by Sian Ceinwen
“Fine,” Cooper conceded. “What are you planning to do about this situation you’ve both gotten yourselves into?”
“That’s what I’m here to discuss with Sebastian, not you,” Lita shrugged, while gritting her teeth, she had an intense dislike for Cooper Powell and the more she had to interact with him the more that dislike was growing.
“Right, well, I’d like to offer a proposal. We will pay you fifty thousand dollars and cover the cost of your abortion. In return, you will sign a non-disclosure agreement, which prevents you from selling your story to the tabloids.” Cooper said it matter-of-factly, as though it was nothing.
Lita felt the familiar nausea that followed her around these days rising in her, but this was caused entirely by what he was saying.
“Are you fucking serious?” Lita glared at him.
“It’s a very attractive offer, Miss Ciccone. It would solve your problems entirely.”
Lita opened her mouth to say something, but Sebastian spoke before she could get a word out. “Get the fuck out of here, Cooper. Now.”
Cooper looked behind her, at Sebastian. Whatever he saw there caused him to pause, then he stood and said, “The offer stands, Miss Ciccone.”
“You can take your offer and shove it up your ass, Cooper Powell. This is not your fucking choice; it’s mine. If I end the pregnancy, I would die before accepting a single dime from any of you for it. I sure as shit wouldn’t sell my story to some dirtbag who wants to exploit what happened.”
Lita continued, feeling a fury flowing through her stronger than she’d ever felt in her life.
“And, if I decide to keep the baby, I still won’t accept a single dime and am even less likely to sell my story. As if I would risk the whole world finding out I got knocked up by a player like Sebastian Fox. You can go now.”
Lita glared at him and was grateful when Cooper didn’t say anything else, just left the room. She sat there, breathing heavily and trying to control her anger. She could still feel Sebastian behind her, and she knew they needed to talk, so she moved away and turned to face him.
“Did you know he was going to do that?” Lita asked him, and she desperately needed for him not to have known.
“No, princess. I would never have let him come if I had. He was pretty insistent, just said he wanted to help us plan how to proceed.” He cringed as he said it.
“So, pretty much exactly what he did, then.” She glared at him.
“That’s not what I expected, Lita. We have meetings with him all the time about how to manage the press or issues that come up. A plan of attack for how we’ll spin it if—or when—it comes out.” He shrugged.
“So, I’m an ‘issue’? I see. You’ve probably had shitloads of those meetings about other women you’ve slept with, no doubt!”
“Yeah, I have,” he said, honestly, and Lita scoffed as he confirmed her suspicions. “He’s never offered to pay someone off to end a pregnancy before, though. Not that I’ve ever gotten someone pregnant before, of course. I…” he trailed off.
“You what, Sebastian?” she asked him, feeling frustrated and still shaking from the confrontation with Cooper.
“I came here thinking we would come to the logical conclusion, maybe we could have some great sex, and I would go home, back to business as usual.” He looked in her eyes and, despite everything, she felt the familiar arousal she got when she was around him. “But, shit. I don’t think I’ve ever been angrier than I was when he did that.
“It was so far past the line; I wanted to hit him for suggesting it. I’m sorry for bringing him, Lita. What you said, you’re right. It’s your decision. I’m glad you told me and didn’t just keep it to yourself. No matter what you choose to do, I’ll support you.
“If you want to end the pregnancy, I’ll hold your hand while it happens. If you want to keep the baby, I’ll come to as many appointments as I can get my ass to. Then, we can figure out some way to co-parent together. Family is the only thing that’s ever meant anything to me, other than music.”
Lita took a few moments to take in what he’d said. It was a better offer than she’d ever expected, but could she raise a baby with Sebastian? She wasn’t the kind of person to just make a rash decision, she wasn’t ready for this, and she needed more information.
