Sweet Submission: Jenny and Max Complete Series Plus Bonus Short Story by Eden Greenwood

like this, wild with desire. I was happy to let him do whatever he wanted to me.
    Max raised my leg into the air, and rested it on his shoulder. My other leg wrapped around his waist. With one hand holding tight to my calf, he placed the other just below my belly button and applied a small amount of pleasure. This allowed him to target my g-spot when he slid his cock inside of me. I groaned as he plunged in deeper. He pressed down harder, and I could clearly feel the bulbous head of his cock but against my most sensitive area.
    Ecstasy rushed through me, relaxing my muscles. Max pressed his hips forward, then paused, letting me feel his length and girth. He kissed the inside of my ankle, then began to thrust, slowly at first. Gradually, he picked up speed and intensity. The pleasure he produced was overwhelming. I couldn’t think straight. I could barely breathe. All I could do was lie there and submit to his power.
    *
    “We have to go,” I yelled down the block to Lily. “We’re going to be late.”
    “Coming, Mommy,” Lily called.
    It had rained earlier that morning, and as we walked to school, Lily made a point to jump into every puddle we came across. This made the walk, which normally took ten minutes, so much longer. I frantically checked my watch, then looked back to Lily to call to her again. The words got caught in my throat when I saw a dark, tall figure standing in front of her. Lily had her head craned all the way back, looking up at him.
    The man looked my way, and winked. He wore black clothes, covered with a black trench coat. Sun glinted off of the gold tooth in the side of his mouth. I walked quickly over to my daughter, never taking my eye off of him.
    “Can I help you?” I said, pulling Lily to me.
    “He says he knows Max,” Lily said.
    The man took a step closer to me. His cool demeanor was intimidating. “You call him Max,” he said with a trace of an accent. “He’s not your real father.”
    Lily went quiet, and hugged tight to my legs.
    “I was married before,” I said, then immediately questioned why I was telling this stranger anything.
    “Such a darling little girl. Lily, is it?”
    “How does he know my name?” Lily whispered.
    “And Jenny,” he said, his eyes resting heavily on me.
    “I’m sorry, who are you?” I asked.
    “Nico,” he said.
    I looked around watching other children walk to school with their parents, hopping in puddles, smiling, laughing. How dare this man come to our neighborhood and scare our children?
    “Well, Nico,” I spat. “We have a neighborhood watch here. I’m sure someone is calling the police right now.”
    Nico laughed, a slow, deliberate laugh that sent chills up my spine. “I know every cop in this town and the next.”
    I narrowed my eyes at him, taking deep, angry breaths. “We have to go. Come on, Lily.” I grabbed her hand and turned to walk away.
    “Send my regards to Max,” Nico called after us. “Tell him that if he doesn’t do what we ask next week, you’ll be seeing a lot more of me.”
    I glanced back to see Nico turn and walk down the street in the other direction.
    “Mommy, you’re squeezing my hand,” Lily said.
    I realized how hard I was gripping her, and let her go. “Sorry, sweetie.”
    “Who was that man?” Lily asked.
    “Someone that works with Max, that’s all,” I said, trying to play it off.
    Lily set her lips in a straight line. “I don’t like that man. I don’t ever want to see him again.”
    “You don’t have to,” I said. “Now, come on. We’re almost there.”
    When I got to work, I texted Max and told him about the strange encounter with Nico. Max came right from the gym and met me on my lunch break.
    “What exactly did he say to you?” Max said. We were in the middle of the hospital cafeteria. Many of my co-workers had never seen my bulky, fighter husband before, and the room was full of stares and whispers.
    “I’ve told you a hundred times,” I said. “Do you know this