by Tia Siren
“Didn’t look like it the other night,” she called out as I went to clean off tables for a chance at some peace. I could live alone again once this was all said and done, just me and my baby. Was that what I wanted? I’d have the money and maybe even the chance to work on a film with someone by then. It was more than likely a year away.
I made sure all the tables were clean and that the station with all the shakers and sticks was stocked before I made my way back to the counter. Rachel was coming in for her afternoon shift, and I greeted her with a smile.
“Hey. How are you?” I asked as she tucked her blond hair into a low ponytail.
“I’m good. How about you guys?” she asked. I shot Stacy a look, hoping she understood that I wanted her to keep her mouth shut.
“Great,” Stacy said as she walked over to help the couple approaching the counter.
I spent the rest of the day thinking about my body. I visualized what was happening deep inside me and thought about what it meant for my future. I had never thought I’d be the girl who timed her cycle so she could have the baby of a billionaire. The shift seemed to drag on slowly until I was clocking out and walking toward the door. I left my hair in the braid it was in and slipped a cardigan sweater over my shirt, wishing I was dressed a little better. This wasn’t sexy at all, though the lace bra and panty set beneath my clothes weren’t bad.
Ryan just wanted to get me pregnant. He didn’t care what I was wearing or how I smelled. I was certain this was just going to be quick and then I’d be leaving. I knew we shared some connection, but now it was a business deal. Stacy joined me at the window as I looked out, causing Rachel to ask what we were doing. “Who are you waiting for?” she asked, and I glanced back.
“Don’t tell her,” I hissed at Stacy. “I don’t want this to be the local gossip. We’re just friends.” I turned around and said louder, for Rachel, “I’m just waiting for a friend,”
I saw cars passing by, but nobody stopped, and my heart sank for a moment. Maybe he changed his mind about this. I wanted to gloss my lips, but Stacy was right there, and I knew she would call me out on that.
I saw the Escalade stop at the curb and felt my heart jump into my throat. Stacy gazed at me with wide eyes and asked if it was him. She was holding a magazine in her hand and showed me the cover with him on it as I groaned. “Oh my God.”
“I just want him to sign it. I’ve been watching him for years,” she told me as I watched Ryan get out of the car and walk toward the door. I stepped forward, but Stacy beat me to it. “Hi, Ryan. I was wondering if you could sign this for me since I didn’t get a chance to ask the other night.”
I shot him an apologetic look as the other customers looked over, probably wondering what all the fuss was about. He smiled easily and looked at Stacy as he asked for a pen. She produced a sharpie and turned to the page that she wanted him to sign, and he bent over the table as I stared at his ass. I couldn’t wait to wrap my hands around that. I immediately lost myself in my thoughts until a group of people passed by.
“Ryan Hall?” Rachel asked as I came back to reality and blushed. So much for being under the radar. “What are you doing here?”
I walked outside and around the corner, wanting to get away from here. We were working through an already strange situation, and I didn’t want him to be embarrassed by our association. He still considered me a one-night stand. I made it around the corner and listened for him to come out front. “Brea?” he asked. I leaned forward to look at him. “What are you doing out here?”
“That doesn’t bother you?” I asked as he approached me with a soft smile on his face. “She was like a raving lunatic.”
Ryan laughed. “She’s not shy, but I’ve dealt with worse. I get that a lot in the city. It’s a funny thing.” He winked at me as I shook my head. “Still want this?”
Our eyes locked, and I felt my world stop. I nodded as he stared down at my lips, licking his before he looked around. “Yes,” I whispered as he reached his hand into the pocket of his pants.
“I was thinking we could get some dinner on the way there,” he said softly as my heart started to pound in my chest. We were only a few blocks away from his place as far as I could guess, but even that was too far.
“Let’s order in,” I told him, feeling desire wash over me as his eyes darkened.
