Wanting It All: Michael and Sarah (6 page)

MICHAEL

I got a sharp pain in my chest when she hung up on me. I’d never had this feeling before, it was worse than when I’d been living out of dumpsters. Last night had been the best night of my life. I’d never actually slept with the women I’d had sex with. I wouldn’t get close to a woman I considered a whore. They all were, except Sarah. I knew I loved her since the first time we met. It was obvious because I couldn’t have sex with Brandi the bimbo, who practically chased me for months since the party.

I have to talk to her and make her see what we could be together. The thoughts pushed me into action. After I showered, dressed, and jumped in my Escalade, I headed towards her house. Wanting to give her something, I made a pit stop at Jared’s to pick out a pretty trinket for her. With my gift in hand and hope in my heart, I set out to win my woman. When I pulled up to her apartment, I was in for a hell of shock.

I was seething and seeing red. I’d come to win her back, and I watched as her ex was opening the door with a key. I wanted to give up, but I realized that was never a possibility. I had to fight for her. That was it, I wasn’t letting her go back to him. Not after what we’d shared. Didn’t she feel it?

I wanted to punch that bastard for having ever been with Sarah in the first place. When I was close enough, I heard her say, “Jason, you have to leave. I didn’t cheat on you with Michael. I am not coming back to you. Please leave.” And the whole scene that followed made my blood run cold. I didn’t bother to stop. I charged into the door and kicked it in. I could hear her scream for him to stop, then a choking sound. I rushed to her bedroom, pulling the bastard off her by his hair. Without a thought, I started pummeling him in the face. As we fought, Sarah was huddled in the corner gasping for air. I took one look at her and murder was on my mind. Moments later the sirens could be heard, but I hadn’t let up. It wasn’t until I was pulled off by the cops did I stop.

Jason was unconscious when the police finally got me off him. I got out of their grasps and went to Sarah. I scooped her up, carrying her to the living room.

She was wrapped in my arms when she tried to tell us what happened. Her voice cracked with fear, shock, and the pain from Jason’s hands having been around her throat. “He came to see me… and wanted us to get back… together.”

I watched the woman I loved and adored while she tried to talk to the cops with terror in her eyes, and I wanted to kill the fucker. He was lucky that he only suffered a little for what he’d done to her. If I had my way and a few seconds more, Jason Andrews would be dead. I knew that the police should handle this, but I also knew the Andrews family was wealthy and had massive influence in Chicago. They were going to try to find a way to get their son out of this, but I wasn’t going to let that fuck get away. I held her close to me and could feel her shaking. The love of my life was afraid, and I couldn’t fix that.

The detectives spoke with us while we waited for the ambulance. Well they spoke mostly with me since she wasn’t up for speaking. I was taking her ass to the hospital whether she liked it or not. I needed to know that she was going to be okay. We tried to talk to her, but she was so shaken up by everything that she hardly saw or heard us. The first ambulance came for the fuck and then another arrived for her.

I called Paul to have him meet me at the hospital. He had been my guy for a decade, and I could use him to get everything I needed. I wanted all the dirt on Andrews. I would have him buried one way or another. He almost took her away from me. When we tried to put her in the ambulance, she refused let go of me.

“My love, I need to put you in the ambulance. I am not going to go anywhere.” She wasn’t responding to me; I thought my heart was going to break. With the help of the paramedic, I maneuvered us into the ambulance without letting her go. Damn, I was hoping he hadn’t broken her spirit or I’d find him and torture him to death.

“Sir, we are going to need to get her vitals. Place this on her chest, on the top of her left breast and I’ll place this sensor on her hand.” The paramedic was talking to me like I was the one scared. Well, I guess I looked like I was. Fuck, my future was almost taken from me. I almost walked away. I couldn’t think about it. The tears were falling down my face, but I didn’t realize it until the medic asked me if I was going to be okay. Right now, all that mattered was that she was going to be okay, and that was what I told them.

“Sir her vitals seem normal, but we’re going to need to have her evaluated and looked over at the hospital. Just to be sure she’s going to be okay.”

