Unexpected Surprise

by Brooks, Sarah J.

  “Some chamomile tea would be nice.” She looked up at me, serene and happy.

  “Right away.” I ran off to get the tea.

  I made the tea myself; I wanted to serve her. When I returned with it, Arianna was fast asleep on Reyna’s nipple. A warm feeling overtook me, and all I wanted to do was scoop the both of them into my arms. Instead, I set the tea next to Reyna and asked if I could take our sleeping baby from her so she could join me for dinner.

  Reyna had brought a pack-n-play. I set it up in the guest room right next to my bedroom so we could hear her if she woke up at night. I put her down in the little pack-n-play and was happy she didn’t wake up screaming and yelling. I expected she would at some point, but luckily for me it wasn’t that night. I came back into the living room a complete success.

  We had an excellent meal together, and I learned more about Arianna’s routine and schedule. She goes down at about eight o’clock but would be up again at midnight.

  “We better eat and get busy fast before part one of the evening is over.” I was seriously planning this out.

  “Maybe we should,” she agreed, looking hot and seductive.

  “Now… how about now?” I asked as I stood, having eaten enough.

  “Now, is good.” She smiled as I scooped her into my arms and carried her to my bedroom. I tiptoed past the guest room and laid Reyna on the bed.

  “So, I’ve had a few nights to contemplate how I’ll ravage you, and I’ve decided that tonight, at least part one of tonight, is all about you. I want to love every inch of your body. I will make love to you so well you’ll never be able to think of any other man ever!” My voice slid into a seductive command.

  She laid back and spread her legs gently. “I’m all yours.”

  I jumped onto the bed and helped her take her dress off, exposing her gorgeous lace panties. “I like these,” I commented on the lingerie. “Are they new?”

  She cocked her pretty head. “I guess Victoria doesn’t have a secret anymore.” She laid down and spread her legs wider, beckoning me to do what I would with her.

  I slid the panties off and started feasting. I kissed her inner thighs as she giggled, my stubble tickling her sensitive skin as she tried to wiggle away. I continued to the tuft of hair framing her pussy, smelling the clean curls. She was sweet and sensuous; I loved eating her pussy. I circled my tongue around her love button as the familiar rut of her hips responded to my attention.

  I slid my tongue into her vagina and enjoyed the feeling of her bucking into my thrusts. I knew what to do to make her climax and also knew she needed a few orgasms before she could be comfortably penetrated. Her fingers knotted in my hair as she arched up to my invading mouth. The sound of her high pitched mewl as she shuddered her release was delightful. Seeing her face in the throes of ecstasy made me love her more.

  As she came down from her high, I snaked up her body, fully clothed, my cock begging for freedom, but this first course was all about love… all about the mother of my child.

  “You are so good at that.” She sighed, floating down from the heavens.

  “I’m good at other things too,” I purred as I dipped my head into her neck and bit the soft skin.

  “What the...” She wiggled then stilled, her skin lodged in my mouth. “Are you biting me?” she asked in disbelief. “So… the rumors are true, you’re a vampire.” She laughed and slid her hand into my pants grabbing my underwear-clad cock.

  “Hey, this is supposed to be about you…” I scoffed, feeling her tug on my dick.

  “Yep, and I want you,” she whispered, “I’ve freaking waited two whole days for this.

  “Right.” I obeyed and undid my pants, chuffed them off while she unbuttoned my shirt with a renewed fervor.

  As soon as I was naked, and we’d finished undressing her, I worshiped her breasts. Having just fed the baby, they were raw and sensitive. I kissed each nipple and lovingly smoothed my tongue around the red skin. Her arms clasped around my body and drew me closer moaning sweetly in my ear. After I lavished each breast with love and attention, my cock planted between us. Feeling the warmth of her skin on me, I captured her mouth and kissed her with all the love in my heart.

  I wanted her to know we were equals, sexually and emotionally.

  “I may be your boss at times, Reyna, but know I see you as my equal,” I said as I gathered her into my lap, holding her body tightly to mine.

  “Good,” she responded, wiggling herself onto my very extremely erect cock.

