His Surprise Baby - His Secret Baby

I played with my clit as I thought about Noah plunging into me — his long, hard cock entirely inside my body. I’d been touching myself to thoughts of him taking my virginity for the past year, his sweaty body sliding all over mine, his teeth biting my nipples. I moved my pointer finger faster and faster, thinking about the frenzied pace of our potential lovemaking—his seed running down my leg as he exploded inside of me.

“Jesus fucking Christ!”

I bit down on the pillow to keep from screaming and waking up everyone. My muscles relaxed, and I snuggled into the covers. I really was still sleepy. Yesterday had been a really long day.

I had plans to talk to Noah more about letting me stay. I made sure to think of all my talking points on the drive over. My former brother-in-law liked logic. He wasn’t always like that, but it was how things were now. If I could get him to keep me around because logic dictated it, then the next step would be getting Noah to open up. I knew it would be a lot of work, but he was worth it. Being able to spend the rest of my life with him and Olivia was worth the uphill battle.

When I finally got up, Olivia and Noah were gone. I went to the kitchen and found a note saying they were out for the day. It felt like he was ignoring me. Noah did like to ignore a problem. He used to attack everything head-on, but now, he was just different. I liked the new Noah, for the most part, but one thing I needed to change was how he wanted to sweep everything under the rug.

While I was eating some yogurt for breakfast, my phone buzzed. It was a text from Noah.

Dropped Livvy to play with Bryant. She’s spending the night. I won’t be back until later. Thought you’d like to know.

So, that was where they went. It didn’t surprise me that Noah left before I even woke up. He’s probably avoiding me with every inch of his being. Was the coming home late meant to dissuade me from trying to talk to him? Or maybe he just wanted to spend the least amount of time with me possible, swooping in right before bed.

Well, he was in for one hell of a surprise.***

Noah wasn’t kidding when he said he was going to be home late. It was past ten, and I had been waiting for him for almost two hours at that point. I had gotten myself all gussied up. I bought a few lingerie sets with the hopes of enticing him. Maybe it was playing dirty, but I just wanted him to let go of his restraints and give in to the desire. If I had to push him a little in the right direction, I didn’t mind.

It was the waiting that was getting to me. I had committed myself to staying up, but I didn’t know Noah was really taking his sweet old time getting back home. It would suck if he found me all sexy but asleep.

I was a few seconds away from placing a call when I heard the door open.

“Finally.” I fixed my hair, making it all messy in that sexy way before getting into an alluring pose. I had practiced which one would be best, and I went for a lounging one that showed off my breasts. “Noah, is that you?” I called out.

I could hear him moving around the front of the house, dropping whatever bags he had. His footsteps got closer and closer, my heart beating faster with every step. This was the boldest move I had ever made, and the pressure was mounting. It was exactly what I wanted to do, but that didn’t get rid of the nerves I was feeling.

“Look, Scarlett, I think we need to—”

At that moment, Noah rounded the corner, and when his eyes fell on my body laid out, he stopped short. He stood by the living room entrance, staring at me, not making any moves. I was starting to get antsy.

“We need to what?”

Noah took a step forward, and I lifted slightly. I felt like at that moment, he was throwing a challenge my way. Testing the waters to see if was committed to this.

One long pause later, and Noah came over to me on the couch. He picked me up, surprising the hell out of me, I almost fell out of his arms, but he had a good grip on me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, wanting to feel even more secure.

“Where are we going?”

“Upstairs,” he grumbled.

That was obvious from the steps we were going up. Noah didn’t seem to be in the talking mood anymore.Chapter Five - ScarlettWe got to his bedroom, and once we were inside, Noah dropped me onto the mattress. I sat up, pushing myself further onto the bed. I looked up at him, his dark eyes boring holes into my soul. It seemed as if he was waiting for me to make some kind of move, so I got up onto my knees and rested my hands on his shoulders.