Blackmailed (Their Sins #1.5)

by A. Gorman

  “What? I’m just being polite.” I frown.

  “Got ya!” She laughs.

  “I’ll get you.” I take her in my arms. “I think we need to forget fishing or hiking for the night. I think something else has come up,” I say lustfully.

  “Sounds good to me. Let’s hurry. I want to enjoy this.” She grabs a few bags and starts heading toward the cabin, leaving me behind to catch up.

  I unlock the door, and we carry the bags in and shut the door. Jesse is on me before I can even say a word. Forget the foreplay. She is all business. Fumbling with the button on my shorts, she finally gets them undone. They fall down my leg.

  I have no idea where the bedroom is, but it seems like she doesn’t even care. She is rubbing my erection through my boxers. She unties the strings on her dress with her other hand. When if falls off, she is completely nude.

  I take a sharp breath. “Did you forget to put something on?”

  “No. I was going to seduce you tonight if you didn’t come on to me first.”

  “Ah. I see. Well, let’s not keep you waiting.” I push my boxers down and she jumps in my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist. “I need to find the condoms.”

  “I have one in my purse if you can’t find yours.”

  “Your purse might be a better option.”

  “Okay.” She untightens her legs from around my waist and I allow her to drop down. She finds her purse and pulls out a condom. The package isn’t in the best shape, but it looks like it’s still intact.

  “I’m on the pill too, just so you know.”

  I feel a little better about using this condom.

  “Well, let’s find this bedroom.” I pick her up and carry her.

  For being a fishing cabin, the master bedroom is pretty amazing. I lay Jesse on the bed and scoot up to the center. I take the condom and roll it on my cock after stroking it hard.

  As I crawl onto the bed, I look up and see Jesse rubbing herself. Her pleasing herself is so sexy, and it’s turning me on even more. She looks at me with seduction in her eyes and pleasure on her face.

  “I was making sure I was ready for you.”

  “I’m not going to last long because that little show keyed me up. After this time, I will. I’ll go find the box of condoms and then we can take things much slower the rest of the weekend.”

  “Sounds good.” She smirks.

  I didn’t even check to see if she was ready for me. I line myself up and plunge into her wet center. Wow. The tightness has me building my release faster than I ever have before.

  “I hope you’re close to coming. A few more pumps and I’m coming into your pussy.” I pant.

  “Yes, I’m almost there, don’t stop. Faster. Harder!”

  I give her what she asks for and, moments later, we are both yelling out.

  That was pretty satisfying, but it didn’t give me the body tingles and high I used to get from Alexis. As I pull out from her wetness, I notice the condom is ripped a little at the top. I’m sure we’re okay, especially since she’s on the pill, so I won’t say anything.

  I go to the bathroom that is attached to the bedroom to dispose of the condom. I also look for washcloths to clean us up with. We have some unpacking to do, and I want to be back between her legs. The sooner the better.

  Jesse is lying on the bed, asleep. Damn, she’s a quick sleeper. I gently wake her up, telling her I got her a washcloth so she can clean up.

  “Oh, sorry. Things at the house have been stressful, and I always sleep when I’m stressed,” she says shyly.

  “No worries. I thought I was boring.”

  “I want more of what I just had. Are you ready for round two?”

  “I will be. Let’s eat first so when we come back to bed, we can stay here for a while.”

  “That sounds like a winner.” She smiles.

  Getting off the bed, I go into the living room to get our clothes so we can put them back on. I’m getting hard thinking about Jesse wearing nothing under this dress. Dinner is going to be quick.

  Chapter

  Thirteen

  The rest of the weekend is just as good as the first night. I’m enjoying getting to know her, but I keep finding myself comparing her to Alexis, which isn’t fair to Jesse. At least I was man enough to tell Jesse about her, but I still can’t get her out of my system.

  Coke helps some with the pain of losing Alexis, and Jesse helps with the rest. She doesn’t know that I use. If she knew, she probably would stop seeing me, since she plays softball. The summer is quickly ending, and she will be going back to school soon.

