‘You’re in love with me?’ she whispered with tears in her eyes as I studied her face, a face I’d pictured every night in my dreams. Dreams were usually better than reality, not mine.
‘From the moment I met you,’ I replied, as I kissed her again. ‘I’m a bloody idiot for not telling you sooner. I don’t know why I didn’t, I’m so sorry, baby.’
‘Don’t. I don’t care, you’re here now. Why exactly are you here now?’ I could hear the fear in her voice.
‘I came for you and my son, if you think I’m walking away without either of you, then you need to revise your life plan because it’s not bloody happening. If you’re seeing someone, it’s over. I’ll tell them if you can’t. You’re mine, Ellie. You’ve always been mine, even before you met me. We’ve had so much bad luck in our lives, because it was preparing us for each other. The last eleven months without you have been hell, we’re not being parted again, got it?’ I didn’t give her a chance to object as I backed her into the wall, anchoring her against it atop my spread thighs as I clasped her face and took her mouth again. I couldn’t get enough of her and we had some serious making up to do. My cock was throbbing and I smiled inwardly to feel her grind against it. Her nipples had peaked and I could smell that sweet scent of her flooding, preparing for me. I was startled from my intended seduction, with the door still wide open for all to see, by a cry from upstairs and she stiffened up on me as I broke away and looked at the stairs, as my heart rate picked up.
‘How mad with me are you?’ she whispered, drawing my attention back to her. I held her gaze as I stroked her defined cheekbones.
‘I won’t lie, I was surprised, disappointed that you felt you couldn’t tell me but … honestly? I think going through it with you would have killed me, Ellie. To have lived through it, worrying each day that I was going to lose you?’ I blew out and shook my head. I’d truly been better off in the dark. ‘I just hate that you’ve been all alone with no support, emotional or financial.’
‘I … I didn’t know how you felt about me,’ she objected. ‘You weren’t exactly forthcoming about your feelings.’
‘Then let me be perfectly clear. I love you, Ellie Baxter. I’m in love with you, crazily, madly, can’t stop fucking thinking about you, in love with you, and I’m never letting you go.’
‘You really mean that?’ Her eyes filled with tears again. I nodded and kissed her, loving how her lips rose to meet mine, that she needed me as much as I needed her.
‘If I had to choose between my company and billions or you, we’d live in a tent by the waterfall in Scotland, just the three of us. I don’t need anything else, I don’t need anyone else.’
‘There’s been no one else for me since you left, I promise. I’ve missed you so much.’
‘I’ve missed you too. I’ve been breaking things to get out my anger that I couldn’t have you.’
‘Not your hand again?’ she gasped as she twisted her head and kissed my wrist. I shivered to feel her lips on my skin, shook my head and smiled. ‘How did you know? How did you find out?’
‘A certain fiery redhead badgered my PA to death until I took her call. To say I was surprised was an understatement. I thought you were on the pill?’
‘I was, I didn’t try and trap you on purpose. I was so sick in Scotland, the night before I was due to come home, it must have messed up my system. I’m just so worried, you never wanted children, what if you can’t handle him in your life?’
‘I never said I didn’t want children, Ellie. I just couldn’t go through another pregnancy and birth again, not after Rebecca.’
‘I’m so sorry to have kept it from you,’ she uttered, the pain written all over her face. I had some serious work ahead of me, to make up for what I’d put her through since I’d left. My Ellie was strong, even stronger than I thought she was. ‘I was so scared of stressing you if I told you before, then when I had him I was scared of telling you. I thought you’d go mad or try and take him away from me.’
‘I’d never have done that, I’ll never do that. Children need their mothers, Ellie.’ I looked up again as there was a louder cry from upstairs.
‘They need their fathers too, Dan. He’s hungry and wondering where I am. Would you like to meet your son?’
‘Yes, very much,’ I nodded, as I felt a surge of pride to hear her call him “your son.” As I turned to face her again I felt sick. What if he didn’t like me? If he screamed his head off when I touched him?
