As Luck Would Have It (13 page)

“Well, that’s nice to know. I’ll discuss it with Marcus and we’ll see what happens. I love you guys. Be good for Aunt Nat.” Sydney stood there for a moment looking at her reflection in the metal doors after they left on the elevator and then went back to Marcus’ room.

As soon as Sydney walked in, Marcus said, “Hey, your kids are great. Even your sister is nice.”

“Yeah, you have to watch out for her. She’s sneaky. But my kids think you’re cool, too. As a matter of fact, Dominick wanted to know if you’d be staying at our house until we were settled at yours. He thinks that because we’re married, we should be together.”

“He’s a smart one, that Dominick. What do the other kids think?” Marcus asked.

“The twins are all for it, and well, Mickey, she’s at a stage right now. She really doesn’t have an opinion. If it isn’t about her, it’s not important.” Sydney sat next to Marcus on the bed. “I’d really love it if you would come home with me tomorrow.”

Marcus grabbed Sydney and pulled her down beside him. “There isn’t anywhere else I’d rather be.”

Sydney looked up at him and kissed him. “Looks like things are gonna work out after all.”

CHAP1TER seventeen

Early the next afternoon, Sydney arrived home with Marcus. He had a hell of a time using his crutches with the immobilizer but refused to use a wheelchair and walker.  “We’ll set you up on the couch until I figure out where we’re going to sleep,” Sydney said.

By the time Marcus actually made it into the house, he was exhausted. “That’s fine, I just have to lie down. My fucking leg is killing me.”

Natalie was sitting at the kitchen counter drawing. “Hey, welcome home. How you feeling?” She got up to help Sydney with Marcus.

“Can you help me get him to the couch?” Sydney asked.

“We set you up in the living room,” Natalie said. “Let’s take him in there so he won’t have to be moved later.”

Sydney was surprised to find that there was a queen size bed all made up and a TV in the living room. “How did you do all this?”

“Stewart and Stella came by yesterday and helped me and the kids move some stuff. We figured Marcus wouldn’t be able to make the stairs, so we moved the bigger mattress down here with the TV. We knew you wouldn’t leave him down here alone. This way, you’ll both be comfortable,” Natalie explained.

Sydney had tears in her eyes. “Thank you so much.”

“Yeah, yeah, I know. You owe me.” Natalie pointed to her bags. “I gotta get going. I have clients to see tomorrow and still don’t have all my sketches done.” She kissed Marcus on the cheek. “Nice meeting you, again. Feel better.” She made her way to Sydney, hugging and kissing her good bye. “Enjoy him,” she whispered in her ear. “I’ll probably see you at Thanksgiving.”

After Natalie left, Sydney settled Marcus in bed. “I really need to call Stella and Stewart and thank them for this. The only problem now is that we don’t have any privacy.”

“I know they’re your kids, but we haven’t had a problem with privacy before.” Marcus thought about the few times they had done it in public. “We’ll make sure we keep it low.” He patted the space next to him on the bed.

“I’d really love to cuddle with you, but I have a million things that need to get done if we’re gonna get on with our lives.”  Sydney kissed Marcus and headed for the kitchen.

“Holy fucking shit!” Sydney called out.

“What’s the matter, babe?” Marcus asked, worried. He couldn’t get up fast enough if he needed to help her. “Are you alright?”

“You could not imagine how packed my fridge is with food and shit.” She moved to the pantry. “The pantry is just as full,” she yelled.

Michaela came barreling down the stairs. She saw her mom standing in front of the pantry. “Stella and Stewart had a ton of grocery bags when they came yesterday to set up the bed.” She grabbed a drink from the refrigerator and went back upstairs.

Sydney went into the living room to talk to Marcus. “I can’t believe they did that.”

“That’s Stella for you. She loves to take care of people, and poor Stewart, he just trails behind,” Marcus explained.

“They really are good people. We need to do something special for them as a thank you.”

“Trust me. They’re not looking for anything in return. This is just how they are. Besides, you heard what Stew said to her when we told them we were married.”

“Yeah, something about an instant family.” Sydney looked confused. “What did that mean?”

“I guess they figured I would never marry or have kids. Now, although the kids aren’t mine, we’re all still a family.”

