One Night Baby - A Romance Compilation

by Tia Siren

  “Just getting into the cab,” I said with a sniffle.

  “Let us know when you’re about to take off. We’ll see you soon.”

  Then I heard a car come to a grinding halt behind me.

  “What was that?” Stacey asked. But I was too stunned to answer her.

  Kason.

  It was Kason getting out of the car that had just kicked up smoke with its tires in his driveway.

  And he was headed right for me.

  “I’ll call you back,” I said.

  Chapter 38

  Kason

  I sat there for what seemed like hours before I finally came to my senses. Hanna was fucking leaving. I had just let my best friend’s pregnant sister walk out of here without me doing anything about it. She was taking a cab to my house to pack her shit and going home with my child.

  Panic rose in my throat when I finally came to my senses. I had avoided her because I didn’t know how to sort out the thoughts in my head, and I had neglected her in the process. I’d pulled away just like the rest of her family had and created an atmosphere just like her family had created. I had dumped her in a foreign home in a massive city that could easily swallow her whole, and all I did was keep my distance because I couldn’t fucking deal.

  I didn’t want her to leave. She just had to give me time to shift gears.

  I grabbed my coat and raced out to my car. The elevator couldn’t go fast enough, and when I barreled out into the parking garage, I slammed myself into my car. I raced home and sped through every yellow light I hit, and when I pulled up into the driveway, there was a bright yellow taxi cab sitting there.

  And Hanna had her phone to her ear while she loaded her suitcase in the trunk.

  I squealed my car to a stop and stumbled out. Hanna whipped her head over and hung up the phone. When I got to her, I reached in and grabbed her bags. I tossed them onto the pavement while she looked at me with wild eyes. Then I dug for my wallet while my gaze held hers.

  “Here’s 50 dollars for your troubles,” I said to the cab driver. “Your services are no longer needed.”

  “I wasn’t even going to charge her, dude. She came out crying and—”

  “Just take it and go,” I said hotly.

  I watched him drive away, and that was when I realized Hanna’s tear trails blazed down her neck. I didn’t know what I needed right this second, but I knew it wasn’t this, so I gathered her into my arms and brought my lips down on hers. I pulled her in and begged her body to caress every inch of my skin, and when her tongue grazed my lips, I parted them just for her. Hanna Rendon shook me to my very core, and instead of talking to her about how confusing and fast this all was, I’d done what I always did.

  I had locked her out, hoping she would simply leave.

  The issue was, I didn’t want her to leave. I wanted her to stay with me. I wanted to eat breakfast with her before we rode into work together. I wanted to look up and see her across the hall from me every day. I wanted to make love to her on the couch in my office before pinning her against the windows and fucking her senseless. I wanted to take baths with her and feed her dinner and take her to movies and go dancing. I wanted to explore the city with her and watch her grow rotund with my child. I wanted to kiss and lick every stretch mark she’d chide herself for and press my fingers into every dip of cellulite that bloomed on her ass and thighs.

  I wanted to memorize how her body would change, and then change it again and again with more children.

  I wanted her to stay, and I wanted her to stay for good.

  She moaned lightly into me and grasped the collar of my jacket. She stood on her tiptoes and I slid my hands down to her ass. She hopped up and wrapped her legs around me, and when her head was soaring above mine, she cupped my cheeks in her hands and didn’t let go.

  “I love you,” I said into her lips.

  “What?” she asked. She pulled back and looked into my eyes, and the words tumbled out of my lips again just as easily as they had the first time.

  “I love you, Hanna Rendon.”

  “Are you…are you serious?” she asked.

  “I’ve been so distant because I didn’t understand what I was feeling, but that was it. Everything has happened so fast, but it feels so right. And I…I love you, Hanna. I’ve never felt this way about anyone else, and I don’t really know where to go from here, but—”

  “I’ll help you,” she said with a smile.

  “Oh, you will, will you?”

