by Nikki Ryan
“Would you like some coffee?” She glanced back at him as she walked into the kitchen.
“Sure. Thanks,” he said.
“What do you like in it?” She handed him the mug.
“Nothing. I like it black.”
“Eew! Not me, I douse mine with hazelnut creamer.”
“That’s more like a dessert than coffee, isn’t it?” He laughed as he watched her pour half the bottle into her cup.
“That’s probably why I like it so much.” She smiled, showing off her straight white teeth. “So what did you want to talk to me about?”
Sam watched her as she leaned her hip against the counter. I’m a dead man walking!
He moved to sit at the table. He needed to put some distance between them.
“I don’t know how to say this other than to just come out with it,” he said. “I overheard you and your friend talking outside the other night.” He stopped when he witnessed the blood leaving her face.
“I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. I was sitting out there drinking a beer when you two came out.”
Horrified, Alyssa put her mug down and covered her face with her hands. “Oh. My. God! I cannot believe this is happening to me.”
“I want to help you but I have some conditions.”
“What? Wait! No. Oh hell no buddy! We are not having this conversation.”
“Why? Even your friend thinks I’d be a great choice,” he said.
“I can’t. I just can’t. This is crazy!” she said. She paced back and forth in front of him.
He rose from the chair and stood in front of her. He could feel her breath on his face as he leaned down. Resisting the need to kiss her, he gently rubbed her arms with his fingertips.
“Look at me, Alyssa.”
He felt her begin to relax under his touch. He studied her face while big brown eyes stared back at him.
“You want a baby, don’t you?” he asked.
Alyssa responded with a nod.
“So why won’t you let me help you?”
“I… I don’t know. I’m in shock. This is nuts.”
“Like I said, I have a few conditions.”
“Such as?” She walked over to where she’d left her mug and took another sip.
“Ok. First off, I want to conceive this baby naturally with you. I’m not jerking off into a cup and you’re not sticking a turkey baster up there,” he said, waving his hand at her nether region. She crossed her arms and her eyes narrowed at him.
“You’re just doing this to get into my panties.”
“I won’t deny that,” he said. “The other reason is that I come from a long line of Irish Catholics. If my mother ever found out we did this artificially, she’d take my head off. As it is, she’s going to be irate that I didn’t marry you first. But I can handle her.” Sam knew his mother was going to eat him alive when she found out but he wasn’t about to tell Alyssa that.
“Wait. What? How would she ever know about the baby?”
“That is my second condition. I want you and the baby to be a part of my family’s life. It’s important that the baby knows he or she has a family.”
He stood paralyzed watching the emotions run over her face. He was afraid she was going to tell him no so he added, “Besides, I have a large family with a lot of love to give. Even if they are a bit crazy at times. They will love you both. Every child needs that. You need that, Alyssa.”
“You know nothing about me or what I need, Sam McKiernan. I’ve done perfectly fine by myself thank you very much!”
“Then why are there tears in your eyes right now?” He gently wiped one that threatened to fall down her cheek.
“If we do this, you won’t pay for anything. The baby will be mine. There won’t be joint custody or child support payments. I’d allow your family to know him or her but I decide when and where. And I’ll have a contract drawn up saying so.”
He said, “I figured as much.”
“And how do you know we’d be sexually compatible? I know it’s just sex and a means to an end but . . .”
Sam grabbed her hips and guided her backwards until her lower back touched the counter. He leaned into her so she could feel his huge erection against her as he took her mouth. Without hesitation, she draped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, matching his hunger. He moved his hand under her shirt and found a lace clad mound; he pushed the lace aside exposing the nipple. He teased it until it pebbled. Sam moved on to the next one when she leaned her head back and encouraged him with a soft moan. She was rubbing herself against his manhood. Her breathing was getting faster. He wanted nothing more than to lose himself inside of her. But he couldn’t. Not yet. Reluctantly, he released her and stepped back. His eyes trailed down to her lips, red and swollen with arousal.
“Because we are, Lys,” he said. “Think about it and get back to me.”
He kissed her lightly on the cheek and leaned his forehead into hers. “The things I’m going to do to you will ruin you for all men after me.”
He left her standing there, shell-shocked and walked back to his apartment. A huge smile on his face. Once inside, he headed towards the bathroom to take another shower. A cold one this time. Very cold one.
Chapter Three
“No fucking way! He did that? And you kissed him right back? That’s fucking hot!” Kat exclaimed when Alyssa divulged the events that had just occurred. “So what are you going to do?”
“I don’t know. He was actually really sweet. I know he just wants to get into my pants but . . . I don’t know. It would be kind of nice to be a part of a family again.”
“Stop biting your nails. I know you’re doing it,” Kat said.
Alyssa instantly took her finger out of her mouth. She was known to do that when she was really nervous about something. It was a dead giveaway. It always amazed her that Kat knew when she was doing it when she couldn’t actually see it happening. She could be a real pain in the ass sometimes.
“Brat,” Alyssa said. “There’s a lot to think about. Not to mention that kiss. It was intense and unbelievably hot.”
