking stars. I rested my head against hers. “That’s what I like to hear, my love.”

With a kiss to her swollen and tender lips, I got up and walked to the bathroom. After washing up, I came back with a washcloth to ease the tenderness I was sure I caused in her. I was rougher than I intended on being with her. I’ve been an animal to her lately. She had unleashed the beast in me.

“Michael, I don’t need that.”

“Yes, you do, woman. What you need is to learn to listen to me. I am the man, and your ass needs to learn what is good for you.”

I would do everything for her and I wanted her to listen to me where her safety was concerned. I wanted to own her body in the bedroom or whatever place that had her pussy open to me, but I knew who the boss was and it wasn’t me. She controlled my heart and soul.

“Yes, sir,” she replied with sass and a wink. I took off the cloth I had placed on her pussy and gave her a quick little spank right on her cooch.

“You are asking for it, baby. I am trying to let your pussy rest, but your greedy ass is begging for more, aren’t you?”

“Yes, sir.” That was the last real words uttered for the next hour as I took her again. Though this session had started out fast, it slowed to the gentle and passionate coupling I wanted to give her earlier.