Chapter Fifty Seven

Trinity

The boys had been hanging out outside for quite a while, looking like they were up to no good. I was observing them from the kitchen counter when Maddie approached me.

“Hey, you okay?” Maddie asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just watching those guys out there,” I replied.

“Oh, that’s normal. You’ll get used to it again real quick,” Maddie assured me.

“They’re really close, huh?”

“Some would say co-dependent on certain days,” Mia chimed in.

Felicity laughed. “Only some days?”

“Are we all that close?” I asked.

“The closest,” Mia confirmed.

“I heard you were pretty amazing today, babe,” Maddie said.

“Really?”

“Benji was so excited when he picked me up. I’ll have to wear a dam and get him to double wrap tonight to keep my womb safe from the pounding that’s coming,” Maddie joked.

I laughed. “Oh god.”

Mia joined in. “Holy shit.”

Felicity added, “You sure he’s not trying to get you pregnant? That sounds oddly like Dave when he was trying to put Bella inside me.”

Mia burst into laughter.

“What did I do? I heard my name?” Dave walked in.

“Of course you walked in for that,” Felicity said.

“I just came in to say we’re all going to head out. Trinity had a long day and she has to be back there first thing in the morning. So what were you talking about?”

“Nothing, let’s go,” Felicity said.

“I’ll grab Bella while you say goodbye,” Dave offered.

Dave and Felicity quickly said their goodbyes to everyone, followed shortly by Maddie and Benji. Mia and Clint stayed a little longer for a cup of tea and a chat. And just like that, it was 8:30pm. The kids had all been bathed and fed and were now fast asleep. Stephen and I had just finished tidying up the kitchen. I couldn’t help but think to myself what a well-organized chaos we had going here. Yet it seemed to work perfectly.

“I’m just going to lock up everywhere and head up for a shower, sweetheart,” Stephen said.

“No problem. I just want to put the last of these dishes away then make a tea and I’ll be up.”

Stephen kissed me softly then headed upstairs with a bottle of water. When I heard the floorboards above me squeak ever so slightly, I knew he had gone in to check on the twins. I finished putting the dishes away and then filled the kettle to boil it. As I waited, I found myself replaying the events of today over again in my head. Truthfully, I had done this repeatedly today, going over and over ADA Eames’ questions to me.

I hadn’t told Stephen or the others this, but I had been doing this a lot lately. Honestly, I was scared that each day I was going to forget more and more and they would have to continually keep going over this with me. I didn’t want to be a burden like that to them, it isn’t fair, they don’t deserve a life like that.

I had been too embarrassed to tell them that I had taken to making important notes in my phone about things they told me so I could sit and go through them when I was on my own, so I could remember things for the next time I saw them.

And then there were the random memories that came back to me. Memories that I didn’t really receive back in whole, but something in me was telling me a part of it was significant. There were times where I heard something said and I could remember or envision Stephen or I saying it to each other as if we had done that before.

The perfect example of it was when I said back to him and Livy, “I love you most.” I didn’t know why I had the urge to say that in that very moment, but I knew I needed to, because I was supposed to say it, and I knew at some time I had heard him say that to me.

I didn’t realize I had been lost in my thoughts for so long until I turned to look at the kettle and saw it was off the boil. I had to reboil it for a few minutes to make my cup of tea before switching the kitchen light off and heading up to our bed. Naturally, because that is what it is to me, an instinct to nurture and protect, I checked on our children before pulling their doors too slightly but not fully so we could hear them if the twins got up.

I headed into our bedroom and placed my cup of tea down before heading back and shutting the bedroom door halfway. When I turned back around, I saw Stephen walking out of the bathroom and at the same time as I was coming back in the room. We looked into each other’s eyes and into our souls, standing there motionless. We didn’t need to say anything, in his eyes I could see how much he loved me.

“Stephen?” I asked.

“Yes,” he answered softly.

“I want to touch you tonight.”

“Okay, baby,” he said, swallowing heavily, looking nervous.

His hands pulled me against him and I could feel a lump against me. I realized it was his cock, now big and hard. I smiled back at him and gave him a big beautiful smile. Then, I dropped to my knees, sliding down his briefs with me. I really wanted to try and please him tonight, be the wife he had lost because of this accident. Be the wife he needed.