Sydney sat down next to Marcus on the bed. “I really don’t get why they would think that. You’re so good looking and still young.”

“Even though I dated a few girls, I never really connected with them. If I didn’t get married, I couldn’t have kids.” Marcus grabbed her and pulled her across his lap. “It’s all irrelevant now,” he said, planting a nice kiss on her lips.

“But I need to know. If you had married someone who didn’t already have kids, would you have wanted to have kids?” Sydney asked.

Marcus thought about it for a few seconds. “It didn’t play out that way. If you were able to have more kids, would you?” Marcus asked, turning the table on Sydney.

“Absolutely. I would have loved to have kids with you. I see how natural you are with mine. You’d be such a loving father.”

“Well, then let me learn to love your kids. I’m sure it’s not going to be hard. I already like them very much.”

“Yeah, let’s see how much you like them after you’ve lived with them for a week,” she warned him.

“By the way, you have a great house. As much as I love my house, I would be willing to move in here and sell mine.”

Sydney was surprised at the offer, but she really didn’t want to stay in her house. It had too many memories of Philippe. She was ready to move on. “I appreciate the offer, and it would be much simpler, but I think it’s time for a change.”

“Okay then, tomorrow we can take a ride over and see the house. The kids can pick rooms, and you can get some ideas for decorating.”

“You’re going to allow me to decorate your house?” She was thrilled and excited.

“It’s your house now, too, and you did go to school for interior design, right?”

Sydney put her arms around Marcus’ neck and squeezed him tight. She saw him grimace. “Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot you were still sore. I just love you so much.” She kissed him and got up. “I have to start dinner or we’ll never eat.”

At dinner time, Sydney yelled for everyone to come down and eat. She went into the living room to help Marcus up and into the kitchen.

She looked up at Marcus as they sat down at opposite ends of the table and gave him a silly wave. Marcus couldn’t help but laugh. They sat and ate and laughed just like any other night.

When dinner was over, Sydney helped Marcus back to the living room. Sydney felt like she was back to her daily routine, but it didn’t feel so mundane anymore.

All the kids disappeared upstairs to do their own things.
              She snaked her body across the bed next to Marcus. “I’m all yours now.” She draped her arm across him and nuzzled his neck.

“Dinner was great. Do you always eat together like that?”

“Most of the time. It depends on if someone has practice or something, but I always tried to get everyone to eat together. Otherwise, I would never see my kids, and they’d be in their rooms all the time or at friends’.” Sydney pushed up on one elbow, “Is something wrong?”

“I’m just concerned that when you move them to my house, things will change.”

Things are gonna change, but we will set the precedent. Dinners have not been like that for months. I couldn’t bring myself to eat at the table after Philippe died. I ate at the kitchen counter, if I ate at all. The kids would eat in shifts, and I allowed it.”

“I didn’t mean to bring up bad memories,” he said, noticing Sydney’s expression changed.

“That’s not going to happen, not here and not at the new house. We will eat as a family. I’m not that depressed person I was a week ago. Things will always change, except my love for you.” She leaned into Marcus and gave him a passionate kiss. His mouth opened slightly. She thrust her tongue in, forcing his mouth to open completely, running her tongue over his teeth.

“Babe, what if one of the kids comes down?” Marcus asked nervously.

“We’re only kissing,” Sydney replied with a smile.

“Yeah, but if you keep kissing me like that, I‘m not going to be able to control myself.”

“Let me go upstairs and freshen up. I’ll check on the kids and come right back.” Sydney wiggled out of bed and headed up the stairs. She quickly showered and shaved. It had been two days since she had been able to take a real shower, and she wanted to make sure she was just as smooth at home as she was in Vegas.

She rummaged through her drawers for something sexy to wear, but all she could come up with were some nice bras with matching panties. She didn’t want to put undies or a bra back on, so she settled on a sexy short nightgown, covering it with her short robe.

While she was upstairs, she said goodnight to the kids so she wouldn’t have to go back up later.

Before Sydney entered the living room, she stood at the doorway and tried to strike a sexy pose. Marcus watched her but couldn’t hold back his laughter. “What are you doing? Stop that and come over here,” he said, patting the bed next to him.

Sydney slowly made her way to the bed. “I was trying to be sexy, not funny,” she said, pouting.