  She easily guided me into her and slowly stroked her vagina up and down on me, her tight pussy suctioning my dick like a dream. Instinctively my arms held her, and I positioned our bodies so I was able to jettison in and out faster. Holding her close, the friction between us built. The lower half of my body did as it pleased, pulsing and pumping until the humming call to cum beckoned. Her head cradled into the nape of my neck as she surrendered to my impassioned thrusting. Her delicate arms seized my back, fingernails raking my skin as she came hard on my cock. Since I’d been away from her for so long, I found my release moments later. We collapsed on the bed together, and I shuffled her into my arms.

  “I’m addicted to you,” I said, trying to catch my breath. “I want you and Arianna to move in. Let’s do this crazy thing. We have plenty of room. I can’t do this again, going two days without was torture. Don’t say no,” I commanded.

  She responded by hitting me with a pillow. “Snap out of it!” Her reaction threw me off, and I laughed, hard. She’s right; what was I doing? “I’m not moving in with you, that would be insane. We work together and live together after dating for what? Two days?” Her harsh jest made me laugh.

  People were a little afraid of me at times, but she had never been. She never feared my retaliation, and she loved to play. I hit her back with the pillow, softly. “I can still ask, can’t I?”

  She smiled. “Sure. You can always ask.”

  Just as the two of us were having a post-coital snicker, Arianna’s tiny cry came as a distant call from the other room. It was sweet and demure at first, but boy did it escalate until it was a rather unbearable wail.

  “Wow, who knew such a little thing could make so much noise.” I was shocked.

  “And cue reality in… five, four, three, two…” Reyna slipped out of bed, grabbed her shirt and her underwear from the floor, and walked out the door.

  Chapter 22

  Reyna

  I knew Arianna was bound to wake up. Usually, she’d wait till midnight, but she’d gotten up at ten before; it was becoming a bit of a habit. She wasn’t hungry but needed a diaper change. She had quite a messy diaper, the kind that really made your stomach turn. I was grumbling under my breath when Sinclair walked in, shirtless, only wearing his pajama pants.

  “Diaper change?” he asked, sounding curious as he peered over my shoulder. “Wow, yuck. Who would believe a little thing like that could make such a mess. She’s a little badass, just like her mother.” he said, slapping my ass. “Move over.” He scooted me to the side and took my place. “Okay.” He’d lost a little of his momentum facing her poo covered diaper and baby butt. “So, what am I doing here?”

  “I can do it.” I chuckled at his enthusiasm, ready to replace him.

  “Nope, I got this.” He grabbed the wipes and a diaper, armed and ready.

  “Okay.” I figured if he was honest about us being here, he was going to have to do diaper changes, midnight feedings, and the works. “Gently lift her legs up and wipe from the front to the back with the wipes. Make sure you get all of the poop off and she’s really clean before you put on a new diaper.”

  Watching him struggle with the poop was funny, but he did a fairly good job of it. Arianna seemed quite amused by his effort. Other than putting the diaper on loose and crooked, he did a fine job. When he went to the bathroom to wash his hands, I put her diaper on better and cradled her in my arms. Usually, she’d go right back to sleep after I dimmed the lights and sang a lullaby, so that’s wh
at I did. Sinclair came back in as I was singing to her, and she was drifting off in my arms.

  As I swayed with her lulling her to sleep again, Sinclair came up behind me and swayed with me, humming with my tune. It was a wonderful feeling having him this involved with me and the baby. I’d never thought I’d have this. Even if it was a fleeting moment, it was perfect. After a few songs, Arianna fell asleep, and I was able to place her back in the pack-n-play.

  “Thanks for your help.”

  “I’m going to be a bigger part of this,” he vowed as he moved a strand of wayward hair from my face and kissed my temple. “So, are you game for a movie before bed?”

  “Sure, that sounds fun.” A little diversion from the intensity of all of “this” was very tempting.

  “I usually host a private movie screening before I hit the sheets.” He laughed as he escorted me out of the guest room. “I’ll text Lorna and tell her to stay around and keep her ears out for the baby.”