I nodded my head in acceptance, holding her close. We made it to the hospital in record time. We were taken into the emergency room and were met with a female doctor, which I happened to be grateful for. After a few minutes, I was finally able to get her to let go so she could be examined. I stood by and held her hand. I wanted her to know I was here and not going anywhere.

After the examination, which was only superficial, they had a room prepared for her. She finally started talking a little, only to complain that she didn’t need a room. Stubborn woman. God, I loved her so much. “Baby, you need a room. They need to monitor you. That bastard nearly crushed your windpipe. Sarah, please.”

“Michael, I am so sorry. I regretted leaving the moment I got home. I am so sorry… it’s my fault. If I hadn’t been there…if I had stayed with you…this wouldn’t have happened.” She actually sounded pissed with herself. If she wasn’t hurt, I’d have to snap on her ass for that shit.

“Don’t, babe, don’t do that to yourself. He would have found a way to get to you. It would just have been another time when we were not with each other.” I tightened my grip on her hand and mentally willed her to get better.

We spent the next day in the hospital. I had things I need to work on, so I did what I could from her bedside because fuck if I was leaving it. Stacy and David showed up after they had seen Jason on the news. 

SARAH

“Why didn’t you guys call us?” Stacy screeched.

“We’ve been so caught up in what happened and getting her well that I let it slip my mind,” Michael said to David.

They stayed for the next two hours, but decided to give us some time alone. Michael walked them out of the room and to the elevator, but I knew they were going to talk about what happened to me. The moment he left me I felt empty and scared, but I understood Jason couldn’t get to me here and Michael wouldn’t leave me for good.

I looked at my phone and noticed I still have two unanswered voicemails. I clicked on the little envelope. The first was from Michael from last night and the other was from Jason. I wasn’t going to listen to Jason’s message, I wouldn’t even bother.  After I listened to the voicemail from Michael, I laughed, cried, and smiled. He loved me. I couldn’t believe it. I knew he wanted me in his bed, but I had no idea his feelings were as special and deep as love. If I could, I’d be jumping up and down happy dancing around the room.

He walked back and gets to the doorway of the room to see me smiling like a giddy love struck fool. “I liked my voicemail from last night. It was very funny.”

“I don’t remember what I had said, but I know it had to be pretty dirty. Well, baby, you know you make me horny. I am sorry, baby, but I was pretty drunk, and I have wanted to be with you since Maddie’s party,” he remarked with a dirty grin and a shrug.

I did everything I could not to cry. I wanted Michael’s affection and words to be true. His voicemail said he loved me. I could believe it, but like he said, he was drunk. I won’t know the truth unless I asked him, and I wasn’t going to do that.

“When can we leave, Michael? I don’t know where I am going to go, but I need to get my things. Stacy said I could stay…” He placed a finger on my lips stopping what I was going to say.

He gave me a look that said he was in charge, and whispered harshly, “Don’t, woman. You are coming home with me. No ifs, ands, or buts about it, babe. So get that out of your pretty little head.”

MICHAEL

The hospital let us out a few hours later and we drove back to my place in silence. I grabbed her hand, kissed and tucked it within mine. I needed to feel her, to know she was safe. I caught her looking at my busted but bandaged knuckles on and off, but she didn’t say anything about them. I didn’t bring it up because I was afraid she’d go back into her catatonic state.

I stole glances and lifted her hand to give kisses throughout the whole ride. I was afraid to kiss her lips, because the feelings that had been going through me since I woke up with her gone weren’t fit for someone in her situation. Man, how I really wanted to love her hard.

We entered the condo, I drew her to me, then placed a gentle kiss on her swollen and bruised lips. I wanted to murder that S

OB when she winced in pain. Picking up the love of my life, I carried her to the sofa. “Michael, I can walk, you do not need to carry me.”

“I know you can, but I want to carry my woman. Sarah, I thought I was going to lose you yesterday, and I was worried all day and night that they would find something wrong that they didn’t catch the first time. I need to know you are safe. I felt like my heart fell out of my chest when I heard you scream.” Hugging her like my life depended on it, I whispered words of love and admiration in Italian.