“I can’t make this decision based on that. Don’t get me wrong, I appreciate your support, but without a plan in place, I can’t have a baby,” she said. “So, let’s pretend I do this. The baby would be mine and would live with me. Your lifestyle isn’t conducive to full-time parenting.” She gave him a wry smile.
“I suppose you’re right,” he agreed.
“Holy shit, Sebastian Fox and I agree on something,” she laughed. “Maybe we can have a baby together after all.”
“I thought we agreed the sex between us was really, really good?” He raised an eyebrow at her, and she shivered as memories of their time in bed together came to her mind. “Are you cold, princess?”
“Shut up, I’m here literally trying to work out whether or not we should have a baby, and you’re just trying to get me into bed,” she scoffed.
“You know, that wasn’t actually what I was doing. I was just making an observation, but I am very interested to know why you would imagine these things about me,” he smirked at her.
“Sebastian, you are completely and utterly aware of the effect you have on me, and probably half the world’s female population along with me.” She rolled her eyes.
He moved closer to her on the sofa and looked at her with hooded eyes.
“Am I?” he asked her.
“Yes,” she said as her breathing rate increased.
“Maybe I am,” he conceded.
“What the fuck is going on here?” she asked him, deciding to acknowledge it. “Why are we flirting right now?”
“Maybe because you’ve been in my spank bank since that night?” he asked her.
“Fuck off; you’re a liar.” She rolled her eyes at him, again.
“I’m not lying, princess. Would you like me to tell you precisely how I’ve fantasized about your body with mine in the last month?”
She shivered. His voice was sexy as hell and made her long to be in a bed with him. Sweet jesus, somehow, she had forgotten the effect he had on her.
“No.” She tried to maintain her composure. “I don’t think I do.”
He laughed, and the sound was sultry and seductive. “Well, let me know if you ever do. I’ll be more than happy to you.”
“This is why you drive me crazy,” she said in frustration. “We argue so much and have polar opposite views on some pretty fundamental things, but you’re right, the sex was kind of epic.”
“Would it help you to know the sex was ‘kind of epic’ for me too?” he asked her, and she found her breathing was shallow.
“I thought it was only ‘some of’ the best sex you’ve ever had. Damn, Seb, if you’ve had sex like that with other women, more power to you.” She laughed as she said it.
“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to have sex with you again, princess. If only to see if that performance could be repeated,” he told her.
Lita was aching to get him into a bed again too. They were meant to be discussing the idea of having a baby together, but all she could think about was their night together.
She bit her lip, then asked, “Broken condom and all?”
“Well, not that bit. It was the only thing which ruined an otherwise amazing night,” he told her.
“I’m assuming there’s a bed somewhere in this suite…” Lita trailed off, and Sebastian had that dangerous look about him again.
“Watch out, princess, your mouth might be writing checks your ass can’t cash.”
“I’ve got bad news for you, Sebastian Fox. With a cock the size of yours, anal is one hundred percent off the table for me,” she laughed.
“Well, shit.” He laughed with her. “That wasn’t what I was getting at, but I sure do like your thinking.” He
reached his hand forward and held her chin, tilting her face up to his as he asked, “Posso baciarti?”
“Sì,” she replied.
His lips met hers, and she felt all of her nerve endings fire up. God, she hadn’t realized she’d been missing his touch. Lita had spent a single night with him, and her body had ached for him ever since.
She parted her lips for him, and he explored her mouth with his tongue. He pulled her onto his lap, so she was straddling him the way she had done in the limousine. Lita’s skirt flared out around her, and she could feel the roughness of his jeans against her thighs. Sebastian’s arms roamed over her body, rubbing her back up and down, then bringing one hand around and cupping her breast over her t-shirt.
Suddenly, he broke their kiss and pulled his head back to look at her, placing his hands on her shoulders to straighten her up as he did so.
“Holy shit, Lita,” he said, in apparent awe. “Your tits are amazing.”
“Um, thanks?” she said.
