by Crowne, KC
And it felt so amazing that my pussy spasmed around him, and I came almost instantly from that simple penetration.
I didn’t even know it was possible until that moment, as my nails dug into his back and I writhed underneath him, crying out his name.
I didn’t think we’d ever get to do this again.
And my body was thanking me for the chance.
Silas rolled his hips, burying himself deep inside me with a growl. “Damn, I needed that.”
I’d needed it too, but I couldn’t speak - the waves of pleasure were washing over me again and again.
“I needed you,” he groaned. “Fuck, Molly, you drive me so crazy.”
He pumped in and out of me, kissing down my neck, taking my nipples between his lips. He was playing with me, exploring me more than he had before. We’d already broken all the rules. I was pregnant, what was there to lose now?
And I could see it in his eyes; he thought he’d never see me again.
Yet there we were.
Silas rose up, leaning back against his thighs and giving me one hell of a view. His tight body, all those muscles moving in perfect rhythm as he made love to me. He grabbed my ass, hoisting me upward to get a better angle - thrusting in deep.
The way his gaze moved over my body…I knew the reason for the change in position was for him to look at me. My breasts bounced from the force of his movements, and I writhed underneath him, feeling like I could come again at any second.
“Come for me, baby,” he demanded of me.
Hearing his thunderous voice issue a demand like that sent me over the edge.
“Yes, yes,” I whimpered as my body began to flail underneath him.
He had a tight grip on my ass, holding me in place, never breaking his perfect rhythm as I did exactly what he asked me to do.
I collapsed onto the bed as the aftershocks moved through my body. He slipped his cock out of me, but I knew he wasn’t finished with me yet. And I was glad - I wanted to do this all night, if we could. I never wanted to stop.
“Ride me darlin’,” he said, rolling us both over.
I ground myself against his cock, my wetness coating him. I teased him, rubbing the tip of him against my opening. Hell, I was teasing us both, until my body couldn’t take it anymore - I needed him inside me.
And he needed it too, obviously. He grabbed my hips and pulled me down against him, his cock filling me up once more.
I bounced up and down on top of him, my breasts hopping with each movement. He took one of my breasts in his hand and brought my nipple to his lips. He sucked on it hard, and my eyes rolled back in my head from pleasure.
I was happy we weren’t at the ranch. We’d taken a risk the last time; someone could have heard us. I wasn’t even sure they hadn’t. But here, we could be as loud as we wanted, and that was for the best - because I couldn’t keep the screams inside this time.
“Silas, yes! It feels so good,” I screamed. I repeated his name. His groans added to the music we were making, and it was beautiful. And brought me to orgasm again. This time, I could tell Silas was struggling to not lose control. So I did him a favor.
“Come inside me,” I begged. “Please, Silas. Come inside of me.”
Being pregnant already meant I didn’t have to worry about the consequences. It was a freeing feeling for both of us, I imagined. Silas grabbed my hips and pulled me down onto him, impaling me with his manhood.
His cock throbbed and pulsed inside me, and the image of him filling me with his sweet, sticky cum was enough to bring me to orgasm again.
I collapsed on top of him, panting as my body continued to quiver from the aftershocks.
Silas pushed the stray hairs from my face and ran a fingertip along my jaw, lifting my face so he could stare into my eyes.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, kissing the tip of my nose. “I want to make this work between us, Molly. I want to be with you.”
My heart swelled, and for a second, I was ready to say yes - I was ready to jump all-in.
But reality hit me.
I rolled over and off him, and he turned toward me - wrapping his strong arms around me and holding me against him. His heart thudded in my ear, and suddenly, I was exhausted.
I wanted to sleep there, in his arms, and forget about everything for a little while.
My eyes closed on me, against my will, and I fell into the darkness of exhaustion. I was content, at least for the moment.
Everything else could wait until the morning.
Ooo000ooo
I stretched in bed, kicking my legs out, trying to get comfortable. I forgot where I was and why my bed was so hard at first, until my foot touched something.
No, not something. Someone.
My eyes peeled open, and I found Silas beside me. He was awake, his eyes open and turned toward me.
“Were you watching me while I slept?” I asked, a smile tugging at my lips.
“Would it be creepy if I said yes?”
“Maybe a little,” I teased. I couldn’t resist reaching out for him, and I ran my fingers down his bare, perfect chest. A shudder moved through my body as I remembered the night before. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t like it.”
“I can’t help it, you’re just so beautiful,” he said. “I can’t stop looking at you when you’re near me.”
I kissed his lips sweetly, unable to stop myself. As I pulled away, he took my face in his hands and pulled me back to him, kissing me deeply. His erection pressed against me, and I knew he wanted round two.
My body was sore from the night before, and my head was spinning. As I woke up, the reality of everything began to hit me.
We couldn’t be together. I belonged in New York City. He belonged here. Yes, we were having a child, and I wouldn’t deny him access to his son or daughter, but the two of us were from two separate worlds.
I pulled away from the kiss, but the look in Silas’s eyes almost drove me back.
