Break Away

by Robin Edwards

  “Yeah, after our son I really wanted a girl. There were too many boys. Victoria balances us out,” she smiled while looking towards George, who was now standing in the front row, excitedly watching his father.

  Thankfully Amy walked me through the regular routine for the WAGs. After the game had ended, we moved to a waiting lounge as the men showered before speaking to reporters. Amy introduced me to a handful of other women while we waited. I noticed the shock on all of their faces when she revealed I was a guest of Aiden’s.

  Just as the nerves left me and I began to relax with the large group of women, I suddenly felt my heart rate increase. I instinctually rubbed my belly, willing myself to calm down, unsure of the cause of my anxiety. Then I heard his throaty laugh.

  After spinning around, I saw him. Aiden was dressed in a navy blue suit, with the top buttons of his white button down shirt undone. His hair was still wet from a shower, and his eyes seemed to sparkle when he spotted me. He grinned before motioning his head for me to come with him. I could feel my face reddening under his gaze.

  “I’ll see you tonight,” Amy said as she lifted Victoria, who’d been asleep in my lap since the third period.

  I hugged her before grabbing my purse and heading towards Aiden, wondering what else he had in store for me.

  Chapter Eleven

  AIDEN

  I found myself looking over to her more times than I cared to admit during the game. Her beautiful blonde hair seemed to catch my eye as I skated up and down the rink. Now I was only moments from finally getting to touch her as she made her way down the steps of the lounge. The security guard held his hand out to assist her, and I felt like an ass for not going to help her myself.

  “Hi,” she smiled as she approached, seemingly unbothered by my lack of manners.

  “Hi,” I grinned while throwing my arm over her shoulder and leading her out to the waiting car.

  The driver held the door open for Emily, and I offered my hand to help her climb in. Settling in beside her, I looked her up and down. She was so beautiful. I found it funny that she’d worn a dress to the game, but she looked amazing so I couldn’t say it was a bad decision.

  “So how was your first game?” I asked.

  “It was so much fun! You were so good! And Amy is really nice; she taught me everything, with the help of George. I feel like a pro now,” she joked.

  “Amy’s really cool. She was very excited to meet you,” I said, recalling Amy taking the phone from Jeff when she heard I had invited Emily to the game.

  “She was so nice. And their kids are so sweet,” she squealed.

  “They’re my Godchildren,” I boasted.

  “Amy told me. She said you’re a great Godfather,” she smiled and I wondered if that made her think I’d be a great father.

  The ride to the hotel seemed really fast. Every time I was around Emily, I became more comfortable with her, and every time we separated it seemed harder to say goodbye.

  We rode the elevator in silence, and I could tell from the look on her face that she was surprised to see her luggage already in the hotel suite.

  “I had the driver bring it over,” I explained. When she slowly nodded, I realized she might have assumed we would stay in separate rooms so I nervously added, “you can stay here alone if you’d prefer we stay apart.”

  “No! It’s fine. I’m just a little taken aback by all of your preparations. I’m grateful though. Thank you,” she bashfully looked up at me.

  “Oh, no problem. I thought we could go to dinner with Jeff and Amy. Is that okay?” I asked.

  “Yeah, that sounds great.”

  I was relaxing in the sitting area when Emily emerged, ready for dinner. She was absolutely stunning in a dark purple dress, which had a lace overlay that fell to her knees. Her breasts were noticeably larger, and when she turned to the side, I could see the slightest bump in her belly. Pregnancy seemed to make her even more beautiful.

  “Am I overdressed?” She asked, looking down at toward her stiletto heels.

  “You’re perfect,” I smiled as I approached her. She visibly relaxed when I cupped the nape of her neck as she leaned into my touch. I gently kissed her lips, while watching her beautiful eyes close.

  We rode to dinner with our fingers interlocked as Emily snuggled next to me in the backseat. It was a small gesture, but probably the most intimate moment of my life.

  The hostess immediately recognized me as we entered the restaurant and moved us to the front of the line before leading us to Amy and Jeff, who were already seated and enjoying a bottle of wine.

