by Tia Siren
“You shouldn’t put yourself in this position,” he said. “You’re stressing yourself out big time.”
“This is not stress,” I said. “This is being lied to.”
“And don’t forget,” he continued. “I have first-hand experience with this sort of thing.”
“Yeah, how so? How do you know so much about it?”
“Don’t forget the situation my mom was in. She’d been in and out of hospital for years for alcohol poisoning,” he said.
“You’re just using her as an extreme example,” I replied, angrily.
Are you sure you wanted to say that?
“Piper, that’s uncalled for,” he said. “You know my mom became mentally ill because of all that happened to her.”
I had forgotten all about Evan’s mom and how she had struggled for years with alcohol abuse. She’d gone through rehab on many occasions and had always relapsed. In the end, she had suffered some sort of chemical imbalance in her brain. Now she’d been left in a state where she was unable to function. Her sister now cared for her full time.
“Evan, I’m sorry,” I said, apologetically. “I just had a rough time with Jules. She really got under my skin. When I found you here, that was too much.”
I watched as Evan walked to the coffee table and picked up a brown folder. He walked back toward me.
“Well, never cast aspersions or accusations where they’re unjustified. I know I’m not the most perfect person in the world, but I’m not the worst by any means.”
Evan was pissed, and rightly so. I had overstepped the line. I was just so frustrated about not getting pregnant.
“Do you realize I have put you before everything else?” he asked.
“What else am I supposed to think?” I asked. “I mean, just look at the situation.”
“What situation?”
“You’re basically a cock for hire. And a fully loaded one at that. One flash of cash and you drop your pants, blow your wad, and off you go again.”
Evan shook his head in disgust. His eyes glazed over. He opened the file and let me read it. I looked at the file and felt ashamed of myself. I had never considered this side of things.
“So, you see, you should be grateful,” he said.
“I’m so sorry,” I replied.
“Yes, this was, as you have seen, a pregnancy that was unsuccessful,” he said sadly. “And because of complications, the worst happened. This lovely woman had to suffer her loss, and I feel for her.”
I had no words to describe the way I felt. This news had hit Evan even harder.
“This is life we are dealing with here, Piper, and sometimes it can be cruel. I have my dad and my mom to deal with, and this lady has had her fair share of trouble, too.”
“I think I should go,” I said.
He looked into my eyes. “I think maybe you should.”
Chapter 23
Evan
I decided to take the morning off. Not just from work but from all my obligations. I woke up and hit the gym, but after that, I planned on staying at home and hiding from everything outside the front door. I had, for once in my life, become slightly stressed out. Even when Susan Reynolds had gone off on me, I’d remained calm, even though I was angry.
Serious stress was a new feeling for me. It started when Piper showed up at my hotel suite. She couldn’t have taken things worse if she’d tried. She exploded with accusations that were unjust, to say the least. She had caught me at the hotel quite by accident and just seeing me there made her mad. She assumed I was either with a client or about to meet a client. What a mess.
I finished an extra-long session in the gym, showered, and changed into something relaxing for the day. I walked to the living room and placed my feet on the coffee table. I breathed deeply and began to relax my whole body. I blanked my mind and bathed in the quietness of my home. Everything was silent, not even the noise of the wind came through the window.
Suddenly there was a knock at my door. No one knew I’d stayed home today. I’d told no one where I was. I got to my feet and walked to the front door. I glanced through the peephole. Piper stood on the other side with her back to me.
I opened the door, and she turned around. The all apologetic version of Piper.
“How did you know I was here?” I asked.
“The same reason I knew you were at the hotel suite yesterday,” she said. “You’re easy to track down. Here, work, or the hotel. Where else do you go?”
“Well, that just goes to show you, I’m a real creature of habit,” I replied.
“Are you going to talk to me here all day?” she asked.
“I suppose you better come in,” I said, smiling.
Piper moved into the entrance hall, carrying a small brown paper bag.