‘He’s going to love you,’ she smiled, as if reading my mind. ‘Just like I do. Please don’t ever leave me again, I felt like I was dying last time you left.’
‘Never,’ I confirmed sincerely with a final kiss, before I set her down and shut the door behind me. I took her hand and led her up to the lounge, wondering if she found it odd that she lived here now and I was walking around like I owned the place. I chuckled to myself. I did own the place, but it had never felt like home until I saw Ellie living here. I stalled as I walked into the lounge with her in tow. In the corner was a playpen from where a load of gurgling was coming. I swallowed hard and Ellie overtook me and tugged on my hand, pulling me towards it.
‘Don’t be scared, he’s just a baby. But, in the spirit of a fake disclaimer being no one’s friend, if he senses your fear he’ll eat you alive,’ she teased making me laugh. We both froze and looked at each other as a load of giggles came from the pen. A big smile spread across both of our faces.
‘See he loves you already. He only started giggling yesterday and only does it when he wants to, he doesn’t always laugh when I laugh,’ she pouted. I released her hand as she stepped towards him, while I hung back. I didn’t want to scare him. I had no damn experience with kids, what if I was crap at this? I chastised myself. I didn’t like failing at anything and no way was I going to fail at being a father. ‘Hello gorgeous, were you laughing at your daddy?’ Ellie cooed. I could feel my breathing quicken, as I watched her bending over the edge and craned my head, but all I could see was a bundle of furry teddy bear heads. Tons of the damn things. She straightened up and turned around and I swallowed hard. If I thought I loved her before, I had no idea what my capacity for love was, until I saw her carrying my son. My gorgeous son. He had my thick black hair, and Ellie’s big round eyes and was smiling as he giggled and thrashed his arms and legs in excitement. He was big. Not fat, but solid and seriously long. How the hell had she carried him inside her? She was incredible. She kissed his cheek then looked up at me and smiled. ‘Oliver, meet your father, Oliver Daniel Davenport, but we need to call him Dan as I wasn’t sure I’d ever see him again and having two Olivers in my life will get very confusing.’
‘Ellie … I … he’s …’ I completely choked. Not only was I overcome with pride and emotion at seeing him for the first time, in her arms as well, but for her to have called him Oliver, after me? She really hadn’t stopped loving me.
‘Wow, daddy’s lost for words, that’s a first,’ she laughed as she slowly made her way towards me and her face lit up as he started giggling again, while my heart completely shattered. She stood just in front of me as I stared at him. When his eyes looked up and met mine and he broke into another smile, I reached up to wipe some tears from my face. I didn’t care about my hard dominant male image right now, I was too full of emotion to care. ‘You can start by touching him, if it’s too much to hold him straightaway?’ she offered. I nodded and lifted my hand and carefully stroked his soft hair. ‘He loves gripping things,’ she added as she smiled up at me.
‘Ok,’ I whispered with a nod, as I wiped my face again with both hands and held my index finger out in front of him. In an instant he grabbed it, his tiny hand curling around it and squeezing tight. ‘He’s strong,’ I gasped.
‘I wonder who he gets that from?’ she laughed as she bounced him up and down and made him giggle again. He quickly let go of my finger and placed his chubby hand on her chest. ‘Another thing he gets from you, he’s a breast man, I’m really sorry but he needs to fe
ed.’ She nodded towards the sofa and I followed them across and sat down next to her. ‘Am I going to embarrass you now by breastfeeding him?’
‘It’s not the way I’ve been imagining seeing your breasts again, but right now I’ll take what I can get,’ I smiled. Damn it if it didn’t make my cock stiffen at the thought of it though. I watched with bated breath as she hitched up her t-shirt and heard myself growl as she unhooked her bra from the front and it fell away, unveiling her swollen nipples. ‘Fuck, you’ve grown.’
‘Just a bit,’ she smiled as she blushed. ‘I’ve worked so hard on getting back into shape, but they’re not going down, they might not if I continue doing this.’
