by Loni Ree
“Calm down, Fiona. Is something wrong with Charlie? Do you need an ambulance?” As I’m asking the questions, a call comes through from the security company watching her house, but I don’t want to click over to answer. Her sobs are so loud; I can’t understand her words. I’m just about to call nine-one-one when Margo rushes in with a cellphone.
She signals for me to take the call. “It’s her security.” I hand Margo my phone with Fiona and take the call. Margo continues talking to Fiona, trying to help calm her. The security guard explains the situation, and I’m so fucking pissed I want to kill someone. Those idiots don’t know who the fuck they’re taking on.
While I rush to Fiona’s to take care of her, I have Margo arrange a meeting with Dominic. I want to take the idiots squared down completely. I convince Fiona to pack some things and come to my house with Charlie since the idiots can’t get anywhere near them in my gated community. After I have the two of them settled in their rooms, my mom offers to stay with Fiona while I meet with Dominic to find out what we’re facing.
He meets me at my office, and I can tell by the look on his face that I’m not going to like what he has to say. “Basically, they’re suing for full custody of the baby. Saying, as a married couple, they would be better suited to take care of him. They really want money from you.” He shakes his head, and the top of my head feels like it’s going to explode.
“That fucking asshole doesn’t want his son. He sent a sleaze-ball to the hospital to threaten Fiona not to name him on the birth certificate,” I remind Dominic.
“That’s not how they’re describing things. They’re saying you and Fiona are trying to steal Dan’s baby from him. Giving a sob story. Their lawyer is going to the media soon. It’s going to be a shit show,” Dominic warns. My lawyer is usually unflappable, but right now he looks worried, and I realize this is going to get messy.
“The two idiots don’t know how much of a shit show. I happen to be real good friends with Dale Mitchell’s corporate sponsor. As of tomorrow morning, his racing team is going to be without a sponsor, and Yardley Yule is going to find that YouTube sponsors don’t like home wreckers.”
Dominic’s eyes widen as he whistles. “You already arranged all that?”
I shrug and hold up my phone. “A couple of text messages. Now, let’s wait for this shit show to happen.”
The next morning, Dominic calls and informs me that Wallis Guthrie is hosting a nine a.m. news conference. After arranging for Dominic to come here, I call Karl and ask for favors. Thorne Industries is going to announce their sponsorship cancellation at an eight fifty-five a.m. news conference. Then the YouTube sponsors will make their announcements at the same time. The idiots squared are going to feel some serious financial pain when I’m finished with them.
I’m in my home office with Fiona sitting next to me, and Dominic and my mom on the sofa, when the news conference starts. Before we watch it, I assure Fiona, “Don’t worry. We will take care of the idiots.”
The conference starts with the little weasel, Wallis Guthrie, giving the sob story of me and Fiona trying to steal baby Charlie from his loving father, Dan. As the conference goes on, my blood pressure rises. Finally, a reporter stands and asks the question I’ve been waiting on. “Mr. Mitchell, what are your plans now that your corporate sponsor, Thorne Industries, has withdrawn their sponsorship of your racing team, and what are Ms. Yule’s plans now that she has lost all of her sponsors as well?”
Watching all the color drain from the bastard’s face brings my blood pressure back to normal. The asshole sputters and tries to act unconcerned, “I don’t know where you got your information, but it’s completely wrong.”
“Actually, I have a recording of the live broadcast from Thorne Industries’ news conference, and from YouTube’s announcement, both this morning. They made their announcement a few minutes before your new conference began,” the reporter smugly points out to the sweating race car driver. Before he can play the news conference footage, the idiots squared bolt from the room with their bewildered lawyer rushing after them.
Fiona looks up at me with shocked eyes and sputters, “You arranged that?”
