Giving-Her-A-Baby To Load

by Beck, J. L.

  Her eyes rounded. “Some things are irreversible. But I do agree with you, these are worthwhile charities. You are so generous.”

  Again, I almost winced.

  “I see that you will be having your annual ball for all your employees, later this week. I have to say that is another generous gesture on your part. To throw a party for all of your employees. Where did this idea originate from?”

  Damn, she had done her homework. “From me, originally. I just wanted to share in the success. After all, without all those people, I wouldn’t have anything, most likely.”

  “That is so giving and wonderful for a billionaire to say. We thank you for your time, Mr. Ryder.” She tapped the screen and stood up.

  I stared at her. “That’s it?”

  She slammed her laptop shut and nodded as she made her way out.

  “Dammit, Winter!” I called to her.

  Her steps lowed and she finally turned as she got to the double doors. “I am proud of all that you accomplished. Isn’t that why you pushed for this? So I would see that you were right?”

  I sucked in a deep breath. This never occurred to me. That she would think this was rubbing her pretty little nose into it. “NO!”

  “Well, it did show me. You were right.” Winter went out the doors and shut them with a small little slam.

  “FUCK!” I plopped down into my chair. I never considered that she would think this of all things. Dammit, that blew up in my face pretty damn hard. I sighed.

  Well, it’s going to be up to Mr. Perfect then.

  Chapter Seven

  WINTER

  I march out of the lobby floor elevator of the Ryder building. That insufferable, egotistical piece of—I slow my steps as I feel my insides still quivering—delicious looking, all over sexy, fucking man!

  Why? Why did he have to look better than he had before?

  Oh, yes, I did look at him… when I left that is. I hadn’t trusted myself before that. He was more muscular and filled out than what he’d been at nineteen. He also looked so familiar like I’d seen him just yesterday. Yet, he reminded me of someone. I roll my eyes. Of Silas, you dummy.

  I did felt a pang of guilt at the way he’d looked when I brought up what he’d sacrificed. For about a half second, that is. He appeared to try to explain it, but no, I wasn’t listening. I had cried so much over this guy, years ago. We were supposed to end up together. We’d had plans ever since were 13! He’d been my best friend, my confidant, my boyfriend. All rolled into one.

  Then one day, he walked away and didn’t look back… apparently. For days, I waited for a call, anything. Nothing came. I hated him then. How could he just forget me? He’d broken my heart in two and I wasn’t right for a long ass time.

  Now, I straighten my shoulders pushing away all that self-pity I’d carried over him for so long and head to my car. It was high time to move on from those memories. And this Mr. Perfect was the man to do it with. Maybe after we have our first time, I could forget Silas once and for all.

  I would go home and fix this video for my file then send it in. Then I would never have to look at Silas Ryder again.

  I did feel like I was fooling myself though. I always knew he was the one love of my life. No man compared to him over the years and none of the men I had dates with merited giving my virginity to. Except for this Mr. Perfect, at least in the way he made me feel. I was so hot for him after our first sexy meeting. I could not believe how slutty I’d acted. There’s something about him that challenges me. He somehow makes me want to act more experienced.

  And the orgasms. Wow. Just with his fingers and mouth too. I even had a wet dream about the guy that very night. I mean I never had one of those before, except about… I shook my head. Do not think about him again, he is in the past and needs to stay there.

  As I got into my car, my cell rang. It was Sapphire. “Hey.”

  “Oh, my god! I am so glad you answered!”

  “What’s wrong, Saph?”

  “You need to get home right away! I’ll be here when you do.

  CLICK.

  She hung up in my ear.

  So odd. What is the big emergency? I drive home in a hurry.

  I’m barely at the door when she flings it open. “Get in here!” She grabs my arm and literally drags me inside.

  “What the hell is going on?”

  She stood with her hands on her hips. “I was snooping on your PC.”

  I raise a brow and shut the door. “You what?”

  She nods. “I admit it. So I found the stuff this Mr. Perfect guy sent you. You know, proof of his college and background.”

