The Merger

by Loni Ree

We spend the rest of the day getting to know each other and making plans for our future. Career plans and living arrangements are going to have to be sorted out. The future is not going to be easy, but I plan to do everything in my power to make my princess happy. We’ll face all the bumps in the road together.

  21

  Lucy

  The first bump in the road comes when Blake tells me to quit my job.

  “Why should I quit working?” I demand as we sit and watch television one Saturday night. I’ve been dating Blake for a few months, and so far, our arrangement has gone smoothly.

  “I agree I should be home with the baby, but I’m not happy with your job either. Why don’t you make changes too,” I want to know as I grab the popcorn out of his hand.

  He leans over, takes the bowl from my hands, setting it on the table, and then drags me onto his lap.

  “What changes do you want me to make?” he lifts my shirt over my head.

  “Oh no, mister, you aren’t distracting me with sex; I want to talk first.” Holding my shirt down, I step off of his lap.

  “I don’t want you taking assignments that are longer than two weeks at a time, and they can’t be in dangerous places. You’re going to be a husband and a father. You need to put us before your job,” He stares at me and I see the anger appear in his eyes.

  Blake stands, and paces the floor before he replies, “Lucy, your demands are not as easy to accomplish as you think. I’ve been at DRS for a long time. Drew depends on me for specific assignments, and I have a responsibility to him.”

  “What about us? You have a responsibility to us, too, don't you? I don’t want to live my life worried about whether or not you’re going to come home. I refuse to live my life waiting for that phone call.”

  He stalks across the room and leans up against the wall. “So, you’re giving me an ultimatum, you or my job?” Blake angrily asks. “You going to refuse to marry me if I plan to continue working my job? What do you want me to do? I’ve never had any other career. Are you planning to fucking support me?” The questions fly out of his mouth as he gets angrier and angrier.

  “I’m not asking you to quit; all I want is for you to ask Drew to assign you to less dangerous jobs - ones that don’t last for long periods,” I try to reach for his hand but he stomp past me towards the door.

  “I’m a goddamned security consultant, a bodyguard. It’s going to be dangerous unless I sit behind a desk all day long,” he insists and shakes his head in defeat.

  “I know your job is risky, but I want you to make it less dangerous by asking for different assignments. For us,” I plead as he stomps out of the room.

  A few seconds later, I hear the garage door open and his truck roar down the driveway. I cry myself to sleep when he still isn’t home late that night.

  I wake up the next morning to Blake whispering, “I’m sorry I was such an ass, princess. I love you so much.”

  He continues to beg my forgiveness as he slowly slides his hardened shaft into my softness. He spins us around, and I hold onto his shoulders while riding him. His grunts fill the room every time I clench his arousal with my inner muscles, then he reaches up and tugs on both of my sensitive peaks, sending a bolt of pleasure straight through me. I continue to bounce on his rigid shaft until both of us shout out in pleasure.

  As we recover from our marathon lovemaking, my head is laying on Blake’s shoulder and he’s playing with my hair, “I went back to the Salty Shore last night and thought about all you said, and realized that you have every right to worry about me leaving you to raise a child alone. I would never allow you to work a dangerous job, so I know my career has to worry you if you love me even one-tenth as much as I love you. I’ll talk to Drew and tell him that I need to make immediate changes to my position at DRS.”

  I burst into tears because I’m so happy that Blake has decided to change his position. My fear for his safety has been keeping me up with worry.

  “Thank you. I do love you, and the thought of losing you has been torturing me day and night.”

  “The only thing that should be torturing you day and night is my cock,” Blake says as he rolls me over and proceeds to show me his brand of torture for the rest of the morning and into the afternoon.

  The situation at Steele Co. has taken quite a crazy turn. Lukas Ryan decided he would marry my sister, Madison, instead of letting her marry one of his brothers. The merger is still going forward, and Bradley and Annie Ryan are also supposed to get married shortly after Lukas and Madison’s wedding. Bradley is almost up to speed and ready to take over as CEO of Steele Co.

