by C. M. Steele
“That’s a lot of grandkids.”
He nodded then stood. His mouth twisted into a wicked grin before tasting my mouth. I moaned, sliding my hands along his smooth head.
“Well, I plan to knock you up with at least six little Hendricks boys, and maybe we can talk about having some girls.”
“Talk about it? I don’t think you get that choice.” There were ways to choose a baby’s sex, but I wanted to let things take their course.
“It’s okay. I said so, so it is. No little beauties like you and my sister. I don’t think my heart could handle having to let them go one day. I’ve had my share today alone.”
“Do you want to talk about Layla and John, yet?” I asked. I knew that he wanted to deal with the whole shocking development with his sister this morning.
“Not yet. Losing her to him is lousy as fuck, but I don’t have a damn say in the matter,” he grumbled.
“It’s going to work itself out. From the way he was at the table, I’d bet any money that he worships her.”
“I guess I could let it go for now.”
“Really? Well, how about we just deal with today before you lose your heart to more Hendricks women.”
“Yes, let’s go eat. Breakfast is ready.”
He scooped me up and hurried me downstairs. I squealed the whole way down, gripping him tight.
Chapter 17
I watched her sip her coffee, mesmerized by her beauty. Her blond highlights caught the sun coming in through the back sliding door. It was still chilly, but the sun was bright. Fuck, I wanted to toss her onto the counter, part her thighs, and thrust into her depths, but she was sore from giving me her virgin pussy last night. I licked my lips. I wanted some sticky honey this morning.
“What’s with that look?” she asked with an arched brow of suspicion.
“Nothing,” I lied as I stalked around the table.
Spinning her chair around to face me, I dropped to my knees. Before she could grasp what I had in mind or try to stop me, I had her pussy bared and her thighs on my shoulders. Her mound glistened with my treat. I licked my lips before I kissed her lower ones. She moaned as I loved her pussy with my tongue.
Stroking her lips from top to bottom of her slit, I tasted her sweet honey. I groaned, and drank from her like I couldn’t get enough. Parting her lips, I sucked on her clit, sending her body pulsing and clenching around my head. Gripping her ass cheeks, I pushed her pussy harder against my face, eating her out until she fucked her orgasm out on my face.
I was so fucking hard, but I couldn’t fuck her. My cock was leaking cum onto my boxers. I was in a fucked up way. Resting her thighs on my shoulders, I unleashed my dick from its constricting confines. It stood stiff and wet, begging to come. She started grinding against me, running her hands all over my head and neck, riding out her pleasure. It was so damn sexy.
Once she had collapsed her head against the table, completely spent, I stood in front of her, my dick eyeing her tits. I lifted her shirt off her and tugged her bra down to show me those tits. My cock had a mind of its own, and I was already stroking my cum all over her pretty breasts and her mound.
I roared, “Mine.”
It was as though I wanted to mark my damn territory. She was mine, and I wanted everyone, her included, to know that she belonged to me. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her. A rush of protectiveness ran over my skin. We’d been apart because of someone else, and I knew that threat wasn’t gone even though Jessica was back. Rather, because she was back, it was going to get worse.
I saw the flush of embarrassment on her face. She was new to this, or at least I hoped so. Like a beast, I claimed my territory by nutting all over her in the middle of my kitchen.
Needing to return to being a gentleman, I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. Running the shower, I helped her in to wash off. While she was scrubbing herself, I ran a hot bath with some of Layla’s bubble bath.
She stuck her head out of the shower to grab a towel. “Are you going to take a bath?”
“No, baby, it’s for you.”
“I literally just finished showering. Are you trying to say I really smell?” she asked, wrapping the towel around her body and tucking the end between her breasts.
“I know, baby, but I keep getting you all dirty,” I murmured.
She blushed. “So are you going to dirty me up again? Is that why you ran the bath? You know it’s going to get cold.”
“No, I’m not going to fuck you again until you heal. I felt terrible about beating up your pussy last night. I thought you could use some time to soak your aching pussy.”
“You know, when you say that, it only fucks with my head and gets me all excited again.”
Chapter 18
I went into the office on Monday without letting on that Jessica was back. I knew that if Erin got wind of Jessica’s return, the evidence would be destroyed before I had a chance to nail Erin or to find out who she was working with.
I called in a favor from a friend who had ways to dig deeper. I'd have more answers soon.
I called HR to check on the new temp, but they hadn't heard from the agency yet. Even though it wasn't my job, I wanted to speak to the agency myself, so I drove to their office and asked to meet with someone in charge. It took about two minutes before a woman came to the front to greet me.
"Hello, I'm Nathaniel Hendricks at Hendricks Engineering Services."
"Hello, Mr. Hendricks, I'm Donna Wilke. I’ve actually hoped to hear from you personally. Every time we called to speak with you, we were told you weren't available." She escorted me to an office in the back.
"Oh, really? Interesting. By whom?" I had a feeling I knew which the name I’d hear.
"Erin in human resources."
"I’m here because I’d like to know why you keep sending me shitty temps," I growled.
