Giving Her My Baby(7)

“It’s beautiful here. I appreciate the opportunity to work for you and your sister.”

“I think you’ll find I’m more than agreeable to anything you ask for.” I hear what sounds like water on the other end of the phone and I sit up straight. “Are you taking a bath?”

There’s complete silence on the phone, and then she clears her throat. “Mr. Renshaw, I don’t think that’s appropriate conversation for our work relationship—”

“Answer me, beautiful,” I say, and I put all the power I can behind those words.

She’s silent so long I don’t think she’s going to answer me. But I know what I heard, and her semi-denial is nearly proof. If she’s naked on the other end of this phone I might not make it home before I combust.

“Yes,” she breathes, and the one word is barely above a whisper.

I close my eyes tight before my hands start to scramble. I lean back in the seat and reach down inside my slacks and grab my cock. I can’t get to it fast enough. As soon as my hand makes contact with the steel-hard length, I’m biting my lip to keep from groaning.

“Are you in the big bathroom? The one with the tub in the middle of the room?” I stroke my hand up and down my cock as I hear the water splashing a little more on the other end of the phone. I need every goddamn detail.

“Yes,” she breathes again, and I can tell she’s turning shy.

She’s in my bathroom. Which means the movers did as I instructed and put her in my bedroom, too. The image of her wet pussy soaking in my tub has me leaking cum on my hand. Fuck, I’m not going to make it home before I cum all over my hand. I glance out the window to see how close we are.

“Did you use bubbles?” I ask, needing to know everything.

“No,” she answers, and I can’t hold back my growl of excitement.

If I were in the bathroom with her right now, I could stand over her and look straight down at her naked body. I could tell her to spread her legs and let me see that pink cunt I want to breed.

“Did you think of me when you took your clothes off and got in the hot water?” I ask, needing to know.

I’m desperate for her, and I need some sort of sign that she wants me, too. I could feel the pull between us today; it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt and I know it wasn’t just me. If she gives me even the slightest hint, I don’t care if she is my stepsister. I’m going to get her little ass pregnant.

“Yes,” she replies, and I swear to god I can hear a whimper in her voice.

“Are you touching yourself while we’re on the phone?” I ask and pump my cock faster.

Fuck, I’m not going to make it. There’s no answer, but I can hear the water moving, and I close my eyes tight, picturing her hand moving between her legs.

“Stop it,” I growl, letting the anger push forward so that I don’t cum. When I don’t hear the sounds of water anymore, I hold the phone close to my mouth. “Stay where you’re at, and don’t you dare touch that sweet little pussy again. She belongs to me now, and I’m coming for her.”

“Okay,” she answers, and it’s so soft I almost don’t hear it.

“Good girl, beautiful. I’m on my way.”

I hang up then tuck my aching cock back in my pants as the driver pulls up to the front of my house. I start stripping off my clothes as I enter.

“Eleanor!” I shout as I yank off my tie and throw it down in the foyer.

I pull off my shirt and toss it down on the stairs. I’m practically running inside, down the long hall to my bedroom, desperate to get to her. When I get to my room, I glance around and see some of her things. I strip off my pants and underwear as rush into the bathroom.

There, in the middle of the bathroom, is my fucking goddess, naked in the water, her hair piled high in a messy bun, and her cheeks flushed with either the heat of the bath or need.

When I had this house designed, I didn’t give two shits about the bathtub, but the designer told me since I had the space, the bath should be a key focal point in the room. I just said “whatever” and I’ve never once used it. But right this second, I think I’ll send the company a nice Christmas bonus. It cost an arm and a leg, but standing here and seeing my beauty naked and spread for me, I’d gladly give every last penny I had for it.

“Beautiful,” I breathe, and for a second my chest tightens so much I’m worried I might have a heart attack. I take a breath knowing I can’t die before I get inside her pussy.

“Brooks, I don’t know if this is a good idea. Oh god, what was I thinking.” She tries to cover her breasts, but I walk over to the side of the tub and look down at her.

“Stop,” I say, and it’s a command. She looks up to me and our eyes lock. The feeling from earlier comes rushing back and I know damn well she feels it, too. I can see it in her eyes and the way she’s looking up at me. “Let me see it.”

She slowly lowers her arms, exposing her breasts, and I shake my head.

“Those are perfect and I can’t wait to have them in my mouth. But you know what I want.”

Her cheeks redden even more as my eyes trail down her body to her thighs and she slowly spreads them.

“That’s it. I’ve been thinking about that rosy little pussy since you walked in my office. Use your fingers and spread those lips.”