  “You’ve helped and given me so much. You’ve given me a place to live, you’ve given me a way to continue my classes, and you’ve given me a way to support this child we’ve created. Yes, I will help you,” she said. “Let me do this for you, Kason. Let me in. Talk to me. That’s all I ask.”

  I set her back down on her feet and drew her into my chest. The way she sighed contentedly before giving her body over to me was something I wanted to experience for the rest of my life. I wanted to be with her—all of her—for the rest of my life, and while that scared the shit out of me, I also knew I was ready.

  And I was doing it with the perfect woman.

  I’d always seen her as my best friend’s sister, and in a way, she’d been sort of like my own sister. But now she had grown and become educated and blossomed into a beautiful young woman, and that young woman was carrying my child. She was willingly trusting me with her care all the while giving me the best present anyone could’ve ever sprung on me.

  And I’d spend a lifetime making sure she felt just as cherished as she was in my life.

  “You are such a mature, intelligent, and incredible woman, Hanna. I want to be here for you. I want to help you raise this child. I want to love you. I don’t want you to leave. However you were getting home, whoever purchased you anything, I’ll pay them back. Just…don’t go.”

  I felt her shoulders shaking, and it was then that I realized she was crying. I pulled her away from me, panicking because I thought I’d done something wrong, but the smile on her face while she brushed away her tears told me differently.

  “I love you, too, Kason,” she said breathily. “I’ve loved you since the moment I first met you.”

  “You have?” I asked.

  “Man, you were my middle and high school crush, and you just ruined me every time you came home to visit Marcus. I thought with you pulling away that you were second-guessing having a relationship and raising this child with me. I thought you didn’t—”

  “I’m so sorry,” I said. I cupped her cheeks and brought her gaze back to mine, and I felt her ragged breath pulsing against my lips.

  “Please forgive me. Just give me some time. I’m not good at this now, but I—”

  She crashed her lips against mine before I could finish, and I knew then and there that she’d forgiven me. I made a mental note to ask her who had bought her a ticket home so I could pay them back, and then I took her in my arms and picked her up off her feet. She smiled into my lips, and I slipped my tongue between them. The moment I did, she melted into my arms.

  “I love you, I love you, I love you,” I said, and her giggle was music to my ears.

  “Let’s get my stuff back inside,” she whispered.

  “Sounds like a good idea.”

  I set her down once again and she went to grab her suitcase. But I wouldn’t let her. It was heavy and shoved full of shit, and no woman of mine who was carrying my child would be hauling this by herself.

  “Why don’t we dump this in a corner and go take a bath?” I asked.

  The smile that lit up her face fluttered my heart.

  Chapter 39

  Hanna

  We got up to my room, and the moment the door shut, he was all over me. His hands grasped my hips and his lips attached themselves to my neck, and something told me we weren’t making it to the bed when he growled into my skin. His chest pressed into my back and his hands slid up my shirt. It felt so good to have him against my body again, and I wanted to make it worth it.

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p; I wanted to show him what he had chosen to stay with.

  I turned around in his arms and nipped at his shoulders. I slowly stripped him of all his clothes and traced the outlines of his rippling muscles with my fingertips. His skin puckered at my touch, and I peppered kisses all along his chest, feeling his skin heat up below my lips. He slid me out of my clothes until we were bare for one another in my bedroom, and when my lips attacked his neck, I took my time.

  I bit into his skin before I licked it clean with my tongue, his hands depressed deep in the small of my back. His dick throbbed against my stomach and his arms held me close, and when I kissed down to his chest, I drew little circles around his nipples. He sucked in a short breath before his hands slid down to my ass. His touch felt so soft and ignited my soul deep within my gut, but when he raised me off my feet, I knew exactly where we were headed.

  He took me into the bathroom while I continued to pepper his neck with kisses, and he walked us into my shower. He turned on the hot water and slowly backed me into it. Then he sank to his knees and trailed kisses down my stomach. He pressed kiss after kiss to my belly button, praising my body while his hands ran up the insides of my legs, and I leaned my back into the wall of the shower just when his hands reached up to cup my breasts.