"We’ve always sent a list of candidates to Erin, and she selects who to hire. That's actually what we wanted to speak to you about. They’re never the best we have, and your constant firing of them is a little out of character and damage to our reputation."
"Several of the ladies were let go because they were coming on to me."
She gasped as if she was surprised. "I can't believe that. Why weren't we notified? We thought you were firing then rehiring them to avoid our fees."
"Money has never been the issue. Every lousy woman you sent me cost me a lot of money in lost time."
"I'm sorry. We even included male candidates on the lists we sent to you."
"Have you spoken to Erin yet about getting me a new assistant this week? She was supposed to call you on Friday." My plan would only work if she hadn’t talked to Erin.
"We haven't yet,” she replied.
I tapped my fingers on the table before leaning in. "Okay. So here's what I need you to do. Please only offer male candidates because you've heard of my womanizing ways and you don't trust me."
"Okay, but what if she refuses?" she asked.
"Then tell her you're done with our company. She’s cost both of us a great deal of money,” I retorted.
"That she has," Mrs. Wilke hissed.
"Don't tell her we spoke. I want to catch her in the act,” I reminded her.
We parted ways, but at this point, I trusted no one. Erin wasn’t only playing with my money; she was trying to ruin my life.
The moment I jumped into the back of my truck, I called my woman. "Hey, baby.”
"Hi. How's work this morning?" she asked cheerfully.
Just talking to her made me smile like a fool. "It would be better if I was home with you." I’d be so deep in her, pounding away into her heat, coming as often as possible.
"I agree, but I'm not at the house,” she admitted.
"Where the fuck are you?" I snarled. The thought of her not being there freaked me out. I hoped one of my security members was with her.
"Calm down. Layla and I are at the store. John is waiting for us in the truck.”
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sp; “Moriarty is with you? Shouldn’t he be working?” I grumbled.
“I thought you’d appreciate that he wanted to look after his pregnant woman.”
“I do, but that doesn’t mean I want you around him,” I said.
“You don’t trust him?”
What could I say? I just didn’t want her falling for him. "Just call me when you get back to the house so I know you're safe."
"I love you too," she said with a laugh then hung up.
She knew my love turned me into an obsessive ass. What she didn't know was I planned to get crazier. Starting tomorrow, she'd have a full-time bodyguard. Unless she decided to come back as my assistant. She was the best for the job, even though I wanted to fuck her on any surface.
When I got home from work, I couldn't wait to get my hands on Jess. The house smelled fantastic, but food wasn't what I had in mind unless she was her own delicacy.
"Nate, you're home!" she squealed before running into my arms. Jess was only wearing one of my T-shirts.
"I missed you too, my heart."
She crawled up my body, clinging to me like a monkey, before planting her lips on my neck and kissing her way up to my mouth. I tugged on her hair and carried her to the couch. Laying her down, I tugged off her shirt and pulled her panties to the side, then I slipped a finger into her heat. Fuck, she was so wet. With her thighs parted, I made quick work of my pants.
Our eyes met, and I realized that my shy, innocent girl was gone. In her place was a woman begging to be satisfied, and that turned me on more than I’d thought possible. My cock was lined up with her entrance while I leaned over her. In one moment, I claimed her pussy and her mouth, my tongue dancing with hers. She cried out, clawing at my back. I grunted, taking deep strokes into her. The pressure in my spine increased, and beads of sweat rolled down it. Fuck, the feel of her panties against my cock made it hard to concentrate. It took all I had to hold back.
“Nate. Yes,” she whimpered, trying to find relief. I could tell she was close when her walls squeezed me.
“Come for me, Jess. Give it me. I want it. Scream for me,” I demanded, my own orgasm at the brink.
I grasped the edge of the couch and pumped into her just as she began to sing my praises.
“Lord, so good. Oh God, I’m coming.” Her body tensed, holding onto my cock.
I came hard inside her, thrusting and growling as I emptied all of me. “Jessica!”
Another amazing night with my woman.
Chapter 19
The next few days were business as usual as I waited for shit to finally come to a head. Erin had told me the agency would be sending someone over. I wondered how she was going to get someone in here who hadn’t been selected by Donna. To cover my end, I had the agency tapped. It took a day to realize that Donna was on the up and up. She wasn’t involved in Erin’s scam. What I couldn’t figure out was why Erin was after me in the first place. She was paid better than most, and when she first started, she had done a stellar job.
My new spy worked overseas and managed to pull a few strings. Although the blog was coming from a server and IP in Kazakhstan, it came back to Chicago. Wanting to make sure I had all those involved, I waited. My contact was going to hit my servers, login in as an IT administrator, and find the cyber trail in-house.
I worked hard as hell to get through each day as fast as I could to get back to Jessica. Every night she ran into my arms, and we made love until well after our dinner was cold.
“Hey, Jess, do you want to come fill in as my assistant for me for the next few weeks?” I asked as we sat on the sofa, watching TV.
“Um, you don’t have a new assistant yet?”
