BARE: The Bad Boy’s Baby

by Ana Sparks

  “So what happens now?” She was almost afraid to ask the question.

  What if he decided that he didn’t want to be with her now that the danger of being caught by the police was gone? She wasn’t sure she could handle that, but it was something she’d rather find out sooner than later.

  “Right now, I need to find a real job. No more illegal fights for me, Jen. I’ve got you and baby to think about and I’m not going to be any good to either of you if I’m locked up or dead.”

  He leaned back to look down into her eyes as he talked. His voice and his expression were as sincere as Jen had ever seen them, and she felt a weight lift off her shoulders.

  “Why don’t you come back to my place for a few days, Dan? I think both of us could do with the time together without any worry hanging over us.”

  “Are you sure that’s what you want? I’d understand if you didn’t want any kind of relationship with me, Jen. I wouldn't like it, but I would understand. I mean, you don’t really know anything about me other than the fact that I work in a seedy bar and do–” he stopped himself, “did bare-knuckle fights for a living.”

  “I know everything that I need to know, Dan. I know that you defended my honor to the extent that you could’ve been sent to prison for a very long time. I know that you didn’t turn me away when you found out that I was pregnant with your baby, nor did you deny that you could possibly be the father. Not once did you question my story; you believed what I said without hesitation.”

  She swallowed against the lump that had formed in her throat.

  “Don’t you dare tell me that I don’t know anything about you, Dan. I know all the important things, and what's more, I know that I’m going to be proud of the father you’re going to be to our child, whether you and I are in relationship or not.”

  It was Dan’s turn to become emotional, and he pulled her back in for another heartfelt hug.

  “I don’t think that anybody’s ever had that much faith in me before. I don’t know what I did to deserve it, but thank you, Jen.”

  Jen laughed softly. “One day you can listen to me tell our son or daughter about how their daddy and mommy ran away together. We might not have had a conventional start to whatever kind of relationship this is, Dan, but we are going to be in it for a very long time. Even if it’s just as separate parents to our child.”

  “Is the offer of going back to your place still open? Because I’d like to take you up on it. We’ve got a lot to talk about, among other things.”

  The wink he gave her confirmed to Jen that the “other things” he was talking about would probably involve the two of them making love again. Not that she was complaining.

  Chapter Fifteen

  “So, this is where you live?”

  While Jen filled the teapot with water, Dan stood awkwardly in the kitchen, making the already small room seem minuscule with his size.

  “It’s nice.”

  Jen laughed at his discomfort. He was probably completely unaware of just how cute he looked.

  “It’s tiny, but it’s home.”

  She busied herself getting cups ready, asking if he wanted milk and sugar and being not at all surprised when he didn’t want either.

  “At least there’s only going to be the two of us here for the time being. Karen left a note on the fridge saying she's gone to stay with her boyfriend for the week, so we can finally relax properly.”

  “Was Karen one of your friends who came to the bar the first night I met you?”

  Jen nodded, finding it hard to believe that it had only been a few short weeks ago. “She left you there on your own. Man, I’m glad she’s not here right now.” He scowled menacingly, and Jen laughed at his expression.

  “Hey, if she hadn’t left me there, we wouldn’t be here right now, would we? Karen wanted me to leave the bar with the rest of them, but I was the stubborn one who had a point to prove, remember?”

  If only I’d known then what I know now, Jen thought to herself.

  Would she have stayed with Dan that night if she’d known that she was going to get pregnant? Would he have almost killed a man to protect her the same night she told him she was carrying his child? Probably not, and that alone was enough for Jen to have no regrets whatsoever.

  A short while later, they were sitting in the small living room, cuddled together on the couch as they sipped on their tea and enjoyed the peace and quiet. For the first time in days, they both felt completely relaxed.

  “Tomorrow we either have to go by your place or go shopping. As much as I love you in sweatpants, you really need some clothes of your own to wear,” Jen said, and the two of them laughed with an ease that had become second nature to them.

  The next few hours passed by with easy, lighthearted conversation, and eventually they settled into silence, both enjoying the fact that even the quietness felt comfortable.

  “I just thought of something,” Dan said.

  His voice had deepened perceptibly, and Jen wasn’t sure if it was because he was tired or if there was another reason. She looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to finish what he had been going to say.

  “We’ve made love a few times now, but not once have we made love in a bed, or even slept together in one, for that matter.”

  As his words sank in, Jen felt her heart begin to race. She didn’t need to ask him what he wanted, because it was what she wanted as well. Without saying a word, she got to her feet and held out her hand to him with a smile on her face.

  “Well, we can soon put that right.”

  They walked hand-in-hand the short distance from the living room to her bedroom and stood at the foot of the bed looking at each other. The beauty and intimacy of the moment took Jen’s breath away.

  The look in Dan's eyes had her spellbound and she lost track of how long they stood there for. It could have been a minute or it could have been an eternity; time meant nothing and the moment with him meant everything.

  Jen didn’t think she had ever had feelings so intense for anybody before. She had never really loved a man and had never even been in any kind of serious relationship before.