“Let’s go,” he said, and we both walked toward his car. He opened the passenger door for me, and I didn’t even turn my head as he walked around to the driver’s side. I didn’t want to know who was looking at us or speculating about what we were to each other. I just wanted tonight and any that might follow. Ryan pulled aggressively into traffic, and I jerked against the door as he pressed the gas pedal to the floor. The streets weren’t empty tonight, but he made his way around the cars as I stared over at him. He was confident and made my body tingle everywhere.
“See something you like?” His voice was gruff, and I blinked as I remained quiet. “I can’t wait to have you in my bed.”
He drove a few blocks and pulled into an underground parking garage, using a remote to open the door. Ryan parked with some other bigger vehicles against the wall and turned to me as I unbuckled my seat belt. His mouth claimed mine as I moaned against him and moved as close to him as possible in the car. Our tongues danced as we gave in to our mutual attraction, and my underwear dampened as I thought about him bare inside me. Ryan pulled away, kissing me again before he clutched my hair in his hands.
“We need to get up there.” He pulled away and grabbed his keys before leaving the car to come around and open my door. The car was locked and the keys were in his pocket before I threw myself into his arms for another long kiss. I couldn’t get enough of his mouth, and he lifted me to carry me across the lot as we kept the kiss going. Ryan moved forward, and I realized we were in an elevator before he pushed a button.
The ride seemed long, but I was also resisting the urge to rip his clothes off right there. I had never wanted sex the way I did now. He shoved me against the wall before the elevator stopped. Ryan pulled away and glanced out as it opened, moving us forward into a foyer as I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck.
Ryan carried me through a door and down a hall as he gripped my ass tightly in his hands. I moaned his name against his lips as he stopped walking, kissing me hungrily, and I slid slowly to the floor. I looked around briefly to see that I was in a bedroom before I felt him slide my sweater off. My purse fell with it as I reached over to loosen his jeans. “I smell like coffee,” I warned him. He smirked arrogantly at me.
“I don’t give a fuck. I’m going places tonight that the coffee never touched.” I ripped his jeans down as he kicked his shoes off and shimmied out of the pants. I reached down to find him bare, stroking him slowly. “Fuck, Brea. I’ve been waiting for tonight.”
“This is going to knock me up,” I whispered as a thrill ran through me. Ryan kissed me again and pushed me back onto the mattress as he reached for the button of my worn jeans. He yanked them down, leaving me in my underwear as I arched my back to tug my shirt off. Ryan sucked in his breath before he leaned over me and kissed my stomach, provoking a low moan from me. He was gentle at first, using just lips, but as he moved his mouth up, I felt his teeth. He found my needy nipple through the lace and sucked on it as I cried out his name. His hands unclasped the front and slid the bra open, touching me before he hovered over me again to tease my breasts to the point where I was begging him.
Ryan moved back and slid my underwear down my body as I shivered beneath him. I knew from touching him that he was big, but looking at him in the light from the hallway made more desire pool between my legs. He pressed his mouth to me, licking and tasting me as I gripped his hair.
“I have to be inside you,” he told me as he positioned himself above me and drew my legs to his chest. “I need to come inside you.”
I cried out as he took me with one hard thrust, filling me and stretching me open for him. We moved together roughly until we f
ound a rhythm and I was coming, calling his name as he kept moving.
CHAPTER 7
Ryan
I dropped beside her after I’d emptied myself inside her. A selfish part of me hoped this process took a while so I could have more of her. My cock twitched as I stared at her. “Was that as intense as I thought?”
“Yes,” she replied, balling her hands by her sides as my eyes trailed over her body. She had gorgeous, full breasts with dusky pink nipples that begged to be tasted again. Her body was perfect to me, not so skinny that she was a skeleton, but fit and healthy. I knew I could spend hours between her thighs. “It was amazing. Can we do it again?”
I laughed as I rolled over and pulled her against me. Brea looked at me, and I pressed my lips to hers gently as our aroma filled the room. It belonged here. We pressed together, the kiss deepening as she moved over my body. She was damp, her skin soft as I stroked her back.