“No. The wench hasn’t found one for me.”
“That means she’s looking for a female, right?”
“That’s what I think.”
“Okay, well then, tell her that you’ve found your own assistant and let her sweat. That’ll force her hand. You want to catch her in the act, right?” she said.
“Yes, but we won’t need to once the guy I hired has the details on her.”
“How long will that take?”
“He told me he’d have everything done by the end of the week.”
“So do you want me to wait to start until the end of the week, so she doesn’t expect anything?”
“Can you do some things for me at the house?” I asked. “I know I shouldn’t even be asking you, but I’m so damn behind.”
“Aren’t we a couple? If you need me there, I’ll be there.”
I kissed her. “Thanks, babe. But I don’t like the idea of you having to work at all.”
“That’s okay. I like it.”
“Yeah, but when the babies start coming, working is off-limits.”
“So I should get some birth control?”
“Hell no!” I growled then leaned over her, pressing her deeper into the couch.
“Are you going to maul me again?”
“Yes.”
She smiled brightly and tossed her blouse off. “I’d take off the rest, but you seem to have me staked to the sofa with your pike.”
“Don’t worry, babe. I’ll take care of that right now.”
I climbed off her briefly to strip off our clothes, but the moment I stood, Jessica surprised me and worked off my boxers. Her tentative lick on the head of my cock almost made me come on the spot. I groaned and threw my head back, letting her know that I wanted more. Hell, I could get used to her like this. She took me deeper; inch by inch, she sucked my cock into her throat. My eyes popped out when I felt her take me all the way down. Pulling back before gagging, she licked around me.
“Fuck, Jessica. You’re going to make me come,” I panted. My body pulsed with the need to come as her mouth and hands made love to my cock.
~~~~~
We lay in bed after another night of loving.
“So tell me about your mother,” I said. “I know it’s hard for you, but I want to know as much as possible.”
“She was amazing. There wasn’t anything she couldn’t do. She took me everywhere—the museum, library, and zoo—on her days off. It was important to her that I got to experience everything I could even though I didn’t have a regular family. It was like she tried to make up for me not having a father. I always told her that I loved her, and I didn’t need one though. With her, I had everything. Her death broke my heart even though I knew it was coming. We spent days laughing and reliving the past before she lost consciousness for the last time.”
“I didn’t mean to make you cry,” I said, wiping away her tears.
“It’s hard to think about her and not cry. She was perfect to me. I hope that I’ll be a tenth of the mother she was.”
“You’ll be the same, but without the need to struggle. I won’t ever abandon you or our babies. They’ll know what it is to have both parents and a life full of love.”
Chapter 20
It was Thursday when Jess called me at the office.
“Hey, babe. What’s up?” I asked. She knew I was busy, so I hoped nothing bad had happened.
“Are you in your email at the moment?” she asked.
“No, I had to go into the meeting. I told you that you have access for the next hour. Why? Is something wrong?”
“Yes, someone else is in it. It’s not me, and you told me that guy wasn’t going to hit your email yet.”
That meant someone was hacking into it. “What the fuck! Baby, hold on for a moment.”
I ran to my office and entered my email. A memo was being typed. With the office phone, I called IT while I kept Jessica on the cell.
“Derek, can you trace who’s logged into my email right now?” I asked. There had to be a way to trace that shit. If not, I needed better software.
“Yes. Give me one minute,” he said. I could hear him typing away. “Sir, I accessed the backend data and located which IP is accessing your emails. I have your email open at your house and, for some reason, in HR.”
“Whose
desk?” I growled.
“The HR director,” he said solemnly.
“Is there a way to keep a printout of the IP information?”
“Yes, sir. Do you need anything else?”
“No, thanks, Derek.” I went back to my cell, where Jess was waiting on the line. “Hey, babe. Thanks for catching that.”
“I’m sorry that this is even happening to you.”
“It’s okay, baby. You just keep running at me when I get home, and I can get over anything else.”
“Should I list that under my tasks?” she playfully asked.
“Nope, you can list it under the perks,” I countered.
“Well, I can’t argue with that.”
She had the ability to make me laugh even when I felt like smashing in someone’s head. “I love you, Jess.”
“I love you too. I can’t wait for you to come home. Please stay safe.”
“I will,” I promised.
Once I hung up with her, I decided to call the police then confront Erin. There was no way she was getting out of this. I had to get shit done before she got away. I knocked on Erin’s office door. She was sitting at her desk, typing away.
“Come in, Nate. How can I help you?” she asked, standing from her chair.
I could tell she was nervous, but I had called the police already. I didn’t have much time to confront her. “Erin, you’re fired.” There was no need to mince words or anything.
“What? Why would you fire me?” Her eyes fill with sadness and pain.
“Why? Because you’re a fucking lying traitor. You’ve ruined my reputation and tried to destroy my company.”
“I didn’t mean to!”
“You didn’t mean to? You posted that I was fucking all my assistants after they quit or got fired for being useless. You ran Jessica off. What the fuck could you mean you didn’t mean to destroy my life?”