  Since Jesse doesn’t have classes or softball this week, I’m taking her to my condo in Indianapolis instead of back to Bloomington. She hasn’t seen much of Indianapolis.

  The hour and a half drive from the cabin to my condo goes by quickly. The conversation with Jesse is light and flowing. She’s thoughtful. She hasn’t met my parents, but she always asks about how they are doing. I think it’s because she misses her own family.

  I don’t know how many times I’ve almost let it slip about Tilly, but I always catch myself before it’s too late. I badly want to tell her and let this charade be up. I’m ready to grow up and move on. I really think I’m getting tired of the drama. I’m twenty-three-years old. This shit is getting old.

  I pull into my underground garage to my condo. Jesse is taking in the scenery around here.

  “Thanks for bringing me here. I love exploring new places. I swear I won’t be calling you every five minutes while you’re at work.” She laughs as we get out the truck.

  “There is plenty to do here. I live a few blocks east of the City Market, the Circle, and Circle Centre Mall. I’m sure there will be more than enough to keep you occupied for a while.” I give her a smile as I grab our bags. “I’ll even meet you for lunch. Does that work for you?”

  “Aww, that would be great. Speaking of lunch, how about dinner? I’m starving.”

  “How about steak? Morton’s Steakhouse is right up the street. I can show you the shower, and while you’re showering, I can make reservations,” I say as I push the buttons on the elevator to take us to my floor.

  “I could go for steak. I think you should hurry so you can give me a full tour of your shower,” she says with a wink.

  “Now that sounds like a plan.” The elevator doors open to my floor, and I take her to my door. “You’re the first female, besides my mother, to come into my condo. It’s a total bachelor pad, so excuse the mess.”

  It’s not a mess at all. I’m OCD about keeping my shit clean, especially since Tilly likes to drop by. I don’t need her shit laying around.

  “Oh, Chet. This is an excellent space. Gorgeous. I love the view of the city.” She gazes out the windows, and I come up behind her and start kissing her exposed neck. She clears her throat. “Can you show me to the shower? I need to go to the powder room, and then I’ll start to shower. I would love for you to join me in there.” She slightly pulls away.

  I laugh. “Yes. It’s down the hall and on the right. That is the master bedroom. And there is an en-suite bathroom. I’ll show you that as well.” Picking her bag back up, I take her by the hand and lead her to bathroom.

  I grab our towels and washcloths and lay everything out for our shower on the counter. I leave her so I can make my reservations and she can do her thing.

  We have reservations for Morton’s in two hours, giving us time to take a great shower with a little sex included. As I walk back to the bathroom, I make sure I have condoms with me this time.

  I gently knock on the bathroom door when I hear the shower running.

  “Come in, sexy. You know I’m waiting for you,” Jesse says breathlessly.

  “Waiting, huh? Are you sure you’re ready for what I have for you?”

  “More than ready. Hurry your ass up. I want some more of what you gave me this morning,” she demands.

  “Yes, ma’am,” I say as I finish taking off my clothes.

  Steppi
ng into the steamy shower, I look at the curvy vixen standing in front of me. I pull her into me and kiss her deeply. I want her to be turned on. I’m going to fuck her hard against the wall of the shower. Not breaking our kiss, I move my hands down her body and run my hand down to her mound. Hopefully it’s wet from excitement and not the shower.

  Placing one finger at her opening, I slowly push it in, and she moans in my mouth. I pump it slowly in and out, adding another finger. She is so ready.

  “You’re soaking wet. Are you ready for me?” I ask her.

  She shyly nods.

  I reach for the condom I thought I laid in the shower. It’s missing. I stick my head out the shower and see it on the counter.

  “Shit. I left the condoms on the counter. Be right back.” I hurry up and grab the condom. On the way to the shower, I open it and roll it on before I get back in. “Are you still ready for me?”

  “Yes!”

