Dirty Deeds (An Office Romance #2)(22)
“Yes. Yes. Of course. You know I want to be your wife Ryan.” She slipped the ring on her own finger and wrapped her arms around my larger frame squeezing the life out of me. The need to be inside of her was stronger than ever and as she pulled away, I peppered her throat, and chest with kisses.
“Thank f*ck, because if you said no I would have to spank the f*ck out of that sweet ass of yours.” The words came out in a mumble against her skin. I could hear the steady beat of her heart beneath my lips and knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her. Her slow steady breaths turning into hot deep pants. I could feel the heat of her * against my jeans and suddenly there seemed to be far too many layers separating our bodies.
“I have to tell you something…” The words came out in a moan and as much as I wanted to know what it was that she needed to tell me I also wanted sink deep into her and forget about the world for awhile.
“But I want, no… I need to feel you. I need to be inside of you.” I growled, nipping at her bottom lip hard enough to draw blood.
“I’m pregnant Ryan.” The air left my lungs in a rush and as soon as my body caught up with my mind and I digested what she had said, happiness like I had never felt before surged through my veins.
“You’re…” I couldn’t even say the word, I was just too f*cking shocked. I was going to be a dad. “Yes.” Chloe nodded her head up and down. “You’re going to be a dad, Ryan.” Her hand slipped down to her belly and my eyes followed her movement. She was amazing all on her own, but now she had given me something else, something equally amazing. She had given me life, a child, something that would carry my name.
“I f*cking love you, Mrs. Nelson.” I whispered into her hair cradling her against my chest, pure joy covering me in a blanket of warmth as tears formed in my eyes. What had I done to win the heart of such an amazing woman?
“I f*cking love you, Mr. Nelson!” She placed a kiss against my cheek reminding me that I was hers and she was mine. Always and Forever. My Chloe. Her Ryan.
The End
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Focus dude.
Any other day it would’ve been easy to focus on the task at hand, except for today or any day that Isabella was within ten feet of me. How the f*ck was I supposed to operate a drill when all I could think about doing was drilling her.
“I’ll get the supplies from the truck. Do you want to walk the fence line and see what boards need replaced…?” I could hear Luke talking but my eyes were glued on Isabella.
“Logan…?” Luke urged me onward with a shove to the shoulder as he slipped back through the house leaving Isabella and I alone at last. The way she was looking at me right now made me want to take her into the tiny little shed and do very bad things to her.
“Let me show you where the paint is.” As if on cue she started in the direction of the shed and I knew then we were both thinking the same damn thing. As soon as she opened the door and stepped inside I did so as well.
I wanted her, needed her, craved her f*cking body, and I was going to touch and lick every single piece of her flesh one way or another.
“It’s right down here.” She claimed bending over, giving me a full few of her ass. I scrubbed a hand down my face telling myself to take a deep breath. I needed to ease into this, not just possess her like a crazed man, at least not yet.
“If I’m reading you right…” I bent over her small frame my body pressing firmly against hers, my cock centered against her ass. “Then I think you’re attracted to me.” I panted in her ear, her sweet f*cking virginal scent cascading over my senses. She smelt pure, like the whitest daisy in the garden untouched by the wind, or rain, a flower that had yet to be picked.
She backed her ass up into my groin and my hands moved all on there own gripping her curvy hips tightly holding her in place.
“That’s because I am.” She purred, looking at me over her shoulder. My fingers sunk harder into her soft flesh as the image of me pounding deep into her * formed in my mind.
“Watch it sweetheart. I’m a patient man, but with your * mere millimeters away hidden behind a scrap of fabric that could easily be ripped away I wouldn’t push me much harder. That is unless you want f*cked right here, right now?” I questioned an eyebrow raised, as I nipped at the skin on the back of her neck. She melted into my touch, her soft moan of pleasure nearly making me cream in my jeans.
“What if I said yes?” The sound of her voice and the words she said caused something to snap inside me. Without thought my hand snaked around the front of her body, clasping around her throat as I forced her body to move with mine into a standing position. Our chests were flush together and I could feel every breath that entered, and exited her lungs. Her * was right there, probably soaked for my cock. I didn’t know but I was about to find out.
“Are you sure about? I’m not sure a virgin like you can handle a cock like mine.” I growled, feeling the jump of her pulse against my fingers.