Bionic Outlaw's Baby: A Secret Baby Sci-Fi Romance

by Zara Zenia

  I laughed. “I’m not stupid. I’m not about to get mixed up with the boss’s daughter. I want to keep this job for a little while longer.”

  “No one would have to know,” she said under her breath. I wasn’t sure if she meant for me to hear it.

  “I thought you just broke up with your boyfriend. Why are you looking to get into another relationship?” I asked.

  “I’m not. I have zero interest in getting back into a serious relationship. Guys aren’t the only ones who like to have fun,” she said coyly.

  “I’m surprised,” I said. “I would have guessed that you were a good, wholesome girl who never got herself involved with guys like me.”

  “What do you mean by that?”

  “I’m an ex-army guy working a temporary construction job. I’m not rich and my past is complicated. You’re young and pretty.”

  “I know what I want,” she said firmly.

  She was starting to get to me. If I could, I would have taken her back to my gross hotel and shown her what she was trying to get herself into. Maybe I could get a nice hotel for a few nights.

  I was getting ahead of myself. This was wrong. What if we hooked up a few times and she got attached to me? I would have to move and she couldn’t come with me. Even worse, what if I got attached to her?

  There was a certain spark between us. She was incredibly sexy and fun. I felt like I could talk to her forever. I could imagine cuddling up to her after a night of passion.

  “If you’re suggesting what I think you’re suggesting,” I started. “How are we going to carry out this little affair without the whole company finding out?”

  She thought for a second. “During the day,” she said. “It’s strictly business. I’ll try to keep all interactions cordial. There will be no obvious flirting or touching. After hours, you’re all mine.”

  I felt my heartbeat speed up. There was so much sexual tension between us. She extended her leg to the other side of the booth and stroked the inside of my calf with her foot. This was too much for me right now.

  “When did the rain stop?” I asked, pulling bills from my wallet to pay for my meal.

  “I don’t know. I lost track of time.”

  “Me too. I should be getting back to work.”

  Dana looked down at the table at the mention of our employer.

  “What are you going to do?” I asked.

  She put her computer back in her bag. “I should probably go back, too. I don’t think I’m quite ready to be out on my own. Not just yet.”

  “I suppose I’ll see you around,” I said, getting up from the table.

  “Most definitely,” she smiled at me.

  I was practically useless the rest of the work day. I couldn’t focus, not with the image of her naked body in my mind. I tried to pay attention, if for no other reason than to keep my job.

  Even the most casual relationship could turn fatal. Connections made it harder to move from place to place unnoticed. However, if anyone could have unattached sex, it was this girl. She was looking for a rebound, and I needed a release. We’d have to be careful, but I thought we could pull it off.

  Chapter 7

  Dana

  I returned to work with a new found energy. It didn’t matter that I was going back to my shitty job when I had some extra entertainment on the side. I’d never been in a situation like this before and I didn’t exactly know what it all entailed.

  For the first time in my life, I would be able to enjoy the sexual part of a relationship without all of the extra baggage. I wouldn’t have to explain where I was all of the time, and wouldn’t have to worry about him sleeping around with other people. When we had enough of each other, we could end it, and no one would be at a loss. It would be just for fun.

  Now that I decided to return to my job, I agreed with Elijah that we would have to keep things secret. I needed enough money to survive on my own once I decided to leave for good. I doubted that my parents would be too keen to support me if I left the business.

  I took a deep breath and pushed the office’s front door open. There was an intern at the desk that looked overwhelmed.

  “Thank God you’re back,” he sighed. “I have no idea what I’m doing. I was just told to cover the phones until they find someone else to work.”

  I scoffed. Obviously my job wasn’t that easy. My paycheck should reflect all of the work I put in.

  “Oh,” he continued. “Your dad said that if you came back, you were to see him immediately.”

  “Thanks,” I grumbled. I wasn’t looking forward to this conversation.

  I looked through a couple of rooms until I found my dad in his office, reading the newspaper.

  “Where the hell have you been?” he bellowed. “I had a meeting this morning that I didn’t have materials for and the phone has been ringing off the hook. Someone spilled coffee all over the conference room table, and it’s still there.”

  “I’m sorry,” I said halfheartedly. “I was upset and needed some time to cool off. I’m back now.”

  “Don’t ever pull a stunt like that ever again. You have a job to do. If you don’t like it, you can leave.”

  I was tempted to walk out again, but I needed the money. Also, it would be a waste to make such a delicious agreement with Elijah, only to leave town. I had to stay – for now.

  “Ok,” I said flatly. “I’ll take care of the stuff I missed while I was away.”

  “Oh, Dana,” he added. “I’m going to be out of town tomorrow. You’re going to have to reschedule some meetings for me.”

  I nodded and left his office. I got to work, cleaning up messes that I didn’t make and fixing problems that the other employees couldn’t handle on their own. I stayed late, even later than my dad.

  When I got home, I ran up the stairs to my room and shut the door. I wasn’t in the mood to interact with my parents.