“Babe, you don’t have to try to be sexy. You’re already sexy. Standing against the wall like that was just silly, but thanks for the laugh.” He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her onto the bed.

Sydney removed her robe and cuddled right up to him, draping her leg over his good leg, making sure not to hit the bad leg. Marcus reached for her ass and noticed she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“Babe, where are your panties?” he asked with a smile.

“I don’t wear panties to bed.”

“Oh, I thought you only did that for me in Vegas. So I’ll have easy access to your hot spot every night?” His grin reached from ear to ear.

“My hot spot needs you now,” she said, covering his mouth with hers. It wasn’t long before his fingers found her hot spot. He slid his finger through the slit from her ass to her clit where he made small circular movements that ‘caused Sydney’s legs to shake. As he thrust his finger in and out rapidly, Sydney began to pant. It took all her strength not to moan out loud.  She pressed her mouth against Marcus’ lips and other parts of his body to keep from making too much noise.

Sydney cupped her hand around his hard shaft, stroking it with every thrust of his finger, keeping the same pace. “I need to be inside you,” Marcus whispered in her ear.

Sydney tried to remove Marcus’ sweatpants but the immobilizer made it was very difficult. She settled on pulling them down to his thighs so they were low enough for his erection to spring free. She kissed the bulbous tip, ran her tongue around the ridge, and sucked him into her mouth. She took him to the back of her throat, and then returned her tongue to the barbell to play.

“Babe, straddle me,” Marcus instructed her in the lowest voice he could muster.

Trying to keep herself covered with the sheets, she straddled him. She pressed her hands into the bed and used the balls of her feet to raise herself onto him. He was so hard that he slid right in. “God, I missed that barbell,” Sydney moaned.

Marcus had his hands on her hips, guiding her up and down. Even though he couldn’t move any other part of his body, it felt so good just to be in the warm wetness between her legs.

Sydney pressed her hands against his torso and began bucking, as Marcus rubbed his thumb against her clit. “Oh, that feels so good, don’t stop. Oh, here it comes.” She went still and threw her head back. Marcus continued to rub her as she pulsated on his dick. When she raised her head and opened her eyes, she saw Marcus smiling at her.

“Don’t get off, just spin around.” Marcus held her hips to help her turn.” Sydney pressed her hands into the bed between his legs and began riding him. She could feel his hands on her cheeks. When he pushed his thumb into her ass, Sydney bolted upright. “Oh.”

Marcus placed his other hand on the small of her back and gently pushed her back. “Ride it, babe. Oh, that feels so good.” Sydney used her hands to press herself back and forth. From the rubbing of his hard shaft and the pressure in her ass, she teetered at the edge. She felt Marcus tense. He pressed his thumb further into her, and they came together.

Sydney had never experienced anything like that before and was a little embarrassed by it. She couldn’t bring herself to turn around. “Syd, babe, look at me,” Marcus demanded. Sydney barely looked over her shoulder.

“What’s the matter, did I hurt you?” Now Marcus was concerned.

Sydney shook her head, and looked away quickly.

Marcus lifted Sydney off of him and forced her to turn around. She knelt between his legs with her hands over her face. “You can’t possibly be embarrassed. I’ve seen every inch of your amazing body, and we’ve had sex a dozen or more times already. What did I do that was wrong?” he asked, trying not to raise his voice.

Through her hands, she said, “You stuck your finger in my ass. I’ve never had anyone stick anything in my ass.”

Marcus grabbed her hands and pulled them away from her face. “Did it hurt?”

“Not exactly, but it felt weird,” she confessed.

“Well, if it’s any consolation it felt amazing to me. I’d like to stick something else in your ass.”

Sydney flushed. “Ah, hello, you’re not sticking that humongous thing in my ass,” she said, her voice raising a little.

“Shhh, do we want everyone to know you have this weird ass phobia?”

She slapped his chest. “I don’t have a phobia. I just know it’s gonna hurt.”

“Babe, I would never hurt you. If you said stop, I would stop. If we stretch it out a little at a time, you’ll see how amazing it feels,” Marcus assured her.

“We’ll see. Can we just focus on the front hole for a little longer? I’m not sure I’m ready for the back door yet.” Sydney grimaced.