One Night Baby - A Romance Compilation

by Tia Siren

  But really, it scared me that I might end up like her. That I had finally found a way to bring into the world the one thing I wanted most out of my life, and that it would somehow be ripped from me by happenstance. It scared me that, no matter how healthy I kept myself and no matter how young I had this child, the world would continuously rip that away from me.

  Just like it was doing with Stacey. So, I did the only thing I knew I could do in that very moment.

  I cried alongside her for the rest of the afternoon.

  Chapter 12

  Kason

  The Rendons had invited me over for dinner tonight and I couldn’t turn them down. Marcus still wanted to go over shit with the website and I was hoping to see Hanna. I couldn't get her off my mind since our last encounter, and even the session I’d had in the shower had done nothing to quell the rising heat every time I thought about her body. Hanna was doing things to my mind no woman ever had, and I dreamt of sinking my cock into her body every single night.

  I wanted to see her; I wanted to be close to her. I wanted to try to convince her to use a condom so I could have her just once. Just once so I could erase the anticipation and the dream from my memory so I could continue being the man I always had been. Hanna Rendon was plaguing my thoughts and dreams, and every time her silhouetted body popped into my mind, I had to excuse myself just so I could wrap my hand around my dick and provide myself with some temporary relief.

  I dressed in my best polo and slacks and made sure I looked nice, but when I got over there, Hanna was nowhere to be found.

  “She’s not here,” Marcus said.

  “Who?” I asked.

  “Hanna. She’s not here.”

  “Who gives a shit if she’s here?” I asked.

  Marcus grinned. “You do. I know you do.”

  “Dude, you really have some issues,” I said.

  All Marcus gave me was a grunted ‘uh huh.’

  We all sat down to eat. Lisa had made an incredible spread: basil and honey baked chicken with steamed vegetables and a wonderfully exotic fruit salad. We all ate our fill and then some before I realized she had also baked my favorite pie: blackberry with a brown-sugar-crusted top.

  I groaned. “My god, if I eat any more, no amount of gym work will ever get it off me.”

  “Yeah, Mom, this is spectacular,” Marcus said.

  “Wonderful as always, dear,” Roger said.

  “Oh, you all are too kind.” She smiled. “So! Kason. What’re your parents up to tonight?”

  “There’s some sort of show they’re taking in tonight. I bought them tickets.”

  “Oh, that’s so nice!” Lisa said.

  “Yeah. I try to take care of them whenever I can. They don’t ever do stuff for themselves, but if I buy it for them, I can practically guilt them into going.”

  “Sounds like a good plan. Your dad’s always been so selfless,” Roger said.

  “Wanna talk about the website a bit more after dinner?” Marcus asked. “I just have few more questions and then I can get to work.”

  “That’s fine, though wait for my call. I still have to get you to fill out employee paperwork and get you on the payroll. Shouldn’t take more than a week.”

  “Sounds good, man.”

  “Kason, I really want to thank you for what you’ve done for Marcus and Hanna. The job and the internship, it’s all just so much.”

  “It’s not a problem, Lisa. Marcus is talented as hell, and Hanna’s been put in a shit situation by her school. If I can help, I will.”

  “Language.” Marcus smirked.

  “Honey, that’s no way to talk to your friend,” Lisa said.

  “But you did it to me all through breakfast this morning!” Marcus said.

  “Kason isn’t my son. It’s not our problem how he talks. You are my son and you won’t use that language in front of your mother.”

  “Son of a—”

  “Language, Son,” Roger chided.

  I couldn’t help but smirk. Marcus looked absolutely annoyed while I thought the entire family dynamic was funny, but I was glad Lisa had opened the door for me to ask questions about Hanna. I couldn’t deny that I was bummed she wasn’t here. I just hoped she was all right.

  “Speaking of Hanna, where is she? Out galivanting with Susie?”

  “Stacey,” Marcus corrected. “And she’s actually at the hospital.”

