Justice"Do you and Harley wanna come over for dinner tonight?" Mom asks as we're locking up the office to go home.Any other night I would scream yes, because that means we don't have to cook, but not this one. "Sorry, we have plans."She turns to me, her eyes looking deeply into mine. "Is everything okay?""I hate how everyone always asks that as soon as I opt out of family time.""That's not why I'm asking, Justice. You and Harley hardly ever say no to coming over.""No, you're asking because you're not used to me saying no. Mom, we're growing up." I put my hands out to the sides, holding them palms up. "Not everything is about you anymore."As soon as I say the words, I know they're a mistake. The hurt my mom can't suppress is enough to make me ashamed of myself. "I didn't think it was," she says, her voice tight. "I was only inviting you over for a meal. You don't want it? Don't come.""Mom." I reach for her arm, grabbing hold, stopping her from walking away from me. "I'm sorry,
Caelin"Come a little closer," I whisper as I crouch down toward the ground. She whines slightly, tippy tapping on the balls of her paws, seeming not to know what she should be doing. In my hand, I hold a piece of bologna. In my heart, I hold the hope that the mother and her babies will trust me enough to come out from behind the dumpster.She's standing there, peeking out at me. A few times I've seen her tail wagging. Once she slightly came out, but a loud car on the main road scared her, and she went slinking back to where she she's been hiding. There's a reminder of Justice in her hesitancy to accept what's being given. I recognize it almost as if it's her in front of me, and not this dog. It gives me more patience, and a deeper understanding of what the waiting will bring me.My legs are screaming as I hold the position, but I refuse to move. She's inching her way closer. I can cross the gap, reach out and touch her, but I don't want to scare her. Not after what it appears she's be
Caelin"Actually, I would since you're asking."The way she opens and closes her mouth says she wasn't expecting me to ask, but that's my favorite part about being with her. There are moments where she's so vulnerable and then others where she's stronger than I ever could have imagined she would be. Finally she composes herself. "You'll just have to keep on peeling the layers back and find out for yourself.""I can work with that."It's then she notices the mama and babies laying in the middle of my living room on the blanket and towel I brought them up on. "Ohmigosh! They're so little, and she's so pretty.""Yeah, I don't think she's very old." I have a seat on the floor next to them. "Probably just old enough to have been able to have a litter.""I hope she wasn't hurt." Justice sits down next to me, folding her legs underneath her and holding her hand out for the mama to sniff. "You're such a good mama," she praises. "Taking care of your puppies."To my surprise she gets up, coming
Caelin"If you have to end up doing something this afternoon and can't pick me up, it's fine. I can get my mom or Mandy to take me home. There's a whole network of people I can call.""No one is taking you home but me," I growl as I come to a stop in front of the law office. We've been halfway arguing about this the entire way here. "I get you don't want to take away from what I'm doing, but you're important, and I want to be the person you count on, Justice.""I do." She grips my white t-shirt in between her thumb and forefinger, tugging on it slightly. "But at the same time, I don't want to take over your life. It's too soon."Grabbing her hand, I stop her tugging on my shirt and use my other hand to tilt her chin up to me. "Please take over my life. I don't think you realize how in I am with you.""The club...""Is the club, but you're my whole fuckin' heart," I lift her hand to my heart, pressing it into my skin. Pleasure at my words rises up to her cheeks in the form of a pretty
JusticeMy phone buzzes, the noise being louder than normal as it's sitting on my desk. I hadn't wanted to miss when Caelin might call or text. Flipping it over, I see that I have a text from him."Oh my gosh!"When I open the text, it's a picture of the puppies all happily cuddled up, with Caelin laying on the floor, Joanie's head in the crook of his arm. It's the cutest thing I've ever seen. Both my mom and Mandy rush to my side."How hot is that?" Mandy grins."Would you stop." I smack her. "You're starting to give me a complex.""I was wondering when you were finally going to get sick of me ogling your man and stand up for yourself."Her words give me pause. Is that what everyone is waiting on me to do? With everything in my life? Are they purposely trying to get a reaction out of me? In some ways I can definitely see it. Especially with them telling me to be careful and not telling Harley. I wonder if there are other pieces of it I've ignored. I vow to myself I won't let it happen
CaelinPulling up to Charity's law office, I see the increased police presence. Whatever this is, it doesn't feel good. The tingling in my skin, the tightening at the base of my skull. Something is going down, and it'll be our job to try and figure it out before it happens.C: I'm outside your mom's office. Let me know when you get done.J: I told you I'd let you know when to come and get me.C: We had others telling us about this too. Your dad and Dalton are here to get them. It's my job to make sure you get home safe.J: Am I going back to your apartment?C: Or the clubhouse. J: I don't think it's a good idea to move the puppies.I don't either, but we'll do what Drew tells us to. I hate that she's already asking questions. Conveniently reminding me of my own mother. She's not one to sit idly by while things happen around her. Justice doesn't necessarily want to be in the thick of it, but she'll never be the old lady who knows absolutely nothing about what's going on. I like
JusticeThe door shuts behind Caelin and Joanie, leaving me alone in the apartment. This is the first time I've ever been able to inspect Caelin's private space without anyone seeing how I respond. At the clubhouse, there's always people around for one reason or another, and he hasn't left me by myself here prior to this moment.I'm gazing at the living space through brand-new eyes. Instead of the love-sick girl who used to follow him around, I'm now the woman who is this close to knowing how he feels inside of me. My body heats up as I remember what we did in his bed mere hours ago. Taking a deep breath, I walk over to where I've dropped my bag and pick it up. With shaking hands I bring it back to his bedroom. As I cross the threshold, I think of how it felt to me the other night. It was so much smaller in the dark of night, rather than the light of the early evening sun. Right now it looks huge, as if it could swallow me whole if I let it.I guess that's honestly a good metaphor for
CaelinSex has never been a nerve-wracking situation for me, but right now my heart feels as if it could beat out of its chest. Justice is about to give herself to me in a way that can only be given once, and above anything else, I know how special that is.Grinding my cock into her core is torture. But I've already asked her if she's sure, and she's assured me she is.Leveraging up, I stand, taking everything off, except for my boxer-briefs. She sits up, her eyes full of passion and unresolved question. "Can I?" She motions to the waistband of them. "Please," my answer is guttural.Her fingers shake as they snake around the material holding them up. Even though we've messed around, this feels more real than anything we've done up until this point. She seems to say fuck it, pushing them down my thighs, and before I know it, she's got my cock in between her fingers. Using her palm she rubs up and then back down the hard length. I allow myself the pleasure for a few seconds, but that'