  “Sorry, we got started without you,” Jeff teased while holding up his wine glass.

  “We don’t get out often,” Amy added with a tipsy giggle.

  “Amy gets my share,” Emily joked as I helped her into the seat.

  “Between my wife and this guy here,” Jeff motioned towards me, “ I’m pretty sure already I know everything about you, but let’s pretend to be complete strangers. I’m Jeff,” he extended his hand to Emily and she shook it while giggling.

  “I didn’t tell him the top secret stuff,” Amy loudly whispered across the table. I smiled, happy the two of them seemed to be hitting it off.

  Despite Emily’s insistence, I opted to forgo alcohol since she couldn’t drink. I told her it was an act of solidarity and the entire table laughed. It was a little weird being on a double date with Jeff and Amy, but I was really enjoying myself. Emily fit in as if she’d known Jeff and Amy forever.

  “What’re you having, babe?” Jeff asked Amy while holding his menu open.

  “I was thinking of getting the filet,” she answered through squinted eyes.

  “I knew it!” Jeff laughed.

  “Oh? I bet I can guess what you’ll get!” She challenged as Emily, and I watched in amusement.

  “What are we betting?” Jeff raised an eyebrow, and Amy leaned over to whisper in his ear. The look on his face showed that he was very interested in winning the bet.

  “Okay, do I need to tell Aiden my choice before you guess?”

  “No, I trust you,” she explained while feverishly flipping through the menu. She stopped on a page, and her grin spread across her face as she pointed and showed Jeff her selection. His matching grin proved that she was right and we all laughed before Jeff leaned over to kiss Amy.

  “So what is it? Buffalo wings and fries?” I asked, curious about Jeff’s choice.

  “So you know me as well as my wife, huh?” Jeff laughed before sipping his wine. It was an easy guess; he picked the same meal no matter where we traveled. Our teammates would always joke about how you couldn’t take him to an upscale restaurant because he’d get lost in the menu.

  “That was an easy bet,” I admitted before looking over to Emily. Watching her scroll through the menu, I knew I had no clue what she would order, and I began to wonder if we could ever get to know each other as well as Jeff and Amy.

  “What are you getting, Emily?” Amy asked across the table.

  “I’m thinking of going with the veggie pasta,” she answered, still flipping through the pages.

  “Oh my gosh! I didn’t know you were a vegetarian. I wouldn’t have recommended a steak house!” She shrieked while shooting me a warning look. I held my hands up in defense as Emily explained.

  “No, I’m not, which is probably why it’s so hard for me to pick a meal these days. I just read its better for the baby,” Emily clarified.

  “Is it really hard? How are your cravings?” Amy asked, and I paid close attention, realizing that I’d never asked that myself.

  “No, it’s easier than I expected. I really only crave sweets, so it's no big deal,” she revealed while running her hand over her small belly.

  “It’s a boy!” Amy proclaimed as we all looked on in confusion.

  “How do you know that?” Jeff asked amused.

  “Boys are smoother pregnancies; they’re easy going. Girls are so demanding. Remember how sick I got with Victoria?” She
rolled her eyes, and Jeff slowly shook his head as if Amy’s second pregnancy brought back bad memories.

  “Well, Aiden is, of course, happy about your prediction,” Jeff looked my way. I hadn’t realized I was grinning until everyone was staring at me.

  “I just want a healthy baby,” I promised, running my fingertips over Emily’s delicate fingers rested on the table.

  The rest of the dinner date went on without a hitch. I couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy towards Jeff and Amy; they looked so in love. I didn’t know a thing about being in a relationship, while they seemed to have it all figured out.

  After we’d finished our dessert, I asked Emily to dance, and she happily accepted. Honestly, I just wanted a reason to have my hands on her. She was glowing with beauty and most of my time at dinner was spent staring at her.

  “I didn’t know you danced,” she smirked as we made our way to the small dance floor.

  “I don’t usually,” I admitted as I twirled her around. Pulling Emily back towards me, I swayed my hips as her backside pressed against me. Without thinking my right hand dropped to her belly, landing on her small bump. She placed her hand over mine, and we swayed together as I inhaled her sweet rose scent.

