Love Child (6 page)

“Why did you pick up my suits, Adeline? That’s not your job.” I inspected the handful of suits scattered at her feet. My chest squeezed when I realized she’d thought to get them, probably noticing my note on the fridge asking Helen to please pick them up when she could.

Like she’d been reminded of them, she crouched down and layered the plastic-bagged suits back into her arms. “I know, but I thought it would be nice. And I’m not used to all of this sitting around. I grew up on a farm. We worked hard. Every day. I don’t like sitting around and staring out windows or flipping through channels. I like to work. To keep busy.” She paused once she’d gathered up my suits, seeming to know I’d come up behind her, but was too afraid to look back.

“And you thought you’d keep busy by running across town to grab my dry-cleaning?” I looked down at her carefully running her hands over my suits like they were her very own.

“That . . . and I might have planted a little herb garden outside, defrosted the freezer, picked up some more coffee”—when she glanced back, she must have noticed my mouth starting to drop open—“and a few other little things. And before you go off about me not being here to do that stuff or not expecting me to do that stuff or whatever you’re about to”—finally, her eyes met mine—“I did it because I wanted to. So there.”

My mouth twitched. “Then thank you.”

Giving a terse nod, her head twisted back around as she stood, moving toward my closet. “I’ll hang these up and give you some privacy.”

She was flustered. I could tell from the pitch of her hips and the tone of her voice. I loved how I already could sense her emotions. How I felt like I had the pad of my finger pressed into the pulse of her feelings.

“I don’t want privacy. Not from you, Adeline. The rest of the world, fine, but the last thing I want from you right now is for you to give me some privacy.”

Following her into my walk-in closet, I hovered in the doorway. She knew I was there, so she hung my suits and kept turned away.

“I wanted to take a shower first. I wanted to change into something different.” She pinched the hem of her dress, lifting it as she inspected it like it was subpar. “I wanted to get all ready for tonight, to be ready for
you
.”

My throat tightened at her words. “The woman standing in front of me right now is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. There is nothing you could do to be more beautiful than you are right now.”

She let the hem of her dress fall, inspecting her palms. Adeline’s hands were strong and had the calluses to prove it. To look at her, she was as fragile as a bird, but to know her, she was the strongest thing around. “I’m plain. Perfectly ordinary. You don’t have to try to convince me otherwise. I’m happy with who I am, but please don’t lie to me. You don’t have to tell me I’m beautiful to get me to sleep with you. I already agreed to that.”

How could she not see it? How did she not know? Moving closer, I fought the urge to wrap my arms around her and pull her to me. “I’m telling you that because it’s the truest thing I’ve ever known. Not because I’m lying to you or trying to get you to sleep with me or any reason other than because it’s the truth.” I let my hand slide around her waist.

She trembled but didn’t shy away. “I wanted tonight to be special.”

Unable to fight the urge to be near her, I stepped closer until my chest was pressing into her back. My perma-hard dick jutted between us, nudging her in the ass. She flinched, but instead of moving away, she moved closer until her soft, full backside was pressed into my crotch.

A ragged breath hissed from me when I felt the warmth of her skin through the material of her dress, heating my cock. “This is going to be special no matter how or where we do it, no matter what you’re wearing or not wearing. You’re giving me the gift of your virginity. That’s special.”

Sliding her hair behind her back, I lowered my mouth to her neck to taste it. She gave a little whimper when I sucked at the delicate skin. I knew I shouldn’t have, but damn, I couldn’t help putting my mark on her. She tasted just like I’d expected—sweet like cherries, with a hint of innocence.

“I’m about to put my baby inside of you,” I breathed against her. “That is the most fucking special thing in this whole world. Just relax, baby. This will be special. This will be perfect. Because I’m sharing it with you.”

She started breathing faster when my arm wound around her, securing her tiny body against mine. Her heavy chest spilled out above my arm, making my balls ache with what I’d built up just for her.

“I don’t know what I’m doing,” she whispered even as her ass started to wiggle up and down my length until her cheeks were essentially fucking me through her dress.

My hand curled into a fist, my teeth gritting as I forced myself to hold off. It would serve no purpose to cum all over her ass when I was trying to get her pregnant.

