by J. L. Beck
“I can give you that then. I can place a baby deep inside you. I can provide, and take care of you. All I ask is that you be the mother Emery deserves and needs.” I knew without a doubt that asking Whitney to be the best mother could be wasn’t even needed she was already the best, and would always strive to take care of our children. She was a perfect woman and would be an even better mother.
“Are you sure? I mean we don’t even know each other. Not like others do before they get married and start a family.” I hated how apprehensive she was and knew I needed to do whatever I could to keep her here with me.
“I’m more than sure Whitney. I’ve wanted you since the day you moved in. I’ve watched and waited and now I want you and I’m not going to take no for an answer not when I know you want this too.” I pulled away and swooped in placing feather light kisses against her throat. She could deny with words all she wanted that she was worried that we were moving too fast but her body would betray her every single time.
“Ahhh. Your lips feel so good on my skin.” She moaned, melting further into my touch. Our bodies were snug together as I brought us down onto the leather couch pulling her into my lap. Whitney let me explore her face, neck, and upper chest with my lips all while my hands tried to map out through her dress the sweet body she was hiding underneath the soft fabric of her dress.
“Say yes Whitney. It’s crazy I know but I’ll never let you go. I’ll never let you down. Never.” I promised with each sugary sweet kiss I placed on her skin. She tipped her head back exposing her neck more for me and I gobbled her up, my tongue trailing over her skin gently. I wanted to nip, bite, and suck. I wanted to devour her and I would as soon as she gave me the word.
“Yes, Liam. I want those things with you, and if you can promise me that you won’t let go, not ever then I’ll give you my all, my heart, my body, my mind, and my soul.” I gripped her tighter to my chest, cradling her, and never wanting to let go. This would work, there was nothing, and no one that would stand in the way of Whitney and I having our very own happily ever after.
Chapter Three
Whitney
One Week Later
It was safe to say I was crazy. No, I was more than crazy. I had lost my ever-loving mind. Still in my defense when a man like Liam Foss came into your life and made you an offer you couldn’t refuse while you took it and ran.
I couldn’t get over the giddy feeling he made me feel. Every time I was around him it was like riding a roller coaster and my emotions showed it. I was elated and excited, but at the same time I was nervous and filled with anxiety. In all honesty, I was a hot mess.
I told Liam I wanted to go home and think about what he had offered me when truthfully I knew for sure what my answer would be. Looking at his daughter and knowing she needed a mother and that I wanted kids and a family myself I couldn’t say no to him. That and he was gorgeous, had a good paying job and no criminal record.
“On a scale of insane, to insane how crazy would you assume me to be if I got pregnant with my new bosses baby?” I asked my sister as I face timed her. The look on her face said she was going to come to my house and beat some sense into me.
“Well, first I have to ask you how much wine you’ve drunk today since that’s a hysterical question and I would assume you would be wasted to even ask me that?” She frowned. “Then I would ask you what the hell is wrong with you, and are you seriously considering this?”
Layla was my big sister and my rock so it was no surprise to me that she assumed I had lost my mind when I told her what I was doing.
“He’s a CEO Layla, not to mention a single dad. He’s sweet, sensitive, and he makes my heart beat out of my chest. When I’m with him I feel like there is so much more to this life I’m living.” I wasn’t lying. Liam really made me feel all those things and the fact he had a daughter and was an amazing father was all that mattered to me. People didn’t have to know each other a lifetime to know if they were meant to be. They just had to be compatible.
Layla shook her head, “All those things make him the perfect fit to be the father of your children?” I sucked in a breath.
“Yes. He’s more than certified and I think that if I open myself up to it, I can see an entire future with him. He’s more than just my employer and I’m more than just a nanny to him.” I didn’t know why I was trying to justify Liam and I being together to my sister, let alone my family. If I wanted a baby then I would have a baby. If I wanted to get married I would get married. Love in my eyes has no boundaries.
“I’m sorry Whit but I want to make sure my little sister is being taken care of. I don’t want you making a choice you may regret.” She pouted giving me the eye flutter she always did growing up. The one that said sorry, but I’m going to rat you out to Mom and Dad.
“I’ve got to go though okay? I’ll text you.” I ended the call, not wanting what my sister had said to affect me in a negative way before I had to go head over to Liam’s house.
Smoothing my hands over the front of my plaid button down t-shirt I blew out a hot breath of air. Then I grabbed my phone slipping it into the back pocket of my skinny jeans and grabbed my house keys as I headed out the door. I had crossed the street and was headed up the driveway and just about to the front door when Liam opened it greeting me with his sensational panty-melting smile.
Emery giggled and smiled at me as I stepped over the threshold and into the house, closing the door behind me. I was encompassed in warmth the feelings Liam made me feel were explosive. Every beat of my heart was for him.
“Did you think over everything we discussed?” Liam questioned, placing Emery into her highchair where her breakfast was being served.
I licked my lips, every suddenly feeling hotter. Liam’s gaze wandered all over my body, before coming back up to my face.
“I did.” My breaths were coming out in pants. The man hadn’t even touched me yet and I was on fire.