“What’s with the bag?” I asked
“I come bearing gifts,” she said.
Piper smiled at me and held her arms outstretched.
“I wanted to say ‘sorry’ for everything that went on yesterday, and this is what came to mind,” she said, grinning.
“You shouldn’t have gone through the trouble,” I replied.
I took the bag from her. I unrolled the top and peered inside. A sweet smell wafted from the bag as I looked inside. It was full of cookies.
“I baked them myself,” she said.
I didn’t eat cookies because they were bad for the body, too many calories and sugars. I wondered if she would understand. Probably not. She had gone through the effort to bake them, so I should at least pretend I intended to eat them.
“Honestly, you didn’t need to go through all this trouble just to apologize,” I said.
“I know, but it was nothing. Have you realized what they are? Do they bring back any memories?” Piper watched my face expectantly.
“Of course, I know,” I said, smiling. “These are the same cookies you baked for me after my first basketball game in high school. And that was the night we got together. We sneaked our first kiss under the bleachers.”
“Come on, try one. I want to know if they taste the same as before.”
I patted my stomach. “I’ve just come from the gym. I’ll get stomach cramps. I’ll just put them in the kitchen, and I’ll have one later with some milk.”
I hadn’t eaten cookies in years, and at first, I had no intention of eating them. Then I remembered how good they tasted when I was a kid. I would think about trying them. Maybe one per day.
I returned from the kitchen. Yesterday had not been all Piper’sfault. I was also to blame for some of the ranting and raving that had gone on. I could have conducted myself slightly better than I did, and I felt slightly guilty for my rash behavior.
“You’ve apologized,” I said. “I think it’s only right that I say, ‘I’m sorry,’ too. I shouldn’t have yelled the way I did. That was wrong of me.”
“That’s big of you, Evan.”
“I was too hard on you. I just think it was a rough day for both of us.”
“Yes, it was.”
“I forgot you’re no longer the teenage girl I used to know. You’re a grown woman, now. I just had that image in my mind from all those years ago.”
“You know, I still like it when you think of me like that,” she said. “It shows you remember what we had and how it all started.”
“I’ll never forget,” I said. “Those images are burned into my brain forever.”
My mind wandered as we chatted. I thought of all the women I’d slept with as the Baby Maker. Each time I’d come, it had been Piper I was thinking of. No other woman had made me come by herself. The image was, and always would be, of the woman who sat before me. These women were basically just a body that I attached Piper’s picture to. At the end of the day, they meant nothing to me and did nothing for me. Not emotionally.
Piper. It was always her, always had been, and always would be. I wanted to tell her that it had been her from that very first moment that we had met. From the first moment we kissed, and the first mome
nt we made love. All my first moments had been with Piper.
I wanted to tell her so much. She had been the one who made me come over and over again. And the more I thought about it, the hotter I became. We were at home, and we were alone. I wanted her. I leaned closer to her and brushed her hair from her face. I placed my lips onto hers. The warmth from her kiss flooded into me. I was instantly swept away and the trouble of the previous day just vanished.
I pulled her close and wrapped my arms around her. The warmth of her body flowed through my grasp. Piper melted under my embrace, like she always had. She just succumbed to me when I held her. She went all soft and girly. She was meant to be mine.
I felt a vibration in my pant pocket. I had received a text message on my cell phone. Piper froze when she heard the sound. She gazed into my eyes.
“Sorry, it may be important,” I said. “I have to check.”
I reached into my pocket and took out my phone. I glanced at the message. Piper stared at my face for a reaction.
“You have nothing to worry about,” I said.
It can wait. Nothing urgent.
“I’m with you now, and that’s all that matters,” I whispered in her ear. “All the rest is irrelevant.”
I pulled Piper close again and kissed her. Our tongues twirled, and our embrace lingered.
“Evan, my cycle is over,” she cooed. “I want you to take me.”