‘Got to say I’m not complaining,’ I smirked. Then watched fascinated as Oliver latched onto her and sucked greedily. ‘What was it like? Having him?’
‘Scary, painful, seriously painful because I refused to have any medication, I bruised Brooke’s hand I was squeezing it so hard as I screamed.’
‘Everything went ok?’ I asked, feeling a wave of guilt that I hadn’t been there washing over me.
‘Perfectly, no complications at all and he was heavier and longer than normal, and all his tests and checks are fine. He’s incredibly healthy so you don’t have to worry,’ she smiled. ‘He’s also a really good boy, he nearly sleeps through the night in case you’re worried about not sleeping much tonight with him crying.’
‘Him crying wasn’t the reason I was planning on little sleep,’ I advised with a wink. ‘If you were thinking of sleeping tonight, forget it. I’ve never been so desperate to unload in you as I am right now.’
‘And you’d so impressed me with that whole romantic speech downstairs,’ she laughed, then suddenly chewed on her lip as she held my gaze. ‘Are we really going to do this? Because I won’t survive you walking away from me again.’
‘We are doing this,’ I confirmed. ‘I’ve no idea how we’re going to do this, but we’ll work it out. We can talk tomorrow, right now I just want to watch you both, to be with you both.’
‘Ok,’ she nodded, as she started crying.
‘What is it?’ I frowned as I reached over to wipe her cheek.
‘I’m so happy,’ she whispered.
‘Me too,’ I nodded as I leaned over and kissed her then stroked Oliver’s head as he went to town. He finally let up and she propped him up against the cushion back as she did up her bra and tugged her t-shirt down, then picked him up and held him, rubbing his back. I laughed as I heard him belch, loudly.
‘Don’t you dare encourage him when he’s older,’ she warned.
‘O my God,’ I gasped. ‘What’s that smell?’
‘I think someone’s filled their nappy. Come on up to the bedroom, you’d better start learning.’
I was horrified to see the amount of ... crap he expelled and how badly it smelled. She made everything look so easy and made me kick off my shoes and sit back on the bed, then directed me how to hold my arm and carefully placed him on it, against my chest and stepped back as she wiped her face. Thank God they were happy tears, I could barely contain my emotions again as I looked down at his little face gazing up at me wide eyed. Cradled in my strong arm he looked so small and fragile. I patted the bed and Ellie crawled up and snuggled into my side, my right arm wrapped around her as she put an arm across my stomach and kissed my shirt over my heart.
‘You’re amazing with him,’ I uttered, in complete awe.
‘You learn fast.’
‘I can’t believe you did it all alone.’
‘I didn’t. Brooke and Molly moved in to help me during the worst times, when I was exhausted and emotional and he wanted feeding all the time. They only moved out yesterday, I guess that’s why she rang you.’
‘I don’t care why, I just care that she did. You’re not alone anymore, ok?’
‘Ok,’ she nodded and I rubbed my hand up and down her bare arm.
‘O God,’ I uttered, as Oliver wriggled and let out an adorable yawn. I just sat watching him as he struggled to keep his eyes open and eventually gave in and went to sleep. I looked at Ellie when I heard a contented sigh and smiled. She’d fallen asleep on me as well. Sitting here now, with the love of my life and my beautiful son, hadn’t been on my agenda when I woke up this morning, but from now on they were going to be on it daily. I was going to love and protect them better than anyone ever could.
Ellie
I sighed contentedly and slowly opened my eyes, afraid that I’d dreamed it all, that I’d wake to find myself alone with Oliver in his cot. The biggest smile played across my face when I saw that Dan had fallen asleep, his one arm still around me and Oliver flat out on his chest with Dan’s other hand protectively on his bottom. Brooke Hanson, I’m going to kiss you, with tongue, I thought as I watched them both. Oliver might have been spark out, but something inside me started to wake up. A longing to reconnect with my man properly started pumping through my veins. I was horny as hell. It had been bad enough during some of the months of my pregnancy, but this level of need was unprecedented. I carefully got up and moved Dan’s hand, lifted Oliver up and carried him over to his bed. All the books warned about them sleeping on their stomachs, but it was his favourite position. I pulled his blanket over him and turned to see Dan was still asleep. Dressed in dark grey jeans with a black shirt unbuttoned at the neck he looked like sex on a stick, a stick that was born to poke and I was more than happy to be the recipient.