“What did you decide?” His presence sucked all the air out of the room. How could someone so gorgeous be single, and a good dad?
“I want it. I want it all. With you.” I didn’t know if I had sealed our fates then or not but Liam felt the same spark I did deep down in my belly. He crossed the space between us in two strides taking my face between his hands as he brought our lips together. The kiss was powerful and soul searing. The heat of his body against mine shot aches of pleasure straight to my core.
“Thank fuck you said that because I was almost certain when you walked out my front door yesterday that you weren’t going to come back.” His confession made my knees weak. Was he afraid of losing me?
“We hardly know each other, yet for some reason, my body feels like it’s known you an entire lifetime.” I leaned my forehead against his letting his scent wash over me. He was so manly, and sexy, and I couldn’t help the need I had to dissect him and figure out what made him the man he was today.
“We’re perfect together.” I could feel the hardness of his cock against my belly and almost moaned as he slowly ground his groin against me. Was it so much to ask the man to pick me up, and pin me against the wall taking from me whatever he wanted?
“Dadddddddaaaa….” Emery squealed forcing us both to pull away from either. I was breathing heavy as was Liam when we finally separated. All I could think about was how hot that was, and how it was only going to get hotter when the clothes we wore fell to the floor and our bodies came together.
“Sweet Emery. Are you excited to have Whitney join our family?” Liam’s voice was filled with excitement as he spoke to Emery. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that I would be jumping into something like this.
Emery reacted by smacking her hands against the high chair tray, causing pieces of egg and toast to go in every direction. I couldn’t help but laugh even if there was a huge mess because she was just so adorable.
“It’s an honor to be apart of all of this.” My eye collided with Liam’s and the heat in his stare could’ve started the entire hous
e on fire. The yearning and need he felt for me gushed from deep inside him and I had a feeling that the things he gave me a glimpse of were nothing but a scratch on the surface of what he was really going to do to me.
“I have work that I need to get done, so I’ll be in my office most of the day. If you need anything that’s where you can find me.” His voice was gruff and deep. Was it strange that I wanted to fall into it and never come back out?
“Okay, while Emery and I will be out here.” Coldness seeped into my bones as he grabbed his coffee cup and left the room in a rush. Every step he took away from me made my body ache for him more. I didn’t understand his need to run away, but I knew that whatever was happening between us was so much more than even he expected.
When I heard the door to his office closed I grabbed a cup from the cupboard which only took me two times to locate and then poured myself a cup of steamy goodness knowing that I would need all the coffee I could get. It had been months since my last nanny job, and to say I was out of shape when it came to chasing minions around all day was an understatement.
“I think I like your daddy a lot,” I whispered to Emery sipping at my piping hot black coffee. She smiled shoving a piece of toast into her mouth while drool dripped down her chin. I couldn’t wipe the smile from my face and as I stared at Emery something caught out of the corner of my eye on the breakfast bar counter I noticed a list that Liam had handwritten on a large post-it note.
I read through it realizing it was a list of things that he wanted me to do today with Emery. Maybe he had forgotten to say something about it because he was all flustered by my presence.
“Daddy has loads of fun stuff for us to today,” I spoke out loud to Emery even though I knew she wouldn’t respond. There were tons of options, movie time, naptime, books, blocks, reciting letters or at least trying too among a few things. I leaned against the counter for a few minute’s drinking the rest of my coffee and letting Emery finish her breakfast while my mind drifted to the things I wanted to do to Mr. Foss.
Once Emery started to fuss I knew she was ready to move onto something new so I cleaned her and the high chair up before moving into the playroom, which was right off the living room. I laughed at Liam’s puny little gate, knowing all too soon we would need to purchase something sturdier to hold back Miss Emery.
We played with the blocks first but soon moved onto the books. I had just started a new book when Emery climbed up into my lap with a blanket, her big blue eyes shining up at me. Her blonde hair was all curly, and as she settled her head against my chest her sweet baby scent filled my nostrils.
I squeezed her gently as I started reading the book my back leaning against the wall behind me. Both of us must’ve been tired because not even a page into the book Emery was sleeping, and I was dozing off, the image of Liam and I with big sister Emery as we revealed to our friends and family that we were having a baby.
My eyes fluttered closed as I relaxed into everything good that was happening in my life.
“Kiss me, Whitney,” Liam smirked at me, his shirtless chest against my own. Tears pricked from my eyes, but they weren’t tears of sadness instead they were tears of happiness because I had finally found me forever.
I had finally found the man to give me everything I could ever want in life. A home. A family. A husband. A life that was more, than worth just living.
“I love you,” I mumbled, reaching up to press my lips against his firm ones letting the warmth of his touch wash over me.
Chapter Four
Liam
My body was more than pent up. It was on the verge of exploding. I wanted, no scratch that needed Whitney’s touch. I had gotten virtually no work done, aside from answering a few emails my mind continually drifting to Whitney and Emery, as I wondered what they were doing.
I agonized over stepping out of my office to check up on them. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust Whitney because I did. It was just I had this strange need to be close to her. I wanted her in the most intimate, and beautiful ways. Having only known her a short time, somehow she had managed to get underneath my skin.
