His Secret Baby

by Ashlee Price

  “Ahh, I bet you’ve used this many times before, then.”

  Scott stopped and turned me towards him. “I misspoke. I’m not sure why I said that, but I’m not trying to impress any woman but you, Jesse. I haven’t wanted anyone but you since I met you.”

  I got out of the car, not really sure what I was supposed to say to his declaration. I had feelings for him, ones that I wished more than anything weren’t there, but there was something about imagining him with other women that had bothered me. The problem was that it shouldn’t bother me. I knew what kind of man he was. Although he was taking an interest in me now, I had to remind myself that the feeling would be fleeting at best. I knew that, so the last thing I needed to do was make it worse by believing him.

  “I thank you for the invitation anyway, Scott. I’ve needed to get out for a while, and I’m always ready for a new experience.”

  His blue eyes twinkled, and I knew that he was thinking of other new experiences that I might like to try. The way he smiled at me melted my heart and left me speechless. I had no more questions after that, and instead took the arm that he offered. I was going to say something about how I was dressed, but he could see it for himself. If he’d been worried about it, Scott could have asked me to change before we came out.

  I was still in uniform, and although it didn’t seem that Scott minded what I was wearing at all, I felt like I was sticking out like a sore thumb. I was the only one that wasn’t dressed in formal wear. I didn’t even want to say anything then, or be seen by the judgmental eyes that looked on.

  I pulled tighter to Scott. It was one of the first and only times that I felt strange to be in a place. I never felt like anyone was better than me, my father had ground that in young, but I didn’t feel like I belonged here. Being on Scott’s arm with him looking so handsome in his suit, I felt like an imposter and feared that at any moment someone was going to say exactly that and make me leave. There was too much money around for me to be comfortable. I don’t think I would ever be able to get used to it.

  Scott noticed nothing, and he treated me like I was gold, holding the chair out for me and always being so polite, so perfect.

  Chapter 3 – Scott

  “Well, I don’t want to take up any more of your time, Scott. I can see that you have a beautiful woman who deserves your attention far more than I do.”

  Jesse smiled and looked away. I could tell that Sam’s words made her blush. Everything he said, every compliment, was true, but to hear it said by another person just concreted the fact. She was beautiful, a rare diamond, and I wasn’t the only one who noticed. On the other hand, it didn’t exactly make my day to see the looks that other men in the room were giving her. I had to expect it, of course – she was a beautiful woman – but I didn’t have to like it.

  Watching one of my old colleagues leave, I had to wonder if he’d been there to say hello to me, or if he’d merely come over because of Jesse. Even when she was in her uniform of a white collared shirt and black pants, she was breathtaking. There was nothing that I could do but look at her and smile.

  “Are you okay, Scott? I don’t think you’ve blinked for a while.” She giggled. “I think people are supposed to blink. Maybe it was the food. The pasta was good, but I don’t think I want to even look at another noodle for a while.”

  It took me a minute to process her words. At the moment I was just looking at her lips and trying my best not to pull her across the table and into my lap. I wanted to kiss her. I still tasted her on my lips when I closed my eyes and really thought about it. It wasn’t something that I was able to just brush off.

  “Sorry, I don’t know what’s gotten into me lately. You just look so lovely tonight, Jesse. It’s hard not to stare at you.”

  Her face turned a little pink and I loved the way she looked. Jesse didn’t seem to realize how pretty she was. She was one of those women who were hard to find. She was heavenly and didn’t see herself that way, so there was no ego. It was rather frustrating, though, because other women would give me a knowing smile that told me what they wanted, but there were no flirtatious looks to be had Jesse. I was just left to wonder and make conjectures that I hoped were right. It kept me guessing, and it kept my hands off of her, because I was afraid that I was reading it wrong and only seeing what I wanted to see from the situation.

  “Come on, Scott, let’s get out of here. It’s clear that the wine has gone to your head.”