I give her a quick kiss on her plump lips then admit, “It didn’t take much. Your ex is an asshole. He was on probation already. Karl Thorne was just looking for a reason to pull his money. When I told him about this stunt, he was relieved to have a legitimate excuse to drop him. Now, Danny boy is going to find, if he ever wants to sit behind the wheel of a race car again, he’s going to drop this custody case and go away quietly. Otherwise, no one, and I mean not even the janitor at the dirt track, will talk to him after Karl Thorne whispers in their ear. The same goes for the other idiot. She won’t be able to get anyone to post her videos.”
Dominic’s phone buzzes in his pocket, and he steps out into the hall to take the call. After a few minutes, he returns with a smug look on his face. “Wallis Guthrie wants me to meet him in an hour. I’ll keep you updated.” Mom walks him to the door while I turn to Fiona.
“Don’t worry, those idiots won’t ever get anywhere near our boy. I promise you.” She wraps her arms around my waist and holds me tight as I’m reassuring her. I have to force myself not to whisper, “I love you,” to her. I’ve been in love with Fiona since the first moment I saw her, but I need to wait until our situation is under control before I tell her how I feel.
Mom forces Fiona to stay busy to keep her mind off of the meeting happening at Dominic’s office. A couple of hours later, I’m starting to get anxious when Dominic texts me and announces that he’s at my gate with information for us. I walk out to the car to meet him since I don’t want Fiona to find out about it unless it’s good news.
His car has hardly stopped before I pull the door open and demand answers. “Well, what did the little weasel want?”
“Damn, man. At least let me put the car in park.” Dominic grabs his briefcase and gets out of the car. When I don’t move out of his way, he sighs and continues, “He had an offer. I have the paperwork in my briefcase for Fiona to sign. It’s a Relinquishment of Parental Rights signed by Dan. All you have to do is call off your friends, and they will state publicly that you are the father, not Dan.”
“The only way Karl is going to agree to take Dan back is with several stipulations on conduct. I won’t get in the middle of that situation. It’ll be up to Danny Boy to stay in line.” I agree to the offer and go inside to make the calls.
After I make the necessary calls, Dominic explains the legal situation to Fiona. She almost breaks down from relief when she realizes Dan Mitchell has been removed from her life permanently. Marrying her quickly is the first thought that runs through my mind once Dominic has her sign the paperwork that severs all ties with that idiot, but logically, I know she needs more time before I spring my plans on her.
She pisses me the fuck off when she insists on going back to her house. Her reasoning makes sense, but it still makes me unhappy. I’ve given her plenty of time. Now that the idiots squared are out of our lives, I’m going to start the real campaign to win my girl. She has a month left of maternity leave, and I want her married to me and staying home with our two boys by the time that leave is up.
My goal is clear. Now, it’s time for me to get the girl.
Chapter Five
Fiona
May and Cole are coming over to spend the night with Charlie tonight so Henry can take me out for our first real date. The last two days, I’ve been trying to get things settled around my house. Henry got called into emergency meetings the last two days. I haven’t seen him or the rest of the family during that time, and I’m feeling pretty lonely. We’ve had plenty of family dinners and nights out with all of us, but this will be our first night out alone. My nerves are eating me alive, and I’ve changed clothes a hundred times and packed and re-packed my suitcase dozens of time. Finally, when it’s time for Henry, May, and Cole to arrive, I take a deep breath and attempt to control the butterflies in my stomach.
May comes rushing in the door a few minutes later looking for Charlie. “Where is my little guy?” I point to him lying on a playmat in the middle of the living room, and she rushes over to pick him up. “Look at you. You’ve grown in the last two days.” She kisses his little face and hugs him close.
While May is loving on Charlie, Cole comes over and gives me a hug and kiss. “I missed you, Ms. Fiona.” When he wraps his little arms around my neck and holds tight, I realize how much I’ve missed him, too. Two days is way too long to go without seeing my family.
Henry comes in last, carrying two suitcases, and I have to laugh. “Are they moving in?”
He rolls his eyes and looks over at his mom. “You’d think so with the way she packs.”
“Henry Grayson, put our suitcases in our room and take your girl out,” May scolds, and I laugh even harder.
