Homecoming: A Secret Baby Romance

by Landish, Lauren

  “Do to me?” I said, a little breathless.

  Max nodded. “Yes. What I’m going to do to you.”

  He walked over to me, advancing like a lion stalking its prey. I took an involuntary step back, nearly tripping and falling onto the floor. Max reached me and wrapped his powerful arms around me, pulling me in close.

  It felt like heaven in his arms, wrapped up in his warmth. I felt like I was melting into his body like chocolate on a summer’s day. That’s when I remembered.

  I’m not on birth control.

  I should’ve told him then, let him know that we needed protection. But my tongue was tied, my lust getting the better of me. I couldn't find the strength to say the words, or to stop him.

  His lips quickly found my neck, and I literally buckled in his arms at the passion that surged through my body. My lips parted in an audible sigh as Max kissed me repeatedly all over my neck, his hands roaming down my back until he reached my ass, squeezing both cheeks in his powerful hands, pressing me hard against the wall.

  I let out a moan — it felt so good to be dominated by him. Max's kisses led up to my lips where he stopped once to bite my lower lip gently, pulling on it and stretching it. I gasped when he let it go. He had this way of teasing me, bringing me almost to the brink before we'd even started.

  Max grinned at me. “You liked that didn’t you?”

  I nodded and he moved back in. I got lost in the passion for the next several minutes as we held each other and swirled our tongues around in each other’s mouth greedily. Suddenly, I pulled away, my breasts heaving. “Max,” I gasped.

  His eyes were on my body, and they were burning. “Huh?”

  What was I going to tell him? That I’d flushed my birth control down the toilet so I could trap him?

  “Nothing,” I said finally.

  Max gave me that mischievous grin of his and grabbed me by the waist. He picked me up and tossed me on the bed, where I bounced once before lying still. He crawled into the bed, causing it to creak, and stopped in between my legs.

  Like a hungry animal, he tore off my skirt, revealing my pink and white panties. Tearing them off in a frenzy, he slid his up my thighs, leaving heat and electricity behind the skin they passed, causing goosebumps to rise all over my body.

  He teased me with his fingers, making me silently plead for more. Then he slid a finger inside of me and began sucking on my clit as he thrust his finger in and out with a hunger I'd never seen in him. It was as if he was a man dying of thirst, sucking up every last drop of me. His aggressiveness was exhilarating, and I could feel a fire burning below.

  Within seconds, I screamed, shuddering and grabbing at the bed sheets. Max grinned as he looked up at me, watching me squirm and gasp. “Now you're nice and wet for me,” he growled.

  He pulled off his shirt, revealing his washboard abs. Then his sweats, his huge cock swinging out like a baseball bat. Eagerly, he crawled his muscular body atop of me and plunged himself inside of me.

  I let out a gasp as he penetrated and went balls deep, filling me up completely. He started with smooth, slow strokes, plunging his cock in and out. Gradually, he picked up speed until the headboard pounded the wall, drowning out my pleasured cries.

  If our parents come back, I thought, as my eyes rolled back in my head from Max’s intense onslaught. We’re fucked.

  As he growled in my ear and pounded me like a wild animal, I could feel his dick swelling even larger inside of me, and I knew he was about to explode. Now was the time to tell him to pull out.

  “Max!” I screamed. I wanted him to stop, but at the same time, wanted him to keep going.

  He ignored me, pounding me so hard that we both were bouncing several inches off the bed. I grabbed onto his chiseled ass cheeks, hanging on for dear life. I stared up at him. He was at the brink now, his handsome face twisted into a feral mask, the veins standing out on his neck.

  “Max,” I cried weakly, one last time, out of breath. “Please-“ Waves of powerful pleasure hit me then, taking away my ability to speak.

  At the same time, he let out a howl as he expanded inside of me.

  Then it was silent.

  Covered in sweat, Max rolled off of me, breathing deeply, in and out. “That was crazy,” he said, wiping at the perspiration on his forehead. “I really had it in me.”