  My stomach fell to my toes and I could’ve sworn I was going pale. Hanna was in the hospital and I hadn’t known about it?! What the hell had happened?! Had she been in a car accident? Was she sick? Had she done something idiotic? Flashes of her body sinking to the bottom of the swimming pool came flooding back to my mind, and I saw myself jumping in after her before Lisa’s voice ripped me from my thoughts.

  “Apparently Stacey had another miscarriage,” Lisa said softly. “She called and wanted Hanna to come to the hospital, and she’s been there ever since breakfast.”

  A weight came off my shoulders in relief, but I still hurt for her best friend. I didn’t know Stacey personally, but I knew she and Hanna had been best friends since middle school. I couldn’t imagine what they were all going through right now, and I wondered if Hanna was all right. I had this deep-seated need to know she was okay, and there was a part of me that was still struggling to settle my heart rate.

  “I honestly don’t know how Stacey will get through this one.” Roger sighed. “It’s her third in two years.”

  “Lord,” Marcus said, sighing as well.

  “Three miscarriages in two years?” I asked.

  “It’s all she and Brad ever talk about. Brad, her husband,” Lisa said. “They were high school sweethearts you know. She and Hanna and Brad were inseparable.”

  “Sounds like a fairy tale,” I murmured.

  “When Stacey and Brad got married, no one was shocked, but it took a lot of convincing to get them to hold off on a family until Brad got through college,” Roger said.

  I nodded. “Sounds smart enough.”

  “But when they started trying, it was just a disaster. If they weren’t struggling to get pregnant, they were experiencing miscarriages once they did.” Lisa sniffled. “My heart just aches for them. They’re just so young.”

  Roger reached over and rubbed his wife’s back, and my mind drifted back to Hanna. I couldn't imagine comforting Marcus through something like that, and I had no idea how Hanna was holding up. Part of me wanted to figure out where Stacey and Brad lived so I could go see her, but another part of me was confused because I didn’t understand why the fuck it was so necessary to make sure she was all right.

  Why was I so worried about her?

  Dinner went as well as could be expected, and Marcus and I went over a few more things for the website afterward. We settled on a design for the blog and finalized the basic color scheme. Then I went to their computer and printed off Marcus’s employee paperwork and had him fill it out while I was there. I ran through the terms and conditions of his employment one last time so I knew we were in agreement and then shook his hand.

  “I’ll get this faxed over to HR in the morning, and they should call you in the next couple days to talk you through your W2 forms and such. Once you’re in the system, you can start working.”

  “Thank you so much, man,” Marcus said.

  “Quit thanking me. You’re fucking talented. Stop with the bullshit.”

  I pulled him in for a hug and patted his back, and then I left. I shut the door behind me, made my way back to my house, and realized my parents still weren’t back. They were probably getting dinner and drinks and finally spending time together. I was happy they were getting that time to themselves. They never took it because their lives seemed to be surrounded by me and my company, and it was kind of becoming a pain in the ass.

  Then I saw a car pull up.

  I knew whose car it was the moment I saw it, and when Hanna stepped out, she locked eyes with me. She shut her door quietly and scurried over to my porch. When she st
opped in front of me, I could tell she had been crying.

  “You all right?” I asked softly.

  “Yeah,” she said.

  “I just had dinner with your family. They, uh, told me about Stacey.”

  “Oh.”

  “She all right?” I asked.

  “She’ll make it. She’s strong.” That was all Hanna offered. I could tell she was upset. Her hands were trembling and her breathing was erratic. I knew if she confronted her family like this, they would bombard her with questions.

  “Why don’t you come on inside? I’ll get you something to drink.”

  I put my hand on the small of her back and ushered her through the door. I couldn’t help but feel electricity shoot up my arm. Her feet dragged and her shoulders were slightly slumped, and when she flopped down at the kitchen table, she let out a massive sigh.

  “Still want that baby?” I asked as I poured her a glass of water.

  She sighed. “My mind hasn’t been changed, Kason.”