  I had to agree. I would have agreed to anything, even though there was part of me that wanted to stay. I didn’t want to drop her off and go home alone. I wanted her in my arms, and the more I thought about it, the less of a real possibility it started to seem. Maybe if I just stayed there, if we stayed there, then I would have the time to convince her that I was what she wanted.

  “Come on, Scott, seriously. It’s getting late and we both have to get up pretty early in the morning.”

  I knew then that she meant business, so instead of arguing with her, I got up. My legs felt a little wobbly and I had to steady myself against the table for a moment, but I’d drunk more in one sitting many times before. At first it had been an attempt to calm my nerves, but I now had no nerves whatsoever. I was limber and ready, sure that I was still somehow going to convince her.

  Wrapping my arm around her waist, I took the fact that she didn’t brush me off as a good sign. I wanted to see it that way. I wanted her to want me. That was really the only thing I knew.

  When I got out my keys to open the driver’s side, Jesse took them from me and offered to drive. I told her that it wasn’t necessary, but she wasn’t going to take no for an answer.

  “I’m not saying you’re drunk, but you certainly are not ready to do any driving. Just tell me where to go and I’ll take you there. I can always get a cab from your house.”

  “I want to go home with you.”

  Her smile faltered. Even in my intoxicated state, I could tell that she wasn’t ready for that answer. But I didn’t budge. I wasn’t going to give her my address. Then she would drop me off and leave me. If I went home with her, Jesse would have to deal with me once and for all. In my mind, at that time, it seemed like a solid plan that was going to work.

  “Scott, you have to tell me where you live so I can take you there. My place isn’t that big, and you’ll end up on the couch if you stay with me.”

  That begged the question of her bed, but I knew not to say anything. She was not ready, and even though I was already pushing it, I knew not to push it that far. If she refused again, I was going to tell her where I really lived. But thankfully that didn’t happen, and before I knew it, we were on our way back to the bistro. There was a surge of hope within me.

  “I don’t care if you stay the night, but…”

  “I know, I know, no funny business.”

  She grinned at me and I was left to suffocate with my throat closing up. Did she even know what she did to me, how she made me feel?

  Chapter 4 – Jesse

  “Are you sure this is going to be okay?”

  I looked at the man on the couch. I felt bad for him. His legs wouldn’t even straighten out, and he didn’t look comfortable. I was sure that he was going to have a crook in his neck if he slept that way all night.

  “Yes, I’m fine. Really.”

  Not having anything else to offer him but my own bed, I went into my room and got dressed in my sleep clothes. I could hear him rustling around on the couch and I felt bad again. It was hard not to. After everything that he’d done for me, it felt wrong to leave him like that. It just didn’t seem right.

  “Scott?”

  “Yeah?”

  “Why don’t you come in here? The bed is plenty big enough. You’re never going to get to sleep on that thing.”

  It didn’t take but a couple of moments for him to get into the room, and if I wasn’t so thrown off I would have laughed, it was that funny. He didn’t seem drunk anymore, and the glaze in his eyes had been replaced with a look that said he wan
ted to devour me. I was having second thoughts, but it was too late.

  “Are you sure, Jesse?”

  I nodded my head, but I couldn’t get anything else to come out. Scott was taking his shirt off, and I wasn’t prepared for the hard lines of his chest. He was even more gorgeous with his shirt off, and when he went for his pants, I couldn’t help but hide my face. I could feel it getting hot. I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to face him or not. I didn’t think I was, but I didn’t have a choice when he crawled onto the bed next to me and got underneath the covers.

  I could feel his hot body on mine immediately, and I realized then that I’d made a mistake. A big one. When he pulled me in for a kiss, I knew that I was lost.

  His lips were soft but insistent. He tasted like the wine that we’d drunk with dinner, and I could feel myself getting drunk off the taste. I wanted him so badly, far too badly, and when he moved to cover my body, I didn’t resist. I’d resisted him far too long, and now there was nothing I wanted to do but let him have his way with me. It was just for a night. I wasn’t going to fall in love, this was all about pleasure.