“Are there any rules about this that I forgot? You’re not supposed to sit in any weird positions, are you?”
Brea laughed as she pressed my cock down with her pussy.
“Not this early in the process. We just fuck now and see what happens.”
I was hard as stone as she rocked against me, aroused by her words. She seemed like a somewhat innocent girl, but as she lifted her body and impaled herself on me, I saw stars.
I looked at her later as she slept in a ball on my bed. We’d gone at it three times, each one better than the last, and then she had finally closed her eyes and passed out after drinking some water. I didn’t normally do overnights, but there was something about Brea that made me want to change that. I shut all the lights off in the hall and leaned against the pillows as I reached over to touch her.
Parts of me were inside her right now. I might get her pregnant tonight, and the idea made me smile. I hoped she was still down for this after she was pregnant. Some women got paranoid and didn’t want to move a muscle once they found out, but I sensed that Brea was going to do too much. I saw some fights in our future.
I slipped a blanket over us and turned toward her, touching her as I closed my eyes. There was something comforting about having her here with me.
I woke up before she did, watching the sun start to rise on the horizon as I blinked. I looked over to see Brea on her back with her arms stretched above her head, smiling peacefully. I didn’t know if she worked today, and I moved closer to her. I knew she probably had her phone with her, but hell if I knew where. I nuzzled her neck, not wanting her to leave my bed. “Do you work today?” My voice was soft as I spoke, not wanting to frighten her.
“Not until noon,” her voice was rough with sleep as she rolled toward me and kissed my chest.
“I’ll set an alarm so we can eat breakfast before you go in,” I assured her. She nodded and slipped an arm around me. We both fell asleep again, waking up when the sun was high in the sky. She looked around, blinking as she looked from me to the wall of windows.
“This is amazing,” she said as she sat up, bringing the sheet with her. “I didn’t even see it last night.”
“We were in a hurry,” I murmured. She met my gaze with a hungry look of her own. I leaned down to kiss her as my hand slid down her stomach to tease her folds. She was drenched, and I slipped a finger inside her as our tongues met. She had felt so good last night that I wanted more, and from the sounds of it, so did she.
I pushed her to her back, fingering her clit before I slid two fingers inside her. She was so tight. I curled my fingers as she cried out, dropping her head back. I sucked at the skin of her neck as she spread her legs for me, allowing me between them. I made her come before sliding inside her and hearing her call my name. She felt even better than last night as I moved slowly and deep inside her.
Brea arched against me, coming hard as I slipped in one last time before I joined her. I collapsed against her, breathing deeply as my body continued to pulse. We both recovered, her hands on my back as I pressed my lips to her neck. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk at work today,” she murmured as I kissed her chin.
“Good. You won’t forget this,” I told her, and she laughed softly.
“I’ll never forget this for more reasons than that,” Brea assured me.
“Feel free to take a shower if you want. I’ll make some bacon and eggs for us.” I pressed my nose into her messy hair and inhaled deeply as I wondered what our baby would look like. “I can even wash your clothes if you want.”
“What a guy,” Brea murmured as I pulled away. “Tell me that you drink coffee?”
“I live on it,” I assured her as she stretched and moved to leave the bed.
“Good. Is that the bathroom?” she asked, pointing toward a door to the right of the bed. I nodded and watched as she walked naked to the door before she disappeared. What a sight that was.
I pulled on some sweats and walked out to make coffee as I heard the water start. I started the coffee before I grabbed her clothes to wash them. I put them on a small load in cold water and let it go as I checked the fridge for something to make. I could make some omelets with veggies and even some sausage. I was glad I kept the fridge stocked, even if women never stayed the night with me.
I turned on the television and chopped peppers and mushrooms as I listened idly to the news. I was waiting for Brea to appear, though I didn’t want her to know that. I heard footsteps and glanced up as she walked in. She was wrapped in my blue robe, her hair wet and straight over her shoulders as she looked around.