  Pushing her hard against the wall, I put my hands below her ass and lift her legs up, using the wall as support. She loosely wraps her legs around me. I align my cock with her center and slam into her.

  Sucking in a deep breath, she cries out, “Ohh!”

  “Are you okay?” I ask, making sure I didn’t cause her pain.

  “Yes, that feels amazing. Please don’t stop.”

  “I don’t plan on it. I plan to make you scream my name a few times before we eat dinner. I want to make sure you’re starving by the time we eat.” I give her a huge grin.

  “That better be a promise.”

  “Oh, it is.”

  For the next hour, I show her how I keep my promises in several different positions in my huge shower. Thank God the water never gets cold.

  We make it to Morton’s right on time. We have an excellent dinner, and it’s exactly how I wanted to end the weekend.

  Hopefully this will be a great week.

  Chapter

  Fourteen

  Fall

  A few months go by, and Jesse and I fall into a comfortable pattern. I’m attracted to her, but I don’t think it’s love. The sex is amazing, and she is fun to be around. She isn’t the one for me, but she is making me forget about Alexis, especially with these little photo sessions we’ve been having while in the bedroom.

  I give Jess a call because I know she had team physicals today.

  “Hey, baby. How was your doctor’s appointment? Cleared to play another season of ball?” I ask.

  She hesitates. “Hey, I received some unexpected news. I don’t want to tell you over the phone. Can you come over?”

  Oh shit, wonder what this is about. I wonder if she found out about my sister.

  “Sure. Give me a few hours. Do you want me to pick up dinner on the way down?”

  “Yes, that would be perfect. Thank you. I’ll see you when you get here.”

  “Bye, Jesse.”

  “Bye.” And she hangs ups.

  I sit there and listen to the dial tone on my office phone. My mind starts racing. I think about all the things I should say to her about whatever is going on. I should be freaking out, but instead, I hurry up and get through the rest of my work so I can leave for the weekend.

  ***

  I finally make it to Bloomington after dealing with the insane traffic on 31. I called Applebee’s when I was halfway to Jess’s place to order our takeout dinner. Hopefully she didn’t find out what Tilly is doing and how I am part of her plan. I’m really over this, though I’ve enjoyed getting to know Jesse. She’s a sweet girl, but I don’t deserve a girl like her. I’m ready for Tilly to get her shit together so I can get far away from Jesse before I end up hurting her.

  I better call so she can open the door for me. I dial and it goes to voicemail. I’ll give her a few minutes and I’ll call her back.

  “Hey, this is Jesse. You know what to do…” What the hell? I call back and it just rings.

  I pull up in front of her house. Her car is in the driveway, which is strange because she normally parks in the garage. I park and grab our food.

  I knock on the door. Nothing. I keep knocking, and I still don’t hear her. I check the door. It’s locked. Finally, after fifteen minutes of pounding on the door, she answers.

  “Hey, babe. I’ve been trying to call you for the past thirty minutes. Everything okay?” I ask her with a little worry in my voice.

  “Sorry, I dozed off after I talked to you. Need help?” she asks while stretching out her back.

  “Yeah. Can you take the food and get plates for us? I stopped at Applebee’s and picked up your favorite salad. Is that okay.”

  “Yes, I’m starving,” she says, taking the bags from my hand and heading toward the kitchen.

  I follow her and get drinks out of the fridge.

  “Do you want wine or a beer?” I ask, looking at her.

  “Umm…water, please.” She didn’t look up when she answered. That was a little strange.

  “Are we going to talk about what you found out today?” I say, looking at her. She finally glances up at me, and she pales like she’s going to get sick.

  “Let’s sit down and I’ll start.” We sit down and get our food all situated. “The team doctor was concerned about some issues I was having with my stomach and how I was feeling. He ran a few blood tests and did a pregnancy test to make sure to rule that out, and…well, I’m pregnant. He estimated that I’m six weeks along. I have to go to my OBGYN to find out for sure next week…” she says, upset. She’s on edge.

  Holy shit. I just look at her. This is not how I had planned this going. Shit, shit, shit. I still can’t form any words. I have to make this work.

