“That’s fine, they’re both still sleeping. Put the stuff in my old office for the time being. Is there more?”
“Yeah, about six more boxes,” Bobby said before he stepped into the room.
I went downstairs to grab a couple of boxes to take up. I looked into one of the boxes—it looked like it was filled with photo albums. Grabbing up two of the boxes, I went upstairs to drop them off.
By the time I went back down the boxes were gone, the house was starting to smell fantastic, and I knew exactly what Laura was cooking. I got excited and even possibly skipped off to my office at the thought.
My phone started ringing as soon as I sat down at my desk. My dad was calling to check on how things were going. I filled him in on everything. I even told him about the guy and the payout. I’ve heard my dad pissed, I’ve even heard him angry. When I heard the glass shatter I knew that he was livid; he felt the same way I did.
Except the way I was feeling affected my heart.
When I got off the phone, I heard voices coming from the other end of the house. The kitchen, to be specific. I could hear that Christianna was awake and she was talking to Luke.
I listened outside the door as she told them she’d like to help cook and contribute to the house. I was going to have to put my foot down. She didn’t understand how serious I was about me taking care of her. When I stepped through the doors there was a heated discussion going on.
She got upset at what I said and I felt like a total dick. I mean I wanted to do right by the both of them. Truth was, if we had been together when I found out she was pregnant in the beginning, I would have done the honorable thing and married her. She would have told me I was nuts, possibly said no, but I would have done it.
I know that I keep going over and over it in my head that there was something there. Yeah, I never cared before when I had sex with a woman or one sucked my dick. There was something about that night—she sat at that bar looking beautiful, more beautiful than any other woman I’d ever seen in my life, and she was shy. She didn’t look at me, realized who I was and instantly wanted to be on my dick for a chance to have more. We had a conversation, she wanted to know about me. So when I didn’t give her my real name, she didn’t flinch. That night when she kissed me, I felt it throughout my entire body.
When she got up and left the kitchen, I wanted to hurry and fulfill her request by getting her the password for the wifi. I ran off to my office, opened up the program, and jotted down the information. I went up the stairs two at a time, I was just so anxious to see them both.
I walked into the room and followed the sounds of laughter. I stood in the doorway as I watched my little girl crawling around. Just the sight amazed me. I tried not to think about all the things that I’d missed. I just focused on the things that I would get to see from here on: her saying Daddy for the first time, taking her first steps.
I asked for permission to sit with them on the rug. As soon as I sat down, Layla crawled over to me, pulling herself up on me to stand. I was so excited to be here as she stood on unsteady legs. Then she leaned in with her face and started trying to climb me. I just guided her, letting her do what she wanted. Finally, she just got to a point where she sat down, finding the buttons on my shirt interesting.
When I let Christianna know I had the wifi password, she got up and went into the other room and brought back her laptop. She came back and started searching. When she told me about the walker that we had mentioned before, I got excited. I wish that I could take her shopping to see her face light up with that sweet smile of hers stretched across her face.
I got her to let me take over and order some things for Layla. I got one of those gym things that you put on the floor and some toys that lit up and made noise. I even snuck in one of those battery powered Hummer cars.
Of course she’d have the best—this is my daughter, after all. I didn’t let Christianna see any of the things, I just paid for the items and waited for the email letting us know when the items would be ready for pickup. I was enjoying this time with them. I didn’t need to be the boss of anyone or anything as long as I could keep having moments like this.
We spent another half an hour watching Layla scooting around and finding things to play with until Luke came up to let us know it was time for dinner. We all went down together and shared a good meal, with laughter all the way around. The beautiful girl that enchanted me at the bar the night I met her was sitting in this room, laughing. Seated in between us was the beautiful little girl who wanted me to feed her whatever I was eating before I put it in my mouth. So I did, with no problems whatsoever.
By the time dinner was over, I had the email waiting for me and sent a couple of the guys to pick up the order. Layla was falling asleep in her high chair. I watched as Christianna took her out, then leaned over to me so she could let Layla kiss me good night before they went up to the room.
When the guys got back with all of the goodies, Luke and Bobby sat around putting things together like it was Christmas morning. That pink hummer went out on the back patio. I couldn’t wait to show it to her in the morning. Even though she wouldn’t understand it, nor would she be able to use it until she got older, it would still be here for her.
All of the things were put together, and scattered all over Christianna’s new office. I went to get her so she could see what I had done for her. Knocking gently on the door, I waited for an answer. I knocked again before opening the door. I stepped in to see if she was sleeping when I caught her coming out of Layla’s room in what looked like a nightgown with a towel wrapped around her head.
“Oh gosh, you scared me,” she said as she jumped back.
“I’m sorry, I knocked twice. I wasn’t sure if you were sleeping or not. I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“Yeah, Layla is sleeping. I just wanted a shower.”
She took the towel from around her head, letting the damp curls fall down her shoulders and her back.
“If you have a minute, the guys got the stuff from the baby store. They put it all together in your new office. I thought maybe you’d like to see.”