  As she watched a smile spread across Dan’s face, she came to the realization that she might be in love with him. It wasn’t just the way he looked at her or treated her. It was the way his eyes sparkled and his hand felt in hers, and even the musky manliness of his scent.

  She felt safe with him in a way that she’d never felt before, and in an instant that seemed to sear her soul, she knew without a shadow of a doubt that she had been waiting for him her whole life.

  They moved closer together without a word being said, and Jen could feel the warmth of his breath as their lips touched in a kiss that was sensitive, tentative and loving. Dan placed his hands on either side of her face and his lips brushed against hers once again. As Jen’s eyes half closed, he wrapped his arms around her trembling body.

  He scattered kisses, seemingly hundreds of them, over her forehead, her nose, and even her eyelids. Then, he moved her hair to one side and kissed her along her neck and jawline. Jen had never really thought that kisses could be so erotic, but she gladly gave up and let Dan prove her wrong.

  She shivered as his lips returned to hers and his tongue grazed her waiting mouth. As hers came out to meet him, a feeling that could only be described as electric coursed through her veins.

  Dan broke the embrace just long enough to remove Jen's shirt. He ran his hands up her arms to her shoulders and then back down again, his fingers as gentle as butterfly wings when he touched her. Jen’s own hands started to explore, sliding down from around his neck to the broadness of his chest before lowering to the bottom of his T-shirt and giving it a tentative tug upwards. He smiled against her lips and finished the job for her, breaking the kiss just long enough to pull his shirt up and over his head.

  Reaching around to her back, he undid the fastening of her bra and slipped it and her blouse off before taking Jen back into his arms and kissing her again.
Jen didn’t think that she would ever tire of feeling his mouth on hers, and she let out a moan of pure pleasure as his tongue once again explored her mouth eagerly.

  Almost as though they were communicating silently, they slowly moved towards the bed. As the back of Jen’s legs came into contact with it, Dan once again wrapped his arms around her and lowered her gently back onto the mattress, sinking down beside her without breaking contact with her mouth.

  He moaned appreciatively as his hands carried on their journey of exploration, trailing over her breasts and caressing down the sides of her rib cage with the backs of his fingers before moving back up to cup her breasts in his palms. Jen held her breath as he kissed a trail from her mouth, down her neck and over her collarbone, stopping every now and again to nibble at her skin before reaching his goal and gently sucking one of her pert nipples into his mouth.

  His tongue came out to lick over the peak, and Jen moaned as his teeth bit down gently. Dan adjusted his position slightly so that he could get better access to her breasts, and he buried his face in her cleavage. He returned his attention to her nipples, sucking on one before moving across to the other and giving it the same treatment.

  “That feels so good, Dan.”

  She hardly recognized her own voice as she urged him on and enjoyed the pleasure he was giving her. She didn’t want him to stop what he was doing, but she also wanted him to do more.

  Almost as though he could read her mind, Dan relinquished her nipple and started to kiss down over her rib cage to her stomach. He kissed across to one hip and then back over to the other, driving her almost insane with frustration as he seemed to deliberately avoid the one place she wanted to feel his mouth.

  “What’s wrong, baby?” He smiled up at her teasingly, knowing exactly what she was feeling. “Is this what you want?” He used the heel of his hand to press against her pubic mound and Jen let out another moan.

  She didn’t know how to tell him what she wanted. She wasn’t used to being vocal when it came to making love, so how could she tell him that she wanted to feel his hands and lips on the most sensitive and private part of her body?

  Thankfully, he didn’t need her to tell him, because the next kiss he gave her was on the very spot that had been crying out for attention.

  It seemed as though every nerve ending in her body started and ended in her clit, and as Dan kissed lovingly through her clothing she could feel it throb and swell beneath his lips.

  “That! That’s what I want. God, Dan.”

  He chuckled softly as he moved lower on the bed, undoing her jeans and pulling them down as she raised her hips up from the mattress. He moved again and got off the bed completely, kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed, at eye level with her panty-clad pussy.

  She looked down at him with passion in her eyes, silently begging him for something that she didn’t quite know herself.

  “I know, baby. I know.” His voice was husky, and she knew that if she could have seen his body, he would’ve been hard and ready for her, and the thought made her moan again.

  He might have known what she wanted, and he might have wanted the same thing, but he wasn’t ready to give it to her just yet. With a hand that wasn’t quite steady he raised her calf to his mouth and started to kiss his way up her leg. He moved slowly. So slowly that Jen could have screamed with frustration, even though she didn’t want him to stop any time soon.

  He reached her knee and licked and kissed his way higher until he got to the top of her thigh, and Jen held her breath in anticipation. She could have quite happily strangled him when, instead of kissing her pussy, he turned his attention to her other leg and started to lick and kiss his way up it. He slowed his movements down as he reached her thigh and looked up at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

  “You smell beautiful.” She could feel herself blushing at his words. “And I know you’re going to taste so sweet; like melted ice cream on my tongue.”

