Accidental Love

by Ford, Mia

  Remy spread my thighs wide, kissing the soft skin just under my sex. I dropped my head back and cried out, begging him to taste me. Remy drew back and then pressed his mouth against me, slowly teasing my folds as I bit my lip. He licked long and slow before spreading me open and circling my clit with his tongue. “Remy. Oh, God.” I cried out as he kept up his slow torture, giving me just enough to keep me on edge. “Please. I need you.” I screamed when he drew me between his lips, sucking slow and hard. He did that a few times before sliding two fingers inside of me, making me come within a few strokes.

  I was shaking when he pulled away, reaching for his tie. I gasped as he secured my hands to the headboard, spreading me open for him again. He stroked my slick pussy with his fingers, making me come again before I begged him to fuck me.

  Remy settled between my legs, stroking himself before he slid inside with one hard thrust. I whimpered as he filled me, so perfect every time he was in me. We were meant to me and he buried himself deep inside of me before pulling back and taking me again. I wanted my hands free to touch him and tugged at my restraints with a frustrated growl. I raised my body to meet his thrusts, trying to rock with him as he stared at the place where our bodied joined. “Celia. You’re perfect.” He groaned as he started moving harder. I moved with him, appreciative of the yoga classes that Brin started dragging me to a few months ago. He gripped my hips, moving with me as I gripped him like a warm, wet glove.

  He moaned as he jerked into me, his eyes closed and chest tight with muscle. I knew he was close and arched my back, offering him all of me. “Remy,” I moaned as I felt the approach of another release coming. He moved over me, sucking on my neck as he held me tight. Remy moaned as he shot deep inside of me, his damp body pressed against mine. I followed, tugging hard at the tie that held my hands.

  He dropped to my side after a moment, breathing heavily. “It had always felt like that with you, Celia. It always will,” he murmured as he stroked my stomach gently.

  Eventually he untied me and went to get us some water. The house was a mess, but we’d have help tomorrow to clean it up. Tonight was for us.

  We slept in late, making love one more time before finally passing out. I opened my eyes to the bright room, noting the naked man wrapped around me. Remy was perfect, and I smiled as I stared at him.

  He woke up slowly once my mouth was wrapped around him, sucking him deep into my throat. Remy gasped and opened his eyes, gripping my hair as he jerked up. “Fuck, Celia.” He moaned as he held me, swelling inside of me. “You can wake me up this way… every… morning.” Remy was gasping as I bobbed over him, my hands stroking his balls as moved. He taught me how to do this the way he liked it and I never turned down the opportunity. He told me that he was close, and I pressed down, sucking him harder. When he came, I drank him in as I struggled to breathe. It was so worth it.

  We made our way into the shower and took our time, sucking and licking under the steady stream of warm water. I felt him press me to the shower wall and slide into me, holding me as I moaned his name. We moved slow and deep this time, taking our time until we were coming together.

  We washed off and got out, smiling at each other as we dried off. I dressed in a loose skirt that hung down to my knees and a tank top before heading down to make coffee. I knew that there was an assortment of pastries for us in the fridge for breakfast to tide us over until his family came over to help clean and make brunch.

  Three years later

  Remy

  I walked out to the deck with two beers, walking down to the beach to hand Ryan one before sipping my own. I looked at my sister as she played with May and her twins Ellen and Elliot. They were one now, and she kept a close eye on them near the water as she encouraged her daughter to build her a castle. It was still surreal to see my sister as a mother sometimes, but she was great. My mom was there helping her and completely in her element. Her four grandchildren brought her such joy, and I watched her as she laughed in delight at the twins.

  I did say four. Celia gave birth to our daughter a year after our wedding and Maisie was the most beautiful baby I ever laid eyes on. I could be biased, but she had her mom’s eyes and sweet little mouth and won my heart from the second I saw her.

  I heard them coming out of the house and glanced up. Maisie’s dark curls were blowing in the wind as Celia asked if she was sure she didn’t need to go potty more. My daughter had a way of getting distracted out on the beach and they butted heads with the training sometimes. I smiled as Celia met my gaze with a soft shake of her head and a grin. She walked Maisie down the stairs and let her go, watching as she ran to join her cousins.

  “I swear that girl doesn’t listen to a word I say.” I walked over, wrapping one arm around her as I felt her swollen belly. Our son was due in four months and I couldn’t wait to meet him.

  “She’s going to be an amazing adult someday. Just not so much as a toddler,” I reminded her as Celia laughed. Her hair was pulled up into a ponytail and the curls blew it around as she dropped her head back against me.

  “I know.” We watched as Maisie played with May, both dancing around their grandma as they laughed.

  I never thought I’d have this. I looked around the beach that we spent most of our lives on with a grin, feeling the slight movement of the baby in Celia’s belly. We were here every night after dinner and on the weekends or at my parents for dinner every Sunday. Ryan joined the tradition by buying beach house two doors down once he got into a popular movie series, giving him a long string of success.

  It seemed like we were always together at someone’s house out by the ocean. I grew up this way and loved watching my daughter and soon my son do the same. There was something so innocent about it and I looked forward to all the trips we’d take when they were just a bit older to see other oceans in other parts of the world. These people were my entire life, and I looked down at Celia’s red hair before kissing her cheek.