Piper wanted me immediately. She was not wasting time. Her cycle had finished, and she wanted to take full advantage of the time with me. I could not agree with her more. I wanted to be with her as much as possible. We should get started as soon as possible, and make every second count.
I pulled the zipper on Piper’s jacket, revealing the pink blouse that she wore. Her heaving bosom strained the buttons. I slowly slid my hands onto Piper’s shoulders. I lifted her jacket, and she raised her arms. I slowly slid my hands back, and her jacket slipped to the floor.
I ran my fingers across her blouse, teasing her. Her nipples hardened. I smiled into her eyes and leaned toward her. I brushed her hair over her shoulder and placed my lips on her creamy neck. I kissed her soft skin. Piper warmed to me and leaned forward. Her large breasts pushed against my chest. I was in my own personal heaven.
I ran my fingers down her back. She sighed, and I felt her warm breath on my face.
“Evan, I want you to take me,” she said. “Let’s not waste any more time. Each moment is unique.”
“Moments with you have always been special to me,” I replied, lovingly.
“You have no idea,” she murmured, breathlessly. “They mean the world to me, too. They always have. Can we have all day?”
“Yes, all day,” I groaned. “I have nothing to do.”
“That makes two of us,” she said.
I gazed into her sexy eyes and offered her my gentlemanly hand.
“Shall we?” I asked.
“Yes, please,” she said, her voice thick with desire.
Piper reached out to me with both hands. I grabbed hold and clasped my hands around hers. I gently pulled her to her feet.
“Do you want to walk? Or would you like a ride?”
“I would love a ride,” she said, smiling. “It’s such a long way to your bed.”
“Your carriage awaits, my queen.”
I placed my arm around her back and kissed her on the lips. Piper leaned back, and I put my arm under her legs. I scooped her into my arms and slowly made my way to the stairs.
“I could get used to this,” she said.
Piper held my neck and kissed me softly on the cheek. Her warm lips sent shocks flooding through my entire body. The closeness of our bodies sent arousal pulsing through me. We hadn’t had sex since her cycle started. I would be full of fresh, potent semen. Today could be the day and the start of something special. Something wonderful.
I stepped slowly up the stairs. The moment got closer. A new beginning. A new cycle of life. Her body was ready, and now it was time for me to perform. I walked down the hallway and kicked open the bedroom door. I flicked my heel, and the door slammed closed behind us. Mid-morning sunlight bathed the room, and fine speckles of dust glittered as they floated in the air. It was like heaven was sprinkling us with magic dust. I stepped across the bedroom floor. The crisp sheets of the bed beckoned us. They wanted to be part of this glorious day. They would embrace our lovemaking and provide the foundation that would fulfill Piper’s dream. I had the same dream when I was younger, and now both of our dreams could be realized in the same sensual moment.
I placed her at the foot of the bed and kissed her bare skin. I felt the warmth of her neck under my lips. I popped open the buttons of her blouse, one by one.
“This time,” I said, firmly.
“This time, what?” she asked.
I looked into her eyes. “This is when the magic happens.”
“Our magic!”
Chapter 24
Piper
Evan had carried me to his bed. Unlimited access to his servicing had been written into the agreement, and I was going to take full advantage of it. I really wanted to have a child, and this was the best way for me to achieve my dream.
There was a secondary reason for spending so much time with Evan between the sheets. He would be in no suitable position to service any other clients, and his focus would be purely on me.
Now is our time. You’re all mine, and mine alone.
Evan placed me on the bed. He brushed the hair over my shoulder and kissed me softly on my neck. I felt his fingers pull at the buttons on my blouse. It was more than erotic.
One by one, they popped open. My breasts heaved and pushed themselves against my blouse. Fresh air fell against the bare skin of my stomach. Evan slipped the shirt from my shoulders and dropped it to the floor.
I sighed in anticipation, and my panties were already wet. I laid on my back, and I flipped open the button on my jeans. I raised my ass and wriggled free from their clutches.
