Passion, Vows & Babies: Only You, Baby: A Yeah, Baby & Time's Up! Crossover Novella (Kindle Worlds Novella)

by Vicki Green

  His mouth leaves mine and he places tiny kisses up my jaw and cheek. “I think a foot massage is in order. Let’s get outta here,” he whispers against my ear, his breath warm yet I shiver. I nod, unable to answer, my body on fire but my lips cold without his there. He moves back, grabs my waist, and lifts me up and sets me down on the floor, effortlessly. He takes my hand and starts to walk but I pull back.

  “I need to tell my friends I’m leaving.” I look around not seeing them anywhere.

  He pulls me forward not looking back. “Text them.” So demanding but I find myself liking that. He weaves us around people, tables, and chairs and the noise begins to evaporate as we walk outside into the coolness of the evening. His hand squeezes mine as he leads me down the sidewalk then stops beside a black Lexus sedan parked at the curb. I may not own a car but I do know them. Without releasing my hand, he takes his keys from his left pocket and I hear the doors unlock. He opens the door and helps me inside. Once I’ve sat down, he closes the door, walks briskly and with purpose around the front, then gets into the driver’s seat. As he pulls onto the street, I reach over and fasten the seatbelt, watching the street lights coming on as if guiding our path.

  I wish I had a phone so I can text the girls. Oh well. I’m not sure what I’m getting myself into but my heart is racing with desire and excitement. God, please don’t let this be a mistake.

  Two

  Alex

  I’ve been going to the coffee shop for a year now. Once I’d decided it was time for me to leave my hometown and start fresh in a new place, I knew my clients wouldn’t mind me doing their books for them still. I mean, in this day and age and modern technology, you can work just about anywhere. My parents were sad and a little concerned about keeping up with my work remotely since it is their accounting firm. When I was younger, I had the choice of working at their firm, their Italian restaurant or figure out my own career path. I already loved working with figures, reconciling and making everything come out perfectly, so my choice was a given. Moving bothered my brothers and sister a little as well, but they knew I needed something new and different in my life. And I’m only about five hours or less depending on traffic and stops from them. Now, my biggest client, Wyatt Kincaid, his business was my biggest concern. He owns an architecture and a construction company and is very particular about record keeping. I had to make sure he was on board with my move. And he was. Thank fuck. So, I moved here, loving that it’s a small town similar to the one I came from, in that respect. I like the feel of a small town, even though the house I purchased is about thirty minutes from there. I also like my privacy. But I found out quickly I also hate being alone.

  Hence why I do most of my work at the coffee shop.

  Now, I’m not gonna say there aren’t some good-looking women in this town but when the new girl started at the coffee shop, I had an instant hard-on as soon as I laid eyes on her. I’d envisioned fisting her shoulder length blonde hair, tugging her head back, while I looked into her beautiful blue eyes as I pounded into her. As my hardened cock filled her, my mouth would feast on her pink nipples, sucking, nipping. Fuck, I had it bad. I had to have her. As soon as possible.

  When she came over to the table, I noticed two things. One, she looked at me with a sparkle in her eye, her strong demeanor catching my attention. Two, how she was strong yet a bit shy, but how she was attracted to me. Three, okay so there’s a third thing – sue me – how much more beautiful she was up close than what I’d imagined from afar. It made me a little nervous when I’d received a call from Wyatt, she looked at the screen on my laptop, and I knew she saw the stock market page I’d been working on. I’m great with figures and have great business sense. So – I dabble in the stock market too. How do you think I’ve made way more money than I’ve earned from being an accountant? It’s kind of a side job, one that some of my clients allow me to do for them as well. Some say it’s luck. I say it’s knowing what you’re doing. Nothing wrong with that but some people might think differently. So, I just keep it to myself.

  Watching her all day as I worked fascinated me by the growing hour. When I overheard her and Stacey talking about going to Encounters for a drink after work, I knew exactly where I’d be tonight.

  The place is packed, as it normally is since it’s the only bar in town. The other closest one is about forty-five minutes away. It takes me a bit to find her since the bar is wall to wall people. The nearest college’s football game is on all the TVs, adding to the loudness of the room. My senses are drawn to her quickly though, the feel of her presence overwhelming me instantly, making my cock throb with need and want. Never had a woman taken me by surprise as she has. Never wanted someone so badly. I knew the moment I first laid eyes on her at the coffee shop, I had to have her.