Her smile and bright green eyes were all I saw every night when I closed my eyes to go to sleep. The knowledge she had about children, and love she felt for my daughter who wasn’t even her child pierced my heart making me want her more than I had before if that was even possible.
Unable to restrain myself another second, and knowing it was close to Emery’s nap time I escaped the confines of my office and walked down the hall into the kitchen and living room. The house was quiet, too quiet. I walked quickly to the playroom where my entire locked up as soon as I caught a glimpse of Whitney holding Emery in her arms.
They were both fast asleep, and as much as I hated to wake them I needed to put Emery in her crib. Staring at them for a few more moments I moved swiftly taking Emery up in my arms. Her tiny little face snuggled into my chest and I melted like hot butter.
Whitney shot forward a look of panic on her face as her sleepy eyes scanned the room for whom I assumed to be Emery.
“I’ll be right back,” I whispered as I took Emery to her room, and tucked her in. She was already snoring quiet little snores when I shut the door and walked back out into the living room.
“I’m sorry Liam. I didn’t mean to fall asleep with her in my lap. I swear to you.” I could tell Whitney was worried and I wanted to wipe that worry away because I knew more than anyone that she would never do anything to harm our daughter. Without even thinking about it I was at her side in a second, my body against hers.
“Shhh. I’m the one that’s sorry. You did nothing wrong.” I smoothed my thumb across a worry line that was creasing against her forehead, marring her perfect alabaster white skin.
“But I did Liam. I did.” The fear inside of her was mounting, her bright green eyes growing wider with each passing second. I knew then that I needed to do whatever I could to make her feel okay again. Cupping her by the cheeks I pressed my lips against hers harshly hoping like hell I could bring her back down to Earth and relief flooded me the moment she started to melt into my touch, a tiny moan of pleasure escaping between our lips.
Except now that I had kissed her I had really caused a problem, more for myself than her. My cock grew harder, the longer we kissed, my hands slipping from her face and down her arms, and slowly dropping down to the hem of her shirt. God, she looked absolutely delicious in skinny jeans.
“Fuck.” I hissed pulling away from her, gripping her hips in tight holding praying that the distance of about a foot that I put between us would be enough for me to stop myself from devouring her.
“Me.” A sexy smile pulled at her lips, as two white teeth sank into the bottom of her petal pink lip.
“You don’t know what you’re asking for yet. I want this. I want you. What you don’t understand though is that once this happens between us I won’t let go. Never. It’s only been a day Whitney and I don’t want to scare you off, so don’t tell me you want this if you don’t.” Her smile dropped and in its place, a frown formed.
“Don’t tell me what I want Mr. Foss. I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t know what I wanted. You need a mother to sweet little Emery, and I want a family. A baby of mine own, of our own.” It was in those words that she spoke that something overcame me. I pushed away the apprehension and worry that things were spiraling out of control too soon and instead let what was happening now flourish into whatever it was supposed to be.
I pounced, my hands gripping her by the hips as I pulled her into my lap and lifted us carrying her to my bedroom, our bedroom.
“Put a baby inside of me Liam.” She whispered into my ear as her teeth grazed against the sensitive lobe. She had no fuckin’ clue what it was that she was asking for, but I would be damned if I wasn’t going to give her, us, that baby.
Placing her against the thousand-count Egyptian cotton sheets I knew her skin was 100 times softer than I peeled those sexy, skin tight, jeans off of her. Her mesmerizing ey
es never leaving mine as I made quick work of them.
My heart raced, beating furiously against my rib cage as if it was trying to break free. She was the one. She was it. The woman I was going to make a family with the woman I had waited an entire year for. I had watched her. I had waited. I had set up the job, and I knew she wanted, and this and it was finally happening.
“Liam.” She moaned out reaching for me as she undid the buttons on her shirt. What the fuck? I was still dressed. I needed to fix that right now.
Frantically I peeled my shirt off revealing my sculpted body just for her. Then I flicked the button on my jeans and was surprised when her hand snaked out in front of me stopping me from moving any further.
“Let me.” She purred like a kitten. I couldn’t help myself. Lifting both hands into the air I let her pull my jeans down, and she did so as slow as humanly fucking possible. It wasn’t until my cock sprung free, and my jeans hit my ankles that she stopped to admire what she had revealed.
“It’s all yours.” I gripped all seven inches of hard steel cock in my hand, slowly rubbing my fingers against the head. Her mouth popped open, and then her eyes darted up to mine. I winked at her because I was very ready to put that baby inside of her.
“Fuck, you’re way bigger than I’ve ever had.” She licked her lips and removed her shirt. I continued to smirk like an asshole because I was damn proud of my body, and cock. I had saved this little part of myself for a perfect woman.
“And I’ll be the last you ever have.” I shucked the jeans from around my ankles and dropped down to my knees at the edge of the bed, my hands gripping onto Whitney’s ankles. She watched me hesitantly as if she wasn’t sure what was going to happen before.
“Have you ever been licked on your pussy sweetheart?” I had to ask, the question was burning a whole through my head.
She shook her head no, her cheeks growing red in embarrassment. God, she was so fucking perfect and I would be the first to taste her there.