  When I felt Scott push his lower body against me, I gasped at the hardness already there. We’d only kissed for a moment and it was raging underneath me, throbbing and throwing off an avalanche of heat that was driving me crazy.

  “Wrap your legs around me, Jesse.”

  I did as he wanted, unable to think of anything else that I wanted more. But I instantly regretted the action. When I moved my legs up to his waist and then his torso, I could feel his need even more. Now it was pressing into me so hard that I thought he would go right through the shorts I was wearing. It was hard to think, and the more he pushed in, the more I wanted all of him. I hadn’t planned this or thought it would happen, but now I felt like if he didn’t do me right then and there, right now, I was surely going to explode. Surely a person could explode, and I was sure that I was going to be next for such a fate. I just knew it.

  “Please, Scott.”

  He chuckled at my request. I wasn’t sure what I was asking for, but when his mouth moved onto my chest and took one of my hard nipples inside, I knew that he knew exactly what I needed.

  My legs fell off of his waist as he pushed me back into the bed and gave us a little distance. For a moment I thought he was leaving, and I heard the whine that ripped between my lips. The last thing that I wanted was for him to go. I was too far into it and the internal implosion was seriously starting to worry me. Scott was going to single-handedly drive me crazy.

  “I just want to see all of you, Jesse. I’m not going anywhere, but I’ve been thinking about what you look like underneath those clothes for a long time. I have to see all of you before we go any further.”

  His words meant nothing except that his hands were not going to touch me right away. I whimpered again and lifted my hips up to pull my own shorts down. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath, and before I could really think about what I was doing, I had my fingers sliding along my slit. I couldn’t believe how wet I was, and I couldn’t believe how wanton I was acting.

  Scott’s eyes darkened and he stood up long enough to shrug off his last bit of clothing. My eyes were riveted to the hard meat that was driving me insane, and my free hand went to wrap my fingers around it. The silken rod felt so good in my hand, and the sound that came from Scott was somehow even better.

  I don’t know what spurred him on, but after my one innocent touch, he seemed to go a little crazy himself. Before I knew it, he was back on top of me, his body wedged between my legs, and I could feel the heat of him against my own tempered flesh. I gasped as I felt him move towards me and then my eyes closed as the hard head pushed me open and started to penetrate my core.

  Crying out into the night, my head buried into his shoulder as I tried to stop the sounds that were coming from me. It was embarrassing how good he felt. Nothing was supposed to feel so good, and I was unable to stop the noises he wrung out of me. I was almost sick of trying.

  “Please, Scott. I need all of you.”

  He pushed in deeper and I hissed as he filled me up. It didn’t seem like it would fit, but he forced himself all the way in and told me to hang on. I did as I was told, even though it sounded like something you’d tell a kid on a roller coaster. Little did I know that a roller coaster ride was pretty close to the truth.

  Scott in bed was just like he was in person, overwhelming and a bit much to take. I wanted to tell him to slow down, sure that he was going to break me, but there was no telling him no, no slowing down the way he moved. After less than a minute, I didn’t seem to care. All I could think about was how good he felt inside of me and how much more I needed him.

  Even as I felt him come inside of me, groaning his own pleasure out into the night air, I knew that I was lost. I’d broken the promise that I’d made to myself before it all started. As he rolled to his side and pulled me against his sweaty body, I knew that I had lost my heart to him. It was supposed to be just pleasure, but all I felt was love.

  “Are you okay, Jesse? I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

  I told him that I was fine, wondering for a moment what he was talking about. He hadn’t hurt me at all, just given me more pleasure than I thought my body could hold. It wasn’t hard to see that I was well out of my league. I’d known that Scott was a dangerous man, but now I knew just how dangerous he could really be.