  Beside him, I was feeling a whirlwind of emotions as my orgasm faded away. What had I just done?

  It’s okay, I told myself over and over. It's not likely I'll get pregnant from a single time anyway.

  “Nikki? Max was peering at me with concern.

  “Yeah?”

  “Is something wrong?”

  I felt nauseated, but I didn't have the courage to tell him. Instead, I managed a fraudulent smile that said I’d immensely enjoyed the hot and rough sex we’d just had.

  “Not at all.”

  Chapter 7

  “I’m reenlisting,” Max announced to the family at the dinner table the following evening. “They’re giving me a bonus for coming back.”

  My mom’s mouth dropped in surprise. “Wow that’s wonderful, Max.”

  Max’s father, who was sitting at the head of the table, let out a surprised sound. “That’s great son. I’m truly proud of you.”

  Max grinned at both of our parents and nodded. Fresh from a shower, he was dressed in his usual sweats and a white t-shirt. He’d taken a shower before dinner because we’d had quiet sex up in his room and he’d worked up quite a sweat. Since it took me longer to take showers, I’d simply washed up before coming down for dinner. “Yep. I should have a good savings built up by the time my enlistment is over.”

  I tried my best not to frown, but it was hard not to. To make matters worse, our dogs, Teddy and Roxy, we’re sitting under the table, licking at my feet, begging for scraps and making me even more irritated.

  My mom glanced over at me. “Nikki?”

  “What?” My voice came out sounding sullen, even though I tried to hold it back.

  “Don’t you have anything to say for Max’s good fortune?”

  I would hardly call Max being sent back in harms way, for any amount, good fortune.

  “Well?”

  I looked over at Max, who was looking at me expectantly. I felt like I was dying inside. “He told me already mother, but yes, that’s wonderful Max,” I said in what I hope sounded cheery but in reality it came out sounding like I was pissed off.

  “You could at least put in a little effort to sound happy for him,” my mom scolded me.

  “It’s okay,” Max said, his eyes on me. “Nikki is just upset that I’m leaving again.”

  My mom snorted. “Aren’t we all? That doesn’t change the fact that we should support you in your decision, especially an honorable one such as this.”

  The dinner continued on with my parents talking to Max all about his plans and me saying as little as possible. I could hardly stomach or listen to what they were saying. Max, my stepbrother, and the man I loved, was leaving me. Again. And there was nothing I could do about it.

  After dinner was over, and I helped my mom clean up the dishes, I decided that it was time for another talk with Max. Hopefully this time he would listen to me.

  * * *

  “I don’t want you to go,” I pleaded.

  Max and I were walking Roxy and Teddy at a nearby park on the corner. It was night out and no one was around, but there were lampposts lining the concrete path we were walking on. Green grass surrounded the walkway and provided Roxy and Teddy plenty of places to sniff and distract themselves. I had Roxy on a leash and Max had Teddy.

  “You know what? I don’t want to either,” Max replied, surprising me. “Especially since we’ve gotten ourselves into . . . a bit of a bind. But I kinda have to.”

  “Why?” I demanded. “It’s not like you’re going to make a fortune.”

  “I won’t be rich, but it’s better than nothing. Much better than before, I'll be an Officer.”

  “So?”<
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  “What do you mean so? I didn't go to college Nikki. The military is all I know, and I need to take advantage of it while I can.”

  I shook my head angrily, holding back tears. I didn’t know why I wanted to talk to Max, as if I was going to get him to change his mind. It really pissed me off, though. I know our relationship had pretty much come out of the blue, but we’d carried around feelings for each for a long time, so to me, it wasn't new. We’d just never gotten a chance to express it, and now that we had, I was desperately afraid of losing it.

  I was especially angry because I felt like Max was choosing the stupid military over me, even though I knew what he said made sense. I was just being selfish. Besides, there's plenty of couples with spouses in the military that made it work.

