Baby Makes Three: A Brother's Best Friend's Secret Baby Romance

by Nicole Elliot

  My already erratic heartbeat went haywire. “Thank you, Anderson.”

  “Actually, you look amazing in anything. Period.”

  We entered the elevator and stopped next to each other, our closeness making my skin burn.

  “Aww, you flatter me now, Anderson.”

  He pressed the button for the seventeenth floor. “Absolutely not. You’ve grown into a beautiful woman, Joanna.”

  I bit my lip. “Who would’ve thought a toothpick would turn into this, huh?”

  His incredibly warm eyes held mine, making me forget whatever was on my mind. “Yeah. Who would’ve thought?”

  “Are you this charming with all those ladies out there? If you are, I can understand now why all girls liked to stick to you in high school.”

  His smirk turned into a full smile. “Believe me, honey, I save my charm only for the special ones.” He winked, which brought a blush to my cheeks.

  Indeed, Anderson knew how to use his charm to get what he wanted, and right now it worked perfectly because my hands itched to touch him and see what he packed beneath his suit.

  By the time we reached his place, my whole body was tingling, and I was very aware of his presence next to me. He led me into his apartment, which was bigger and fancier than any apartment I had ever seen. It gave Tobias’s mansion a run for its money.

  He gave me a small tour of his place before he ushered me into his office, and I had to give it to whoever designed this place. It looked like it came straight from those interior design catalogues.

  “Nice place,” I remarked when I stopped next to his desk, watching him take some papers from the file cabinet. So we were going to check over the numbers after all. I fidgeted with my hands, unsure whether I should be relieved or disappointed.

  “Yeah. That designer definitely knows how to do her job.”

  “Oh, so you hired a designer?”

  “Yes. Why don’t you take a seat?” he motioned at the chair in front of me and placed the folder with papers on the desk.

  “Sure.”

  I sat down and went through the papers, noticing him move out of the corner of my eye. He came behind me and leaned over me, supporting himself against the desk as he studied the papers.

  His cologne reached my nostrils, the perfect scent stirring something deep inside of me, and I wasn’t able to focus on the text. Right now, all I could think about was how close he was—too close—his face almost next to mine.

  “I’m having trouble with this paragraph,” he muttered.

  “Which one?” I turned my head to look at him and froze when I found his eyes already on me.

  “This one.”

  His lips landed on mine before I could process what was happening, leaving me gasping for air. The surprise wore off the next moment, and I responded to him with hunger stronger than anything I’d experienced before. I snaked my arms around his neck, moaning into his mouth when he pulled me up and slid his hands down to my ass. He cupped it and pressed me against him, letting me feel his arousal.

  “I can’t stay away from you,” he muttered into my lips, caressing my backside delicately. “I tried, and I’m sure Tobias is going to kill me, but I can’t resist it. I can’t resist you.”

  Our lips met again, and my pussy throbbed with desire. I needed him, and right now I couldn’t care less about Tobias.

  “Then don’t try to resist it. Tobias doesn’t control our lives, Anderson. We’re adults and we can do whatever we want.”

  His lips quirked up. “You’re absolutely right.”

  His gaze fell on my lips before he pulled my lower lip into his mouth and licked it. “You taste amazing. I wonder if your pussy tastes this good as well.”

  A gasp escaped my lips, followed by a long moan when his lips left a trail of open-mouthed kisses along my jaw. They descended to my neck as his hands worked on the zipper of my dress, and I writhed against him in pleasure. My thong was already soaked from my juices, much to my dismay.

  He helped me get out of my dress, his heated gaze roaming all over my almost-naked body. “You’re so sexy, Joanna. I couldn’t stop thinking about you since the moment you spilled that coffee on me.”

  I worked on the buttons of his shirt, wishing my fingers weren’t trembling this much. “You have no idea.”

  “Here. Let me do that.” He unbuttoned his shirt for me and shrugged it off, throwing it over my dress on the floor.