It had taken her at least ten minutes after Sam left to come down from his touch. She had to admit, he had some sort of power over her. She felt it the moment his hands touched her. She recalled feeling immediately relaxed as he gently stroked her arms.
Alyssa wasn’t well versed in sexual relationships. Jack had been her first and only. But she knew one thing. Jack never made her feel the way Sam had. She had to change her panties after Sam had left because they were drenched. She wanted him too. There was no doubt in her mind now.
“Well, I think you should do it. You have nothing to lose and everything to gain.”
“I’ll call you later and let you know what I’ve decided.”
Alyssa sat motionless on her couch, thinking about what Kat had said. “You’ve got nothing to lose and everything to gain.” Nothing to lose? Just my heart. What if I fall in love him? He would never settle down let alone with someone like me.
She spent the morning going over pros and cons. Sam did make perfect sense for the most part. She didn’t want to go to a sperm bank. It was so impersonal. She knew she would if that was the only thing holding her back, even if they mixed up the sperm and gave her the spawn of Satan! But now she had Sam. A man, a beautiful one, smart, too, who wanted to create a baby with her, no strings attached. She now had no doubt that that man would rock her world in the bedroom. Plus it would be her cries of passion keeping her awake for a change, not someone else’s. That was a definite plus.
She was going to say yes but she had one condition of her own. It had also been one hour since he left her kitchen. She smiled as she thought about making him sweat it out until tonight. He had looked so smug before he left. Two could play this game.
Alyssa busied herself for most of the day. Saturdays were her day to clean the apartment, do laundry and pay the bills. Once her tasks were completed, she took a shower and felt human again. She stood in front
of her closet deciding what she should wear to mark this momentous occasion. She finally chose the sky blue knee length dress that accentuated her sun-kissed skin and brown eyes. She slipped into silver sandals and went next door.
“Hi,” she said.
“Hey.”
It should be illegal for a man to look this good. Her eyes travelled over his body, stopping at his naked feet. He wore a gray Red Sox shirt and denim jeans and the usual heart-stopping smile.
“I made my decision and thought you might want to know what it is but with one condition of my own,” she said.
“Ok. Come in. Let’s talk.” She followed him inside and sat on the couch. “Want a drink? I only have beer though.”
“Beer is perfect. I don’t drink wine. Too rich for my blood.” She heard him chuckle in the kitchen.
“I agree,” he said. He handed her the bottle and sat down next to her. She felt her heart begin to race. He had been watching the Red Sox and they were ahead in the third inning. She had wanted to watch the game but this had been more important. Now she had both.
“So . . . I’m going to agree on everything we talked about but add one thing into the mix.”
“Okay. What’s that?”
“While we’re trying to conceive, I don’t want you to be with any other women. That’s a deal breaker for me.”
Sam took a swig of his beer.
“That’s fine. I wasn’t planning on it anyway.”
“Have you ever had sex without a condom?”
“No, you’ll be my first,” he said.
“Okay. Me either.”
“So how is this going to work anyway? Do we just fuck like rabbits every day until you get pregnant?”
“I hadn’t thought about it. But no, I don’t think so. There are specific times when a woman is most fertile and that’s when we should . . . do it,” she said.
“Any chance you are fertile right now?” he asked, raising his eyebrows up and down.
“Ugh! You’re an ass!” She smacked his arm good-naturedly. “And no. I just had my period.”
“Humph. Well then, want to watch the game with me?”
“I’d love to.” She slipped off her sandals and tucked her legs under her.
She had a great time with Sam while watching the game. He knew a lot about baseball. Every once in a while she’d ask a question about a particular call on a play and he’d have an answer for her. They chatted throughout the game and she learned that he had played shortstop in college in Boston for four years. And that he currently played softball two nights a week with his buddies, work schedule permitting.
She liked the way his face lit up when he spoke of his family. He had a sister and two older brothers. They had all chosen the same career path as their father and joined his law firm after graduation. Sam was the only one who’d dug in his heels.
“It wasn’t for me. I wanted to save lives.”
“How did your family take it?”
“They were disappointed at first but supported my decision in the end.”
She marveled at how at ease she felt with him. Maybe it was the four beers she’d had while watching the game. But she wanted him to touch her. To kiss her right now! She placed her bottle on the table and turned to him.
“Kiss me,” she whispered.
Sam set his beer down next to hers. He stood up and reached for her hand.
“Follow me.”
She wasn’t sure if she was ready for sex yet but she placed her hand in his. She knew she was his once he touched her. Sam led them into his bedroom. He turned her so that her back was facing the bed. She watched him as he knelt down in front of her. He lightly traced his hands up the back of her legs and under her dress until he found her ass. He massaged the round globes, then pulled her dress up over her hips exposing her panties. Before she could object, he had pressed his nose to her mound and inhaled. She gasped. Jack had never done that to her.
“Mm. You smell good, Alyssa.” He stood up and ordered her to lay back on the bed. She did what she was told while watching him. He lay on top of her with his hands on both sides of her face. His erection was pressing against her center. It ached for his attention.