  “Isn’t she off work by now?’ I didn’t want to be an imposition.

  “Trust me, she doesn’t mind,” he said, texting.

  We walked through the halls and down two flights of stairs to an underground movie theater with about thirty real movie theater seats. He turned on the lights, and his face had a childish glow.

  “So what do you want to see? he asked as he fired up the 25-foot movie screen. He had thousands of movies to pick from. The screen was filled from top to bottom with tiny movie posters to choose from.

  “Oh my God, I could spend the whole night choosing. How do you even pick?” I asked, seriously overwhelmed.

  “Well, I kind of have these movie marathons, like a private movie festival. At the moment, I’m having a slasher, gorefest.” His face reddened as he pressed a button on the remote and the screen changed to horrific-looking horror movies. “It was the only thing that would keep my mind off of you.”

  “Wow, well, um… yikes. I’m not usually one for a slasher, because they give me nightmares, but since I’ve got a bed buddy tonight, let’s go for it.” I was terrified, but also a little exhilarated; it would be fun, holding on to him through all the jumpy parts.

  “Ah, this will be fun.” He stroked my arm and pressed a button on the remote. The screen came to life, dark, eerie, and menacing.

  “I’m sure I’m going to regret this.” I cuddled into his arm, my stomach already in knots.

  “I know I’m not.” He tightened his arm around me.

  Sure enough, the movie was horrible… truly violent, disgusting, and scary. He laughed at the gruesome parts, and I closed my eyes. It was fun like we were teenagers on a date. As much as I hated the movie, I loved being with him. He had a dark side, but it was safe and boyish… I loved discovering yet another facet of his personality. When the movie was over, my body was tense and terrified.

  “That movie was so fucked up,” I said rolling my neck, trying to release the stress.

  “You okay?” He was earnestly concerned.

  “Just a little shaken up.” I gave him a tentative smile. “Did they really play that movie in the theaters?”

  “Little confession.” His smile was devilish and childish. “It’s a film we’re thinking of acquiring; it hasn’t been released yet.”

  “Maybe you shouldn’t let that one out of the box.” My face screwed into a grimace.

  “It could use a little editing, but it would be a hit on the horror circuit. I had no idea, and I seriously mean this, you were such a wuss.” He laughed as he massaged my knotted shoulders. “I thought you had a Gothic script. I just figured you were good with horror.”

  “It’s a romance.” I rolled my eyes. “I like sexy vampires and fallen angels, you know, like the one I had a baby with.” I glared at him, teasing.

  “Oops,” he smirked. “You wanna watch something else to make up for it?”

  “Isn’t it midnight?” I was feeling really sleepy, and knowing Arianna might be up again soon, I thought bed might be a good next item on our agenda.

  “It’s one in the morning. We should probably get to bed; it’s a work night. I’m a bit of a night owl, I lose track sometimes.” He did seem very perky despite the late hour.

  He took me back to his room. I checked in on Arianna who was, thankfully, still sleeping. I was surprised to see Lorna there with her but grateful there was someone watching over her while Sinclair and I endured that movie.

  “How was the screening?” she asked quietly, making sure not to wake the baby.

  “Scary, he really has some psycho killer tendencies doesn’t he?” I widened my eyes.

  “Oh sweetie, we never let him rope us into going down there with him. He watches some very weird stuff.” She was being serious and had a sweet mature woman’s concern; it was motherly and kind.

  “You’re telling me.” I stared at Arianna for a moment, just marveling at her sweetness, sleeping there so peacefully.

  “Goodnight, I’ll see you both in the morning,” Lorna said then turned to walk out.

  “Thank you so much for looking after her.”

  “My pleasure.”

  When I returned to Sinclair’s room, he was undressed and in bed already. He drew back the covers, offering me to join him. I scooted in and turned out the light.

  “Quickie before bed?” he asked as he lifted my leg over his hardness.

  “You sure have the sex drive of a vampire,” I commented, spreading my legs for him. “If you sprout fangs and rip out my throat like what happened to the girl in the movie, I’m leaving and never coming back.”