  I stare at her beady eyed. “Why are you snooping in the first place, Sapphire?”

  She stomps her foot. “Never mind that. Besides the fact that I feared you would get raped or murdered? It isn’t important now though.”

  “And why is that?” I was feeling exasperated and a little angry with her for being so nosey. I walk past her toward the living room.

  “You never checked him out at all before you went on a date with this guy?” she asks looking exasperated.

  “I did, I mean his information looked right. But why are you asking me all of this?” I head toward the couch to get off my heeled feet.

  “Because he is NOT who he is claiming to be!”

  I turn around to face her. “What?”

  Nodding, she leads me to the PC. “I am so surprised you fell for this. I then did my own checking. Well, I had my friend from work who has the hots for me, you know, Jonas the nerd, remember? I had him do his own checking.”

  I sigh. “So, who is he?”

  “You are so not going to like it.”

  “Come on, just tell me. Is he a serial killer or something?”

  “No. He’s way worse.”

  I roll my eyes. “Worse?” I feel so disappointed. God, the man was so hot. He just made me turn to goo. If figures.

  “Here is what Jonas dug up.” She hit a few keys.

  I lean forward and peer at the screen. My mouth pops open.

  “See?” Sapphire exclaims. “He pulled a number on you!”

  I couldn’t believe this. “W-why?”

  “Well, that is obvious,” she replies with a scoffing chuckle.

  “Silas Ryder?”

  “Yes.”

  “No, no. This can’t be right. I would have recognized him. I mean he—”

  She moves close. “He what?”

  God, he fingered me, ate me out made and me come. Just like he owned my body. Because he does own it! I let out a frustrated scream.

  Sapphire jumps at the scream then gawks at me.

  “Oh, I am gonna kill him! How did he disguise himself like that?”

  She shrugged. “I was freaked at first too. But now that I think about it…it is sort of romantic?”

  I slowly turn my head to now gawk at her. “Have you lost your ever loving mind?”

  She grins at me. “He wanted you, still wants you. See’s the ad and comes after you. You did say this Mr. Perfect was just that, perfect.”

  I sat down in the desk chair. “He was… I mean the way he made me feel.” I let out a dreamy sigh. Then got all angry again as I stood up. “Why would he do this?”

  “God, Winter do I have to tell you again? The man still loves you, don’t you see that?”

  I shook my head. “So, he lies his way in?”

  “How else? You won’t speak to him. You never answered his calls. You changed your phone number three times. He even sent you letters if you’ll remember.”

  “And I just interviewed him for the post.”

  She rose a brow at me. “He is trying all he can to get back in. Then you give him a REAL in with a ‘fuck me to give me a baby’ ad. So what are you going to do?”

  I am pacing the living room now. I feel such rage. “I am gonna make him pay!”

  Her eyes go wide. “Well, he is a billionaire, suing him would be—?”

  “NO!” I huff as I clench my fists
to my sides. “I am going to go ahead with this next date.”

  “Oh yeah, that’ll get him good, all right,” she quips.

  “No. I will pack something extra for our date.” Then I bit at my nail as plans formed in my head… Brave plans.

  “But you don’t own a gun.”

  I again, slowly turned my head to stare at her.

  Yes, she was giving me that grin of hers. She then follows me to my bedroom.

  I go in and take a shower.

  An hour later and I am ready.

  “You’re really are going to go through with this?” Sapphire asks even though she sees I am all dressed for it.

  I finish putting on my lipstick in the mirror. It matches my dress perfectly. I pause Mr. Perfect fooled by the perfect dress. I smile as I smack my lips. “Yes you’ve been here all day. What else did you think I was doing?”

  She huffs out a breath. “I just thought maybe…I don’t know that reality would hit you all the sudden? Or something?

  “I have to do this, don’t you see?”

  “What I see is a crazy woman.”

  I heave out a sigh and put the lipstick into my purse along with the extra surprise that is in there. “I say tit for tat.” I look at myself in the mirror. I donned a red slinky dress and matching red heels.