“What a view,” she said. She walked over to the windows and looked out. I watched her closely. “Nice place. I have a view of the courtyard that I share with my neighbors.” She smiled at me as she turned around and walked forward. I poured her some coffee and grabbed the creamer out of the fridge and offered it to her. She smiled gratefully and took it. “Do you need any help?”
I poured the eggs into a pan and shook my head. “I got this.” I warmed a pan to cook the sausage and glanced at her. “How long until you know if it took?”
“I guess a few weeks. I probably won’t know right away,” she replied, shrugging. “Are we crazy for doing this?”
“I hope not. It’s going to be worth it,” I assured her as I stirred the eggs.
Brea braided her hair and went to put the clothes in the dryer. I heard her laughing as she came back in and looked curiously at her. “I don’t know if my bra and underwear will be dry in time for work, but thank you.”
“Will you have to go commando?” I teased her.
She shrugged. “It might dry in time.”
She looked beautiful with her face clean and natural, and I remembered the way she had taken my compliment the first night we went out. I plated our food and carried it to the table, reminded of the last time. She brought her coffee over and sat down as she looked at me.
“This looks good. You’ve cooked for me twice now.”
“I guess I have,” I replied as I stabbed my fork into a chunk of pepper. We ate and talked a little about our days, and I could sense the awkwardness between us. It was obvious that Brea didn’t know how to act with me. I sipped my coffee as I looked her over. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah. This is just strange. We slept together multiple times to make a baby and here we are having breakfast. It’s so surreal,” she said as she shook her head.
“It was a great night,” I assured her, leaning forward to catch her eye.
“It was,” Brea agreed. She laughed. “What now?”
“I get to fake being interested in banking until I tell Dad that I’m going to be a father, so I’ll be busy. I want to keep in touch though and see how you’re doing. Maybe we can get together and try again,” I suggested, and she smiled.
We finished breakfast and washed dishes before she put her dry clothes on and left for the coffee shop. I wiped down the kitchen and thought about having a kid. I wasn’t sure I would have done this without the pressure of the inheritance, not this fast at least. There wa
s no temptation to do it with anyone other than Brea, though I told myself that it was just a financial benefit for us. We were going to have fun with the kid and raise it right, but this wasn’t a relationship.
I settled down to watch some television and called Lewis, who was recovering from a hangover. “What’s going on?” I asked as I rested against the cushions.
“I went out last night and got wasted. Ned had a stag party at the new strip club, and it was wild. Girls for everyone. You missed it.”
I didn’t miss a thing.
“Did you end up with any of them?” I asked. He chuckled.
“The hottest one. What do you think?” Lewis said. I shook my head. “What did you end up doing?” I reminded myself that Lucy knew what she was doing with Lewis and shut down the protective cousin vibe that I had going on. Lewis was my best friend, but he could be a dick sometimes and my cousin was sleeping with him.
“I spent the night with a lovely lady,” I boasted. He whistled on the other end.
“Who? It’s been a while for you,” he said. It was something he could never understand.
“Remember that girl from Lucy’s party? The brunette?” I asked him as I decided what to reveal to Lewis.
“Yeah. She was pretty hot. You hooked up with her? How did that happen?”
I played the story through in my head.
“We ran into each other in the city. I asked her out to dinner and we ended up coming back to my place. It was pretty hot,” I told him as I waited for his praise. Lewis lived for the hunt, and I wanted to be the same guy in this conversation.
“Are you going to see her again?” Lewis asked. I thought about it carefully. I would if she didn’t get pregnant so we could try again. I would when she got pregnant since I wasn’t going to just abandon her.
“Probably not,” I said casually.
“She didn’t look like one of your usual one-nighters. Don’t go and get involved with her,” Lewis warned me. I frowned, not sure I liked where the conversation was going.