After kissing the kids and May goodbye, and giving a hundred instructions, we walk out to Henry’s truck, and he helps me up into the huge vehicle. He pulls onto the main road, and I beg for information. “Are you going to give me a little hint where you’re taking me?”
He looks over at me and laughs. “You’ll find out in a few minutes.” Then he takes my hand and kisses the back of my knuckles. As I stare out the window, trying to figure out where we could be going, he places my hand on his hard thigh. The temperature in the truck starts to rise from the sexual tension. We arrive downtown, and I’m hoping our destination is close when he turns into the parking garage for the ice arena.
“Hockey?” I turn to look at him, and he shrugs.
“Don’t worry, I plan to keep you warm if you get cold and occupied if you get bored. My friend, Beefcake, is playing in the game tonight. I thought you might enjoy a game in my company’s corporate suite. Then we have a suite booked at the hotel attached to the arena after the game.” His plans sound exciting, and I reach over the center console and kiss his cheek. When he turns his head to take my lips, the kiss turns heated quickly. He threads his hands through my hair and slips his tongue into my mouth.
He groans and pulls back. “Fuck, baby, I’m going to need a few minutes before I can walk in there, or everyone is going to know how much I want to fuck you right now.” I look down and realize he’s telling the truth. There’s a large bulge tenting the front of his jeans that will be obvious to everyone. “Sit over on your side and don’t even let me hear you breathe. Even that turns me the fuck on right now.”
“Do you want me to stand outside the truck and wait for you?” I offer, but he spins around in his seat and looks appalled.
“Hell no. You keep your little ass right there.” Then he turns and lays his head back against the headrest for a few minutes. After he’s got himself under control, he gets out of the truck and comes around to my side to help me out. I notice his not so little problem has gone down.
“How many people are using your corporate suite for this game?” I have to ask.
“Two, just you and me.” He takes my hand and rushes for the elevator at the end of the hall. When a security guard asks for identification, Henry shows a digital card, and we are whisked into the elevator. At the top floor, we step off into the most gorgeous room. Cream colored sofas line both walls, with a bar and barstools set up in the middle of the window to look out over the entire arena. An outdoor seating area is attached for closer viewing of the action.
“Wow,” I can’t help but gasp as I look around the spacious room. “We have this all to ourselves?” Henry smiles and kisses the tip of my nose, then I continue my exploration. Off to the side of the entrance is a small, beautifully appointed bathroom, and past that is a small kitchen with enough food to serve several people set-up on the breakfast bar that faces the living room.
“We do. No one will disturb us.” Then Henry takes my hand, and we sit together at the bar and watch as the game begins. He shows me his friend and explains the basics of hockey. The entire time, he sits close and places an arm across the back of my stool. It’s almost impossible to concentrate on the lesson with his finger running up and down my arm. When I’ve had enough of the torture, I decide to return the favor and put my hand on the top of his hard thigh. After allowing my pinky finger to graze his stiffening bulge a few times, he shifts on his stool. The finger running up and down my arm suddenly digs into my flesh. “Time for a bathroom break,” he growls and drags me to the back of the suite. After pulling me into the small bathroom, he shuts us inside. “I’ve taken all the torture one man can take. I refuse to fuck you for the first time in a bathroom, but I need to take the edge off now.” I offer no resistance as he starts tearing at my clothes.
The next thing I know, my jeans and panties are in a pile on the floor with my shoes, and I’m sitting on the cold counter with my legs spread. As Henry kneels between my legs, he looks up and winks. “I want you to educate me, Ms. Pierce. I want to learn everything that makes you scream. I’ve imagined this moment many times, lately. Let me know if I’ve learned anything from my wicked imagination.” Then he licks my pussy, and my head falls back against the mirror. I’m surprised and happy the glass doesn’t break from the impact. His tongue explores my clit, and he slowly works two fingers into my tight center and curls them. When he massages my walls while sucking hard on my clit, the first orgasm I’ve had in a long time crashes through me, and I scream his name.