  Since announcing my pregnancy, I’ve made an effort to spend more time with my sister, hoping that one day we’ll be close. I still have my weekly lunches with Jessica, and I try to invite Madison to join us whenever she’s free.

  One morning, Drew calls and asks me to come into his office for a meeting. When I arrive, Bradley and Blake are already waiting in Drew’s office, and I worry about what this meeting could mean.

  “Lucy, come in and have a seat please,” Drew instructs me as he sits down behind his desk.

  After dropping down next to Blake on the sofa, I wait for someone to tell me what’s going on. Blake reaches over and takes my hand and gives it a reassuring squeeze.

  “This merger has become way more involved and complicated than we first envisioned, and it has taken months longer to bring about. Madison and Lukas will be announcing their engagement at the Autumn Ball in two weeks, and we would like for you and Blake to already be married at that time,” Drew casually announces.

  I stare at Drew for a moment and then turn to see Blake’s reaction, and I'm surprised to find that he doesn’t appear shocked by Drew's statement.

  “You agree with Drew?” I ask Blake.

  Blake leans over and holds the side of my face with one hand while looking in my eyes and tells me, “You know how much I want to be married to you when our baby is born, and I also understand their reasoning. Right now, both families need to portray as much stability as possible. But I refuse to pressure you. If you want to wait to get married, I’ll wait for you to be ready.”

  He then lays his forehead against mine and waits for my answer.

  “I want to get married in Bradley’s backyard with only our family present if we can throw something together quickly.”

  Blake’s whole face lights up when he smiles, and Bradley and Drew both offer their congratulations as we start making plans for our wedding this coming weekend.

  We have a small wedding with Bradley, Drew, Madison, Lukas, and George Ryan in Bradley’s back yard. Drew walks me down the aisle, and Judge Donovan Halston, an old friend of George Ryan, performs the ceremony. Blake looks so handsome in his dark suit that I want to ignore the guests and jump him on the spot. These pregnancy hormones are turning me into a sex maniac. I barely make it through the ceremony, and when the judge tells Blake he can kiss me, I suck his tongue into my mouth and dig my nails into his arms as I cling to him. I’m so lost in the moment, I barely hear the discreet cough from the Judge or the snickers from our family.

  “Damn, baby, you are going to have to stand in front of me in all the pictures or everyone will be able to see how much I enjoyed that kiss every time they look at our wedding pictures,” Blake whispers in my ear when I finally let him go.

  Glancing down, I realize he isn’t joking. Until Blake can get his lower half under control, I stand between him and our guests’ eyes. Luckily, he’s presentable by the time we’re ready to take pictures.

  We go to Drew’s “fishing"” cabin for our short honeymoon. It’s beautiful, and Drew arranged for champagne and roses to be delivered before we arrived. I’m impressed by his thoughtfulness. Before I walk very far, Blake lifts me and carries me to the bedroom. He places me on the bed and begins to remove his clothes.

  “I hope you weren’t planning on exploring too much. I don’t plan on letting you out of this room except to eat, and I'll bring your food to you,” B
lake explains as he finishes removing his clothes and starts removing mine as well.

  “Wow, what could you possibly have planned that would take all weekend long?” I stare at his rigid flesh which has already answered my question.

  Blake laughs and grabs my legs and pulls me to the edge of the bed. After he falls to his knees between my spread legs, he runs his fingers gently around the rim of my passage.

  “You'll figure it out at some point, blondie.”

  “Was that a blonde joke?” I huff out then groan when he leans down and runs his tongue around my wet folds.

  He gently bites and mumbles, “Uh huh.”

  “I’m going to ignore your insult since you’re rocking my world right now.”

  I get no warning before the most intense pleasure hits me, and I briefly black out.

  I wake up to Blake’s lips caressing my throat gently and whispering, “I love you, baby. Fuck, you feel good,” as he smoothly thrusts into me.

  Blake isn’t in a hurry. He places his arms above my shoulders and looks right in my eyes as he slowly but powerfully fucks me.

