Seeds of Jealousy

Justin



“I’m taking Brianna to get some shoes,” I hear Dee call from the other room.



“Here, use this card.” I hear Brian as I walk into the room where they are talking. Dee takes the card, kissing Brian for it.



“We will hold on to it in case, but I am not using your money to buy shoes for Brianna.” Brian looks at her like she grew a second head.



“She’s my daughter too. Use the damn card I missed out on ten years of buying shoes.”



She nods her head at him. “Okay, only because it makes you happy.”



“Thank you. Now go shopping,” he said, pushing them out the door.



After I hear the loft door close, I feel two arms wrap around my waist. “Someone’s been needing attention for the last hour,” he whispers to me.



I moan as I feel his hard on pushing into my ass. Turning in his arms, I pull his head down to mine and kiss his lips.



“I want to fuck you,” he growls into my ear.



“Then by all means, who am I to deny that?” I reach to undo the button on his jeans and slowly lower the zipper. I push his pants down, my lips following the path the denim takes. Getting to my mark, I take him all the way into my mouth.



“Fuck, Justin,” Brain moans out.



I work my magic on his cock, reminding him of just why it’s me he loves. Me he wants, me he craves. Me he fucking desires. But mostly why it’s me he has in his heart.



Before I could do any more, I feel myself being lifted up. My clothes being ripped off, Brian devours my mouth.



The next thing I know I am turned around, being lifted up the air, being pushed up against the wall. I feel him sliding in.



No, make that slamming in.



“Fuck me!” I scream out. He pumps faster, harder, if that’s at all possible.



He leans back, taking me with him to where my feet are on the wall. Slamming up into me, farther then I ever thought possible.



“Oh, God. Brian. Shit. Fuck.” Nothing coherent comes to mind.



He’s making my body move up with every push. It’s like his dick is digging for buried treasure.



Grabbing one leg, he pushes me around to where I am facing him, leaning against the wall.



Rocking my hips to the motion, biting my neck like he was trying to eat me alive.



“God, you feels so good,” he mutters.



“Fuuucckkk,” is all I can get out, before I shoot my load into his hand which is now stroking me.



Feeling him cum inside of me, I notice we didn’t use a condom.



“Brian?” I look at him.



He just looks back at me, smiling. “It’s ok. I want to be as close to you as I can.” He kisses me, placing me on the floor, our kiss deepening.



We lay with each other until he pulls away, smiling down at me.



“You are so fucking hot, Justin.”



“I know,” I say with a smile.



“Ok, so what is on your mind?” I look at him. “I know you better then you think, Sunshine.” He leans over to kiss me.



“You will get mad at me.” I start to look away but he doesn’t let me.



“Justin, I will not get mad.” I look into his eyes.



“I think Dee is after you. She keeps saying shit to me. I need to know, do you ever think of her like that? Especially since she has your child?”



He looks at me and his smile fades. “Justin Craig Taylor. I am in love with you. What happened with Dee and me was a mistake. We were drunk. I love her dearly, and my daughter, but I am not in love with her. Nor would I do it again. And as for her being after me, Justin, she knows I am gay.” He looks into my eyes once more. “Shit, you are serious. Baby, look, Dee was my best friend years ago. I haven’t seen her in ten years. I trusted her with my life then. Just like I do you now. I do not want anything sexual with her. That, my dear, is all for you.”



I smile at him. I know he’s right.



Just then the door opens and in walks Dee and Brianna with a few bags. Brian gets up, putting on some pants, and walks out into the other room.



“Wow, you buy the whole store?” Brian jokes as I come out to see Brianna pulling stuff out.



“I got Justin something. Mom said he probably didn’t need it, but I noticed it was low.” She hands me a new sketchpad. How the hell can someone so sweet come from these two people? Of course, Brian is sweet too, but don’t tell him that. He’d only deny it.



“Thank you, Brianna. This was nice of you.” She gives me a hug.



“No problem. Anything for one of my dads.”



She moves over to Brian. “And I got you this.” She hands Brian a T-shirt. Opening it up he puts it up to his chest where we see that it says ‘It’s a Girl’ written in pink.