  I was running my own graphic design company with Rick now. We branched off a couple of years ago and it was the most successful one in Northern California. Being my own boss allowed me to work from home a lot of the time since I had a home office that offered everything that the one in the city had. I loved the freedom and seeing my family that much more.

  Celia ended up trying her hand at writing a novel based on her family. It started as just a memoir of sorts but took off when she self-published it. People ate it up and my wife was stunned at the response, choosing to keep writing more books. She had a way of writing feelings that made them real to the reader and even I was drawn into her books when I read them or listened to them on Audible. I also laughed at the personal parts of the stories that pertained to Maisie or something small about us.

  She stopped writing for clients after Maisie was born, finding a newborn time consuming. She found time here and there to write her story at her pace and that passion only grew as she released more books. When our son was born, I knew she might have a little less time, but my mom was always willing to help. Brin was always over as well since she decided to stay home after the twins were born.

  Celia

  There were mornings that I still woke up stunned at my life. I had the best husband in the world that worked hard at his job and on our family. I was thrilled when he decided to open another firm with Rick after they felt confident doing so. Rick married Grace two years ago and we both helped where we could, getting to be great friends along the way.

  When I had Maisie, I fell in love in a way that I didn’t think was possible. She was this pretty, tiny baby that needed me to survive and admittedly, I went through some moments of fear. We got to know each other over the months and I knew what she needed without being told. She was a free spirit, and we bickered a lot, but I wanted her to be herself. I tried to balance her spirit and emotions while I let her move forward at her speed.

  Remy started working from home a lot soon after she was born. I allowed him the time he needed here as well as time to go into
the office to work, appreciating his support.

  We didn’t have the time as we did when we first got together or the long nights in bed. We made it quick most of the time now but were blessed with a family that took Maisie overnight, so we’d have date nights in or out of the house. That was when our son was conceived and while he might break up the system a bit when he was here, we couldn’t be happier.

  I often took a moment to look around our beautiful house and thank my parents for this life. They knew what they were doing when they left me the money to pursue my dream, which was ultimately theirs when I was younger. I felt them here a lot with me and often talked to them when the house was quiet. We knew that when the new baby was born, we might end up selling it for something bigger, so they could have their own rooms down the line. I’d miss this one, our first home, but we weren’t sure where our family was going to stop. I didn’t know what the future held, but I was no longer scared of the mystery

  I had my prince by my side and he kept me safe. He made me feel so special and loved just the way he did when I was a little girl. I was just too young to know it back then. Remy was an amazing husband and father, showing Maisie so much love when she asked for it. Their moments together melted my heart and made me want a second baby just to watch it all over again. There might even be a third.

  He was a great uncle to Brin’s kids as well. They ran into his arms every time they saw him, screaming his name at the top of their lungs. Holidays were loud and crazy when we were all together, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

  We were sitting in bed a few months later, having just gotten Maisie to sleep. I was stroking my stomach gently, thinking ahead to seeing his little face when Remy walked into the room. “You’re so beautiful carrying my babies.” I smiled at him as he walked over, dropping in front of me. I was due in just over a month and in some ways, I couldn’t wait. In others, I wanted to slow time down and let Maisie stay three forever.

  Remy kissed me, and I moaned against his lips. He still got to me after all this time and I wanted him more with each pregnancy. I wanted him anyway, but these hormones overtook me a lot of the time. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him harder, pressing my hard nipples against his bare chest. I was dressed in a sundress that clung to my curves and he slipped one hand down to pull my hem up, cupping my ass in his hand. His tongue dragged against mine and he slipped his fingers under the lace to find me wet and ready for him.

  He stripped me easily, kissing my naked skin underneath the dress. Remy cupped my full breasts as he kissed me, stroking my sensitive nipples before he kissed my neck. I moaned, feeling the orgasm approaching from his touch alone. When he wrapped his mouth around my nipple, I slipped my hand into his hair and dropped my head back. Remy sucked me in, drawing his teeth over my skin. I felt his hand drift over my stomach and between my legs.

  I cried out as he traced my slick folds, cursing at my readiness for him. He sucked my left nipple into his mouth and told me to lie back and spread my legs for him.

  Remy bent his head down, tasting me as I closed my eyes. There was no point in looking down with this stomach in the way, so I memorized the sensations. He made me come every time this way, and I rocked against him. When I was crying out his name in pleasure, Remy sucked my clit one more time before he stood and dropped his shorts.

  I watched as he dropped to his back, resting his hands behind his head. I smiled and bent over, tasting the saltiness of his tip as he sucked in his breath. I bobbed over him, feeling his thick cock fill my mouth and throat. I couldn’t get enough of Remy and I pressed my hands to his chest to steady myself with the extra weight.

  I planned to make him come in my mouth, but Remy told me to get on his cock. I pulled up and eased my body over him slowly, feeling him grip his cock to help guide it into me. He always felt so good and I smiled down at him as I moved as gracefully as I could. I still had my hands on him and took in his perfect torso with hungry eyes, rocking forward just a little as he moaned my name.