  I feel another orgasm coming as Blake tells me, “We’re going to finish together, sweetheart. Fuck, squeeze me just like that. God, you feel good.”

  Feeling Blake’s big cock swell even more, I know he is about to come. When he circles his hips and rubs my sensitive clit, we both climax. I dig my nails into his back and hold on tight. My throat’s sore from all my screaming. As he rolls us over, and I have just enough energy to lay my head on his shoulder.

  “Figure it out yet?” he asks then laughs when I kick him.

  We return from our honeymoon anxious to start our life together.

  My stomach pops out practically overnight, and Blake is obsessed with it. He plans to attend every doctor appointment with me, and he has already read every book about pregnancy and childbirth available. His hovering would be adorable, but I’m ready to kill him. I can’t eat anything or do anything without first asking Blake for fear of him deeming it harmful for the baby.

  22

  Blake

  Tonight, I plan to show my wife off at the Autumn Ball. Lucy has only gotten more beautiful as her pregnancy progresses. She chose a maternity dress for tonight that is going to cause me to walk around with a hard-on all night. The long clingy dress shows off her tiny baby bump perfectly. I plan on killing the first fucker who stares at my woman.

  “You look edible in that dress,” I tell her when she walks out of the closet carrying her shoes.

  “I’ll let you take a bite, later,” Lucy sasses as I take the shoes from her hand. After motioning for Lucy to sit on the bed, I kneel on the floor to put the heels on her feet.

  “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll be feasting on you later.” I wink and promise Lucy before I take her hand and we walk out the door.

  When we arrive at the Autumn Ball, I introduce Lucy to a few of my coworkers, and we walk around before we find Lucy’s family. Madison and Lukas appear to be getting along, which thrills Lucy. Lukas is definitely out of Lucy’s life, which delights me. I try to keep my jealousy in check, but when a waiter attempts to look down the front of my wife’s dress, I have a word with the young man. I’m sure he won't ever make that same mistake again.

  A new phase of my life begins at the Autumn Ball as I watch as Drew Steele fights his feelings for a woman. In all the years Drew and I have been friends, he has never taken any woman on more than one or two dates, and he has a strict “no love, no commitment, no promises for the future” spiel that he gives to every woman on the first date. The most shocking part of the whole situation is the woman Drew is obsessing over is Annie Ryan, Drew’s nephew’s date for the evening. To keep the peace, I persuade him to leave the bar and stop staring at his nephew’s fiancée before it becomes evident to everyone that there’s a problem.

  Max, Lukas’ best friend, has already tried to reason with Drew without success, but now, Drew finally takes my advice and uses the security office for a while. When the dinner begins, I am forced to keep him from killing Bradley after the stupid shit makes a comment to Drew about “fucking Annie.” I carefully watch Drew for the rest of the night. He clenches his jaw non-stop, and a vein is bulging out the side of his neck. When the night finally ends without bloodshed, I heave a sigh of relief. There is a gigantic problem brewing, and I have no idea how to solve it. This ongoing feud between Drew and Bradley has the potential to destroy the whole merger between Steele Co. and Sterling-Ryan. Earlier this morning, I had to stop Drew from killing Bradley. Fuck, I’m too old for this shit. I'm going to list referee as a job on my resume.

  After the ball, I’m in the shower when Lucy steps in and drops to her knees.

  “I thought I would feast first,” she says as she starts licking the tip of my quivering flesh.

  I lay my head back against the marble and groan. “Fuck, baby, you can indulge yourself any time,” I grunt out as she takes my rod to the back of her throat.

  I grab the back of her head and hold her while she sucks feverishly. Lucy runs her nails lightly up the back of my legs, and I just about lose my mind.

  “Shit, I'm not going to last. You feel too good,” I roar.

  Lucy groans, and the vibration runs down my hard male heat, and I shoot my load into her mouth without warning. I pick Lucy up and impale her, and we both scream. “Did I hurt you?” I pause and ask.