“Thank you, sweetie.” Brian looks over at me. I am trying not to laugh but his face is telling me I should stop or I might get punished.



“Put it on, Daddy,” Brianna tells him.



“Maybe later.” She looks like she has been hurt so Brian, being ‘Mr. Sensitive’ just smiles, putting it on.



“Ok, Justin set the camera up and get a picture with all of us in it.”



Brian looks at me like he’s ready to kill. I know what he is thinking I can’t have my picture taken in this.



I get the camera and return to the room where Brian is holding the same shirt as he is wearing. “Come here, Sunshine; this is for you.” I look at Brianna who is smiling.



“I got you one, too.” I take it and slip it on. Now both Brian and I are in pink shirts with ‘It’s a Girl’ in hot pink.



Brianna leans in front of Brian and me, with her hands up by our chests, pointing to the lettering while Brian stands between Dee and I.



As Brianna and Brian are looking through pictures, Dee comes over to me.



“I’m going to say this once, Justin. Brianna deserves to be with her father, and mother. If you don’t back off, I will take her from here and he will never see her again. I will do it, too. Don’t get any ideas, Justin, Brianna wanted to get you that shirt, but make no mistake, Brian is her father, NOT YOU. You’ll never be part of what Brian has with her, or what he has with me. So I will say this again. Back off. Or I’ll take her and leave a note to Brian saying it’s your fault. What will he do? Leave you and come after his daughter. Now, I'm going to suggest going to the zoo. If you really care about Brian seeing his daughter, you'll decline this and any other family outings we plan. Do I make myself clear?”



I look at her in shock but with the look on her face I am not sure if she would actually go through with it. I don’t know her that well.



She gets up. “Hey, I’ve got a great idea. Why don’t we go to the zoo?”



“Ya, let’s go to the zoo, Dad. Can we?” Brianna gets excited and as much as it makes me happy to see her like this, I know I can’t share in her excitement.



“Sure, come on Sunshine, let’s go to the zoo,” Brian tells me



“You go ahead. I think you should go with them.” I say, not really wanting to look at him



“Justin, why not?” Dee asks me. The snide bitch.



“I don’t want to go to the fucking zoo to see animals I have seen hundreds of time. Take your daughter to the zoo. I’m going to go see Daphne.” I hate saying this to him but I don’t want to take the chance of Dee taking Brian’s daughter away from him.



“Justin? What has gotten into you? She’s OUR daughter,” Brian tells me.



I close my eyes. Opening them I see Dee looking at me. “No, she’s yours. I’m going out.” I grab my coat not wanting to see the hurt in Brian’s eyes, nor wanting him to see the hurt in mine for saying it. Brian knows me well enough and knows my eyes don’t lie to him.



“Justin, fucking wait.” He walks over, lifting my face to look at him. “What is going on?”



“Brian, just leave it alone. Please,” I plead with him. He kisses me.



“I love you. Remember that,” he tells me before letting me go.



“I love you too,” I whisper before walking out.



**



Brian



I watch as Justin walks out of the loft. I have no idea what the fuck just happened. Why would he go from happy to that upset saying things I know he doesn’t mean?



“Are we going, Daddy?” Brianna asks me.



“You bet your pretty face we are.” I look at Dee who smiles at me before I turn back to my daughter. “Let’s go to the zoo.”



After spending what seemed like days at the zoo, we walk through the loft door. Or should I say, Dee and I walked, I had to carry Brianna up. She wore herself out.



Laying her down, I look around the loft. No Justin.



I wish I knew what was up with him. I look at my sleeping daughter, smiling. Whatever it is, we will work it out.



**



Dee



It was nice to just be the three of us. It’s the way it should be.



I run my fingers through Brianna’s hair, whispering softly, “It’s the way it will always be. You and your father and I will be together.”



I look over at Brian, who looks at me and smiles.



Yes, you will be mine. You’ll soon tire of Justin’s attitude toward your daughter. Thanks to my little threat, Justin is no longer a threat.



“Your daddy will be mine,” I promise on a whisper. One way or the other, he will come to us.