“I don’t think I’ll be very good at first. Just tell me what to do . . . show me what you need.” Her breathy voice, matched with her ass working me over, became too much. I had to step back to keep from losing it all over that pretty floral dress.

“Adeline, baby”—I twisted her around so I could look in her eyes—“you are perfect in every way. From the way you smile to the way you laugh to the way you’re going to fuck. Enough worrying. Just relax and let me take care of you.”

Her eyes were wide, excited, and even though her cheeks were coloring, she never once looked away. Giving a nervous nod, she stepped back a few feet. Her dress had gotten shifted around from our petting, and the neckline had been inched down enough I could just make out the pale pink material of her bra. I bet her nipples were the same pretty shade. I couldn’t wait to see if I was right. I couldn’t wait to see if they tasted as sweet as the rest of her.

She blew out a breath, her gaze dropping down my body. To the very spot on my body that was literally throbbing with want for her. I watched her eyes go wide, my inner demon gloating. Whereas Adeline seemed to be excessively shy, I was excessively not. I loved watching her look at me, take me in. I reveled in watching her lips part, her pupils dilate as they roamed my groin. I loved knowing that my arousal was spurring hers.

Adeline sank her teeth into her bottom lip, continuing to study me. “Can I touch you?”

I grunted as if she already was. “You don’t need to ask. Come here. Put your hands on me.”

Her teeth still working that lip to death, she slid toward me. I was expecting her hand to brush my stomach first, maybe mold around my backside—what I wasn’t expecting from my shy, innocent virgin was for her fingers to wrap around my cock, gripping me firmly. A breath stuck in my chest from the sensation of her hand on me. As timid as she’d been, there wasn’t a trace of timidity in her touch.

Her eyelashes lowered as she looked at her hand wound around me, all while working her lip over. My mouth watered, wanting to nibble on her lips too.

“How’s that supposed to fit inside of me?”

When her hand started moving against me, I had to squeeze my balls to keep from coming. The feel of her skin against mine, the sensation of her gliding against me—God, I couldn’t wait to bury myself inside her.

“I’ll be gentle,” I rasped. “Careful. I’ll go nice and slow. I promise.”

Then her hand twisted around me gently, almost like she was sizing me up. “I have no idea how something so big is supposed to fit in something so small, but I’ll trust you.”

Hearing her say that, feeling her hand spiraling up and down me, made me leak my first drop of pre-cum. I gave my balls another yank, knowing I couldn’t wait much longer.

Her other hand found mind, spreading her fingers down each of mine. “I’m not sure one of these fingers of yours will fit inside of me.” Winding her hand around my wrist, she skimmed my hand across her body until it was sliding up the skirt of her dress. “Feel,” she whispered, hooking her panties aside to give me better access.

At first, I just ran my knuckles gently against her, my heart ready to break out of my chest when I felt that against all human reality, she was somehow ever wetter than she had been last night.

She was wet for me. This was her body’s invitation to mine. Her pussy’s way of expressing her need. I resisted the overwhelming desire to lift her, pin her up against a wall, and give that needy pussy exactly what it was begging for.

Virgin
, I reminded myself. Careful. Gentle.

Dousing myself in a proverbial cold shower, I continued my exploration.

“Inside.” Adeline grabbed hold of my hand again, lowering it a bit. Extending my finger, she slipped it toward her opening. “Feel me
inside
.”

More pre-cum. Fuck. I was behaving like a prepubescent, losing my shit all over the place.

Pushing my finger inside, I didn’t make it far before I realized she was right. My finger barely fit. How in the hell was I going to fit the beast begging to have his way inside of this snug channel?

Her hips slid down on my finger, her mouth falling open when I penetrated her deeper. This was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced, and my cock wasn’t even the appendage grinding up inside her.

“Deeper,” she moaned.

As eager as I was to meet her every demand, I would not fuck her first with my finger. No, that honor belonged to my cock. He’d been patient, and he was about to be rewarded for it. She gave a little whimper when I pulled out.

I sucked on my finger, making sure she was watching me as I did it. “Such a sweet, sweet cherry. It’s a shame that I’m going to have to pop it, but I think you’ll find the reward that much sweeter.”

