Beautiful Chaos

CHAPTER 1

Sitting on the couch, I watched as my beautiful wife carried our baby girl up the stairs to put her in bed. I still couldn’t believe this was my life, married with a daughter and twins on the way. I never planned on having a life like this. I don’t know how I got so damn lucky, but I thanked God every day for the life I’m living.

Turning my head I stared out the large picture window, looking out at the Pacific Ocean. Watching the waves crash as the sun set
s.

“Babe, you ok?” That sweet, southern voice pulled me back to reality.

Leaning my head back I saw Jenna standing at the bottom of the steps, her perfect face pulled into a concerned frown. The setting sun shining through the window hitting her blonde hair gave her an almost angelic glow, she was absolutely fuckin’ amazing. And mine. We had gone through hell to get to where we are and I have no plans on letting my family go.

Smiling I nodded
and said, “I’m great. Get your sexy little ass over here.”

Jenna shook her head and laughed as she made
her way to me. Once she was on the couch she scooted around until her head was on my lap, her gorgeous green eyes looking up at me.

“You are
so fuckin’ beautiful, Jenna.” Seeing Jenna’s cheeks flush I couldn’t help but kiss her. I was addicted and had no plans of giving her up, ever.

“And you
’re sexy and hott and mine,” Jenna said, rubbing her hand down my arm.

Pulling
her up so she was straddling me I grabbed her face and smashed my lips to hers. She always tasted so sweet. Hearing her small moan, I took that as my cue. Sliding one hand down her body I quickly found the bottom of her dress and yanked it up, releasing her mouth just long enough to pull the dress over her head. I loved the flush her smokin’ hot body got when she was turned on. I loved that it was me who caused that.

Jenna
looked into my eyes, like nothing else mattered. It was just her and I. Our pasts, our scars…nothing could come between us.

Jenna used the space to slip her hand down to my gym shorts and shoved her hand inside, grabbing onto my throbbing cock. She smirked and said, “You’re always hard.”

Hissing between my clenched teeth I said, “It’s your fuckin’ fault. You could just look at me and I’m hard.”

Lifting my hips Jenna pulled my shorts and boxers down
, letting them hit the floor. Jenna positioned herself above me as I pushed her tiny thong to the side and slipped one finger into her, then two. Making the “come here” motion I watched as Jenna let her head fall back and her breathing accelerated. Drawing one nipple into my mouth I gently sucked and nipped until she was rocking her hips against my hand.

“Please baby, I want you inside me. I want to feel you,” Jenna bit out.

Just as Jenna stopped talking I thrust my hips up and slammed into her, causing her to cry out. That sound was almost too much for me to handle. Gripping her hips I held her in place, not letting her move.

Jenna frowned and pouted, “I want to move, let go babe.”

“Do you want this to be over now or last awhile?” I asked.

Smirking Jenna said, “It’s all about self-control. You need to learn some, sir.”

Letting go of her hips I pulled her head to me, so we were sitting forehead to forehead. “So country, you goin’ to show me how all those years of riding lessons benefits me?”

Nodding
, Jenna started slowly riding me. Picking up her pace, I watched as her tits bounced in front of me, asking to be sucked on. Grabbing one I placed my mouth on it and teased her taut nipple with my tongue. With my other hand I rolled her other nipple between my thumb and pointer finger, tugging slightly.

“Oh God, Larkin. I love the feel of your dick sliding in and out of me,” Jenna moaned.

“I love your tight little pussy,” I grunted.

Moving my hand down
I used my thumb and rubbed small, quick circles around her clit. I could tell Jenna was getting close, her inner muscles were squeezing my dick to the point I was going to lose it with her.

All it took was Jenna getting off and calling out, “Fuck. I love you.”

As my body jerked with her I said, “I love you too baby, infinity.”

Rolling us so we were both
lying on the couch facing each other, I pulled the blanket off the back and covered us.

Jenna
outlined the tattoos on my chest while biting down on her bottom lip and hesitantly asked, “Will you ever tell me about your past? I mean, like your dad and what you were like before I met you.”

I knew Jenna had wondered about my past. It’s not something I liked to talk about, but I owed it to her. She had told me everything about her past, her hurt.
I wanted to tell her but I didn’t want to scare her away. If she left, I would lose everything that means something to me.

Sighing I clo
sed my eyes. Just as I was going to start telling her, Jenna said, “You don’t have to tell me. Don’t feel obligated. I want to know, but not until you’re comfortable and ready to tell me.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to tell you, it’s that I don’t want to scare you away. I
f I lose you and Evie,” I sucked in my breath and shook my head. “I lose everything. I don’t know what I would do without you two…well I guess now it’s without you four.” I rubbed my hand over her small baby bump.

“Your past won’t change the love I have for you.
Weren’t you the one who told me not too long ago that my past didn’t matter, you love me anyway?” Jenna kissed me softly.

“I just don’t know where to start…” I trailed off and looked back out the window.

Jenna ran her hand down my cheek and used her thumb to rub over my lips. “I love you.”

