CHAPTER 10

JOHNNY

The night that Maya and the children had joined us for supper was when the turning point in our relationship came. I'd slowly been making headway with Jackson, and he was more comfortable around me now than when I'd first come into their lives.

Unsurprisingly, he loved my Da, and if he was anywhere near us, he'd gravitate towards him. Never saying much, content to lean up against Da or sit quietly next to him.

Like me, my Da had picked up on certain things and it made me wonder what their life had been like with Maya's ex. I hadn't asked and Maya hadn't volunteered, but it was something that we would be discussing.

As for Emy, God, I loved that little girl like she was mine. A miniature of her mother in looks and so sweet, she had me wrapped around her little finger, always content to spend time with me. She'd never stopped calling me Daddy and I have to say my heart melted every time she did. Not even Adam and Liam were immune to her charms, especially when she started calling them ‘Unca'.

Adam, always so stoic, hardly ever showing emotion. While some of this was due to the type of work he'd done for Da when we were running guns, it was also just who he was.

However, he was a complete pushover for that little girl. The first time she'd lifted her arms up to him demanding, ‘Unca up,' the surprise and softness on his face was not something we saw often. But like all of us, he did as she demanded, and I'd smiled when his eyes had closed, his face relaxed in peace when she wrapped her little arms around his neck and hugged him, kissed his cheek, then demanded to be put down again, which he'd reluctantly done. It was then that I knew my brothers would raise hell if anything happened to Maya and the children.

It hadn't taken long for Da to work his charm on Maya, starting with taking her shopping for a new kitchen, then it was on to renovating the house and decorating. I'd known as soon as Da offered to take Maya kitchen shopping that I had his approval, and he liked her for me.

When the renovations started, both Adam and Liam broke ground on the plots Da had given them not far from the main house and started building their homes. Until then, they were living in a mobile home. We'd thrown down the concrete pad one weekend and Abby's company had come out to do the electrics, plumbing was done by a company she recommended. It didn't take long, and they moved out of the main house.

By October, the main house was fully decorated, including bedrooms for the children. It was time. I wanted Maya and the children under our roof.

Driving into the back lot of The Lounge, I parked alongside Maya's little car. As per usual, she'd been up with the sparrows, although I wasn't complaining. With her getting up so early, it meant we got time to ourselves, and we used it to wake up in a way that left us both raring to go for the day. There was nothing I loved more than waking up with a warm and willing Maya in my arms. Even better were those mornings when she woke me up with my cock in her mouth. This morning being one of them. The memory made me smile, and I was instantly hard again. Needing to be inside her at the next opportunity, I entered the code on the alarm and entered the club, making sure that the door was locked and armed behind me. Stalking along the back corridor on the lookout for my woman, it didn't take me long to find her and the position I found her in didn't help my already hard and weeping cock.

There she was, in my office, still dressed in her strappy summer dress that was rising up the back of her legs, thick thighs slightly spread as she bent over my desk wiping a dust cloth over it.

Not wanting to give her a fright, I rasped out a hoarse, "Stay just like that, a ghrá ."

Maya tensed at my words, turning slightly to look over her shoulder at me. Her eyes heated at whatever she saw on my face, eyes going heavy, lids slightly lowered as she bit her lip.

Ignoring my words, my woman bent forward until she was lying supine over my desk, her dress rising up her thighs until I could just make out the edge of the boy shorts she'd put on this morning. Widening her thighs slightly, she again looked at me over her shoulder, " What are you waiting for?" she invited with a smouldering look.

I grinned wickedly. ‘My woman wanted to play.'

Stripping off my shirt, I threw it on the couch, loving how her eyes widened whenever I stripped. While I wasn't the biggest of my brothers or the most muscular, I wasn't a slouch and spent a lot of time at the Crow gym. Liam insisted that we all keep up with our fight training because, like he said, you just never know.

I'd never thought I'd be so thankful for those workouts as I was right at that moment, especially when Maya's tongue ran along her bottom lip, and she closed her thighs, rubbing them together to ease her ache. An ache I was feeling along with her. My cock was so hard it was painful. Popping the top button of my shorts, I unzipped them slightly to give me some relief, smiling at the little whimper that fell from Maya's lips at my action. Kicking off my trainers and socks, I let my shorts fall to the ground, leaving me in by boxers. Slipping my hand into the front of my boxers, I gripped my cock hard, and nearly came as Maya's eyes widened and she again licked her lips.

"You want my cock, milseán? "

"Mmh," Maya nodded.

"Mouth or pussy?"

Maya groaned, closing her eyes as she thought about it. "Inside me, and hurry."

Not keeping her waiting, I stalked over to her and lifted the skirt of her dress, gently laying it over her back; hooking my fingers in her shorts, I pulled them down her legs to her ankles until I was kneeling at eye level with her wet, dripping cunt. Licking my lips, I groaned at her scent. There was nothing sweeter than the smell of Maya, hot, ready and willing for my cock. Pressing my nose up against her thigh, I inhaled, and her pussy contracted in front of me. Swiping my finger through her juices, I smiled at her whimper.