“We need to talk,” I said.
“Can’t that wait?” He leaned close to me, nibbling my lower lip, and I shook in his arms.
“Oh God,” I whimpered, feeling like I might soak the sheets underneath us if he didn’t stop.
But he needed to stop. I couldn’t get too attached to him, and he shouldn’t get too attached to me either. I put a hand on his chest, and he stopped. His face turned serious.
“Alright, yes, we need to talk,” he said with a deep sigh. “I came over here to talk, but then I saw you and couldn’t control myself.”
“I couldn’t control myself either, obviously,” I said with a chuckle. “But we do need to buckle down and talk about what we’re going to do. We can’t keep this secret forever.”
His face turned solemn and he nodded. “You’re right. And I’ll tell you right now, Molly. I can’t lose you or this child. I need you both in my life.”
My heart felt like it was ripped from my chest. I wanted so badly to tell him he wouldn’t lose me, that we could be together, but I wasn’t realistic.
“I won’t keep your child from you, Silas. We can split custody and work something out, but I’m not sure you and I should be together.”
“I might have agreed before, but not now. Not with the baby. Not to mention, we’re pretty damn good together Molly. Give me one good reason.”
“I’ll give you more than one. The distance, for one. And the fact that I’m your son’s best friend. The age difference, the different life goals - everything.”
“I’m not gonna lose you, Molly,” he repeated. His hand moved to my belly, stroking it gently. “And I don’t want my child to grow up in New York City.”
I yanked myself away. “It’s not just your child we’re talking about. It’s my life too.”
“Yes, and we both know you’re barely making ends meet in New York. Think about all you could have here. I’d take care of you both, Molly. You’d never have to work a day in your life.”
“If you think I don’t want to wo
rk, that I don’t have career goals of my own outside of making money, then you don’t know me at all, Silas.”
My words seemed to cut him. He flinched as if I’d hit him. Raising himself from the bed, he stared down at me. I sat up and reached for my clothes, turning away from him. It was hard to think seriously when I was staring at his naked body.
“Well, then, we could work on your career here,” he countered.
I scoffed. “Yeah, I could design the latest trends in boots and spurs, I guess, but that’s not why I went to a fashion school. New York is where I need to be.”
“Is it, though? We have Dallas, Houston, Austin, and a number of other cities not too far from us - Las Vegas, hell, even Los Angeles is only a short flight away. You have options out here if you’d look for them.”
“Silas, please…you’re asking me to give up my entire life and move here. Do you realize how unfair that is?”
He was quiet, and I had to glance behind me to see if he was still there - even though I knew there was no way he’d have left.
“I don’t wanna lose you or the baby,” he repeated.
I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, giving myself a moment to think. “You won’t lose the baby, Silas. I won’t do what Christopher’s mother did to you - but I can’t uproot my life and move to the middle of fucking nowhere. I just can’t. I think we need some more time.”
“More time? For what?”
“To think this over,” I said, trying to keep my voice as calm as possible. “Obviously you’re still not listening to me, and I need you to listen. Until then, I think it’s best if you left.”
“You’re kickin’ me out?” he asked, stunned.
“I’m asking you to leave,” I said, standing up and putting on the rest of my clothes.
When I turned, Silas had also gotten dressed. He was muttering to himself, and I couldn’t understand his words. I didn’t even try.
I walked over to the door and opened it, staring right at Silas. “I need some space, Silas. I need to think about what’s best for me and the baby, and I need you to think about that too. We also need to think about Christopher, as we’ve already done enough damage to your relationship. I highly doubt us continuing to see each other would be good for that.”
Silas walked over to the door but stopped in front of me. He stared down at me with those brilliant hazel eyes and it made me weak in the knees. I held onto the door for balance and to keep myself standing straight and tall.
“Molly, please, just think about what I’ve said. Do you really think you can raise our baby in the city alone?”
He didn’t wait for an answer. He stepped out of the hotel room and left me alone. What I’d asked him to do.
But for some reason, I found myself wishing he’d stay.
I closed the door behind him, finding the strength to not call Silas back. Then I leaned against the closed door and let out the tears I’d been holding in for far too long.
Silas
“What do you think?” the realtor asked with a hopeful look on her face. “A storefront like this won’t last long. You want to open a store, Larimer Square is the place to do it.”
I had done my research. Larimer Square was the oldest shopping district in Houston. While it had gone through a period of hard times, it was now one of the trendiest shopping districts in town. Tourists came from all over to walk down the historic street with chef-owned restaurants, boutique stores from international designers, and more. It was the perfect place for a new boutique in Houston.
I just had to convince Molly of that fact.
“You won’t find space like this anywhere else. It’s just over a thousand square feet of storefront, with an office and restrooms in the back,” Laura, the realtor explained. Normally, I wouldn’t fall for sales tactics, but again, I’d done my research.
And I knew she spoke the truth.