  She rolls her eyes. “Only it’s your tits and his…tats!” She starts to laugh. “God, I am just so freaking clever.”

  Now I’m rolling my eyes. “It will be okay.”

  “What if he has you arrested?’

  “Come on!” I scoff. “He owes me for this ‘play Winter for a fool’ idea he came up with. I cannot wait to get him where I want him.”

  She is snickering. “Oh, I bet!”

  “Yes, yes, chuckle it up. You just wish you were me.”

  Her laughter slows. “Hell, yes!”

  We both laugh as she walks me to the door.

  “Okay. Now be careful.” She pauses. “Or not. Yes…not.”

  I am laughing. “Thanks Mom.”

  I’m all jittery as the limo he sends for me pulls up to the curb.

  Here it starts.

  Chapter Eight

  SILAS

  There must be something wrong with me. It’d been a long time since I beat off to the image of a woman and still here I am stroking my cock and wishing like hell it was Winter’s pussy strangling my length instead of my own hand. The water spray from the shower came down on me while I was trying to get some of this frustration out. I’d been gearing up for our date tonight. Mr. Perfect would have to salvage this for me as Silas Ryder sure fell on his proverbial face.

  I’d been thinking all morning about the things we did 2 days ago, pushing yesterday out of my head. If I could turn that fire in her eyes around? I would mold it and give her things she’d never know could exist. I nearly came unglued with all the secrets that spilled from her lips two nights ago. I wasn’t sure I would be able to let her go. It didn’t matter that she hated my guts. I wouldn’t give up.

  It’d been so long since I’d last seen her…so long since I kissed her. We’d been a couple but we were more like friends. Though I always wanted more, so much more I never pushed her on the issue knowing she’d let me know when she was ready. Then college came and I had to decide if I wanted to stay or go.

  Fuck. I came a second later my sticky load splattering against the tile. I was going to see her again tonight, and this time I would claim her, take what was mine and then, and only then would I reveal to her who I was.

  After tonight, she’d be filled to the brim with my seed and tied to the bedpost of my bed if she decides to run from me.

  Stepping out of the shower, I dry off and dress, feeling less tension now that I’d jacked off.

  My phone chimes with an incoming text message, and anxious butterflies fill my belly when I fish the thing out to read it.

  Winter’s name scrolls across the screen and I click on the message reading it from start to finish, five times.

  WINTER: I can’t wait for tonight. I won’t be wearing any panties, not that I think I will need them. ;)

  Her text makes me smile, but also makes my cock hard as concrete. Of course, she would send a message like that today. Yes, it’d been only yesterday when she was in my office, her expression cold and her eyes like ice. It didn’t matter though, just being in the same room with her was an aphrodisiac. I’d missed her sweet vanilla and berries scent and the feel of her skin beneath my fingers.

  I can’t believe I lasted so many years without her and I can’t believe that I have the chance to make her mine again, even if it’s a slim one. I type out my reply back…

  ME: Maybe if you’re a good girl then I’ll pop that sweet cherry of yours tonight.

  I hit send and feel the adraline enter my veins.

  She’s so caught up in the mystery that I’m afraid what the truth of my reveal will bring. I don’t want to hurt her either but I can’t reveal myself to her until the perfect moment.

  I feel like shit keeping my identity from her and I know it may come back to bite me in the ass but there isn’t shit I can do. After just 2 hours this time, since the artist already had a mold to work from, my mask is ready.

  I head to the restaurant where my driver will pick me up.

  I order the waiters to get the room ready with flowers, candles, and wine. I also want it fairly dark. I’m going to make this the best night of Winter’s life. I’d fucked up. I left her heartbroken and let years separate us, but tonight, tonight I’ll be about making her mine again.

  Tonight, she will know that the man of her dreams is really a man from her past that should’ve tried harder to be the man she needed.

  “The room is ready sir…” One of the waiters comes up to me as I sip my whiskey at the bar.