"Please," she mewled, wriggling her hips at me. Not wanting to make her wait any longer because, frankly, I'm not sure I had it in me to. I ran my tongue the length of her pussy from her clit to her aching hole where I fucked her with my tongue. She didn't disappoint as she ground down on my face, whimpering and moaning as she lay across my desk. It would be a memory I'd keep with me for years.

By now, I knew her body and knew that she wouldn't be able to come just from this. My girl needed pressure on her clit to be able to come like I wanted her to. Not making her wait too long, I stood, ignoring her frustrated wail as I pushed my boxers down and off.

Bending my knees slightly, I thrust my aching cock deep into her waiting body, loving how she pushed back against me. Sucking on my fingers, getting them nice and wet, I slipped my hand between my desk and her hips, finding her hard clit, pinching it slightly, I was rewarded by another hard thrust. It didn't take long to find our rhythm. We fucked each other long, hard, and deep. She took every hard plunge and gave me more. Driving my cock so hard into her that my desk was moving across the room, Maya's fingers were white where she clenched them on the desk, her pleading cries echoing around us. I'd never been so relieved to feel the first ripple of her pussy as she started to come. There was no holding back for me. I planted myself deep and came so hard that the room disappeared in a swath of black and bright starburst, my knees weak.

"Holy fuck," I muttered hoarsely, removing my hand from her still spasming pussy. I place my hands on either side of Maya's body on the desk, resting slightly on her back. Her eyes were closed, and there's a little smile on her lips, her cheeks are flushed, and to me, there isn't a more beautiful sight. "That was fucking hot, milseán. I think I'm going to surprise you more often at work."

Maya laughed gently, her eyes still closed, she murmurs, "Not every day. I need to still clean the clubs and all I want to do now is take a nap."

Standing, I press a kiss to the back of her head, both of us groaning as my cock slips out of her body. Bending, I pick up my boxers, already knowing that I'm going commando today as I stuff them between her legs and help her stand. Turning, I wrap her in my arms, content to breathe her in. Wrapping my hand around her long ponytail that she wears when she cleans, I pull her head back so I can look at her. Seeing hazy eyes, I make a decision. Maya works too hard, the cleaning she does for us should be done by more than one person, but Liam and Adam have trust issues and haven't found anyone that they are comfortable with helping her.

Shuffling her over to the couch in my office, I make her lie down. I know she's exhausted when she doesn't protest, just closes her eyes. Walking to the bathroom attached to my office, I clean up and wet a cloth before going back to Maya. Pulling my sticky boxers from between Maya's thighs, I clean her up. She rouses enough to say, "Thank you," before she's out again.

Picking up her boy shorts, I fold and place them near her on the couch, covering her with the blanket I'd bought after Emy had fallen asleep in here a couple of weeks ago.

Moving my desk back into its position and sit down in my chair before shooting off a text to my brothers.

Me: You need to get another cleaner to help Maya.

Adam: Working on it.

Liam: Adam is doing security checks on two. Is Maya okay?

Me: She's exhausted. Between me, the children, cleaning and decorating at the main house. I don't like it, and she'd never complain. The woman doesn't know the meaning of taking it easy.

Liam: We've got her, Johnny, don't worry. Da mentioned it the other night that she was tired. Tell her not to worry about today. I'll sort the cleaning at the clubs .

Me: I'll come and help as soon as she wakes up.

Adam: She still at yours?

Me: Yeah, I put her on the couch in my office. She won't sleep long, and I know I'm going to have a fight on my hands to take the rest of the day off. She'll probably go and help Da at the house.

Adam: I'm happy for you, Johnny. I like her.

Liam: Fuck me. Quick, check and see if we have flying pigs. Adam likes someone.

Adam: Fuck off.

Me: They're easy to love.

Liam: That they are brother. Let me know when you're on your way. I'll head over to the clubs now and get started.

Me: Ok

Switching my computer on and finding the program I used for all our bookkeeping and got to work because I knew Maya wouldn't sleep long. I was right; maybe an hour after she first laid down, she starts to stir.

Closing down the program I'd been working on, I went to the fridge and got out a bottle of water for her. Walking over to the couch, I sit on the edge, running my hand gently over her head, as she slowly wakes up, eyelids fluttering until hazy blue eyes peer at me, brow furrowed slightly in confusion.

"Welcome back," I say, smiling at her, cupping her cheek and running my thumb across the apple of it.

"Hi," she replies with a smile. Opening the bottle of water I'm holding, I offer it to her. Maya pushes up until she's sitting before she takes it from me and drinks it down. Once it's empty, she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, giving the empty bottle back to me.

I wait patiently for her to wake completely, knowing it will take her a little time to shake the sleep fog off.

"What's the time?" she finally asks.

"Nearly lunch time."

"Okay," she replies on a sigh, "let me up so I can get to the clubs and get them sorted before picking the kids up."