I walked over to the large windows that overlooked the street. People milled about outside, shopping and eating and enjoying life. It wasn’t New York City, but it was a start. Expecting to open a storefront in New York without a huge investment was asking a lot. And there was so much risk as you were starting out and learning the ropes. As far as I knew, Molly didn’t have the business plan or anything locked down. This, too, was a risk, but it was a risk I was willing to take.
It was one I could afford easily, and if it would convince Molly to stay in Texas, it was worth every penny and more.
“I’ll take it,” I said nonchalantly.
“You will? Don’t even want to think about?” Laura asked.
“You said there were others lookin’, right?”
“There are. I have several appointments today.”
“Then I’ll take it.”
“You mean you’d like to put in an offer?”
“I’ll offer askin’ price. I see no reason they’d turn down the offer, do you?”
A smile spread across Laura’s face. She was likely thinking this was the easiest sale in her life - and perhaps she was right. I was eager to do anything to convince Molly to stay.
I knew nothing about the fashion world, but I’d already walked the street and checked out the other stores. I had an idea about how we could make this space Molly’s own. Well, Molly and Christopher’s since they wanted to start something together - but I wasn’t sure if that plan was the same anymore. And I knew Christopher would be hard pressed to return to Texas. So for now, this was for Molly. She’d get to decide what she wanted to do with it.
And I’d help her set it up, get it just the way she wanted.
I’d make her dreams come true and hope that she stayed by my side.
I went back to Laura’s office and signed the paperwork. I had more than enough money, so I told Laura I’d be paying it in cash - no need to deal with banks. She seemed even more surprised, giving me a look from head to toe along with an appreciative smile.
“What does a guy like you need a storefront for, if you don’t mind me asking?”
“It’s not for me,” I said.
“Your wife?” Her face fell.
I thought about correcting her. I didn’t know what Molly was to me yet. But she was having my baby, so she was mine. And I was determined to make her my wife.
“Yes, she’s a fashion designer. It’s about time she had her own space.”
“Well, she’s a very lucky woman,” Laura said, her voice tinged with something that sounded like jealousy.
“I hope she feels lucky.”
“I can’t imagine she wouldn’t appreciate a gift like this,” Laura said, typing away at her computer, drafting the contract.
Yeah, well, you don’t know Molly, I thought. She thought she couldn’t live her dream out here. But if I could show her this place, if I could bring her out here and let her imagine her very own storefront, I had a chance at keeping her.
“Can I bring her by at some point?”
“Sure, just give me a call and we can set something up.”
I was already reaching for my phone. I had to act fast, convince Molly it was worth staying here before she went back to the city.
I called her while Laura continued working out the details of the sale.
“Molly? I have something to show you. Can you come to Houston?”
Ooo000ooo
“What is this?” Molly asked as we walked down the street toward the storefront. “If you’re trying to convince me I could open a shop here…”
She stopped speaking as we rounded the corner and her storefront came into view. I’d had Laura put a sign out front - something I scribbled together quickly - that said, “Molly’s Boutique.”
Molly’s eyes were wide, and she lifted her hands to her mouth, covering her face. “Silas, what did you do?”
She rushed to the doorway, which was locked. I had the key, so I opened the door. Molly stepped inside and began turning circles, trying to take it all in.
“I know it’s not much right now, but imagine this…” I wal
ked over to one wall. “Dressing rooms lining this wall, with plenty of room for your racks of clothing on the floor. And look at those big windows. And all the people walking down the street who would see your designs that would stop and shop.”
Molly walked over to the window. She hadn’t said a word since we stepped inside. I had no way of telling what she was thinking, and it was driving me crazy.
She turned back around, taking the space in. “I can’t believe it’s so big.”
I stifled the urge to make a dirty joke. I was, after all, the older one here.
“Like, I can’t even imagine what a space like this would cost you in Manhattan. Or anywhere in the city for that matter.”
“Probably millions,” I commented. “Actually, yes, around that. I’ve already looked into it to compare.”
“And all the people walking by, wow,” she said, turning to look out the window again. “I’ll be honest, I’d never been to Houston. I had no idea it had shopping like this here.”
“This is a historic neighborhood too. Lots of tourists. You can probably pull in some high-end clientele, if that’s your thing,” I said with a shrug. “To be honest, I don’t really know what you’re looking to do.”
She chuckled. “I can’t say I do either because I never imagined it was actually going to happen.” Something shifted on her face, as if suddenly it occurred to her what this would mean. “But I can’t accept this, Silas.”
“Why? Because it’s Texas? Think about it, you have to start somewhere, and starting in Manhattan really isn’t practical.”
“It’s not that,” she said, tears welling in her beautiful eyes. “I can’t accept this from you. It’s far too generous.”
“Molly,” I said, walking toward her. I expected her to move away, but she didn’t. I walked right up to her and took her sweet face in my hands, turning it upward to look at me. God, she was so beautiful, I nearly lost my train of thought. “I’m willin’ to do anything for you and our child. Absolutely anything. If it keeps you here, I’d buy you the moon. You say the word, and it’s yours. This place is already yours, but if you like another space better, I’ll buy that too.”