But it was gone, and Ryan said, “You’re not allowed to ask for pleasure, Chloe. Remember that.”
Four
Ryan
This woman continued to surprise me. Not only was she gorgeous, it appeared we were more than sexually compatible. Ian had been right about her. Could she be the right woman to be the mother of my child or more?
She moaned and I refocused on her beautiful body. I couldn’t fucking resist her ass. She was sweet in every sense of the word, which made me want to corrupt her even more.
I crawled onto the bed and raised her up so she would be on all fours. I inched two fingers into her ass, which was tight like her pussy. I positioned my cock at her pussy entrance and slid home while using two fingers to slowly slip in her ass.
She mewled and I used my thumb between her legs, stroking her clit as I thrust my dick deep in her cunt.
I leaned forward and used my other hand to cup one full breast. Her nipple tightened against my palm and I twisted and tugged it, making her gasp. My sweet girl liked a little pain. That was evidenced by how her insides tightened even more around me.
“Fuck,” I groaned. I was going to come again and soon.
What was my endgame? I could get her pregnant right now. What would she do if I did? Would she hate me?
I slapped her ass and she liked it. Her inner walls clamped down hard around my fingers. Her pussy did the same around my cock.
I continued to work her pussy with my dick. I was almost there when my girl begged, “Can I come?”
As much as I wanted to deny her, she’d been a good girl. “Yes, you can,” I said.
Her pussy spasmed around me. It was unlikely she would have been able to hold off if I’d told her no.
As it was, I shot off deep inside her with punishing strokes, imagining her months later with our child growing in her belly. This girl was special. She’d proved worthy of not only carrying my child, but being more than a plaything too.
We lay in a heap on my bed. Chloe rested on my chest. I had one hand behind my head as a fantasy of Chloe swollen with my child played out in my mind. But it wasn’t our first, but maybe our third or fourth. Where had that come from?
She was either a weekend hookup or a means to an end. When had I wanted more from any woman?
After our grandfather’s will had been announced, the pressure had been on. I wasn’t stupid enough to get the first woman I saw pregnant and be forced to deal with whoever it was for the rest of my life. Ian had agreed to help me pick out a suitable candidate.
Everything he’d told me about Chloe had been too good to be true. She was kind in a way that had her donating not only money but her time to the homeless, to children and even to rescuing pets. She was a fucking saint. I’d been sure she’d turn out to be a missionary position kind of girl. But tonight, she’d proven me wrong.
Chloe’s breaths were long and even when a text from Ian came through.
Him: You like her.
It wasn’t a question, but a statement. And it hadn’t been the plan.
When I didn’t answer another text came through.
Him: You do.
Me: Maybe.
I had a feeling she wasn’t going to like me much when she found out what I’d done. We hadn’t used protection. I wasn’t sure if she was on birth control. It would be a struggle to wait to find out if I’d gotten her pregnant.
Him: Are you going to tell her?
That was the question, wasn’t it?
Me: I’ll call you later.
I quickly put my phone down as Chloe stirred. I kissed the top of her head and what the fuck? When had I ever kissed a woman like she was precious to me? She blinked up at me, not giving me time to figure out what the hell she was doing to me. “Morning, love,” I said.
Today, I would give her the world because she was unknowingly giving me mine.
Five
Chloe
Thankful he’d invited me for the entire weekend, I knew we had another whole day and night together before I had to return to my dreary life and asshole of a boss.
“Good morning,” I answered with a grin. Stretching like Tom the cat, I let out a giggle when I thought about my safe word.
Ryan kissed my neck and asked, “What has you laughing this morning?”
“I thought about my cat and it reminded me of my safe word. What a coincidence you chose that. Which reminds me. I’m going to have to feed him today.”
“Mmm,” Ryan mumbled against my neck as he nibbled me. I was heating up and if he didn’t stop, we’d be at it again like cats. What was with the cats thing? “I can send Ian over to feed your cat, love.”