Linking my hand with hers, I led her out of the closet and back into my bedroom, flipping on a few table lamps as I went. I wanted as many lights on as possible. I didn’t want to miss a single thing.

When we reached the foot of my bed, I snagged one of the chairs stuffed into a corner of my room and slid it closer. Adeline waited, watching me. Now that we weren’t touching, she looked unsure again, that air of innocence clinging to her. It made me think very not-innocent thoughts.

“Take off your clothes,” I said, lowering into the chair in front of her. “Strip for me, Adeline.”

Looking hesitant, she studied me reclined in the chair in front of her. Then she inhaled slowly and crossed her arms in front of her, fingers curling around the hem of her dress. She lifted it, inch by agonizing inch.

Leaning forward, I wet my lips when her panties started to show. Like her dress, they were cotton and had tiny flowers dotted on them. So innocent. So fucking pure. My gaze lifted with her dress, wanting to take a week to admire every sliver of newly exposed skin. But that would have to wait. My cock was pulsing with such need I could feel it in my temples.

Her breasts shook when she tugged the dress over them, that petal-pink bra so sweet it made me think dirty things. I was still reveling in her chest when she dropped the dress on the floor at my feet. She stood there, unsure, covering herself one second before dropping her arms at her sides.

When I noticed the wet spot showing through her panties, all for me, I growled. “The rest, Adeline. Show me all of you.”

Trembling arms reached behind her back to unfasten her bra. Sliding one strap down her arms at a time, she let her bra fall to her feet. She was fighting the instinct to cover herself, but she didn’t. She let me admire her.

Her nipples were hard from her arousal, and by god, I was right about them being that petal-pink shade of her bra. I was still preoccupied, fantasizing about what I wanted to do to those full breasts, when Adeline hooked her fingers beneath her panties and slid them down her legs.

My fixation with her chest shifted to the part of herself she’d just exposed for me. Another rumble fired in my chest when I realized I was the first man who’d get to touch that pussy. The first one to explore it. The first one to fill it with his seed in hopes of filling her stomach with his child.

Seeing Adeline standing before me, perfect in every way, I was assaulted with an overbearing urge to ensure that I wouldn’t just be the first man to know her body but the only one as well. A feeling of such possession sprang up from inside me my veins seemed to pulse with the desire.

“I could sit here and stare at you for the rest of my life, but I’m afraid I’m going to embarrass myself if I don’t get inside of you soon.” Palming my aching crotch, I felt more evidence of pre-cum. With the way I was all worked up, I’d be lucky to break past her virginity before pumping my seed into her. “On the bed.”

She didn’t pause to think. Hesitation didn’t flash across her face. At my request, Adeline swept around the foot of my bed and lowered herself onto it. She slid to the center of my bed, lying flat, her legs slightly opened and her chest rising and falling hard.

I moved out of the chair so forcefully I managed to spill it over. The noise made her flinch, but she stayed where she was, offering herself to me. Staring down at her laid out on my bed, I knew I’d never be able to crawl back into it without thinking about this image of Adeline’s pure body, her expression nervous but her eyes trusting. How many nights would I spend reenacting this scene in my head until I’d found release?

My hand dropped to her stomach. Hers folded over mine. Her belly was soft but flat. I couldn’t wait to remedy that. I couldn’t wait to watch it swell with our child.

“You still want to give me a child, Adeline?” I whispered.

A smile formed as she nodded.

“And your virginity all in the same night?” My hand moved down her stomach.

“I think that to take care of one, we’ll have to take care of the other as well.” Her breathing was shallow.

At first I thought it was because she was so nervous. Then my fingers slid down the folds of her pussy.

Groaning, I swirled my fingers around her fresh wetness. She’d gotten so wet just lying here she had created a damp spot on my comforter.

“For a virgin pussy, she sure seems to like cock, baby.” Dropping my wet fingers to my cock, I spread her honey all around it, giving him a taste of how his patience was about to be rewarded.

Unable to take it any longer, I crawled onto the bed, moving into the space between her legs. My cock now leaking a continuous stream from being so close to her pussy, I locked eyes with Adeline.