  “God no, you feel so good. Don’t stop,” Lucy pants as I start to piston in and out of her.

  I fuck her until the water turns cold, and my legs are weak. I barely have the energy to dry us off and carry her to bed after our shower.

  I’m so fucking thankful I found Lucy. Every day, my feelings for her grow stronger. I have never been jealous before, but now, I experience the fucking emotion daily.

  I turn into a caveman any time another man is around my woman, but Lucy is going to have to get used to my possessiveness. Maybe once the baby is born, I’ll be able to control it better, but I can’t promise anything.

  At least Lucy seems amused by “my caveman ways.” One morning, after overhearing her tell Jessica that she “provokes me, so I fuck my jealousy out on her,” I haul her to the bedroom and show her what “fucking” my jealousy out on her little ass for the rest of the afternoon and evening means. The next day, she walks funny and grouses to me, “I called the movers, and they should be here soon to pack our things and move us to our new cave.”

  “You provoked the beast, baby, take those shoes off and get your little ass in the kitchen and make me dinner,” I taunt.

  Because I’m ducking to avoid the sandal as it sails past my head, I don’t see the other one until it nails me in the side. Lucy doesn’t stick around after her attack, she darts past me, and I chase her into our bedroom where I corner her. She’s breathing heavy from her exertion, and I watch as her swollen, tight nipples strain against the thin material of her shirt. Unable to resist the temptation, I greedily suck on one through the fabric.

  Lucy takes hold of my hair and groans, “God, Blake.”

  “If you refuse to make me dinner, I’ll have to find something else to eat.” After laying her across the bed, I drag off her soaked shorts and panties.

  I hold her wet panties up to my face and inhale. “Caveman seems to work for you, sweetheart.”

  Lucy’s eyes narrow, but she doesn't refute me. I toss the underwear over my shoulder and lean down to inhale directly from the source before I taste her sweetness. My fucking bulge is about to tear a hole through the front of my shorts as my tongue slowly teases her little, pink bud while I run my finger lightly inside her fluttering flesh.

  “Stop teasing me, and fuck me,” she growls and tugs roughly on my hair.

  “Fuck, you taste so good.” I take two fingers and scrape the front wall of her opening while alternating between sucking hard and biting lightly on her little clit, which sets her off, and she goes crazy pulling my hair and screaming my name.

  After I shove my shorts under
my engorged shaft, I stand between her legs and plough into her slippery softness. From this position, she’s entirely at my mercy; I use my grip on her hips to hold her so I can pound into her tight hole mercilessly. She arches her back and keeps begging me to fuck her harder until her core convulses around my rigid member, and she screams so loud my ears start ringing.

  A while later, we’re lying in bed with her head on my shoulder, and I can’t help but tease her. “I’ll let you keep a couple pairs of shoes to wear when we leave the house, but other than that, I expect you barefoot and, in the kitchen, baby.”

  Her eyes narrow to slits, and she leans over and bites my nipple, which causes us to spend the rest of the afternoon, “negotiating my caveman ways.”

  We’re slowly building a closer relationship with Lucy’s family, but the family is going through a hefty transition right now. The merger has created an enormous amount of stress for everyone as it has changed several times over the months.

  It comes as no surprise to me when Drew and Annie Ryan start dating. I knew something was brewing between the two of them for a long time. The fact that Drew and George Ryan had arranged a marriage between Bradley and Annie as part of this merger made their relationship shocking and controversial, to say the least. Their relationship ended the plans for that marriage, but Lukas and Madison got married last weekend, so part of the merger has taken place. Hopefully, things will start to settle down now that their wedding is over.

  Slowly, over the next couple of months, we settle into our new lives and get ready for our little one. Lucy grows more beautiful every day, and I love watching her stomach expand with our child. Lucy’s a sex freak from the pregnancy hormones, which is spectacular, though, I sometimes work late to give my abused dick a chance to recover from her demands.

  I’m in a meeting with Drew and Nate when Jessica bursts in and tells me to go straight to the hospital.