I quickly stripped off, thanking my lucky stars that the one luxury I afforded myself was keeping up with my beauty routines, as well as my fitness regime with Jason. Other than my bigger breasts, my body was even more toned than before I got pregnant. I crawled up the bed, hovering over his body on all fours and gently kissed his warm lips. I hadn’t realised how much I missed him until I opened that door and saw him standing there. Even though terror flowed through my veins, wondering why he’d come, it had been dampened by the scorching desire that permeated every pore. He let out a low moan, so I kissed him again as I fumbled with the buttons on his jeans, desperate to set him free. I reached inside his boxers and curled my fingers tightly around his thick shaft, feeling myself clenching and lubricating, desperate to take him. As I wrestled him out he let out a low growl and his eyes shot open.
‘Ellie,’ came his deep, sexy, baritone voice.
‘I need you, now.’
‘Offer accepted,’ he smirked as he quickly flipped me onto my back, ripped his shirt over his head and climbed over me, forcing my knees apart with his own. Our breathing was out of control and his eyes blazed with lust. I took a deep gulp, worried he wouldn’t find me tight anymore but as he rammed into me and silenced my scream with his mouth, groaning into me, I knew I didn’t have anything to fear. ‘Jesus … fuck … uhhhhh,’ he uttered between forceful thrusts.
‘Dan,’ I whimpered as my legs trembled. Feeling him inside me again, his eyes locked on mine, was intense.
‘Hard and fast, it’s been too long.’ It wasn’t a request, he was in charge now and I was happy to let him take control, I’d been in charge for too long without him. He slowly pulled his hips back as I inhaled sharply and prepared myself. ‘I love you, Ellie Baxter.’
‘Dan’ I sighed as his words touched my heart with such tenderness, he meant it, he really meant it, I could see it in his eyes, in his soul. I cried out as he thrust into me firmly again, out then in, out then in, to the left, the right, angling up, then down, with occasional swirls of his hip. Long firm fast jabs that had me writhing beneath him, firing off each nerve ending, his pubic bone pressing against my clit with each inwards slam. I groaned as he moved to work on my neck with his lips.
‘God I’ve missed you, you feel amazing.’
‘So do … you.’ I gasped as he thrust so hard he nearly popped out of my throat. I gripped his large biceps, my nails cutting into his flesh. It was still hot, the breeze from the open window was a welcome addition to the heat burning up our bodies. I thought I’d remembered how good sex with h
im was, my memory was lacking compared to this. I rose to meet him again and again as I kissed his damp salty throat.
‘Uh,’ he grunted as he started to move faster and held himself up on his forearms, affording me a view of his toned torso.
‘Shit,’ I uttered. ‘O God no, no, no.’
‘Yes, yes, yes,’ he smirked, as he powered into me more forcefully.
‘Too soon,’ I squealed, as I tensed up and thrashed below him trying to delay the inevitable explosion of joy.
‘Give it to me, Ellie. We have years to fuck. Hard, fast, slow, gentle, anyway you want. When we’re done here I want to tease your clit with my tongue, to taste you again, to lap you dry. I want to hear you beg me to come. There’s no one else for you now, I’m going to be everything you ever needed. Come for me,’ he ordered as he pushed into me to the hilt and I sobbed as I shattered, my body jerking violently in his arms. Months of repressed orgasm bursting from me, wave after wave of incredible joy. ‘Damn,’ Dan gasped as he sank into me one last time and I felt his heat spreading through me.
‘O God,’ I sighed as he rolled onto his side, holding me tightly in his arms as I continued to tremble. ‘You’re incredible.’
‘You have no idea how it feels with you. It’s the best damn sex of my life.’
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