  When I see her, I push my way through the crowd and pay for her beer. I look at the guy sitting on the barstool next to her and give him a look that says get the fuck off – now. He does, rather quickly. I couldn’t wait to touch her so I grab her waist and set her on the stool. Just being this close to her, smelling her unique fragrance, seeing her unblemished skin and the swell of her abundant breasts, makes me harder than shit. I can’t wait to feel her lips on mine so I kiss her. Soft, at first, then my need takes over. Surprisingly, she kisses me back with the same intense desire. By now, I’ve had enough of the crowd, needing and wanting her all to myself. I ask her over to my place, using the excuse of massaging her tired feet. She doesn’t hesitate in agreeing with me so I take her hand and lead her to my car. As I drive, I keep looking over at her, my need growing quickly. Thing is, I don’t just want her in the physical sense. I find myself wanting to know her, like really know her. Why is she working at the coffee shop? Where did she come from? Why in the hell is she still single? At twenty-eight, I hadn’t thought about marriage, kids, or hell – even being tied down to one woman – but since I first saw her, those thoughts hit me hard. Scared the shit outta me.

  I turn on the radio softly, reach over and rest my hand on her jean clad thigh. Her eyes move to mine. Her mouth lifts into a smile as she rests her hand on mine. No words are needed, the silence not uncomfortable as we get closer to my place. I pull into the driveway, letting go of her hand and push the garage door opener on the dash. Once inside, I close it and get out, walk around to her side, and open the door for her. She takes my outstretched hand and I lead her inside. As soon as I close the door, I slam her against the nearest wall, my mouth on hers, and I pin her hands with mine above her head. Fuck, her lips are warm, soft. Her heavy breathing causing her breasts to push against my chest is almost too much.

  “Fuck, I want you,” I whisper in her ear, nipping her lobe then making my way back to her luscious mouth.

  She doesn’t seem like the one night stand type, another thing that drew me to her. Not that I couldn’t fall for someone who had more experience but I had a feeling she was a virgin, and I’m a selfish bastard. I’m also a little freaked out about it, thinking I would be taking her V-card. Then again, I love the fact that I would be her first. Hopefully her only.

  “God, Alex.” She whimpers as I cup one of her full breasts, squeezing it, then running my thumb over her bra covered nipple. She begins to squirm then presses her lips against mine, hard. I don’t hesitate to part my lips when her tongue slides over them. They swirl around each other’s, the taste of beer and her filling my taste buds.

  I lift her into my arms, her legs wrap around my waist as I carry her through the house and into my bedroom. I lay her on my bed, take a step back, and scour her body hungrily. I can be a selfish prick but I also know what I want. Getting down on my knees, I remove her shoes, kneading the muscles in each foot. I unbutton her jeans and lower the zipper. She watches me intently as I pull them down over her hips along with her panties, down her legs and off her feet. Licking my lips, I stare between her legs, happy to find that she apparently keeps herself shaven in every place. I can’t wait to taste her so I do, covering her clit with my mouth, rubbing it t
hen pressing with my tongue until her legs begin to shake. I grab them, holding them still as I continue to lap at her, like a thirsty man who was in the desert without water for days. She tastes divine. She starts to squirm, her needs becoming greater. I might be an egotistical asshole at times, but I want to give her as much pleasure as I receive.

  I take one big long last lick then place kisses on the inside of both her thighs as I stand. I undress quickly and watch her sit up, pulling her shirt over her head. As soon as my cock springs free, harder than a fucking rock, and she removes her bra, I almost drool when I see her more than handful luscious breasts. The nipples are more pink and pert than I’d imagined and I have a pretty damn good imagination. Putting my hands under her arms, I lift her, moving her until her head is on the pillow. I’m not a total asshole. I do want her to be comfortable. Quickly, I cover her body with mine, my painfully hard cock lying against her flat stomach. I suck a nipple into my mouth while I push my fingers through hers and move her hand over her head.

  “Fuck, you taste so good.” I groan as I lavish one nipple then move to the other. I believe in equal treatment.