  I stare down into the brown liquid, my heart beating furiously in my chest. I have an apartment upstairs as well as an office. She will be told it’s a special reserved room. “Thank you.” I mumble, and take another sip.

  Andy, my driver steps up to me. “Ready, Silas?”

  I nod and get off the stool. Tonight, I will possess the woman of my dreams.

  After a half hour, we finally get to her place.

  There she stands on the curb.

  Wow, stunning.

  Andy parks, then gets out and opens the door for her.

  Finally, Winter slides in on the seat.

  I don’t want to sit and be on the other side of the limo for long. Not when I want her so fucking badly. I’ve waited years to have her by my side and now that she is, I want her fucking now.

  And one night with her won’t do for all the nights that I’ve been jerking off thinking about her. No, I want to please her and most of all satisfy myself over and over again.

  I don’t want to wait for us to get to the restaurant and then through diner. I’m like an impatient kid in the ice-cream store, wishing for the biggest and sweetest ice-cream, but in my case, it’s Winter. We have thirty minutes until we reach the restaurant.

  “Come closer,” I say as I hear Andy starting the engine. I want to make sure that she has a little taste of what I’m going to do later tonight. I don’t want her to get there and then pretend that she didn’t think that I was going to please her. No more Mr. Nice guy, I want to start on her here and then finish her once we get there. If I can own her passion, half of the battle will be won.

  She moves closer.

  I turn and place my hands on her breasts and slowly move them down. All the time I’m watching her as I cup them and then play with her nipples with my fingers. She doesn’t say a word, but it’s written all over her face that no man’s ever touched her this way. I knew this the other night, only I didn’t explore everything, Something primal starts to build inside of me as I move a finger in between her legs. She doesn’t protest as I stroke her a few times. “No panties, like you promised and you’re so fucking wet.”

  Her voice trembles, “Yes. But don’t you want to…”
/>   She can’t say another word as I can’t resist and continue to slip my finger through her folds. One minute I’m sitting next to her and the next I’m in between her legs. One hand on her breast. Her breasts are on display as I move the straps to the side. I greedily start sucking on one nipple and then the next while using one hand to guide her breasts into my mouth. The mask gives a little and I slow my sucking down. Then I use the other hand to slip past her folds. Her thighs part and her tight pussy welcomes me. I feel as if I’m in fucking heaven. A second finger joins the first. I need to get her ready as I intend to do just what my last text to her said. Pop her cherry. I know it sounds crude maybe, but I want to be her first. I should be her first.

  Winter is lost as her moans turn into cries.

  I start playing with her and love watching her reaction to everything. Andy starts to move the car, and as I start to feel the motion, it drives me into overtime.

  “Open your legs wider,” I demand.

  Her muscles are so fucking tight that her whimpers soon turn into moans. She’s so fucking close to coming, that I stop for a second and use my tongue instead of my fingers.

  Fuck, the scent of her nearly drives me insane I drag my tongue into her opening. She sinks deeper into the seat and lets out a long moan.

  Her hands soon reach out and start urging me to take her deeper as I start to work her clit. It’s throbbing as if it’s begging me to bite it. I do that slowly.

  I can hear her breathing quicken as she falls apart from the tip of my tongue. She’s so fucking sensitive to my touch. I did this to her before but I am hungrier now after her dismissal of me in my office, it drives me to mark her in every way I can. Make her remember all that I can do for her. I can feel the flame that I’d fanned has now turned into a fire.

  She’s going to have the mother of all orgasms right on my tongue. It makes me want to take her even more as I can feel the pleasure mounting inside of her. There’s a vibration rolling through me as I realize that I don’t want her to come only once. I want her to come and then after she’s finished, I’ll make her come all over again.

  Her body bucks as I zone in on her clit and suck it into my mouth. She’s screaming as if her life depends on it. I wait for her to regain her breath. She’s still trembling as I milk every ounce of pleasure from her. I stop for a second as my erection is getting out of control. It fucking hurts and my cock wants nothing more than to be inside her sweet tasting pussy. I watch her come and feel as if I could kneel and watch this all day.