  “I just figured with everything going on—”

  “What’s happening with my best friend has no bearing on me,” she snapped. I placed the water in front of her, but she didn’t touch it. When I sat down beside her, I reached out for her hand.

  “I can tell you’re upset.”

  “No shit, Sherlock,” she murmured.

  “Would you like to talk about the internship?” I asked.

  “You mean the fake secretarial position you’re gonna pay me for?” she spat.

  “Not fake. It’s an actual offer. The only phone calls I’ll have to place will be the ones to accounting and HR to create the position for you. I just need to know if it’s something you want to do.”

  “Of course. I need to do it for my degree,” she said.

  “Then I’ll place the proper phone calls and make it happen. Just get me your class schedule when you can and I can work your hours around it.”

  “Sounds fantastic,” she whispered.

  It killed me to see her like this, and I couldn’t stand it any longer. I yanked her hand and ripped her from her seat. When her body threw itself into mine, I barreled my lips into hers. Her tongue slipped between my lips and my arms held her close to my body. Her tits pressed firmly into my chest while her hands gripped locks of my hair. She tasted salty, like she’d been dining on her tears, and her being in so much pain today made my heart ache.

  I kissed and nipped down her neck, and her grip tightened. When she jumped and wrapped her legs around me, I sank the palms of my hands into her sweet little ass. I walked her down the hallway while I marked her neck and shoulders with my teeth. The whimpers and whispers of pleasure that fell from her lips made the dick growing inside my pants throb. We burst into my room and I tossed her onto my bed roughly. When I saw her chest heaving and flushed with lust, I knew I had her right where I wanted her.

  “Just this once, Hanna,” I said. “Just this once.”

  Her eyes devoured my body, and I saw when my thick dick caught her attention. She licked her lips, and the sight forced me to bite back a groan. But when the answer I was looking for dripped from her lips, I felt a wet stain form on the front of my pants.

  “All right. We’ll use a condom. But just this once, Kason. I’m serious.”

  Chapter 13

  Hanna

  I slowly took every inch of my clothing off while his eyes devoured my body. That beautiful cock stood at attention for me, and before I knew it, he was shimmying out of his clothes as fast as he could. Our layers peeled back and his body slowly unveiled itself to me. When he was standing naked in front of the bed, I lay back and slowly spread my legs.

  My pussy was glistening for him, just like he’d probably envisioned it would. I could feel my juices gathering in places I couldn’t wait for his tongue to be, but when he started peppering my thighs with kisses and nips, I lost all sense of time and space. I could already feel the red marks rising on the side of my neck, and for a split second, I panicked. I knew we had to keep this a secret from my family and I had no way of covering them up, but then Kason sank his teeth into the meat of my flesh and all worries disappeared.

  “God, Kason,” I whispered.

  He bit down on the excess of my right thigh, and I moaned and squirmed beneath him. He sucked and chewed until I could feel the heat of my pussy radiating against his cheek. When he let go, he licked the bruise I knew he’d inflicted on my skin. I was trembling on his bed, and as much as I wanted to deny him and his command for a condom, I knew I didn’t have the self-control to hold myself back any longer.

  Not from him. Not when I wanted him so badly.

  He licked a thick stripe up my slit, and my body lunged for his. My hands entwined in his hair and my thighs came up to his ears. All at once, he was drinking down every drop of me while I bucked against his face. He planted his hands on my hips, trying to steady my body, but I’d lost myself in my passion and could feel his entire face being coated with my silk. God, his tongue felt so good against my body, and I couldn’t wait until he sank that raging dick deep into the caverns of my body.

  “Please, Kason. Oh, god. Right there. Please. Right there.”

  He flicked just beside my clit, and my body began to swell against the side of his tongue. One of his hands went against mine in his hair, and before I knew it, he had pried my grip from his locks and twined our fingers together. I shifted, desperately wanting his tongue right on top of my throbbing mound. When I did, my clit pressed right against his tongue. He bared down and continued his assault on my body. I shook and convulsed while my jaw peeled open in silent pleasure. I knew I was close to coming, and the moan of gratification that ricocheted through my pussy lips and into my core threw me off the edge while words of obscenity fell from my lips in a hazy cloud of orgasmic fury.