  “I mean come on, Nikki. I was never as smart as you are. What kind of job do you think I could get?”

  I couldn't respond. Max stopped and halted near a tree and let Teddy scramble up to it. The little dog hiked his leg up and began going about his business. As soon as he was done, Roxy scurried over and marked where Teddy had just done his thing. Despite my anger and hurt, I almost laughed at the sight. Roxy always loved to prove that she was the top dog.

  “Besides,” Max said as we continued walking, “me going away gives you time to finish your master’s without having me in the way as a distraction.”

  “I don’t care about that.”

  “Yeah you do. It's always been your dream.”

  I took a deep breath. “Look, Max, even if we hadn’t found ourselves in this situation, I still wouldn’t want you to go back out there. Do you know how worried I was about you when you were gone?”

  Max stared at me. “And I told you, I understand your concern and worry, even though you shouldn’t. But I do want this thing between us to work.”

  Hope flowed through my limbs.

  “But . . .”

  Just as quickly, the hope evaporated.

  “But you have to wait for me to come back.”

  He’s never going to budge, I thought. He loves the military so damn much.

  Suddenly, when we neared a lamppost, Max walked over to me and pulled me in close, ignoring the dogs that played at our feet. He planted a soft kiss on my lips and then looked at me under the lamppost’s orange glow. “Can you do that for me?” He asked softly. “With you working on your master’s, the time will fly by so fast, you won’t even know I left. And . . .” Max grinned. “You can get a vibrator while I’m gone, just make sure it’s extra wide and at least eight inches long. You want it to remind you of me, know what I’m saying?”

  I punched him lightly in the arm and said in protest, “Max!”

  He smiled at me, displaying his perfect, white teeth. “What? I want you to be satisfied while I’m gone.” His expression turned serious. “But seriously, what do you say?”

  We stood there for the longest underneath the glow of the lamp, holding each other before I finally let out one huge sigh.

  “I suppose,” I muttered. “I don't really have a choice.”

  Chapter 8

  “That was so much fun!” I exclaimed as Max and I walked through the door of our parent’s home.

  We’d just got back from a local Carnival. Since my decision to let Max leave unharassed, Max had gone on a mission to romance me before he left. Over the last two weeks, he’d taken me out to the best restaurants and to the movies. He even made an attempt at a candlelight dinner one weekend when our parents went to visit Jerry's brother.

  Max's cooking was terrible despite what he thought of himself, but it was the thought that counted. I supposed it was his way of lessening the pain he was putting me through.

  Max grinned at me as he shook his head. He’d gotten drenched in a water fight at the carnival. “Yeah, it was, wasn’t it?”

  “You two have been spending quite a lot of time together,” my mother remarked from the hallway. She had her hands on her hips, watching us stand in the foyer.

  “Yeah,” I said, quickly adding, “Max is leaving — better take advantage of him being here while I can.” I glanced at Max and tried not to fidget.

  Lately, I’d become increasingly nervous around our parents, especially since it was obvious they'd picked up on us spending time together.

  My mother stared at me for what seemed like too long and I began to tremble, thinking she’d suspected something, when she said, “That’s wonderful that you two are bonding and being nice to each other. Heaven knows, it wasn’t always this way.”

  * * *

  I popped the birth control pill in my mouth and gulped it down with water, and then put the bottle back into my bathroom cabinet.

  Shortly after the day Max and I had unprotected sex, I’d stopped by the clinic to get another supply. I’d felt bad about doing what I did without telling him, and it was only by the grace of God, or whatever watched over me, that I hadn’t ended up pregnant. Not that a baby with Max wouldn’t be amazing, but we weren’t ready for it yet.

  Despite how desperate I was to keep him at home with me, he didn’t deserve to be trapped just because I didn’t want him to leave.

  Garbed in a pink, silk nightgown with nothing underneath, I walked back into my room to find Max waiting for me, laying out on my bed in nothing but his white boxers.