  She moaned again at his words. She wanted him to tear her panties off her and devour her, but she couldn’t quite find the words to tell him.

  “God, Dan. Please!”

  He knew, just like he always seemed to know, exactly what she wanted from him, and with another smile he took hold of the waistband of her panties and slid them down off her legs. He knelt for a while without moving, content to look at the beauty that was bared before him. His eyes feasted on her body, taking in her full breasts, the curves of her hips, and her glistening wet pussy.

  Jen raised an arm and placed it behind her head so that she could watch him while he enjoyed her. She blushed as he took a deep breath and inhaled her scent before he spread her legs even further apart and kissed his way up the final few inches of the insides of her thighs before finally coming to rest on her womanhood. He licked her pussy lips, sucking on them as he had her nipples, and making her breath catch in her throat as ripples of awareness ran through her.

  He teased her deliciously, using his tongue to slowly circle her opening, applying a little more pressure with each passing sweep. He teased her until she thought she would scream, but even though she was desperately willing him to penetrate her with his tongue, his finger, his cock, she also didn’t want the delicious torment to end.

  She lost track of all time as he used his mouth on her. She wouldn’t have been able to tell anyone what day of the week it was or even what her name was, she was so lost in what he was doing to her. Her free hand found its way down to his head, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled his head harder into her and pushed her hips up to meet him. Then it was Dan’s turn to moan as he slid his tongue into her moist recess and finally tasted her.

  He thrust his tongue in and out a few times, lapping up the juices and driving her to the edge with every passing minute, then he pulled his face away and they both moaned.

  “Baby, I could quite easily come just by tasting you.”

  “I want you so badly, Dan. I don’t think I’ve wanted anyone so much before.” She hardly recognized her own voice.

  “Believe me, the feeling is mutual.”

  He planted another kiss on her aching pussy before raising his head again.

  “I'm so hard for you that I’m hurting. But I have no intention of rushing this, no matter how badly we both want it.”

  He lowered his head again and slid his tongue along her lips, making his way to her clit and licking over the top of her tender bud. Jen’s back arched up off the bed in response.

  “You taste so sweet.” His voice was hoarse and her hand tightened in his hair as she pushed his head back down.

  He stroked her with his tongue, flicking over her clit and circling her labia. She wasn’t sure if she was going to be able to take much more, and then he sucked on her clit at the same time as thrusting a finger deep inside her, and she almost came undone as her orgasm immediately crashed over her.

  “Oh Dan! Ohhh…” Her voice was ragged as she tried to speak, then she gave up even trying as her body bucked beneath his touch and her hips thrust up to meet his face as she held his head in place with both hands.

  He let her ride it out, moaning in approval against her pussy as she clenched and unclenched around the finger that was still inside her, until eventually her breathing calmed, her movements slowed, and her head fell back onto the bed.

  “I was right. You taste like melted ice-cream.” He finally pulled his head away from her and looked up into her dazed face with a smile that she shakily answered with a smile of her own.

  She reached down to pull him back up on the bed.

  “It’s my turn now.”

  As he lay beside her, she tilted her face to his and placed her lips over his mouth, moaning as she tasted herself on him. Her hand brushed across his chest, searching out his nipples and pinching one gently between her finger and thumb. She smiled against his mouth as he moaned in reaction. Payback was going to be so good.

  She raised herself up on one arm, and with the other she reached for the wais
tband of his sweatpants, sliding her eager fingers inside as she reached for his hardness. He wasn’t wearing underwear, which made her smile in delight as she was able to wrap her fist around his length and give a gentle squeeze.

  “You’re so big and hard.” Her voice was throaty with desire as she stroked him slowly.

  It was Dan’s turn to moan as her hand stopped moving after she stroked him just the one time, and he growled at her as his own frustration built, making her chuckle mischievously as she moved her head and gently bit his neck.

  “Now you have to be patient, just like I was, because I have no intentions of rushing.”

  She pulled her hand back out of his sweats, making him groan again, and then she sat up and changed her position so that she could kiss her way down his body, just like he had done to her.

  She moved slowly, relishing his small moans. Small bites and sucks left his skin with goosebumps of reaction as she teased him with her fingers and her mouth, trailing her way down over his muscular chest and tapered torso. She paid particular attention to the smattering of scars and tattoos, making a mental note to ask him about them at a later time.

  Dan’s breath was released in sighs and moans of pleasure as he lay back and let her have his way with him. Jen moved her body and swung a leg across his abdomen, straddling him and holding him in place; making him a willing prisoner to her body. She moved backwards slightly and pressed her pussy down over his still clothed erection, making him gasp in reaction.

  She trailed her fingers lightly over his shoulders and down his arms before moving back up to his neck and down to his chest, circling his nipples before pinching them both and making him moan again.

  “Do you like that?”

  “Baby, I don’t think there’s anything you could do to me that I wouldn’t like.” She loved how hoarse his voice was as he answered her.

  Her fingers danced lower still and she moved her body backwards so that her hands could have access to the very evident bulge in his sweatpants.