Where The Daises Bloom

Cadman Plaza

"So yesterday was fucking nuts, right?" Rose asked as she rolled over and laid her head on Sam's muscular chest. She traced her fingers around his pecs and abs.

"That's an understatement babe.." Sam sighed. "You need more than me. You need like a PFA order, or something."

"Babe," Rose said as she sat up. "Protection from abuse orders don't work. And besides, it would actually be a restraining order now anyway." She laid back down.

"Do those work?" Sam asked as he rubbed her back.

"Yeah.. statistically more so than PFA's."

"I think you need one babe."

"That requires me having him to give him this address, our work address, my banks address.."

"What?! Why?" Sam shot up and looked over at Rose.

"He has to know where he can't go.." she sighed.

"Well fuck. That's out. I don't care about him knowing about our house.. but work? And places you go by yourself? Fuck that," Sam replied frustrated.

"Yeah, cause either I don't go alone anymore, or just never leave. Fuck him. He doesn't win. I GOT MY LIFE BACK.. he's not taking it away again. I'll be fine.. no orders, no procedures. It's fine.."

"Are you sure?" Sam was rethinking his statement. "He legally won't be able to like cross the street to your side, or call you, or talk to you...?"

"Yeah.. or you, if we put your name on the order too." She looked up and matched his inviting eyes, she too was reconsidering it.

"Well, let's go after work today, to the district court office.. and uhm, see how long the process is, and if it'll be worth it." Sam remarked after a long pause.

"Good idea babe," Rose smiled to herself before Sam looked at her. They both rolled out of bed and got ready for work.
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Rose was admiring Sam's outfit while she did her makeup. She could see him through the crack in their bedroom door — he was wearing blue slacks, a pink dress shirt, and brown dress shoes.
His belt matched his shoes, and his tie was navy blue. Rose loved when he wore his blue suite; it brought out his eyes, and the jacket was just tight enough to hug his biceps perfectly.

"Babe.." she called. The lust was too much for her to handle. "Can you come here?"

She heard him shuffling in his pink and blue dress socks, and she smiled to herself as she saw him arrive at the bedroom door out of the corner of her eye.

"What's up my love..... oh babe, don't do this to me before work," Sam gawked at Rose's dark red lingerie covered body.

"What do you mean?" She bit her lip. She turned to look at him, then dropped to her knees and crawled to her waiting lover, she could already see his erection pressing against his freshly ironed dress pants. "Happy to see me?" She grabbed the bulge in his pants, causing Sam to moan.

"Babe..... fuck," Sam picked her up by her chin and aggressively kissed her. "Tell the baby to make room in there," he hissed into her ear.

"Yeeee!" Rose giggled as Sam threw her on the bed and ripped off her matching lingerie. He dropped his jacket off, and undid his tie. Rose sat on her elbows, and bit her finger in her teeth, maintaining eye contact with Sam as he huffed, trying to remove his tight shirt and pants. He finally got himself undressed, and crawled on their queen bed and on top of Rose who batted her sensual brown eyes at him.

"Bad girls get punished," Sam whispered into her ear as he walked his hand down toward her folds. Rose grabbed his neck and pulled him close to her, "yes sir." She bit his ear lobe, and Sam thrust his strong fingers into her tight entrance. He massaged her insides, and Rose wiggled from the feeling of his fingers filling her.

"You like that, little girl?" Sam hissed through his teeth as his fingers circled the inside of Rose's sex.

"Yes daddy," Rose bit her lip at her words. Never before had she said that, but it felt right.

Sam seemed to like it too because he dropped down to his knees and plunged his tongue deep in between her folds, his thumb aggressively fondling her clit. "I like that," Sam breathed as he flicked his tongue around her inner folds and into her opening.

"Ohh... good... I was... worried," Rose breathed in between charges of pleasure.

"Baby.. I want you to come for me.." he hissed. He'd never said that before either. But Rose loved it. She grabbed her breasts, and pinched her nipples gently between her fingers. She felt the electric charge race through her, her back arching, and hands falling off her chest to her side. Her legs twitching from the feeling.

"Good girl," Sam breathed as he licked his lips and removed his erection from his white boxer-briefs.

The two locked eyes, and Rose nodded her head and turned her eyes toward her entrance, as Sam plunged in. His large shaft hitting her cervix with a wonderfully pleasant thud.

"Fuck..." Rose cried in pleasure as she pulled hard on Sam's hair. He winced for a moment, but blinked it away as he adjusted himself on the edge of the bed and threw Rose's legs over his shoulders and pounded into her with a force not yet experienced by Rose.

"Oh fuck! Oh..." she cried with pleasure as she reached down to find her clit, only to have her hand slapped away from her folds. She made eye contact, but dropped her head back as she saw Sam lick his fingers. He teased her clit before gently spreading open the walls of her ass, as he carefully slid the tip of his longest finger into her. Rose shot up from the new sensation, but bit her lip from the feeling.

"Fuck," Sam huffed as he slammed his entire shaft, and now three fingers, repeatedly into Rose, who writhed from the pleasure.

"Please... sir," Rose whispered through ecstasy. "Fuck!" She cried out.

"Done being bad?" He said with pained breath.

"Oh fuck.. I'm.. yes sir."

"Good.." he rapidly plunged in and out of her, and released his entire load. Rose was left twitching, and gasping for each breath as the electricity still shot through her core.

"You really have to stop doing that to me before work..." Rose quipped as she playfully smacked Sam's sweat covered chest as she got up to head to the bathroom.

"Smartass!" Sam sighed as he smacked her ass and got up to get dressed, again.
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4:30pm.

"You ready babe?" Sam asked her approached Rose to put a comforting arm around her waist.

Rose looked at the elevator lights ticking each floor until it reached theirs, "I am actually."

"Good," Sam kissed her cheek as they interlocked fingers and entered the elevator.

When they reached the ground floor, the couple linked arms and headed toward 225 Cadman Plaza— the District Court of Eastern New York. It is there that they would be able to file a restraining order against Michael Thomas, Rose's still not ex-husband.
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"Yes please, ma'am. Rose Nicholas.. but uhm, I guess Thomas, technically."

"Oh?"

"My uhm.. husband, didn't sign the papers yet, according to my lawyer."

"I'll put your maiden name too— so it's still valid after you two get divorced. All accurate and current address the defendant is not allowed within 100 yards of?"

"Thank you ma'am. And yes."

"Oh yes ma'am, Samuel Marsten. My uhm.. boyfriend. All the same addresses, plus this one. His gym."

"Perfect. I will have these processed— then they need notarized, which can be done tonight, we still have a judge here. I'll come get you if anything is needed."

"Thank you ma'am!"

"That was relatively painless.." Sam shrugged.

"Seemed to be anyway.. but who actually knows how this shit works," Rose chuckled in response.