  Once I’ve had my fill, for now, I move down a little, aligning my cock. Suddenly, I grow a conscience and lower my brows in concern. What the fuck is wrong with me? I look down at her, watching her breasts move up and down with her heavy breathing, her nipples wet and swollen. When I look up and into her eyes, they’re filled with desire making the normally light blue turn into a darkened shade. Beautiful. I lean down and kiss her, gently, then stare into her eyes.

  “Are you sure?” She swallows hard but gives a curt nod. Then something else hits me right between my balls and I grow serious. “Are you on any – protection? I can get a condom and….”

  Her hand squeezes mine. “I’m on birth control. Have been for years. Just…. please….” Her body twitches beneath mine, her voice almost pleading. I’ve never had bare sex before but she’s – different. I don’t want any fucking latex shit between us. I push inside her, slowly at first. The tip of my aching cock hitting her barrier and without warning, I slam it through. “Uh!” She moans, hoping it’s out of pleasure and not pain. I’m not completely stupid. I do have a sister, even though talking to her about sex is not high on my favorite things to do. I know there’s some pain involved when a girl or woman has sex for the first time. I’ve heard it’s not unbearable although not exactly pleasant either. Suddenly, I become worried, seeing her eyes shut tightly and the grimace on her face.

  “Fuck! Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” My heart starts beating harder than it already was, the look on her face more than alarming. She seems to be holding her breath, her body still under mine. Good God, what in the hell have I done?

  Slowly, she opens her eyes as she releases a breath. Thank fuck. “I’m fine. Just hurt a little more than I thought it would,” she whispers, a small smile appearing.

  Relieved, I start moving inside her, slowly, leaning down I kiss her right below her ear. She turns her head, the look of pleasure on her beautiful face. I kiss down her throat, pushing her hair back with my hand as I fill her, my cock throbbing with its own gratification. I’m surprised at myself how much I was worried when I took her virginity and that I gave her any amount of pain. I’d scoffed at my sister, Rica, for falling in love so quickly with Luke, thought it was a farce – part of the game – but now I see for myself how easy it is to do. She captures my attention with a throaty moan as I place kisses on her delicate skin, down to the swell of her breast then capture a taut nipple in my mouth. My tongue swirls around it. My teeth nip it as I remove my hand from hers, running it down her side over her soft skin. Reaching between us, I find her swollen clit and begin rubbing, pressing, making her hips buck.

  “God, Alex.” She moans my name and it’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard. How is it all this time I’ve missed the one thing I didn’t realize I wanted? Needed? Something so passionate, so special and emotions so high for one woman it makes it difficult to take a breath?

  I continue to pay attention to her clit as I begin to move faster. Fuck, she feels amazing. We move in sync. She surprises me again by locking her legs around my waist, her feet pushing against my ass pushing me inside her even deeper. I had no idea it could feel this way, making love to someone you have feelings for. Yes, feelings – this intenseness for one woman – something I never thought I’d have, especially in such a short time.

  She lifts her head, her eyes looking down at where we’re joined. I watch as I pull my cock out until only the tip is inside her then push back into her bare pussy – hard. Fuck that’s hot. The sight just spurs me on even more. I begin thrusting harder, pushing and rubbing her clit faster, eliciting the most amazing whimpers and moans from her. I’m close, sweat beading on my forehead, covering my body when my balls begin to clench. “Fuck, Keegan. I’m close,” I say in a throaty moan, not recognizing my own voice. She grabs my arms, holding tightly. My release comes quickly, shouting her name while trying to keep my shaking arms from folding and collapsing on her. I begin shuddering as I move in and out of her, expelling every drop I have left in me. Just as I’m about to fall down beside her, her muscles clench around my cock, wetness covering it as she yells my name. I look down and watch her face morph from pleasure to extreme intenseness when an orgasm overtakes her. I’ve heard that it’s unlikely a woman will have an orgasm the first time yet it’s clearly not impossible. I don’t think I’ve ever witnessed anything more magnificent in my life. She’s beyond beautiful.