  With her soft body resting against mine, my thoughts instantly went to what I’d like to do to her that evening, but I wondered if it was a bad idea. I really did want to work on a relationship with her, and I didn’t want sex to over complicate it. Although I knew it would be difficult, I decided it best to refrain for as long as possible.

  We said our goodbyes to Jeff and Amy and made our way to the car. I remembered to hold Emily’s car door and help her in, which she seemed to appreciate.

  “That was really nice,” Emily smiled to me as I buckled my seatbelt.

  “I thought so too,” I draped my arm over her shoulder and pulled her into my side.

  She rested her head on my shoulder, and I placed my chin on top of her soft blonde hair. Taking a deep breath, I realized how perfect the night was, and wondered if it could be my regular life - Emily at my games, double dinner dates, our child playing with George and Victoria. It was a drastic change from my current life, but I did like the idea of it.

  We arrived in the hotel suite, and Emily immediately kicked her high heels off, sighing as if it was a huge relief.

  “Come here,” I instructed while pulling her towards the sofa. She sat down as I settled onto the loveseat across from her. Taking her right foot into my hands, I began to massage the curve of her small foot, and she looked as if she was going to climax. I chuckled as I continued my massage before moving on to her left foot.

  Before I could stop myself I was gently kissing her foot, and then her ankle. Her eyes shot open, and I remembered the decision I’d made to abstain.

  “Should we not,” I began before Emily interrupted.

  “Yes! Yes, we should,” she quickly nodded. I couldn’t hold in my laugh. The whole night she must have been craving me as deeply as I wanted her.

  I continued kissing up her leg, adding more of my tongue into each kiss. As I reached her thigh, I aggressively shoved her dress up to her hips as I dropped to my knees between her legs. Hearing the fabric tear didn’t bother me at all, and Emily didn’t seem to mind. I licked all over her inner thighs as she began to squirm and push her opening towards me. Moving to her other thigh, I continued my teasing before running my finger over her lace covered cleft. She was so wet I could taste her arousal through the fabric.

  “Please,” she begged, and so I slid her panties to the side and attacked her sweet spot with my mouth.

  “Ahhh!” She cried out as I circled her clit with my tongue. She was so stirred I could tell she was ready to come, so I sucked on her clit gently. Emily’s back arched as she pushed her pelvis toward my face. Realizing she craved the pressure, I shoved two fingers inside of her, and she came instantly. Her tight pussy clenched around my fingers as her body shivered. Her moans made my cock so hard it hurt.

  I unbuckled my pants with my free hand as she continued to ride out her orgasm, and then I thrust my cock into her tight pussy and groaned loudly. She always felt even better than I remembered.

  “Fuck!” I bit out in pleasure. Emily wrapped her legs around me while yanking at my shirt. Buttons flew in every direction as she ran her fingernails over my bare chest. I shrugged out of the shirt before pulling her close, slowly burying myself inside of her.

  “God, you feel so good, Aiden!” She moaned.

  “You’re fucking perfect,” was all I could manage as I focused on not coming too quickly. She felt so good I knew I could explode at any moment.

  Guiding her pelvis to meet my thrusts, I slowly worked her towards another orgasm as she pulled me flush against her. With her legs wrapped around me and her breasts pushed against my chest, I plunged in and out of her. My face was buried in her hair as she moaned directly into my ear. The sounds of her pleasure were orgasmic.

  “Right there! Come with me,” she pleaded and moaned in delight.

  I sped up my pace and slammed into her roughly as I gave way to control. Emily dug her nails into my back as she climaxed for the second time, and the pain sent me over the edge as I joined her in release.

  “Emily!” I growled as I came hard before stilling inside of her.

  She didn’t immediately release me; instead, Emily continued to hold me close while gently rubbing my back and sprinkling soft kissing on my neck. I returned the favor, kissing her neck before nibbling my way to her soft lips. I kissed her twice before she leaned up, deepening the kiss. I teased my tongue on her lips, and she opened her mouth, sliding her tongue into mine. She passionately kissed me, as her legs remained wrapped around me.