“Michael, I don’t have any idea what you are saying, but I like the way it sounds.” She smiled at me, and it was all I could take. Capturing her lips with a kiss, I laid her down on the couch while my hand slipped eagerly under her blouse. We were getting carried away with our passionate need. Her moans were intensifying, and I was grinding my rock hard cock into her pelvis. I opened my eyes to look at the woman who stole my heart only to see the tears that threaten to fall.

I lifted up to get off of her. “Oh, baby, I am sorry. You have been through hell and I am here acting like a feral beast.”

SARAH

“No, Michael, I need to forget. Please, don’t stop. I don’t want to remember. I need you. Please.” I grabbed his shirt and tugged him down for a passionate and needy kiss. Our encounter was anything but slow; in fact, it was frantic. We both needed the life affirming feeling of our passion to feel okay again. I lifted his shirt over his head and immediately captured his nipple in my hot mouth. I hadn’t been aggressive with our encounters together before, but I needed to show him I was going to be alright. I knew I scared him yesterday, but I wasn’t going to let Jason win. After all, he was trying to kill me. I didn’t think he was going to rape me. I was nearly unconscious when Michael came, which gave me the will to hang on.

I bit down, then licked his small hard peak that was dark in color. He had olive skin that contrasted with his sexy gray eyes. This man was made for seduction. A pure man in every way. I continued my assault on his bared chest, and I was rewarded with a satisfied, animalistic growl. Quickly, I pushed him off me; I had to take control of this hunger. He’s sitting on the couch looking stunned. It was obvious that he was thinking he’d done something wrong, so he tipped my chin to look at him and I greeted him with my lust filled eyes. My eyes and hands roamed down south and started undoing his pants.

“I didn’t have breakfast this morning, and I am starving.” I gave him a look, letting him know what I had on my mind.

MICHAEL

I thought I was going to come just from those words alone, then I felt her tongue lick the tip of my cock. “You don’t have to do this,” I said. I truly meant those words with all my heart, but my body was telling me to shut the fuck up and let her.

“I know I don’t have to. I want to. Now enjoy, big boy.” She knelt down before me.

Shaking already I warned her, “Cara, I’m too close…I won’t last.” She took me into her mouth, moving up and down, slowly teasing me. I grasped her hair, losing control, and guiding her to the pace I needed. “I am going to come.” I tried to warn her and pull her away, but she was having none of that. I exploded in her greedy mouth with the best orgasm I’d ever had. Never had any of my dreams come remotely close to this, and I’d fantasized about her beautiful lips around my cock so many times.

Getting my bearings, I got off the sofa and took her in my arms, kissing her until she was moaning. We weren’t finished one bit. I carried my precious treasure to our bedroom. It was ours now, because I refused to let her leave me, again. I’d tie her ass to the bed if I had to. Laying her down, I stood at the edge of the bed admiring her beauty. Suddenly, it flashed before me. An image of her in all her stunning glory, only with a large rounded belly, swollen with my child. She’d probably think, if I told her what I was thinking, that I was moving too fast, but I wasn’t letting her go. I’d give any child we had the childhood I missed out on. One day, I’d have to tell her the truth about me, but only when I was certain she wasn’t going to run. I remembered the day my life changed for the better.

I had been a thirteen-year-old boy who scavenged through bins, raided gardens, and slept on the street. I had been digging into a field of grapes when a man had spotted me. Before I could get away, the man had caught me. Taking in my appearance the old man did not have the heart to admonish the child he saw before him. “Piccolo, are you hungry?” He had taken me into their house and introduced me to a petite woman. “I am Pietro Vitale and this is my wife Lucia.”

They taught me how to read and write in both Italian and English. They gave me a gift I could never repay.  So I tried to be the son they could be proud to call their own and never let them down again.

Sarah on the other hand was a good girl from a hard working family; she deserved someone better, less tainted than me. I had to tell her the truth about my past before we went any further. Well, not yet, I wanted to make love to her one more time before she looked at me with disgust.

“Cara, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.” Kissing and caressing my way up her body, only stopping to taste her delicious juices that told me how much she enjoyed my touch.

“Oh Michael!!” she cried out, coming all over my face.

While she was still riding her orgasm, I climbed up and claimed her hot wet pulsing core. “Sei mia, solo mia.” I nipped her lips, letting her taste her flavor before stating, “You’re mine, only mine.”