"No need to rush, milseán , Liam and I'll be helping you today. Adam insisted you take the day off, but I said you wouldn't want that. Hopefully, they'll have someone to help you clean soon. "

"I can still do it. I just need a bit more sleep," she frowns at me. I know it's my fault she hasn't been getting as much as she usually would, but I find it hard to keep my hands off her when we finally have time alone.

"You can," I agree. "I'd never stop you working, but for the last year you've been working yourself to the bone. I understand why, but you have me now. Not just me but my entire family and let's not discount the Crows. They'd be there to help you in a heartbeat with anything you needed. You'd just have to ask.

"But milseán, we're building a life–you, me and the children and we can't do that if you're worn out looking out for all of us. You think that we've not noticed that over the last month we've all come home to a home-cooked meal and a clean house? Because I assure you, we have, and that's with you not living at Da's full time.

"Although I'm hoping that will change and you'll move permanently out to Da's place now that you and Da have finished redecorating and renovating the main house. You are mostly moved in anyway, except for a few things that you've left at the cottage. You just haven't come to terms with it yet and I understand why you are hesitant but, a ghrá, I'm not him. I'd never do to you what he did."

Tears well in Maya's eyes, "I know," she whispers, "I'm sorry if I've hurt you by not making a firm decision. I know you've been waiting for me. I'm being silly. We haven't stayed at the cottage for weeks. The children don't even have anything left in their room there. I'm finding it really hard to make that last move and I don't know why, because I do love you and want to be with you."

"I know you do, Maya. I'm going to tell you where I see this going so you can take your time in coming to terms with everything and when you're ready, you just tell me and I'll have you down at the registrar's office quicker than you can blink. Okay?"

"Okay," Maya nods in agreement. Taking hold of my hand and squeezing it, ready to listen, so I continue.

"I see us moving in together properly before the end of October. That means the cottage will be completely empty, ready for its next occupant. Once you are comfortable with being moved in and living with all of us O'Sheas, you and I are going to look at rings, then we're going to get married and I'm going to adopt Jackson and Emy. Make them O'Sheas so that the last reminder of the dickhead and what he did is gone. We'll do all that over the next two years and by then Emy will be four and ready for school and maybe by then you'll feel up to adding to our brood. How does that sound to you?"

Maya laughed a little, leaning forward to wrap her arms around me. "It's sounds perfect but with just a small adjustment."

Tensing, I wondered if she was going to balk at moving in with us. Shifting us, I sit back on the couch, tugging her until she's sitting curled on my lap. "Okay, I'm ready. Hit me with it," I inform her.

Chuckling, Maya buries her head in my shoulder, "It's nothing bad, I promise. We'll move in properly by the end of October. I agree I'm being silly about that. However, I'd like a ring by November, and I don't want to wait until Emy is four before having another baby."

‘Holy fuck,' the relief that fills me at her words.

"I agree to all that," I tell her quickly before she can change her mind.

Maya chuckles softly, tilting her head back to look at me, "You're right, you're not him, and I'm sorry if I made you feel like I thought you were. Because I promise you are nothing like him. All you've ever shown me is love and care."

Knowing this was my opening, I ask because I have to know as I don't ever want to do anything to make her afraid of me.

"Maya, I'm going to ask you something and you don't have to answer if you don't want to but all of us have noticed a few things about you and Jackson that makes us feel slightly murderous towards your ex and I'm not talking about the whole bigamy thing."

She didn't hesitate, "I know what you're going to ask and yes, he hit me. Not with a fist and not often. He always hit with an open hand because it left less of a mark. The hitting and verbal abuse only started after we found out Emy was a girl. It was like chalk and cheese to when I was pregnant with Jackson. When we found out we were having a boy, he treated me like gold. It makes me wonder what he did to his actual wife because she had two girls. I'm not a weak woman and I don't know why I stayed after the first slap. Especially as Jackson witnessed him hitting me more than once, and it's why he's taken so long to warm up to you. It took him a long time with all the Crows too. I will tell you that my ex dying was a relief for me. That he was away from home for months on end helped. I'd like to think that I'd have been strong enough to leave him, but I'm not sure."

"You'd have left, especially if he hurt one of the children, I have no doubt in my mind," I assured her and I didn't. Maya was stronger than she thought she was.

"I'd like to think so," she replied. We sat quietly for a little bit, taking comfort in being in each other's arms. Unfortunately, it wasn't long before she got up from my lap and held out her hand to me with a cheeky grin. "Come on, Mr. O'Shea, let's get you a mop and bucket and you can show me what you can do."

Laughing, I stood up, pulling her into my arms. I gave her a quick hard kiss, then pushed her towards the bathroom with a small tap to her arse. "Go get sorted out, then I'll show you how I rock a mop and bucket."

Grinning at me over her shoulder, she swiped her shorts off the arm of the sofa and skipped to the bathroom.

Her happiness filled me with relief that our chat hadn't upset her and that she'd agreed to not only move to our property but also to wear my ring.

Looks like the luck of the Irish had finally come in to roost.

It was about bloody time.