Evan tugged at my jeans, and my legs were finally released. He dropped them to the floor next to my crumpled blouse. Evan stripped off his shirt, and I popped open the clasp of my bra. I stretched my damp panties and slipped them over the soft, tender skin of my ass.
I watched Evan through strands of my hair. My eyes fixated on him pulling at his jogging pants. They dropped to the floor, and he wasn’t wearing boxers. His semi-hard cock swung against his muscular leg.
Divine masculinity at its finest.
I bit my lip and rubbed my fingers over my eager pussy. I was wet. So horny and wet. I was ready for him to satisfy my womanly needs. He could take me, and hopefully,he would leave part of himself inside me. A legacy of our closeness.
I rested my head on the soft pillow, my feet flat against the crisp white sheets. My legs spread so he could get to me. Evan placed his body closer to mine. My fingers slipped inside my moist lips and found my throbbing clit. I began to rub slowly. Evan stared deep into my eyes. He wrapped his hand around his shaft and brought himself to a massive erection.
His body inched closer to mine. I took hold of his manhood and rubbed the head of his cock over my budded clit.
“I’ve missed this feeling,” I said.
The head of his cock teased my clit. My lips parted, and he slowly inched his hips forward. I looked into his eyes, and his manhood spread my lips and started to slide inside my hot sex.
He started to rock his hips. “Fuck, you’re so wet, you’re ready,” he said.
My pussy succumbed and embraced the width of his huge cock. He drove himself slowly inside me, and my juices continued to flow. Evan put his hands on my raised knees and thrust his body. His stomach tensed, and his hips rocked back and forth.
This is my place. With Evan.
His manliness stirred my sensations. My pussy slowly milked the seed from his loins. My hands ran over my body. I cupped my breasts and teased my hard nipples. I pulled gently and stretched them. Evan increased his animal rhythm in me. Our bodies pu
lled and pushed, one against the other. Our goal was to bring life to another.
Evan leaned forward and rested his weight on his hands. His driving breath covered my face, and his hard cock filled the depth of my core.
I placed my hands on his arms. His muscles rippled as he supported the weight of his heaving body. I caressed his shoulders and ran my fingers across his back. His huge erection tantalized my pleasure zones, and my nails dug into his skin. He thrust deep, and my wet pussy gripped his manliness.
“Turn over,” Evan groaned. “I want to fuck you from behind.” He slowed his rhythm.
“My favorite position,” I cooed.
Evan knelt on the bed, and I rolled onto my front. I raised myself onto my knees and spread my legs. My weight rested on my forearms, and I aimed my pussy at my masculine Evan. He touched and caressed the soft skin of my ass. His hand ran down, and he slid his fingers inside my pussy.
He drove his fingers deep, and his other hand caressed the cheeks of my ass. My hips pushed against his hand, and he slid his fingers deep inside my wetness.
“I’m ready, Evan. Take me. I’m offering myself to you. Make my dream come true.”
Evan removed his fingers and slipped his hand around his wide girth. He inched closer to me and raised his dick closer to my pussy. I lowered my hips, and the head of his cock rubbed across my wet lips. I pushed back, and my clit revealed itself from the touch of his massive cock.
Come on, Evan. Live up to your name. Make me a baby.
My legs parted, and Even filled my pussy. My eyes shut tight, and I relished the feeling of Evan’s huge cock driving deep inside me. He put his hands on my curvaceous hips and gripped me tight. His powerful fingers sank into my flesh, and he pulled me back hard onto his manliness.
My pussy twitched and the muscles tightened. He moved like an animal in heat, filling my pussy with his beastlike power. I grabbed the crisp sheets, wrinkles forming in my grasp. I tugged hard and thrust my ass back toward Evan’s grasp. My hips gyrated, and I pushed back as far as I could. I twisted my fists in the sheets and bit hard into the soft pillow.
“Evan, fuck me. Fuck me hard. I’m close.”