  The butterflies in my stomach doubled when my eyes landed on his perfectly sculpted pecs and abs. I trailed my fingers down his chest, enjoying the rigidness of his muscles.

  “You make me so hard when you look at me like that, Joanna,” he whispered.

  He lowered his head and kissed my nipple over my bra, rubbing my other nub with his hand. I arched my back, burning under his lips, even though it wasn’t even a direct contact. As if he read my mind, he moved the material to the side and latched onto my hard bud, applying the right pressure with his mouth and tongue.

  “Anderson… That… That feels so good.”

  His mouth switched to my other nipple, sucking it into his mouth as his hand found its way into my thong.

  “Ah… Yes…”

  His fingers moved through my swollen folds, and my pussy began throbbing. “You’re already so wet for me.”

  He kissed me, drinking in my moans as his fingers continued their sweet assault on my clit. I was getting wetter with each stroke of his fingers, my legs trembling, and I had to hold onto his shoulders if I didn’t want to fall. He backed me to his desk and pushed the papers away before he brought me onto the hard surface, making me lie down. He slid my heels off my toes and left them next to the heap of our clothes.

  “I need to taste you.”

  Moving my thong aside, he brought his head to my mound. His tongue slid over my clit and puffy lips, creating the most delicious pleasure, and soon enough, I was lost. I grabbed his head, pressing against him as he played with my sensitive flesh, overwhelmed with powerful sensations…

  “Yes, Anderson. That’s it… It feels amazing…”

  I curled my toes, holding onto the edge of the desk behind me when he lowered his mouth and thrust his tongue right into my pussy.

  “Anderson!”

  Rocking my hips, I let a scream out, so close to orgasming. It felt too good! He thrust his long tongue into my mound repeatedly, building a pressure in me that was seconds away from reaching its highest point.

  “I’m going to come… Please, don’t stop… Ah!”

  He pushed his tongue into me right when my orgasm started, which only made it stronger, and the flashes of white appeared in front of my eyes. I was in bliss, my whole body hot and heavy as the waves and waves of pleasure coursed through me.

  “You taste as amazing and I expected,” he said in a husky voice and stepped away to lower his pants and boxers, revealing a huge hard-on. He grabbed a condom from his wallet and put it on, coming in between my legs before he placed them around his waist.

  “Oh, so you were prepared?” I asked him with a playful smile on my face, referring to the condom in his wallet.

  “A man can hope.” He took off my bra, leaving me in my thong and necklace only, and ran his hand through my curls. “You’re beautiful, Joanna. And now I finally get to be inside of you.”

  He rubbed my clit with the tip of his dick, sending new tremors through me before he probed my entrance. I was so wet that he slid inside of me easily, filling me at once.

  “Oh! Anderson!”

  He cupped my breasts and slid out of me almost completely before he thrust right back into me, and it felt better than anything I had ever experienced before.

  “You’re so tight. So tight and hot.”

  I tightened my legs around his waist and pulled him closer, sending him even deeper into my pulsating mound. He started moving fast, creating ripples of pleasure that grew stronger with each hard thrust, which sent me close to another climax.

  “Harder!”

  His li
ps formed a smirk, his eyes searing into me. “So you want harder, huh? Like this?”

  He brought my hips up, entering me at a new angle that allowed a deeper penetration, and continued drilling me. I couldn’t stop screaming, my heart pounding too fast when my pleasure reached its peak and I fell apart into thousand pieces.

  “Ah! Yes!”

  “Yes. Squeeze my cock. You’re so good.”

  He was slamming into me through my orgasm, prolonging it, and I was overcome with pure ecstasy.

  “How does this feel? Better, hm? You like me fucking you like this, beautiful?”

  “Oh yes.”

  He brought his lips to mine, our tongues crashing against each other as he picked up his pace one more time before I felt him tense.

  “Joanna!” He dug his fingers into my hips and started emptying himself into me, filling me to the brim.

  None of us said anything for a while as we tried catching our breath, our eyes fixed on each other in afterglow. He removed a strand of my hair from my sweaty forehead, his fingers moving gently over my skin.