  The only thing keeping me sane was the promise of some action with Elijah in the near future. Maybe I could show him some cool local music. We could even go to the next town over so no one would recognize us. It felt so scandalous, a word that I would never have previously used to describe myself.

  The next morning, I got up extra early so I would have plenty of time to get ready. I picked out my sexiest bra and panties. He wouldn’t see the pink lace thong and matching bra, but just wearing it made me more confident. I chose a pair of slightly ripped skinny jeans and a tight gray t-shirt that stretched across my chest.

  If I wasn’t allowed to flirt with him at work, I wanted to drive him wild.

  My dad wasn’t away from the office often, but when he was, those were the best days. There were no meetings to prepare for, and the other employees were more relaxed, took longer lunches, and went home early. It was like being home alone.

  After completing my day’s tasks within the first hour, I was bored. I thought about going to the construction site, just to watch Elijah work. I decided not to, because I didn’t want to look like I was too eager. Inexperienced as I was, I thought it would be better to play it cool.

  Instead, I just scrubbed at every surface of the office and sorted through all of the loose papers in the whole place. I don’t think this building had ever been organized so well.

  At four o’clock, I devised a plan. I sent a text to the foreman:

  There’s a guy named Elijah at your site. Tell him to come to the main office. I have some paperwork for him to fill out.

  Then, I told the intern to wait for Elijah to show up. I gave him instructions to send him back to my dad’s office, and then he could go home for the day. If my timing was right, I could see Elijah in private.

  I went back to my dad’s office and waited in his oversized leather chair. I wasn’t exactly sure what would happen when he arrived. Would we just talk like we did in the diner, or would we do more? My stomach fluttered at the thought of kissing his full lips. I imagined his big hands around my waist.

  I also toyed with the idea that he wouldn’t be ha
ppy with me for tricking him into coming into the office. Of course, I would alter his time card so he wouldn’t lose out on work hours, but I felt sneaky. I wanted to be near him and I just wanted the same in return.

  I jumped when I heard a knock at the door. I ran to open it.

  Elijah stood in the doorway looking nervous, and a bit confused.

  “What’s going on?” he asked. “I was told I needed me to do some paperwork.”

  “I’m sorry,” I replied. “I just had to see you.”

  “Where is everyone?” he asked, craning his next to look around the office.

  “My dad’s out of town and I sent everyone else home. It’s just us now.”

  I could see his tense muscles slacken. He let out a deep breath.

  “Are you mad at me?” I asked.

  “Not at all,” he said gently. “I’m happy to see you.”

  He entered the room, pushing the door shut behind him. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me in for a kiss. I wrapped my arms around his waist, leaning my weight into his body. It felt so good to be embraced.

  His tongue was strong and deliberate. Breaking free from my mouth, he pressed his lips down my neck and chest. I wanted him so badly.

  His fingertips made their way to my breasts, briefly circling my erect nipples over my thin shirt and bra. He placed a hand on my ass and pulled me closer to his groin. I pushed into him even harder.

  I frantically unbuttoned my jeans. I knew I was being too eager, but he was driving me insane.

  “Fuck me,” I panted, sliding my jeans down past my hips.

  He flipped me around and pushed me up against the desk. I bent over and braced myself against the glossy wood of the desktop.

  Elijah must have unzipped his pants faster than I did, because I felt him glide inside of me a second later. He was big, but his body fit with mine so well. He wrapped one hand around my hip and his other one gripped my thigh. He steadily thrust into me as I took his full length from behind.

  “Faster,” I moaned and he obliged. He quickened his pace and I could hear his breathing accelerate. With each thrust he gripped my flesh tighter and tighter.

  I couldn’t stop myself. I let out a loud moan as I came, not caring that the building wasn’t locked and someone could walk in at any moment. He felt so amazing that someone could have walked in the office that very second and I would have begged him to finish.

  I felt his release inside of me, and his hands loosened up. He turned me around and planted a long, tender kiss on my lips.

  I ran off to the bathroom to freshen up, and when I returned, he was sitting on the chair with a smile on his face.

  “I’m surprised, Dana,” he said. “You are truly a dirty girl. Not the sweet and naïve girl I pegged you for.”

  I raised my eyebrow. “You were everything I hoped you’d be. Maybe even more.”

  That was an understatement. I was no virgin, but I had never had sex like that before. I was used to plain missionary, under the covers, in the dark. I never had a partner who knew exactly what they were doing. The urgency of it all was thrilling to me. I felt like the tension building up between us over the last few days had finally been released, but I still wanted more.

  I sat on his lap, fiddling with the button on his jeans. He stroked my hair with one hand.

  “Are you ready for more?” I asked seductively.

  He chuckled. “Don’t you think we should get out of here? We’re lucky that no one has caught us at this point.”

  He was right, but I didn’t want to part ways.

  “Can we do this again sometime?” I asked hopefully.

  “In your dad’s office? Maybe not.”

  “Somewhere else?”

  “Absolutely.”