She smiled and nodded, so I extended my hand out to her. She took a few steps forward and took it. I led her hand in hand down the hallway, letting her get to the room at the end of the hall first. I couldn’t wait to show her what was behind it.
I heard her gasp and giggle. She went over to the walker and pressed a couple buttons. Christianna turned to me, smiled, and in two steps collided with my body. She pulled my face to hers and she kissed me. I couldn’t help but wrap my arms around her and pull her tightly against me. I grabbed her ass, trying to pull her up. I didn’t know what was going on but I sure would buy more things to elicit this reaction from her.
Chapter Ten
Christianna
Seeing all of these things for Layla lying all over the room, something came over me I couldn’t control. One minute I was pushing the buttons on the walker, the next minute I was in Nicholas’ arms with my tongue down his throat. This man evoked feelings in me that I never thought could ever be possible.
But then again, this was him. The man who made me feel like a woman, who made me want more. The man who inadvertently gave me a little girl I love more than my own life. Regardless of what was going on, the reason why I was here and not in my own home—all of that flew out the window the moment I was in his arms.
Nicholas carried me bridal style out of the room and down the hallway toward his bedroom.
“Not in there, I won’t be able to hear Layla if she wakes up. I forgot to bring her baby monitor with me.”
Nicholas navigated me through the doorway, placed me down gently until my feet hit the floor. He turned and closed the door behind him. I heard the familiar sound of a lock clicking into place, alerting me to privacy. Crossing past me into the next room where Layla slept, Nicholas went to check on her.
With one fell swoop, I pulled the nightgown over my head and stood there half naked in just a
pair of cotton panties waiting for his return. When he did, his voice was low. I couldn’t hear what he was saying as he shut the door, leaving it open a crack before turning to me.
It was then he noticed me in all my glory standing before him. My toes were digging into the cushiness of the rug in nervous anticipation. He stared at me, I smiled because for the first time I’d known him, I stunned him. I held my hand out, hoping that he would jumpstart himself and get back on the path where we had left off.
Nicholas blinked a couple of times before he pulled off his shirt, tossing it behind him. His hands went straight in, cupping each side of my face. His mouth hit mine in an instant, causing my mouth to open and accept his tongue inside. He didn’t touch me any place sexual at first. He seemed to have the most fun just having my body pressed against his.
I, on the other hand, didn’t care that my hands wanted to wander. Going straight for the button of his pants, I had them open, the zipper unzipped, and his pants along with his boxers, sliding down his well-toned legs. His mouth left mine the second I wrapped my hands around his length, letting out a hiss as I slid my hand up and down him.
Leaning in, I licked the bottom of his lip before I started to kiss him down his body. His tattoos were calling to me. I ran my tongue over each one before going down his abs. I was a foot from falling to my knees before him and praising his wonderful cock when he stopped me.
“No,” he said, shaking his head.
“I don’t understand, I thought you liked that.”
“I would love that, sweetheart. I would love that very much, but you will never be on your knees before me. You will never be on your knees before any man, ever.”
“Oh…” I said, acting like I understood, but I really didn’t.
Nicholas took me by the hand and carefully led me to the bed, as his ankles were hindered by his pants and boxers. Cautiously he lifted me up by my waist, setting me on the bed. Leaning in, he kissed me again. I was lost in his kisses and barely noticed that he was moving his legs to kick off his shoes.
Wrapping his arm around my waist, he pulled me up as he slid me back across the bed as he climbed onto it.
Lying flat with my back against the bed, Nicholas leaned back and I looked up at him.
“I’ve seen you in almost every state of undress, but something about you in white cotton panties is killing my resolve,” he said, brushing his hand against my hip.
I think I may have let out a girlish giggle that turned into a moan the second his fingers dipped under the elastic of my panties. The hardness of his cock, I noticed, was pressed against the inside of my thigh. I felt like a needy bitch, wanting him to hurry up and rip the panties from my body and fuck me into a comfortable bliss.
As if he read my mind, I could have sworn I heard him say “I promise to” before the sound of fabric ripping echoed throughout the room. I was shocked and surprised, but when he kissed me again, I became even hornier.
I began to rub myself all over his body, wanting him, needing him. I held him tighter. His hands still didn’t explore and I was growing increasingly angry. Something in me screamed that enough was enough, if he wasn’t giving himself to me, then I was going to take it.
Remember when I said “Needy bitch”? I meant it.
With all my might I pushed him off and over me until he was lying flat on his back on the bed.
“Whoa,” he said, looking at me wide eyed.
Straddling his knees, I sat up on mine, completely uninhibited. I took a chance, a chance he wouldn’t get super pissed with what I was about to do, but I couldn’t help myself. I leaned forward and ran my tongue flat down the entire length of his cock. Feeling it twitch as I moved along had me giddy with excitement.
He didn’t stop me, he just laid back and felt it. His hands were clutching the comforter on either side of his hips as little moans escaped his lips. When I got to the tip of his dick, I wrapped my lips around it and adjusted my tongue to lift it up and suck it deep into my mouth. I didn’t get to enjoy this much before I was halted.