  “So I guess that the numbers are good?” he asked me with a naughty gleam in his eyes.

  “Even better, but you know, I think I have to check them once more. Just in case.”

  He smiled at me devilishly. “You know what, Joanna? That’s exactly what I’ve had in mind. We should go over the numbers again.” He winked at me. “Just in case.”

  CHAPTER 7

  Anderson

  I’d been in a particularly good mood all morning, and even had a spring in my step as I headed to work. However, it all came to a screeching halt when I made it to the office and noticed my office door was wide open. I stepped inside, turned on the light, and froze right in my tracks at the sight of Tobias. Apparently, he had been sitting in the dark waiting for me. And judging from the way he was lounged back in the chair opposite of my desk with his eyes closed, he had been waiting there for a while.

  Noticing my presence, he sat up, opened his eyes, and fixed his gaze pointedly at me. The seconds in which we simply stared at each other lasted for what felt like an eternity.

  Slowly, Tobias stood from the chair, his eyes narrowed at me. “Well?” he said. “You got something to tell me?”

  I swallowed, my mind spinning as I remained frozen on the spot.

  Had Joanna actually told him, and if so, why? Why on earth would she tell her crazy brother about our night together? Didn’t she know how dangerous that would be for the both of us?

  With shaky hands, I set down my briefcase and cleared my throat, trying to think of what to say, but I had no idea how to explain myself. I knew that sleeping with Joanna was wrong, but in the heat of the moment, I hadn’t been able to stop myself. It was unfortunate that my desire for her had completely clouded my ability to visualize what would happen when Tobias found out; had I possessed such foresight, I wouldn’t have landed in such a predicament, and I wouldn’t have been standing there, shaking in my shoes. “Tobias, I can explain,” I said, outright lying.

  “I’m not interested in explanations. I just want you to tell me the damned numbers have been sorted out.”

  I paused. “The numbers…” I said.

  “Yes,” Tobias said, agitated. “I was asleep before Joanna even came back last night, so I know she was out late with you. I figured you guys must have finished up. Please tell me you finished. We don’t have time to drag this out anymore, man.”

  I rubbed the back of my head and let out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding.

  The numbers. Tobias still thought Joanna and I had been working on the project.

  He didn’t know…

  Relief almost made me want to laugh, but I held my composure. “Well,” I said, “Joanna is smart enough to figure it out eventually. Just give us a little longer and we’ll get it done, I swear.”

  “Fuck. You honestly mean to tell me that in all that time, you guys still aren’t finished?”

  I shrugged my shoulders. “Well, you know how your sister gets. She’s a perfectionist. She wants to make sure everything is just right.”

  “Yeah, well we don’t have enough time for her anal-retentive ways right now,” Tobias said.

  “Hey, be easy on her. She’s new here, remember?”

  Tobias raised his eyebrows, making me worry that he’d heard something foretelling in my voice. I averted my gaze, picked up my briefcase, and headed to my desk.

  “Be easy on her?” Tobias said and then suddenly laughed. “Boy, how times have changed. I used to have to tell you that all the time when she was a kid. Now, all of a sudden, you’re the one with all the patience.”

  I forced a laugh. “Whatever, man,” I said, still not meeting his gaze. “What are you doing in my office, anyway?”

  Tobias stretched. “Hiding out and trying to take a nap,” he said, stifling a yawn. “Nobody ever seems to come in here and bother you, huh?”

  “No one except you.”

  He laughed. “Well, I guess I need to officially get some work done. See you in a bit.”

  “Yep,” I said, settling down behind my desk.

  I watched as Tobias left my office and closed the door behind him. Despite him still not knowing what had transpired between me and his sister, I still felt shaken. One of the things that had always made Tobias feel like the brother I never had was the fact that we’d always been so comfortable with each other. Yet now, considering how I felt about his sister, I worried that comfort had been irreparably compromised.

  An old memory began to resurface from when he and I were in high school. Although Joanna had been such a nerd as a kid, she had still been pretty in her own way; I simply hadn’t been able to see it back then. Nevertheless, other boys did.