  To be continued in Part 6…

  Served Part 6: Scorched

  By: Ashlee Price

  Prologue

  Jesse and Scott have turned a corner in their relationship. It’s not just a fling, and it’s not just him wanting her; it’s something else now. Since they made love for the first time, Jesse hasn’t been able to keep Scott away – not that she wants to. She’s never been happier, and she’s starting to think of this as a long-term relationship. Even though he’s rich and perfectly handsome, Jesse is really starting to think that they have a shot. Opposites attract, after all, or that’s what her best friend keeps telling her. For the first time in a long time, Jesse is starting to feel optimistic about her future.

  When Scott invites her to meet his parents, Jesse is sure that it’s another step in their love story, something that will take them to the next level together. Little does she know that it’s really just a test – one that she fails miserably. Nothing is going to be the same, and once Jesse realizes how much has changed, it’s hard for her to comprehend everything falling apart. If only she hadn’t fallen so hard and so fast.

  Chapter 1 – Scott

  “Are you really that stupid, son? Do you even think about the business and what it will look like? Did you think about it even once? I told you to go there and learn about her, not spend the day working there. What were you thinking, Scott? This is beneath you.”

  For a moment I wanted to hang up. I knew that he was talking about Jesse. Well, actually I still wasn’t sure what he was talking about, but if it had to do with Jesse, I didn’t want to hear his opinion. I thought Dad was mad that I’d given her the money and now she wouldn’t sell. I’d tried to tell him that buying wasn’t a good idea, but I was sure that he hadn’t listened.

  “Dad, what are you talking about? I didn’t work there, and nothing I’ve done would put the family or the business in a bad light. So if you’re going to call me yelling, you’re going to have to be a little more specific, or I’m going to hang up.”

  “Do you know who you’re talking to?”

  I was sure that he wanted me to calm down, show him respect, but I’d just woke up and the last thing that I wanted to hear was him try to lecture me on anything. He really needed to look at his own life before he started to judge mine. His life was a mess and for the first time in a long time, I felt like my life was finally going in the right direction. I wasn’t going to let him ruin that for me.

  “I’m your father and I’m your boss, Scott. You need to remember that. Your position can change at any time. You’re where you are becaus
e of me.”

  I could feel my temperature going the same way my blood pressure was going. Hearing his condescending tone was always hard, but it was even harder when I knew that I couldn’t tell him what I really thought of him. It wouldn’t have been good, I was sure of that, but I would have felt better about it. Sadly, I just wanted him to be happy, or proud of me, but I knew that wasn’t ever going to happen. I needed to stop trying, I would tell myself all of the time, but even now I wanted him to approve.

  “What is it you’re calling about?”

  “Well, I was calling about the paperwork that I wanted you to sign. Did Caroline not give it to you?”

  His voice told me that he knew she had. Caroline did his bidding without question, and I knew that was what he wanted from me too. But I wasn’t wired that way. I figured that it had a lot to do with his DNA.

  “Yes, I got it, but I left early before I could get it all taken care of.”

  “Where do you have to go that’s more important than the job?”

  I could have named just about anything and it would have been better than the job I had now. I was sick of it, but that wasn’t what he wanted to hear. He wanted to know where I’d gone, and I wasn’t ready to tell him about falling for the girl. I couldn’t tell him that I was head over heels for Jesse. He wouldn’t understand at all.

  “I just had some things to take care of. I’ll look over it and sign it before the end of the day today.”

  “Fine. So what about the pictures of you working with an apron on at that bistro I’m trying to buy?”

  Oh, that. I hadn’t realized that there were pictures, but with everyone walking around with phones nowadays, it’s hard not to get your picture taken. Someone must have recognized me and posted it. My father was embarrassed that his son was working as a cashier. It would reflect badly on him somehow, but there was nothing that I could say about the truth. Dad didn’t want to hear the truth, especially when it came to women. He would never understand, because he used women like playthings and not much else. I’d been the same way, but I couldn’t be that way with Jesse. I just couldn’t.