  I marveled at the sight of his incredible washboard abs. He nodded, his eyes on my breasts, giving me the cue on what he wanted. My nipples were hard and they showed through the flimsy material of the gown.

  I grinned with delight and slowly opened the gown, revealing my naked body.

  Max gazed at me with longing eyes. “Your body is amazing,” he complimented.

  “Is it really?” I asked girlishly — I loved to hear him tell me.

  He nodded, his eyes filled with avarice for my curves. “Come over here so I can show you how amazing I think it is.”

  Chapter 9

  “Oh my god,” I whispered in horror, standing in my bathroom.

  I was late. Never in my life had I been this late. I felt sick to my stomach, shocked. I couldn’t believe it.

  I had no clue what I was going to do and I felt like I was going to throw up. I was a fool, a fool for trying to trap Max at home. And for what? So we could have a taboo relationship that would cause us nothing but trouble and hardship?

  If only if I could have seen that logic then. Still, I thought, I would have still probably thought about doing it. But that didn’t make it right nor did it solve the shit storm that I’d created for myself.

  “I just won't tell anybody,” I finally decided. “I’ll keep it secret from Max and our parents until I figure out how I’ll handle it.”

  * * *

  “I’m all packed and ready to go,” Max announced. “The trunk of the car is loaded with my carry on. I just need to be at the airport in the next thirty minutes.”

  Our family and dogs were gathered in the living room. I wasn’t in the mood to say goodbye and could hardly stand considering the secret I was hiding and the emotional pain I felt at Max’s departure.

  “Gonna miss you, Max,” my mom said, pulling him into a tight embrace. “It was wonderful having you home here with us. I just hope you come back to us all in one piece.”

  “Going to miss you too,” Max replied. “And I will.” He flexes his muscles. “I’m a tough son of a bitch.”

  "You might be tough, but you better watch that language young man."

  Max’s dad laughed and looked around the living room. “You sure you got everything, checked your room?”

  Max nodded. “I triple checked.”

  “Good. Let’s go.”

  The drive over to the airport was excruciating. I sat in the back seat with Max, not able to look at him. I hated it that he was leaving. I hated the fact that I now held a secret inside of me, a secret I couldn’t tell him. And I hated the fact that I would be left alone.

  I felt incredible guilt over what I’d done, a crushing kind that sat on my chest, suffocating
me. Clenching my fists, I held back tears. I was in emotional agony and couldn’t wait until the ride was over.

  “Alright, I guess it’s my time to go,” Max said when we stopped at the sidewalk at the departure terminal.” He tapped Jerry's headrest. “Pop the trunk.” Max climbed out of the car and I followed.

  Once he had his bag, he stood on the sidewalk grinning at us. I honestly felt like I was going to vomit.

  “Make it quick,” Max urged. “These airport security guys are pretty anal about parking here longer than a few minutes. I don’t want to have to lay the smack down on some jerk that disrespects my stepmom.” He winked at my mother and she laughed.

  “You be careful, son,” his dad told him after they shared a laugh, pulling Max into a rough embrace.

  “Always,” Max replied confidently.

  My mom was the next to hug him, whispering a few words in his ear that I couldn’t quite catch.

  Last, Max walked over to me. “Why such the sour face?”

  I scowled. “You know very well why.” It was hard to keep my voice from trembling in front of our parents, especially when I wanted to scream at him that he couldn’t leave.

  Max pulled me in for a bear hug, crushing me into his hard body. His next words he said close to my ear so our parents wouldn’t hear. “Don’t be sad. Just remember. Use that vibrator and time will pass like a speeding bullet.” Despite my anger, I had to laugh.

  “You’re impossible.”

  “Always.”

  Max gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted him to kiss me on the lips, but of course he couldn’t. Still, we’d said our goodbyes last night after a gentle lovemaking session, so it wasn’t so bad.

  “I love you, Nikki,” he whispered in my ear.

  I was floored when he said it. He’d never said it to me before today and it felt incredibly good to hear those words come out of his mouth.