  Other boys like Tony Bass, for instance.

  I recalled one day when Tobias and I had been walking through the school cafeteria during our lunch hour, and accidentally heard Tony Bass talking to a group of his friends.

  “But what is she—a freshman?” a friend of his had asked.

  “She won’t be for long,” Tony had responded.

  “What’s her name again?”

  “Joanna Gentry. She might be small and kind of awkward, but that’s all right. Just wait until I’m done with her,” Tony had said with laughed. “I’m thinking about asking her to homecoming and helping her come out of her shell, if you know what I mean. She’s actually kind of hot, when you see her without her glasses.”

  “Maybe you have a point there. Besides, you know what they say about the quiet girls…” his friend had said, his voice trailing off suggestively, causing Tony and the rest of the group to burst out laughing.

  Tobias, on the other hand, hadn’t found it at all funny. I imagined he must have started seeing red. Before I knew it, and before I could stop him, Tobias had made a beeline straight for Tony, slapping him hard across the back of his head.

  “Hey!” Tony had yelled, leaping up from his seat.

  “I don’t know who the hell you think you are, but don’t you ever let me hear you talking about my sister like that again.”

  “Man, calm down! I didn’t do anything to your sister!”

  “And you better not, or I swear, I will end you. Got it?”

  “Whatever!” Tony had said, and then turned his back on Tobias.

  “All right, come on,” I’d said, gripping Tobias’ shoulder and steering him away until we found our own table to occupy. Tobias had kept glaring at Tony the whole time though.

  “Relax, man. Let it go,” I’d urged him.

  But Tobias had rubbed his head as if he had a headache. “I just can’t believe he said that. Joanna is only fourteen years old, and hell—she looks like she’s twelve! What are guys doing even looking at her that way?”

  “Beats me,” I’d said in return, also unable to fathom how a guy like Tony could be attracted to her. “I guess it’s bound to happen eventually though. You aren’t going to be able to fight guys away from her forever.” />
  “You wanna bet?” Tobias had responded. “I swear, I’ll kill anyone who touches her.”

  “Don’t be so dramatic,” I had said, biting into my ham sandwich.

  Looking back on it now though, I realized Tobias wasn’t just being dramatic. He probably would kill anyone who touched his sister—including me.

  I shuddered, feeling profoundly disappointed with myself for winding up in such a predicament when I had clearly known better. It was no secret that I was a sucker for a pretty face, but I had never anticipated one getting me into so much trouble.

  Yet I knew that after the previous night, it was going to be impossible to keep Joanna out of my head. I kept recalling the feel and scent of her skin, stirring feelings of desire within me so strong that I could hardly stand it.

  Which begged the question, how the hell was I going to be able to keep facing Tobias?

  Although he had always been protective of Joanna, ever since her return to Chicago he seemed to be even more protective than usual. He had practically been catering to her from the moment she arrived. It was like he was extra-focused on her well-being for some reason.

  As I sat there thinking about it, I contemplated whether it would be wise of me to bring this up to him, to ask if there was any particular reason he was being so overly attentive to her. It may not have been my place, but I wanted to point out to him that she was no longer his baby sister; she was a grown woman, fully capable of looking out for herself. She didn’t need to be coddled. And after last night, I got the feeling she wasn’t fond of being coddled by him in the first place…

  Yet I knew it simply wasn’t my place to say any of this to him.

  I tried putting myself in Tobias’s shoes, wondering if I had a sister, whether I would be just as protective. How would I feel if I thought a man was disrespecting her? Would I ever feel that anyone was good enough for her?

  Most importantly, what would I think if someone I’d grown up with, trusted, and considered a brother had suddenly developed an inappropriate interest in her? Would I be happy that she was with someone I trusted, or would I feel betrayed?

  I sighed, knowing I couldn’t fathom the answers to those questions because I simply had never been in such a position before. It was impossible for me to know how I would feel under those circumstances.