  He planted a final kiss on my lips, slid me off of his lap, and left. I sat there for a moment, my body buzzing with pleasure. I needed him again. Urgently.

  Chapter 8

  Elijah

  That afternoon with Dana was exactly what I needed. I’ll admit, I was ready to bolt when I heard that I was requested at the office. I’m glad I didn’t though, because the sex was incredible. I couldn’t remember the last time I touched a woman. For that matter, I couldn’t even remember the last time I touched myself.

  Thankfully, she was begging for it, because I don’t think I could have restrained myself for much longer. It was so hard to leave that office, but I couldn’t risk getting caught.

  Things were starting to look up for me. Now that Dana was occupying some of the space in my head, that left less room for The Organization and my constant fear of being captured.

  After staying at the dingy hotel for over a week, I decided to find a more permanent place to stay. I scoured the classifieds in the paper and found a guy who wanted to rent out his apartment for two months while he was on an extended holiday. After some negotiations, I got a pretty good deal. The space wasn’t anything special, but it was clean.

  It felt safe. Most of my neighbors were old, so they weren’t really interested in talking to me. This town really felt like it was in the middle of nowhere.

  Work was a little less boring now that I had visits from Dana to look forward to. Every once in a while, she would come to the site to bring water or to talk to the foreman. We tried not to talk, besides a normal greeting, but it was hard. The way she looked at me, just for a split second, really got me going. She knew it, too.

  We had tried to hook up since the day in her dad’s office, but it was too risky. Don’t get me wrong, the risk really upped the level of excitement, but there was too much at stake.

  One day, she showed up to the site right before lunch. She said that she had to take some measurements of the building for her dad. I knew she was lying by the way her voice rose a little higher when she talked. When everyone else left for lunch, I waited around.

  She beckoned me into a room where we just finished putting all of the walls up. As long as no one was in the close vicinity, we had some privacy.

  She lifted up her skirt with one hand, revealing that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. I picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I was about to undo my pants when we heard some workers return.

  We took off, running in opposite directions until no one could reasonably guess that we had been together. This little interaction made us want each other more, but we knew we couldn’t get away with sex at work. Not without some serious plotting, anyway.

  The next day, I gave her my address, instructing her to only come over late at night, when no one was around. She tapped on the door, and I looked through the peephole, just to make sure it was her. The second I shut the door behind her, she pulled her dress off over her head, revealing her naked body. I quickly followed suit and removed my clothes.

  I picked her up and put her in my bed. Then, I slid under the covers next to her.

  “Where’s the fun in this?” she joked. “I don’t feel like I’m going to be caught at any second.”

  She was lucky that she could say that. I certainly couldn’t.

  “I promise to make it worth your while anyway,” I said, sliding a hand between her legs. She was warm and slippery and my fingers explored every crevice.

  She closed her eyes. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

  “I can tell,” I said.

  I watched her face as the pleasure became too much for her. She grabbed me, stroking me at the same speed I was touching her. I was so hard. I wanted to be inside of her.

  Her back arched and then she rolled over on top of me. I laid back and let her do all of the work. I held on to her hips as she rocked back and forth, mouth slightly agape. She picked up the pace, and her soft moans turned into shrieks of pleasure. I came instantly.

  We lay back on the bed, panting. We were both speechless.

  “I’m glad I met you,” I said after a few minutes. I meant it. I had never had a regular sex partner like this before.

  “Me, too,” she replied. “I should real
ly get going. I don’t want anyone to notice that I’m gone.”

  She gave me a peck on the lips as she left into the night. I flopped onto my bed and immediately fell asleep.

  Over the next few weeks, she came over a couple times a week. She’d show up late at night, we’d fuck like rabbits, and then she’d go home when we were finished. It was the perfect arrangement. She was down for anything, and it was fun. There was no commitment involved, whatsoever.

  One night as she got dressed, she asked if I wanted to go see a show in another town. She knew of a bar with some good music and promised that no one would recognize us from work.

  I agreed because she knew I liked music and I liked to spend time with her, even if she wasn’t naked in my apartment.

  On Saturday night, she picked me up a little after eight. She was wearing a tight black dress and heels. I felt underdressed in my standard jeans and fitted t-shirt.

  “Where did you tell your parents you were going?” I asked.

  “Out with friends,” she answered casually.

  “Where exactly are we going?”

  “There’s a college town about thirty minutes away from here. I want to show you one of my favorite bars.”

  “Do you go there often?”

  “Not so much any more. I don’t get out a lot these days. It’s hard when all of your friends have moved away from home.”

  I nodded, but I couldn’t relate. I was one of those people who moved as far away as possible.

  “It’s nice to have someone to hang out with,” she continued. “There aren’t a lot of people my age in town.”

  We spent the rest of the car ride talking about our favorite music. We actually had a lot of the same bands in common.

  We pulled up to a sketchy looking dive bar and she took my hand, leading me inside. This wasn’t a place that I imagined cute, little Dana going. She was full of surprises.

  “Can I buy you a drink?” I asked.

  “Just one,” she replied. “I have to drive us home, remember?”