  “Oh, Jesse. What do you want to do?” I ask, scared out of my freaking mind. “I mean, do you want to keep it or have an abortion…?”

  “How dare you even think I would do anything to harm an innocent baby!” she says as she slaps me across the face.

  Damn, she has a hand on her. “Jesse, I didn’t mean it like that. You have a lot going on and you are going to have to give up a lot of things, but if you want to keep the baby, marry me. I have a great job and I have a place we can live. You can stay home or you can look for a job. I don’t mind, either way.”

  She looks at me like I’m crazy. Hell, I’m insanely crazy, but this is my baby too. Shit. I’m going to have to get myself cleaned up if I want to be a good role model.

  “I don’t know. This is all too fast. I’m going to be a mother…I haven’t even told my family. How am I supposed to tell my father? I’m supposed to graduate and take over the company…I can’t do this.” She breaks down into a sobbing mess.

  I try to comfort her by taking her in my arms and carrying her to her bed. I lay her down and I lie down with her. I try to calm her down by telling her we will make everything work.

  After a half hour, she finally calms down enough to have a conversation.

  “I’m so sorry I slapped you. I knew too many girls in high school that took that route and I told myself I would never do that to a baby. Yes, I would like to keep it. I don’t know how all of this will work. I would hate for you to not be in the baby’s life. I want our child to have both parents. I don’t know what I am going to tell my father. I will have to quit school because my scholarship is for playing softball. I don’t know if I can go to school and take care of a baby, so I’ll drop out. I guess I’ll tell my father what is going on after everything is already done. It’s easier to ask for forgiveness after doing something than it is after you’ve been told no and you do it anyway.” The words rush out of her mouth.

  I just look at her. I’m freaking out, trying to figure out what the hell I said an hour ago. Somehow, she already has everything worked out.

  “I’m serious. I will marry you.” I throw it out there. I’m trying to do the right thing. Shit. Tilly is going to be pissed.

  “Okay.” She looks at me with tears running down her face. “Courthouse is fine. We can do fancy later.”

  “Okay. Come back here. I’ll make you fee
l better and make you forget about all of our problems for now,” I say. I start kissing my way down her neck.

  I slowly remove her shirt. I lift it over her head and toss it on the floor. She is wearing a lacy bra, which is a treat because she often wears a sports bra. My cock hardens even more. I reach around and unhook the hooks that are keeping her bra in place and gently pull it down her arms. I toss it on the floor with her shirt and then start kissing and sucking on her breasts. For a softball player, Jesse’s breasts are full and firm. Maybe that’s from the pregnancy, but I can’t get enough of them.

  She starts moaning and pants with every suck and lick of her breasts. I take one of her nipples into my mouth and tease the other one with my fingers.

  Chapter

  Fifteen

  My sister is livid about the situation. She’s in Colorado, making her move on Jesse’s father. God, I hope he doesn’t figure any of this out. I didn’t want to make Jesse suspect anything, so asking her to marry me was the first thing that popped into my head. I don’t want to be a part of my sister’s plan anymore. Now I’m going to be a father and I’m way over my head. I hope I gave Tilly enough to accomplish her plan. She needs to get on with her life and out of mine. I made it very clear. She has money and plenty of it, especially since she is getting involved with McCoy.

  I have phone calls to make to get things in line. I’m going to get married. I know it’s not the way I planned it nor is it with the person I thought I would marry, but it’s the way it’s happening. I know my second call will be to my mother, who will help me handle most of this.

  ***

  I can’t believe by this time Saturday, I’ll be a husband, and in less than eight months, I’ll be a father. I couldn’t let Jesse get married in the courthouse, so I’m taking her to a wedding chapel in Brown County. We’re getting married there and doing a short honeymoon. Her father, sister, and brother are flying in from Denver early tomorrow morning, and my parents will be driving in from Indy Friday night to watch us exchange vows. Thank God Tilly had the smarts not to even try to come.