“When I come, I’m going to come with you. Not like this. It’s been too long since I’ve felt you.”
I smiled at his words. He really knew what to say to make me feel wanted.
“Do you trust me?” I asked, pressing a kiss to the middle of his chest.
“With my life.”
Those three words were all I needed to hear. I moved up and straddled his hips. I let my feelings guide me. I lifted up, grabbed his cock with my hand, positioned myself over him, and slid down him slowly. Once he was fully seated inside of me, I started moving slowly up and down.
Arching my back, my head fell backwards as I felt the sensations of him deep within me. His strong hands gripped my hips, guiding me. He began to tilt his hips to gain a different position and when he found the perfect one, I cried out, thanking God.
I rode him, harder and faster, ready to reach my goal. I cried out as the orgasm hit me. The pace slowed as the sensitivity of my pussy took over, knowing that he hadn’t gotten his yet. I placed his hands upon my breasts and mouthed for him to “fuck me.” His eyes became hooded and dark, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me down to his chest as he started to pound into me.
Crying out in sheer ecstasy, he kept telling me to hush. I didn’t pay attention, so he just covered his mouth with mine and accepted all of the moans I was letting loose.
“I’m gonna come,” he said and I never moved so fast in my life.
Slipping down his body, I wrapped my hand around his cock and started to suck him as if my life depended on it. The mixture of my orgasm on him and his pending orgasm was too much; I was prepared to take all of him.
Within seconds his hand gripped my hair and held me in place as his hips thrust three more times until he came. I accepted every bit of it. When I looked up to see his face, he looked like he’d passed out. Crawling up next to him, I cuddled into his chest, ready to fall asleep, sated and satisfied.
“You know, I didn’t want to come like that.”
“I know,” I said, snuggling closer to him.
“So why did you move?”
“Because we didn’t have a condom and I’m not on birth control.”
“Fuck,” he said, hugging me tighter to him. “I didn’t even think about it, I was caught up in the moment.”
“Me too.”
“So, can I ask why you aren’t on birth control?”
“Well, I haven’t been with anyone else since you and there was no need to remember a pill or get a shot every three months when I was practically living like a nun.”
“Hmmmm,” was all I heard before he began to talk again. “As much as I enjoyed the feel of you, I don’t mind using protection until you figure out if you want to get on some kind of birth control.”
“Okay, I have an appointment in a couple of weeks. If this is going to be a frequent occurrence between us, I’ll see what my options are.”
“Frequent occurrence? Sweetheart, this is going to be an everyday thing.” He laughed and so did I.
He kissed the top of my head, then his arm tightened around me, securing me in a comforting hug. I was awoken sometime later feeling different. My eyes fluttered open and I noticed that it was still dark out when I felt the feeling again. Startled, I looked down to see Nicholas’ face buried between my thighs. His tongue was doing laps around my clit.
He stopped as soon as he saw me looking at him. “Good, you’re awake. I didn’t want to start without you.” He chuckled. “But when you wouldn’t wake up I had to improvise.”
“I see,” I said, sitting up on my elbows to gain a better view.
Keeping his eyes locked on mine, he slowly poked his tongue out from between his lips, letting me see the pink pleasure probe in person. Leaning forward, he dragged that pink tongue from my opening all the way up to my clit, where he proceeded to flick his tongue at a rapid pace against it.
Losing control of my arms, I was unable to keep myself perched on my elbo
ws any longer, so I fell back. My hands instantly went straight for his hair, grasping and pulling at his locks while grinding myself against his mouth for friction.
“Yes,” I screamed out.
The only thing I could hear in the room was the sounds of my heavy panting. “Oh god in heaven!” I yelled, praying that my noise didn’t wake Layla.
“Oooooh, right there, please,” I hissed out, right before my thighs clamped down on his head to stop the assault he was doing against my clit. My hands finally loosened their grip on his hair.
Nicholas didn’t give me a reprieve. I was getting the feeling that he was trying to keep me in one giant orgasm. He hovered over the top of me, showing me the condom he was holding between his fingers. I couldn’t move or protest, I just opened my legs wider, giving my silent permission.
Scanning his face, he looked confused as to what to do. I smiled at him, threw my arm around his shoulder, grasping the back of his neck to pull him down to kiss me.
I reached in between my legs and felt how hard he was. Was it possible that he had gotten harder than he was before? With each stroke, the harder his kisses became. Finally breaking the kiss, he put the square packet between his teeth, ripping it apart. Like a pro he slipped it on.
Nicholas winked at me, positioning himself before slowly sliding into me.
***
Nicholas
The second I slid into Christianna I swear I saw stars and fireworks simultaneously. She was so tight around me, I thought I was going to blow my load after the first time I moved within her. When she cried out again, I knew I wanted to make this good for her.
Taking both of her legs, I wrapped them around my hips so I could get deeper inside of her. I couldn’t get perfectly seated in her in this position, but I was close. I was concentrating on not being a two minute brother. When I looked down at her she was staring up at me.
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