He lifted her top off over her head and stared at her chest, where her bra was struggling to contain her breasts. She knew they’d gotten bigger since she’d gotten pregnant, but she hadn’t realized she probably needed to get a bra the next size up already.
“God damn, princess.” She could feel his arousal beneath her. “I remember them being excellent before, and lord knows I don’t care how big they are, but shit.”
“Yeah, and they’re sensitive as fuck, so you might be barred from accessing them at some point,” she laughed.
He unclipped her bra and let her breasts fall free, groaning as he did so, then leaned forward to take one in his mouth while he rubbed a thumb over her other nipple. She closed her eyes and threw her head back as the sensations of what he was doing hit her.
Lita started grinding her crotch onto his erection beneath her, instinctively. She could feel she was already soaking wet, and her panties wouldn’t provide much protection. Fuck, she was probably going to leave a wet patch on his jeans. She kind of loved the idea of it, though, and continued to rub herself hard against him.
Sebastian raised his head from her breast and took the other one in his mouth, giving it the same attention, and Lita moaned his name, causing him to lift his head enough to say, “I like hearing you say my name like that, Lolita.”
She dropped her head to his and kissed him, still grinding herself against him. He was rubbing his thumbs over her nipples as they continued to kiss, and she could feel herself reaching an orgasm. As it overtook her, she broke their kiss and moaned his name again before dropping her head to his shoulder and wrapping her arms around his waist as she struggled to catch her breath.
“Are you okay, princess?” he smiled at her.
“Fuck, Seb, I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard without actually, I don’t know, fucking or something,” she admitted.
“Shall we go out to dinner now, then?” he asked her.
“Are you fucking serious?” Her eyes widened at him in surprise.
“Maybe. Did you have a better idea?” he smirked at her.
“Where’s the bedroom?” Lita rolled her eyes, standing up from the sofa and taking his hand in hers as she looked around for where the bedroom might be.
“Come with me, princess,” he said casually, then groaned, “Oh, fuck me. I practically look like I’ve wet myself, Lolita.”
Lita glanced down at his crotch and could see the obvious wet patch she’d left there. She felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her as he led her into a bedroom with a massive bed. She kicked off her shoes, then turned to face him as she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. After dropping her panties as well, she was completely naked.
Sebastian’s eyes darkened as he looked at her. “Damn, I’d almost forgotten how stunning you are.”
“If you get that cock out, I’m determined to suck you for longer than a minute, this time,” she grinned at him.
Sebastian laughed and stripped naked, as well. Lita sat on the edge of the bed as he stood before her, and she took him in her mouth. As she sucked him, he reached down to play with her breasts again. When he moaned her name, she was exultant in the sound. She continued for as long as she could, even managing to keep going after her jaw had started to hurt but, eventually, she had to give up.
“Good effort, princess,” Sebastian grinned at her. “I’m very impressed.”
“Thanks,” she smiled, climbing backward on the bed so her head was on the pillows when he joined her there.
Sebastian threw one of his legs over hers and started to kiss her. Lita was getting used to this now. He clearly liked to make out, and she wasn’t complaining one bit. His hands made their way around her body as they kissed. Finally, he reached between her legs to rub her clit while they continued to kiss, and it wasn’t long before she was moaning his name again in ecstasy.
He stood up, walked across the room, and grabbed a condom out of his wallet.
“Oh god,” Lita realized. “Do you even need that now, Seb?”
He looked at her in shock. “Yes, I mean…no? I don’t know.”
“I got tested when I found out I was pregnant.” She cringed; she didn’t want to know this, but, “I’m assuming you’ve been with other women since me.”
“Yes, but always with a condom that didn’t break,” he replied with a tight smile.
Always. How many women? She couldn’t help but wonder but didn’t want to ask.
“I trust you, but it’s up to you,” she shrugged.
“Fuck, I’ve never actually had sex without a condom,” he said.
“Yeah, well, it’s not like you can get me extra pregnant. So, regardless of what you want to do, just come here and fuck me.”