  Her brows lower, her lips part then a light rose color spreads across her cheeks. Her hold on my arms tighten. Her knuckles white then she pushes her head into the pillow raising it and closing her eyes tightly. Fuck, she’s a vision. “God, Alex! I….” Her body begins to shake, trembling with her release. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. As her tight grasp lessens on my arms, I pull out of her, feeling a sense of loss immediately. Lying down beside her, I pull her into my arms then manage to pull the covers up over us. Kissing her forehead, feeling the dampness of her skin against my lips, I smile.

  “That was more than incredible,” I whisper, kissing her forehead again, my lips lingering there for a moment. “You’re incredible.” She presses against me, her naked body against mine stirring so many different feelings. Her hand moves up to my chest, and I take it in mine, looking down into her eyes. I’ve never wanted someone before, never felt the need. But I want her. I can’t deny it. I feel calm, comfortable with her in my arms. Complete. “Was it okay? I didn’t mean to hurt you,” I whisper, pushing her hair back behind her, loving the feel of the soft strands, my other hand squeezing hers against my chest.

  She smiles, her blue eyes bright, her skin still flush from our exertion. “I…. You didn’t hurt me, not really. It was….” She looks up as if she’s thinking, leaving me spellbound not only by her beauty but nervousness of what she’ll say. Her eyes move to mine, her brows lower. Shit! Not a good sign. “I have nothing to compare it to but….” She lets out a dreamy sigh. “It was amazing. More than that. It was incredible. No, it was….” She smiles, and it goes straight to my already hardening cock. “It was so much it was indescribable.”

  I chuckle and kiss her lips. “I hope that’s good.”

  Moving back so I can see her, I study her face. “It was more than good. It was so much more that I can’t come up with a word that could possibly cover what I’m feeling.” Her smile is exquisite, the look on her face unbeatable to everything I’m feeling.

  “I want you to meet my family,” blurts from my mouth before it registers in my head. Her eyes snap up to mine. Wait! No! Bad idea. She’s not Italian. Dad will have a heart attack. Didn’t Rica put my parents through enough when she brought Luke home? Then again, Luke isn’t Italian, and even though it was more than difficult for my parents at first, it all turned out okay. They ended up accepting him. They’re married now and have a baby. All’s well that ends well and all that. Holding her tighter, I kiss the top
of her head, her eyes wide and bright, kind of like a deer in headlights. “Too soon?” She lets out a laugh.

  “Um….” She swallows hard. “We just met, like – fifteen or so hours ago?”

  Letting out a chuckle, I close my eyes and run my hand down her long hair, resting my chin against her forehead. “Okay. But soon,” I whisper.

  I open one eye, slightly, when I feel her luscious lips leaving kisses across my chest. I release her hand, my arm around her dropping to the mattress when she rolls and climbs on top of me, cupping my face with her small hands. Grabbing her waist, she begins peppering my face with kisses, my eyes closing as she rocks her bare pussy over my cock. She kisses below my ear. I feel the warmth of her breath there. “Is this too soon?” I open my eyes and stare into the dark blues of hers.

  “Never.” I groan as she reaches down, grabs a hold of my aching cock and lifts up, sheathing it with her already soaked pussy. I thought she’d be too sore, was trying to be a gentleman – so out of character for me – and wait until morning before I took her again. Again, she surprises the hell outta me. She moves up and down, my cock moving deeper inside her with each movement. I can’t take it anymore, the need to drive into her hard overwhelms me. Squeezing her waist tighter, I flip her onto her back with me on top of her, my cock still buried deep inside her.

  Time for round two!

  Three

  Keegan

  My eyes open slowly, feeling warm like I’m wrapped in a cocoon. I’m nice and cozy with Alex’s arms around me, and his warm breath blowing against the back of my head. Closing my eyes, thoughts of last night fill my mind. His strong body covering mine. Soft skin, my hands running over his fine sculpted abs. My hands grasping his arms as he brought me to orgasm. I’ve never felt such an amazing thing before. The look on his face when he released was unlike anything I’ve ever witnessed before, like an artist’s picture capturing some gorgeous man in the throes of pain mixed with pleasure. It took my breath away. The fine sheen of sweat covering his body making him look even more unearthly beautiful. I’d read about this kind of thing in romance books but to experience it, to see it, can’t even be described accurately.