  “That’s right, Kason. Lick that pussy. Oh, fuck! I’ve been such a naughty girl. Yes.”

  He lapped up everything I gave him just before my body collapsed back on the bed, but when I looked up and saw the predatory stare that was climbing right for me, I knew he wasn’t nearly done with me.

  “You’ve been such a naughty girl,” he growled. He captured my lips in a kiss, and I relished how I tasted on his skin. My tongue darted out to wipe his lips clean while he sucked my bottom lip between his teeth. Before I knew it, he had flipped me over and I was on my stomach.

  “Hips up,” he said, his voice rough and commanding.

  I raised my ass into the air and shook it. A resounding crack came down on my ass cheek. I hissed out in pain, and he slapped the other one to match. All at once, my chest collapsed to the bed. His hands assaulted my ass, and my body trembled in front of him. Just after he finished, he slowly kneaded and kissed the puffy redness I knew was rising on my skin.

  “So beautiful,” he whispered into my ass cheek. He kissed the areas he had slapped, and I moaned in satisfaction. When he rose up, I felt his condom-coated dick sitting at my entrance.

  “Does my good little girl want her treat?” Kason asked.

  “Oh, god, yes,” I whispered.

  “Say it,” he growled.

  “I want your cock. Please, Kason. Dear god, please give it to me.”

  He sank his dick deep into my body, and it felt as if I had been projected to the heavens. He brushed against all the right spots and stretched me in all the right ways, and when his hands planted on my lower back, I knew I was done for. His hands perched perfectly on my body while his hips rolled into mine, and my painfully hard nipples brushed against the sheets of his childhood bed while his chiseled body rocked deeply into mine.

  He groaned. “Dear god, you’re so tight.”

  I pushed back into him, hoping he would speed up his thrusts, and when he did, his balls slapped against my clit. My body was folded and bare to him, and his lips dipped down and kissed up my spine. When I finally had the strength to raise myself onto my arms, his hand snaked around and took my breast.

  “Such a beautiful pair of tits,” Kaso
n grunted out. “I’ve fucking dreamed about these things.”

  The sound of skin slapping skin filled his bedroom, and my sighs soon turned into moans. My juices gathered and dripped down his dick, and his balls smacked against my swollen clit. My body trembled and fire ignited in my arms and legs. As I pushed back onto his rock-solid cock, he started to twitch inside me.

  “Oh, god. Oh, Hanna. Yes, baby. Just like that. Fucking…perfect…”

  I bucked back into him harder and lost control once more. My pelvis burned and my pussy fluttered around his cock, and once again, phrases I didn’t know I could speak spewed forth from my lips.

  “Fuck, Kason. Punish my body. Make me the good little girl you’ve always wanted.”

  He leaned onto my body and grabbed both of my breasts. When his teeth sank into the meat of my shoulder, I was absolutely done for. My pussy sucked his dick for everything it had, and he shoved himself in deeper. When his movements stilled and he groaned into my neck, I felt the pumping of his dick into my body.

  “Oh, god. Han...you’re—yes…”

  Our orgasms rocked our bodies before we collapsed on the bed, and when I finally hit his mattress, his arms snaked around me. He slowly pulled out from between my legs and rolled off to the side. When his arms pulled me with him, I couldn’t help but snuggle into his strong, broad frame. I danced my fingertips along the tattoos on his arm, finally getting a chance to see them up close. He had a skull and some designs I didn’t recognize alongside the someone holding an American flag. He had the zodiac signs of, I assumed, his parents and maybe Marcus, but there was another symbol I came across that I didn’t recognize.

  “Kason?” I asked.

  “Mm?” he hummed.

  “What’s this sign mean?”

  He looked over my shoulder and saw where I was pointing. Then he pressed a hot kiss into the crook of my neck before his lips made their way to my ear.