  Emily gently kissed my lips four times after ending the fiery kiss, and an unexpected grin spread across my face. She was so perfect, and knowing that she was all mine made me feel like the luckiest guy in the world. I began showering her with kisses; first on her face, then I moved down her body, stopping at her small baby bump.

  “Hi, baby,” I whispered to her belly. It was still a bit unbelievable that Emily was carrying my baby, but as her body changed, it became more real.

  “It’s your Daddy,” I continued whispering as Emily gently placed her hand on my head. Looking up at her I could see tears in her eyes before I looked away to resume my conversation with our child, “Auntie Amy thinks you’re a boy, but I think you might be a girl. Either way, I can’t wait to meet you.” I smiled before kissing her belly. “I love you,” I added.

  “It’s surreal, right?” Emily asked as I offered her my hands after standing. I lifted her up before walking behind her towards the bedroom. My hands remained on her belly, and her small hands were over mine, as we slowly waddled through the hotel suite.

  I slowly undressed Emily, apologizing for her dress, but as I guessed, she didn’t care. We both stripped naked before lying in bed.

  “I thought we might want to abstain from sex. So, you know, we can work on us,” I motioned between the two of us with my hand.

  “I thought that too, but why can’t we work on other parts of our relationship while still nurturing what we know works?” She smirked.

  “It works perfectly,” I added.

  “Indeed. Plus, I’m horny all the time,” she whispered.

  “Really?” I blurted out, and she flushed while nodding her admission.

  I’d spent a lot of time thinking about how I could play a role in Emily’s life, and I always seemed to forget how much she went through alone. I pulled her close to me, knowing that she had to spend her nights alone. The thought made me feel a bit guilty. I didn’t want the mother of my child to be alone; I wanted to be there. But the idea of us living together felt rushed. I wasn’t sure how she would take such a drastic suggestion.

  Emily snatched me from my thoughts as she surprisingly straddled me. I was completely caught off guard by her assertiveness. I guess she wasn’t lying; she was always horny. Cupping her large breasts in h
er hands, she bit her bottom lip as she seductively moved her hips above me.

  Placing my hands on her hips, I guided her as my cock grew with anticipation. Emily lifted up, eager for more, but I teased her first. I lightly squeezed her nipple while rubbing the tip of my cock against her clit over and over.

  “Please, baby!” She begged, and I pulled her hips down, sliding inside of her with ease. She felt so warm and wet, my semen still inside her.

  I lifted my hips to guide her, as our fingers interlocked. Every position with Emily was her first, and that enthralled me. She was all mine, and regardless of how fast it was, I knew I wanted her to remain that way. As she closed her eyes, another orgasm approaching, I felt a deep longing for her. Despite our closeness, I wanted more of her. I felt a strong connection to her that I couldn’t place. Was it love?

  I’d never been in love, but the more I looked at Emily, the more I felt like I was falling. She was everything I’d ever wanted, and she made me feel amazing.

  “Yes! Aiden!”” She whined, and I took control, guiding her hips to her climax as she continued to moan my name.

  Chapter Twelve

  EMILY

  It had been a week since I arrived home from Aiden’s away game. The entire trip felt like a dream. Aiden had done everything to sweep me off of my feet, but I still wasn’t sure if he could really be in a relationship with just me. I’d picked up the bad habit of reading new articles posted about him, and there was no shortage of bad boy tales featuring the infamous Aiden Beckett.

  I knew he wanted to try to make it work between us, at least I thought he did. We’d talked every day since the trip, and once I even felt like he wanted to tell me, he loved me. Of course, I’d loved him since I first went to his penthouse, maybe even before that. I’d tried my best to hide my feelings, but they were undeniable when he talked to my belly in the hotel suite. I knew then that my feelings for him were too deep to be anything less than love.

  Aiden told me he’d never been in love before, and I confided in him that I doubted whether I had either. What I didn’t tell him was that he made me question my past love, because I knew I’d never felt for anyone the way I felt for him or our growing child.