  He chuckled as he slipped my panties off and used his fingers to prepare me. It didn’t take long to make me wet. Our lovemaking was slow and sensual. We made love laying side by side, looking into each other’s eyes. His cock softly pulsed in and out in a sensual rhythm, never breaking the pace. Even when we both reached our climax together, it was almost balletic. I drifted off to sleep in his arms, sated and filled with his love.

  I hadn’t even heard Arianna get up later that night. I noticed the sudden coldness and felt his absence. I must have been sleeping much harder than I usually slept because when I looked around the room, he was gone. My phone said it was almost three in the morning, but he wasn’t anywhere to be found. I was still wearing my shirt, but no panties as I rushed to the guest room to check on Arianna.

  Sinclair was sprawled out on the couch with Arianna sleeping safely in his embrace. She must have woken up in the middle of the night. I was surprised I missed it but loved seeing the two that way. I quietly closed the door and returned to his bed. I waited for him there for a while, but he never came back.

  The next morning, a blaring alarm bolted me out of bed. Sinclair still wasn’t beside me. I figured he was still sleeping with the baby, so I went in to wake them. I found him changing her diaper.

  “Hey Momma, bring those boobs over here. I’m pretty sure she’s hungry,” he commanded as he finished the last of the diaper change and handed her over. “I’ll make breakfast.” He was happier than I’d ever seen him.

  “I can’t believe you slept with her on the couch; you must be exhausted.” I really was shocked.

  “I’m good. She’s amazing, but we’d better hurry if we’re going to have enough time to eat, shower, drop her off, and get to work on time. When you’re done feeding her, there’s a guest bathroom, right over there.” He pointed to the door next to the closet. “And I’ll meet you in the kitchen. We’ll leave in forty-five minutes.” He was very efficient, back to being the boss again.

  Despite the efficiency and curt commands, I loved him. He was really making space in his life for us, and I appreciated the effort and the sleep. I hadn’t had a full night of sleep in ages. Even when I was here last, we played all night long, so it wasn’t very restful. Unbelievably, we made it out the door on time and got Arianna to Ms. Effleman without missing a beat. She was happy to meet Sinclair and gave him the same adoring look most women did when they first saw him.

  All was go
ing great until on the ride into work he mentioned Chris and the lawsuit being mounted against him.

  “I know you don’t want to talk about this,” he started, seeing the angered look on my face.

  “He didn’t rape me, Sinclair, he was just a fucking, horrible asshole… daily.” I fumed.

  “Right. Every day you had to ward off his sexual advances. I saw what he did to you on Halloween. If that’s what he felt comfortable doing in public, I can only imagine what he must’ve tried in private. I’m glad you got away from him, but there are others who aren’t so lucky. Truthfully, we probably owe him a thank you note for putting us together. It was first your beauty, then my need to rescue you that brought us together that night. I think you should do this, not only for you but for the other poor women who have the misfortune of working for him.” He was so serious; I knew he wouldn’t give me a chance to wiggle away from this.

  I took a deep breath. “He just… it was just touching. He only tried to kiss me once… Oh, and he wanted me to touch his junk.” As I tried to rationalize the sexual harassment away, I began to remember. “Words… stories, innuendos…” The more I said, the more I saw the truth.

  “Propositions, threats…” he interrupted.

  “But if I go through with this, it’ll bring a spotlight down on me, and people will find out about the baby and us… it’s going to get really messy, Sinclair.” I didn’t want him dragged into this.

  “I don’t care. I want you to contact the prosecutor. I’ll stand by you. I’m not worried about myself. I don’t abuse women, and I never have.” He was so confident and committed; I couldn’t do anything but accept.

  “Okay.” I nearly whispered, “I’ll call when we get to work.”

  “Great, okay, elephant one has been escorted out of the room. Now, we need to discuss us.” My heart stopped.

  What did he want to talk about? I was terrified and steeled my heart, preparing it for a monumental rejection. Maybe having both of us there was too much? He was sweet with Arianna last night, but perhaps he realized it was something he didn’t want after trying it out last night.