Leaning down, he took her mouth with his. And once again, she met his passion. They began swirling their tongues together in slow, sensual movements. Alyssa moaned into his mouth.
Sam left her mouth, leaving a trail of kisses down the fiery skin of her neck. He reached down to pull her dress up over her head. Alyssa raised her hips to better help him. He tossed the silky blue material to the floor and gazed at her laying before him. She suddenly felt shy as his gaze roamed over her body.
“You are so beautiful, Lys.”
“Yea, that’s what you say to all of the girls,” she said.
“No. I don’t.”
He leaned down and sucked hard on one nipple through the silky material hiding her breast. Alyssa arched her back, bringing herself closer to his body. She moaned loudly as he continued the erotic assault. The juices started flowing in her panties and she began grinding against his erection.
“Sam! Don’t stop!”
He moved to the neglected breast and lightly trailed his right hand down her belly, dipping below her panty line. He felt her stiffen as he moved closer to her center.
“Relax, baby.” He took her mouth as he dipped his finger inside her and moved it in and out. “You are so wet for me, Alyssa.”
Sam pulled his finger out and moved down so his face was inches from her pleasure center. He pushed his finger back inside of her and looked up.
“I want you to watch me as I bring you over the edge.”
Alyssa nodded. She couldn’t have taken her eyes off of him even if her life depended on it. Sam leaned down and licked her as he inserted the second finger and stroked it back and forth. Alyssa bucked under his tongue and soon began riding his tongue and fingers. She heard her juices splash as his fingers stroked her inner core.
She was lost. These were unfamiliar sensations to her. She was close, she knew. Sam picked up the pace and started sucking her pleasure zone. Alyssa went wild. “Oh. My. God! Don’t stop, Sam!” She took his hair into her fists.
“Sam! Sam!” she screamed. Her body shook as it found its release. Sam lightened his movements on her as she came down from the cataclysmic orgasm. She released his hair and ran her fingers gently down his cheek. He responded with a wolfish grin.
“That . . . was amazing, Sam McKiernan.”
He moved up alongside her body and lay on his side looking down at her, one arm tucked under his head. He began tracing his fingertips up and down her abdomen.
Alyssa felt his erection against her. With one hand she unbuttoned his jeans and started to unzip them.
“Oh no you don’t, young lady,” he said. He pushed her hand away.
“Oh no you don’t! It’s my turn!”
Without warning, she jumped up and straddled him. She worked fast to remove his jeans and boxer briefs although he was no longer resisting her. She swallowed when his erection sprang free. It was huge and she had never done this before. Jack didn’t like oral sex, giving or taking. She looked up at Sam, who had been laying still watching her every move. She took him into her mouth and began sucking gently. Her mouth watered and soon he was slippery with her saliva. She rubbed her hand up and down his length as she sucked the head. She heard Sam let out a gasp. He began moving his hips in unison. With that giving her courage, she cupped his shaft with one hand continuing to stroke it while her lips moved her mouth further south. She took one ball in her mouth and sucked. Then the other. She licked them a few more times before she began sucking his massive shaft again.
She loved this. She loved how it seemed to make him feel and it was all because of her. Sam tapped her shoulder but she ignored him.
“Alyssa . . . I’m going to come,” he said. But she just sucked harder and made him wetter with her saliva. She wanted to taste him. Finally, he pulled her head into him so she took hi
s full length. He held her there. His whole body shuddered while her mouth was fully enveloped around him. She swallowed hard. When he was finished, she leaned up and wiped her mouth.
“Mm. You taste good,” she said.
“That was fucking amazing, Lys! Where did you learn to do that? No. Wait! Don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.” He folded his arms over his eyes.
Smiling, she laid her body down flat on his. She removed his arms from his face, gently kissed his lips and said, “You are the first.”
“No . . . Are you serious?”
Chapter Four
Sam woke the next morning with Alyssa draped across his body. She had fallen asleep in his arms after their erotic exploration the night before. It had taken him awhile to finally fall asleep. Thoughts of Alyssa going down on him had flooded the forefront of his brain.
She was absolutely amazing. He believed her when he said that it had been her first time. She wouldn’t lie to me, would she? Nah! Not Alyssa. She had no reason to lie. It’s not like he was a saint, so he shouldn’t expect her to be. But man, the girl certainly had talent.
He shifted his weight to better access her back and lightly caressed it in a swirly motion. After a few minutes, she smiled and opened her eyes.
“MMM . . . Good morning,” she said. Alyssa removed her leg from Sam’s body. “Ugh. Sorry, I’m not used to sleeping with someone. Apparently I’m a bed hog.”
“I’m not complaining. It was . . . nice sleeping in the tiny corner of the bed that you allowed me in,” he said and then chuckled. Alyssa lightly smacked him on the arm as she sat up in bed and leaned back against the headboard. Sam’s eyes dropped to her breasts that had been covered by the sheet a few seconds earlier. He shifted his weight so that he was kneeling above her. With one quick movement she was underneath him. Skin on delicious skin.
“Ass!” Alyssa said when he jerked her underneath him. “That’s not true. You had more than a little corner.”
“Maybe just a smidgen. And you snore by the way.”