His cock was pushed down, but then popped up when freed. I grabbed it then opened my mouth, pulled it in, then clamped my lips around his shaft. His cock was warm and hard. I ran my tongue under it, then slowly pulled my head back, then forward, sliding my lips up and down his cock. Reaching around with both hands, I grabbed the cheeks of his ass and pulled him towards me and into my mouth, then fell back in a rocking motion. I looked up at him and our eyes made contact.

I looked into his as if to tell and show him just how much he meant to me, his patience and his love he had shown me. He brought his hands alongside my head and held my head, thrusting his hips forward as he pulled my head towards him, sending his cock deep into my mouth.

Just as fast, he pulled his hips back and his cock slid out, but I managed to keep its head in, just before he thrust it back in. He face fucked me for a few minutes, then took his shirt off. Grabbing my chin, he pushed my head back and his cock fell out of my mouth.

He kicked off his briefs and lay on the bed. His head was against the headboard in one corner, and his legs spread across the bed with his cock bobbing upward.

I moved up the bed, inching my way toward him. I nestled between his legs, turned my head, and pressed a kiss to his cock. I took hold of him, pulling him closer, his head now just below my mouth. I brushed his tip against my lips, savoring the feel of his hardness. My tongue slipped out, tracing over his head, licking it like a popsicle. A clear drop of fluid appeared at the slit on his tip.

It was precum. I swiped my tongue over it, then pulled it back into my mouth to savor the salty taste. The flavor sent a jolt through me, all the way down to my clit. I stuck my tongue out again, probing the hole on his cock, seeking more. I wrapped my thumb and forefinger around his cock, sliding it up the length of his shaft, coaxing him.

A trickle of fluid rewarded me, almost spilling over his head before I enveloped his cock with my mouth. As I pulled back, I slurped up the mix of spit and precum, then continued to glide my mouth up and down his length.

I glanced up at Stephen. His head was thrown back, eyes closed. His chest rose and fell rapidly with each breath. I slid my hand down between his legs, teasing his balls with my fingertips. I lifted them, trailing my mouth down his shaft to his balls, licking them while my hand stroked his cock. I lifted his balls, licking underneath as he raised his legs to give me better access.

Stephen - Ah, yes baby, just like that.

I moved my mouth back up his shaft, kissing and sucking along the way, until I reached his head. I slid it back into my mouth, my tongue eagerly dancing over and around it. I sucked hard, making slurping noises as my lips slid over the rim of his head. I quickened my pace, knowing he was close to climax.

His breathing grew faster, then nearly stopped as he tensed and arched his back. His balls drew up inside him and his sack tightened. His cock began to swell as it filled with cum. I pulled my mouth off and quickly ran my hand around the rim of his head, stroking as I watched a thick rope of cum shoot across his chest.

I watched his balls convulse again as his cock filled with another load of cum. It shot across his chest, even further this time. Two more loads followed before he grabbed my hand, stopping me from touching his now overly sensitive head. I let go and he collapsed back, completely spent.

I gently ran my hands over his skin, feeling the goosebumps rise under my touch. Stephen twitched slightly, his skin still tingling.

Stephen - Mmhmmm.

I looked up, smiling at his relaxed form. I felt a wave of relief seeing him so satisfied. I had been terrified I wouldn’t be able to satisfy him anymore. I sat back, watching him as he recovered.

Stephen - Baby?

Trinity - Yes?

Stephen - Come here, please.

I crawled up beside him, sitting back on my knees. Stephen opened one eye, reached across to grab his shirt off the floor, and wiped his chest clean. He tossed it into the hamper, then turned back to me. He pulled me down next to him, wrapping me in his arms.

Stephen - That was incredible. All I want to do now is hold you and feel your skin against mine.

Trinity - Stephen, promise me you’ll never leave. I couldn’t bear it.

Stephen sat up, looking down at me. He placed his hand over my heart.

Stephen - You felt that, didn’t you? Right here.

He pressed his hand to my heart.

Trinity - I... I just felt like I needed to say it.

Stephen - I told you the same thing years ago, remember? When we went out to dinner with Clint and Mia.

Trinity - You did?

Stephen - I did. And you never left me, Trinity. I’ll never leave you. Because my heart is right here.

He placed my hand over his, which was still resting on my heart.

Stephen - Thank you for tonight. You have no idea how much it meant to me. Now, let’s get some sleep. Benji can’t wait to see you take down Eames in court tomorrow.

Trinity - So I heard, from Maddie.

Stephen - Really? What did she say?

Trinity - In a nutshell, she said the courtroom is Benji’s foreplay.

Stephen - Hahahahahahahahahaha.