Sebastian swallowed and put the condom aside with a wicked grin. “What’s the point of knocking a chick up if you can’t fuck her bareback afterward?”
“Ew. I think my vagina just got drier than the Sahara. Why are you so gross?” she asked him.
Sebastian climbed onto the bed and reached a hand between her legs. He inserted two fingers into her, sliding them in and out as she moaned.
He raised his hand to his mouth, licked his fingers, and smirked at her, “You’re lying, princess; you’re wet as fuck.”
She rolled her eyes. “It was a metaphor. Just fuck me already.”
Sebastian kissed her again, then pushed himself inside of her. He felt velvety smooth and warm and wonderful. The feeling of being filled by him was so utterly satisfying she moaned.
“How does that feel, Sebastian Fox, condom-less sex virgin?” she asked him with a grin.
“Like I’m going to last about five seconds, princess,” he laughed and started moving in and out of her extremely slowly. “So, what I’ve discovered is if you get a woman pregnant, you get to have sex without a condom, and she gets a boob job.”
Lita laughed as well. “There’s just the tiny matter of the baby.”
“Shh,” he said. “Don’t ruin this for me.”
Then, Sebastian started to thrust back and forth in rhythm with her until he eventually moaned her name, and she felt his cock spasm inside of her. She squeezed her muscles tight around him as he came, enjoying the feeling immensely.
He collapsed on top of her, his breathing ragged. “You’re amazing, Lita.”
“You’re all right, I guess,” she said in return with a cheeky grin at him.
He laughed, and they made their way to the bathroom to clean up together before heading back to the bed, where she lay in his arms as they talked.
“Are we going to do this or not, Seb?” she asked him.
“It’s entirely your choice, princess,” he shrugged.
“Yeah, but it affects you. For the last three weeks, I’ve been so sure I wouldn’t have the baby. Hearing Cooper write off the pregnancy so casually, though. I don’t know. It made me think.” She pursed her lips.
“As I said, I’m here for you either way.”
“If I have the baby, and we live
out here, when will you even see them?” she asked him.
Sebastian frowned. “I’ll come visit, and you guys can come see me too. When we’re together, we can fuck.” He winked at her.
“I don’t think I’m built for that, Sebastian,” she said slowly.
He raised an eyebrow at her. “The fucking? I’d beg to differ.”
Sebastian lowered his head to hers and kissed her, long and slow. When they’d finished, Lita continued what she was trying to say.
Sebastian looked thoughtful. “What, specifically, bothers you about it?”
“The same thing most people would dislike,” she laughed, “You off screwing groupies every weekend while I’m in Seattle, raising your kid.”
“So, don’t do that, then. I’ve got a place in Galena; come raise the baby there.”
Lita gave him a pitying smile. “No, Sebastian. Just because I’m having your baby doesn’t mean I’m going to suddenly be at your beck and call, uprooting my entire life to suit you.”
“Well, fuck, Lita, I don’t know what else I can tell you. You can stay here, and I will promise to come to visit you and the baby as often as I can. Or, you can come to Illinois, and we can be together far more often.” He sighed.
“Or, I can end the pregnancy, and you’re free to put your dick where you please without being beholden to a baby mama and kid,” she offered.
Sebastian looked hurt. “You’re always so cruel to me, Lolita.”
“You were the one who wanted to be free to do who you want when you want,” she shrugged.
“Are you jealous, princess?” he asked her.
“Not really. As I said, I know what’s up.”
Sebastian kissed her. “I was with other women before you, and I was with other women after you. Does knowing that make what we just did any less amazing?”
Lita thought about it. Both of their sexual experiences stood on their merit and, of course, none of the other women he’d slept with had any bearing on them, whatsoever.
“No, it doesn’t.”
“I’m not saying you should sit around waiting for me, Lita.” He smiled at her. “If someone comes along who you’re interested in and can give you a relationship here in Seattle, go for it. I won’t be offended.”