  “Beautiful,” he said into my skin. I jumped at every nip of his teeth when he grazed the excess of my thighs. I felt myself pooling into my pussy folds, threatening to spill forth as his tongue drew mindless drawings on my skin. The water was steaming the shower, and suddenly he stood back up. It wasn’t until he reached above his head that I knew what he was going for.

  “It’s removable.”

  He grasped the head of the shower and maneuvered it until a thick, tight stream was coming from the head. When his fingertips parted my pussy folds, my eyes widened.

  “Keep your eyes on me,” he commanded.

  My legs shook as the spout of water slowly washed my silky essence away from my skin. He trailed it around my swollen nub, and the moment that spout hit my clit, it was all over. As I laid my head back into the wall and Kason leaned forward to suck my nipple between his lips, my legs bounced and threatened to give way as the water pounded my bundle of nerves.

  “Oh, shit,” I said.

  “Look at me,” Kason commanded. I fluttered my eyes open and tried to keep them trained on him, but it was next to impossible. My body shook and his smirk continued to bloom, and suddenly my orgasm washed over me and my legs gave way. His arm let go of my pussy and flew around my body, but the stream of water continued to pelt my clit, and I wailed into his chest.

  “Oh, god, Kason. Yes! Fuck!”

  I bit down on his chest, and that was when he dropped the spout of water. Before I could register what was going on, he pressed my tits into the wet shower wall. Water pummeled our feet, and I felt the tip of his dick press against my entrance. When I pushed back onto him, he slipped right in. He planted his hands by my head and slowly thrust into me, and I couldn’t help but shake at the feel of him massaging my swollen pussy walls.

  “You like that?” he asked.

  “Shit, yes.”

  “You were a very bad girl, trying to leave,” he said.

  “I’m so sorry,” I said breathily.

  His hand cracked across my ass, and my walls clamped down on him.

  “I should teach you what happens if you try to run away.”

  “Please teach me,” I whispered.

  He cracked his hand down on my other ass check, but I knew he couldn't keep up the ruse much longer. He was just as desperate for this as I was. Which was why when he slid out of me from behind, I felt empty inside.

  “Kason?” I asked.

  He fiddled with the spout and put it back up above us, and soon his sculpted muscles were being doused in hot water. His skinned turned a deep red while his dick pulsed at attention for me, and the way he looked at me was nothing short of primal.

  “Get on your knees,” he commanded.

  I dropped to my knees with a crash and gobbled him up before he could ask. I tasted my juices around his dick, and my nipples grew harder than they ever had been. I had to massage them just to get them under control. He wrapped his hands in my hair and fucked my throat deep, and I fluttered my eyes up to look at him. He looked absolutely incredible with his eyes screwed shut in pleasure, and I took great pride in being able to make him feel this way.

  To crumble the great Kason Marx into a blubbering mess of cum and sweat.

  I sucked him until my cheeks were hollow and I saw his balls pulls up into his body. I knew he was close, so close that I started to rub my own clit with my own fingertips. But before he let me swallow him down, he ripped me up from my knees and crashed his lips onto mine.

  “That’s not where I want to come,” he whispered.

  We sank to the floor and he pushed himself deep inside me with his eyes trained heavily on mine. I kept my eyes on his while he slowly sheathed himself inside me time and time again, and that slow burn ignited in my pelvis. I wrapped my legs around his calves to steady us on the shower floor, and when the water from his hair began to drip onto my skin, he bent down to lick up every drop.

  “You are so beautiful,” he said.

  I wiped his hair from his face, but he never picked up his pace. I tried to raise my hips to his and set a rhythm of my own, but his hands pinned me to the floor and I couldn’t move. I whimpered and writhed with want, and soon I began begging him for my own release.