  We continued this until I came, and he told me to get on my knees. I did, loving him this way. He went so deep and touched me everywhere and I cried out as he slid inside. Remy held my hips and fucked me hard and deep as I bent my head forward. I would be exhausted after this, but it was so worth it. He pressed deeper, skimming my walls as I let out a whimper and came again. Remy grunted and jerked a few more times before I felt him fill me.

  “Oh, God.” I dropped to my side gently, feeling the emotions wash through me. “I love you.”

  “I love you, Celia. I might give you ten babies by the time I’m finished. You feel too fucking good,” he told me as he dropped behind me, stroking my body with his hands. I moaned when his hand found my clit, stroking the sensitive nub until I was coming again.

  I rested on my side as he went to get some water for us, bringing a package of my favorite cookies up. I propped myself against my pillows and we enjoyed our time and the silence in the room as we laughed and chatted.

  Declan was born a month later, and I held him as I cried. He had my hair and Remy’s eyes as he peered around the room and I felt my husband kiss my cheek. We’d been busy trying to evict him, having sex every night after Maisie was in bed. We knew that life would be a lot different in a matter of time. I loved our nights together, looking back to the beginning when we would pass out in each other’s arms, sweaty and exhausted.

  We had a few moments with our little man as Brin and Melinda left to tell the guys that Declan was here. They were by my side with both babies and I think we all cried each time it was me or Brin in this position. I knew that Maisie was out there with Ryan and Dad and let the doctors clean me up, so she could meet her brother.

  She came in holding May’s hand and Ryan followed with the twins. Remy kissed Maisie’s cheek as he placed her on the bed beside us and moved behind her to hold her in place. She stared at Declan with her eyes wide and then looked at me. “Brother Declan?” She asked, and I nodded tearfully.

  She was three now and would be a great help when May wasn’t fighting her for the chance. I let her kiss his head gently as the family surrounded us, filling the room with their happy voices. Remy stroked her hand and then stared at me for a long moment as I flushed pink. Two kids and he still did that to me.

  They visited for most of the afternoon and Maisie went home with Brin and Ryan for a sleepover. Remy stayed with Declan and me, snuggling in the bed with me as best he could as we stared at Declan resting on my chest.

  Life was perfect. It was amazing, and I felt the warmth in the room, coming from Remy and my baby. I also felt my mom and dad there, watching over us and I stroked Declan’s tiny head gently. “Thank you for saving me,” I whispered to Remy as he looked at me before placing a kiss to my lips.

  “You saved me as well. You’ve given me life, baby. You showed me just what I wanted and didn’t know I was missing.” Remy smiled warmly at me and stroked my hair back. “I can’t wait to get him home and show him the beach.”

  “I don’t think he’ll care for a while,” I laughed as Remy raised his brow.

  “Maisie was all over it as soon as she could see it. I spent hours with her strapped to my chest walking out there.” He spoke softly, smiling at the memory.

  “You’ll be doing that with him before you know it.” I stroked Declan’s back and felt him shift against my bare skin. I was covered to keep the chill from him, but he was naked with me, apart from his diaper.

  I looked at Remy as he lifted the blanket, looking at us together. “I love the three of you so damn much.” His eyes locked with mine and I smiled at him.

  “I love you all more.” He leaned in to kiss me, his hand secure on Declan as our mouths met.

  18

  Sneak Peak: Baby Maker

  Blurb

  I’m “The Baby Maker.”

  I give women what they want, no questions asked.

  And I get paid to do it.

  It’s the easiest job in the world.

/>   No fuss, no mess, and I make a ton of money.

  It was perfect.

  Then my next client walked in, and everything went to hell.

  Elisha was the last person I expected to see. The girl that got away.

  Curves that could make a model jealous and come-hither eyes that turn my muscles to mush.

  Her husband treats her like dirt. I’ll treat her like the queen she is.

  I screwed up once, but this time I’ll do everything right.

  No games. No regrets. I’m taking Elisha back.

  And this time, I’m not letting her go.

  * * *

  Chapter 1: Jacob

  “So, if you don’t mind me asking...” The woman in front of me flicks her long blonde hair over her shoulder and she runs her tongue along her teeth in a flirty manner. “How exactly did you get into this business, Jacob Brown?”

  I smile and allow her question to wash over me for a moment before I answer. No one normally asks me this. To be honest, they are more interested in what I have to offer them. A part of me that I willingly sell.

  “Well, I was given a choice when I left college. Do I take on an unorthodox job or do I move back home with my parents? I love New York. I don’t like my home town. It’s one of those small places where everyone is toxic and we all know each other’s businesses. I don’t want anyone to know about me anymore. Guess, that’s what brought me into this.”

  “So, selling your sperm was the way forward, huh?” She waves the little pot at me as if that’s an appropriate way to have this conversation. “That really does seem a bit crazy, don’t you think?”

  “Well, I stumbled across it to be honest. I wanted a job in the media but unfortunately that’s one of the jobs where you need to know the right people and I didn’t know anyone. This just kind of happened... but it’s a good one.”