Henry lightly sucks my clit and thrusts his fingers until the spasms stop, then he stands and kisses me. “I’m over this game. Let’s go to the hotel and finish my education.”
I nod before agreeing, “I love the style of education you’ve chosen. You’re a model student, and educating you is a pleasure.” Henry throws his head back and laughs when I wiggle my eyebrows at him, then helps me get my jeans and shoes back on.
The guard looks at us a little funny when we leave less than an hour after arriving, but Henry glares at him and he quickly looks away. We go straight to the hotel suite, and yet again, I’m impressed with the beauty. The living room is ultra-modern, with floor to ceiling windows overlooking the entire downtown. I hardly notice the opulent leather furniture as I stare at the view.
Henry takes our bags to the bedroom then comes back to meet me in the living room. When I look in his eyes, the heat I see shining back at me almost burns me from across the room as he starts unbuttoning his shirt. While slowly advancing toward me, he tosses his shirt on the gray leather sofa and unbuttons his jeans, causing my heart to beat out of control. The unzipping of his jeans causes me to jump, then his huge cock comes into view and my mouth drops open. Holy hell. That isn’t going to work.
“Baby, it’s only going to work if you take your clothes off, too.” When Henry smirks, I realize I vocalized my thoughts out loud. Deciding it’s time to catch up, I reach for my shirt then pause. After giving birth, my body is a little droopier, and suddenly, doubt strikes me. I bite my lip, and my indecision causes Henry to growl, “I need to see your gorgeous fucking body now before I go insane.”
I’m reassured by his impatient demand, and I slip my shirt over my head while he hungrily watches my every move. The look in Henry’s eyes goes feral as he stares at my lace covered breasts. When I pull down my jeans and underwear, his fierce growl echoes around the room. I reach around to unhook my bra, but he stalks over to me and stops my hands.
“Let me.” The brush of his warm fingers sends electricity through my body from the light touch of his skin against mine, while he slowly unfastens my bra and lets it fall to the floor. Before he can reach for my aching breasts, I touch his hand and shyly murmur, “I may leak if you touch them.”
As he lifts my chin, he smiles down at me before placing a light kiss on the tip of my nose. “It doesn’t bother me at all, but I won’t do anything that makes you uncomfortable.” Then he runs his warm hands up and down my back and sides without ever touching my breasts. All the nerves in my body are so sensitized, I nearly come from his touch alone. I reach between us and wrap my hand around his huge cock. On the sec
ond stroke from my hand, he wraps his larger palm over mine and groans. “Baby, I have no control left. I don’t want to come in your hand.”
I give the head another tight squeeze while whispering, “Then fuck me.”
Henry doesn’t need any more encouragement. After wrapping his large hand tightly under my ass, he lifts me against his chest. I automatically wrap my legs around his muscular waist, and he carries me to the bedroom. He runs his warm tongue up the side of my neck then lightly nips my earlobe, and I’m out of my mind with desire by the time he lays me on the silky sheets and leans over me. His huge cock leaves a trail of wetness as it rubs against my thigh, and we moan together. When he fumbles for a condom on the nightstand, I grab his hand and bite my lip.
“I’m on the pill and clean, and you’ve never done this, so if you want to skip that…” I look at the condom between his fingers and raise my eyebrows. Henry grins before tossing it over his shoulder.
Henry kisses me as he reaches between us for his dick. After lining his wet tip up with my opening, he slowly thrusts into my wet center, and I tear my mouth away to cry out, causing him to immediately go completely still. He looks down at me with his eyes drawn together. “Am I hurting you?” The shock of pleasure from his first thrust caused me to cry out, but now I have the overwhelming need for him to move.
“No, don’t stop. God, it feels good.” After my assurance, he leans down and nips at the side of my throat as he begins to power into me. Just like earlier, my climax approaches quickly. When I fly apart, my inner muscles tighten around his cock, causing him to groan fiercely. Henry throws his head back and shudders as his warm cum fills my pussy and runs down my ass crack.
Chapter Six
Henry