  “Please, Kason. Please let me come.”

  “Together, my love,” he whispered. “Just be patient.”

  He drove me to the brink of my own precipice before he backed off and pulled out. His dick was purple with rage and my pussy was sore with the need for release. My body was trembling and my muscles were sore, and when the hot water shut off, I whimpered into the echoing shower.

  “Please.”

  He picked me up in his arms and carried me to the bed, but when he laid me down, it was on my side. He crawled into bed beside me and slipped his hand around my waist. Then I felt his lips by my ear.

  “Wrap your top leg back around me,” he commanded.

  I parted my sore legs for him and felt his arm take my thigh. His dick slipped between my legs and automatically found my entrance, and I sighed in relief when he entered from behind me. His lips peppered my shoulder with light kisses, and my hand reached back to run through his wet hair. His hand held my leg like it was made of nothing while he thrust deep into me.

  “Yes, Kason. Right there. Please,” I begged. He was hitting me in just the right spot, with my clit being hit from behind, and soon stars burst behind my eyelids as he slowly picked up the pace.

  “Come for me, Hanna. Come for me and say my name.”

  “Yes, Kason. I’m going to come. Just…keep…doing… Oh, hell.”

  My pussy began to swell around his dick, and then my body finally gave way. It contracted and milked his dick before he buried himself as far into me as he could get. I threw my head back into him while he bit down deeply on my shoulder.

  “Kason. Oh, Kason. I love you. I love you. Yes. Damn, Kason, yes.”

  “I love you, too, Hanna,” he said, grunting. “I love you so much.”

  We came together, and I could feel our juices dripping out onto the bed, but I didn’t care. His body was contracting and expanding against mine and I was shivering with the aftershocks of my orgasm, and all I could think about was how this was it.

  This was what I had been looking for ever since I’d decided I wanted a child.

  And as we lay there in bed with his dick still sheathed within my warmth, I locked my fingers with his while we held each other and drifted off to sleep.

  Finally, I was home.

  Epilogue

  Eight Months Later

  Kason

  I raced across town while the phone call rolled through my mind. I knew I shouldn’t have come into work today, but Hanna had insisted I get up and go. She had been having
those fake-ass contractions all during her last trimester, but we were three days out from her due date and I was worried about her.

  And just when I decided to go into work, she called from the hospital and said her water had broken.

  I got stuck in traffic and cursed all of these fuckers for being in my way. The love of my life was in labor with my child, and I couldn’t get to her quick enough.

  “Fuck!” I yelled.

  By the time I got to the hospital, I had been in traffic for over an hour. I started shedding clothes in the waiting room without taking a second glance as to who was there, and when I felt a hand come down on my shoulder, I ripped around and was locked and loaded to cuss out whoever was stopping me from getting to Hanna.

  I was shocked to see her father behind me.

  “Marcus and her mom have been taking turns, but she’s close. She needs you.”

  “I know,” I said. “Wait. Marcus and her mom are here?”

  “Yep,” he said with a slight grin.

  I rushed around the corner and sped down to the room from which I could hear Hanna screaming. For whatever reason, she wanted to do this without an epidural because she was scared of needles, and I could tell from her panicked screams that she was regretting her decision.

  “Where’s Kason!?” she roared.

  “I’m right here. I’m right here.”

  I skidded into the room, and Marcus and her mother stepped out of the way. They were shooed out of the room just as the doctor came in, and I held Hanna’s hand tightly while brushing the sweat from her brow. She looked absolutely exhausted, and the doctor said something about her progressing quickly, but all I cared about was the fact that they were all right.

  “You ready to push, honey?” the doctor asked.

  “Kason, I’m scared,” she whispered.

  “I know, sweetheart,” I said. “But when you’re done, Sarah will be here and she’ll be gorgeous. Just like her mother.”

  “You’re never touching me again,” she said with a growl.

  “I’ll touch you all I want,” I said with a grin in return.