“Love you too, baby.”

CHAPTER 2

Reaching for Jenna’s hand I pulled it to my mouth, kissing it softly before intertwining our fingers and resting our hands on my chest.

“Just thinking about my dad is hard, I tried to block his memory out, stop the pain.
I tried for years to numb the pain but nothing worked until I met you.”

Jenna smiled and said, “You made my life better, too.”

“I was twelve years old when my dad was shot. It was June seventh at nine nineteen in the morning. He was a police officer in Cincinnati and got called to a robbery with hostages. Being the first on scene he didn’t want to wait and went into the bank. As soon as he stepped through the doors he was shot, point blank range. Once in the chest, once in the head. We were told he died instantly. I guess that’s supposed to make it ok, make it all better. I still remember what I was doing that day and what happened over the next few weeks. It’s like it just happened, and it was over ten years ago.”

Jenna kissed my cheek softly and whispered, “I love you so much and to think of everything you went through at such a young age breaks my heart.”

Before I could say anything else Jenna’s phone was ringing. Jenna leaned up and grabbed her phone off the coffee table. Scrunching her brows together and drawing her lips into a flat line Jenna answered and said, “Mom? Is everything ok?”

Jenna was biting down on her bottom lip when she raised her tear filled green eyes up to meet mine.

I instantly was worried. Jenna had lost her father eighteen months earlier and I knew she was still dealing with that pain. Now Jenna’s pregnant and she didn’t need anything else to worry about.

“Ok, mom. Just calm down. Dakota is only barely fourteen, how much trouble could he really get in?...What?...I’m coming home mom…I’m beating the hell out of him…I love him and there is no way my little brother is going to be acting this way…Mom, he’s not the only one who lost someone when dad died, we all did.”

Jenna stood and walked to the end table, where her laptop was charging. She opened the screen and clicked the internet symbol.

“I’m booking a flight now. I will be there sometime tomorrow. I love you, mom,” Jenna said just before hanging up and letting her tears fall.

Jumping up, in just a few short strides I was at her side. “What’s going on?” I rubbed my hand down her back.

Jenna sniffed a few times and ran her fingers under her eyes, wiping the tears away. “Dakota is in trouble, not just detention at school kinda trouble. I mean courts and police kinda trouble.”

“What? What did he do?” I asked fully concerned.

Jenna shook her head and said, “He’s in the hospital right now, drug deal gone badly. He has stolen some stuff and my mom said the kids he’s hanging around with are older and she thinks he’s having sex.”

I felt my blood pressure rising with each word Jenna said. Her f
amily had been put through hell. Dakota didn’t need to be adding more stress. But then I realized he was acting exactly how I did after I lost my dad. Maybe if I could talk to him, I could talk some sense into him.

“Babe, that’s exactly how I acted when I lost my dad. Let me go with you, let me talk to him. Maybe I can help.”

Jenna was searching flights when she paused to look at me and asked, “You would do that?”

I frowned. “I would do anything for you. I have been where your brother is and if someone doesn’t stop him…” I closed my eyes and shook my head. “If we don’t stop him, where he is headed
, it isn’t good.”

Jenna placed her hands on either side of my face and said, “I am so in love with you. You are absolutely amazing. Thank you so much for this.”

Smiling I said, “I love you, too. Now let’s go kick some ass and get your brother back in line.”

After booking our flight for the next morning at eight we went upstairs to pack. I made arrangements with my team to meet them Sunday morning. Luckily we were playing in New Orleans this week.

“Babe, it will be ok,” I said, trying to be reassuring.

Jenna gave me a half smile and shrugged. “I hope.”

“After I lost my dad, we left the city. We moved to my Grandpa’s farm. I guess my mom thought if we got out of the city we would be ok, nothing would hurt. To me it made everything worse. I felt like not only did I lose my dad, I lost my whole life. Everything I had grown up with, everything I had known was gone.”

Jenna was folding a shirt when she paused to look at me. “Are you actually telling me about your past?”

Smiling, I nodded. “That was one of the worst times of my life. I don’t like talking about it but you deserve to know. You told me about Jacob and I know how hard that was for you.

“Babe, don’t feel like you have to tell me,” Jenna said, dropping her eyes from mine and back to the suitcase.

“I don’t feel that why, I want you to know. I will be telling Dakota some of my not so pleasant details and I don’t want you finding out that way or Dakota knowing more about me than you do.”

“Ok. I just don’t want you feeling pressured. I would love to know but only when you’re ready.” Jenna sat on our bed and
looked up at me with the most gorgeous green eyes. “Just know that no matter what you tell me or how bad your past was I love you and I always will.”

S
itting beside her I pulled her tight to my side and whispered, “I love you more than you will ever know.” We sat in silence for a few moments, just holding each other. Taking a deep breath I started, “Once we moved to Grandpa’s I lost it. I was a loner and picked fights with anyone and everyone. As you know my Uncle Chad is only seven years older than and back then he wasn’t the straight and narrow kind of man he is today. He was a partier and it was through him I got my first taste of rebellion.”