Unexpectedly Yours [Private Relations 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read online

  As he continued to move the dress down her body, it revealed the top of the lacy edge of her garters, and matching panties in the same champagne color. Jim let his eyes roam her body now as the dress slid down her legs of its own volition. When Elle stepped out of the dress and kicked it to the side, Jim continued to drink in the sight of her.

  Shaking his head, he said, “Fuck, Elle. This is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”

  Elle stared at him now with a heavy-lidded gaze. Grabbing the end of his tie, she tugged his mouth down to hers. The moment her lips touched his, Jim felt a sharp wave of arousal explode inside him. Roughly pulling her against him, he nipped at her bottom lip until she allowed him entrance, then plunged his tongue into her mouth.

  Sliding both hands up to cup her face, he held it in place as he devoured her mouth. Feeling her roll her hips against him, he groaned into her mouth as he continued to stroke his tongue over hers. Her hands crept in between them, slowly working at his tie.

  He released her face long enough to help her strip him out of his tie and shirt. Moving his hands back to her face, he slid one hand into her hair. Breaking away from her mouth, he gave her hair a sharp tug, exposing the column of her neck. Hearing her surprised cry, followed by a long moan, he felt his cock throb.

  Licking and nibbling his way down her neck, he sank his teeth in to the curve where Elle’s neck met her shoulder. When she cried out again in pleasure, he sucked a patch of her skin into mouth, feeling this irrational need to mark her.

  She pressed her hips against him again and whimpered. “I need you to fuck me.”

  Releasing her hair, he slid his hand into the front of her panties. He had to bite back a groan at how wet she was. Lifting his mouth from her neck, he said, “I don’t know, baby. I don’t think you’re ready yet.”

  Moving his mouth back to her shoulder, he swirled his tongue against her flesh with the same timing and rhythm that he rubbed his finger against her swollen clit. Pressing a second finger against her now, he increased the pressure of his hand and mouth.

  Elle gasped and said, “I don’t want to come without you inside me.”

  Sliding his hand further into the front of her panties, he thrust two fingers into her tight channel and curled them slightly. Fucking her with them, he raised his mouth and asked, “Is that what you needed?”

  “No,” Elle said as she worked her hips feverishly against his hand, “I need your cock inside me. Please!”

  With no way to slide her panties off and leave those sexy fucking stockings on, he slid his fingers out of her. Moving his hands to her hips, he snapped the strings on either side. Moving the filmy lace out of the way, he said, “I’ll buy you a new pair in every color, but those had to go.”

  Elle moaned and said, “Fuck. I don’t care about the panties. I need you in me.”

  Jim fumbled inelegantly with his buckle for a moment before managing to undo it. Removing his slacks and boxer briefs at the same time, he reached down for his wallet. Opening it, he grabbed the condom and tore it open. After rolling it on his length, he said, “Bend over. I need to fuck you from behind.”

  Elle turned around and bent over the couch. She turned her head back to look for him, as he lined his cock up with her entrance. As he pressed his hips forward, they both groaned at the sensation.

  Trying to press herself back against him now, Elle moaned, “I need you to fill me up.”

  On the edge of control he slowly said, “Fuck. You’re so tight, Elle.”

  “Stop teasing me. I need you to fuck me. Hard,” Elle said.

  On a moan, Jim thrust into her until he was fully buried then, gripping her hips, began to slam into her at a punishing pace. She began to whimper and press herself back against him with each stroke.

  Reaching forward with one hand, he gripped the hair at the nape of her neck and said, “Fuck. I can feel you coming on my cock.”

  Elle said, “Oh fuck. Like that,” as she cried out in release.

  He continued to fuck her rapidly until he felt her body go limp with the last of her release. He stilled against her, her pussy clenching around his still erect cock. She let out a whimper of protest.

  Panting, Jim said, “Uh-uh. We’re not done yet. Let’s take this back to your bedroom though.”

  They both stumbled on weak legs back to her bedroom. She looked at him and said, “Here. Let me,” as she pressed him back against the bed until he lay down.

  Climbing on top of him, she immediately sank down onto his cock with a groan. He reached up and cupped her breasts through her bra, and said, “This needs to come off.”

  When she leaned forward, he reached behind her and unfastened the hooks of her bra. As she levered herself back up and slid off the bra, Jim groaned. “Bring those back down here.”

  Elle leaned down and worked her hips against his as he brought one tight peak to his lips. Flicking his tongue against his, he felt it pebble even further. Moving his mouth to the other breast he sucked it into his mouth and grazed his teeth against it.

  Feeling her increase the speed of her hips, he reached back and slapped his hand against her ass. Her hips snapped forward on a cry.

  “Oh god,” she said as she rotated her hips against his. “Do that again.”

  On a groan, he continued to slap his hand against her ass, alternating both the location and force of the blows until he felt her clench around his cock like a vise. When she froze above him, rolling her hips, he flipped her so she lay beneath him. He continued to thrust into her so roughly now that the room was filled with the slapping noise of skin against skin.

  When she dug her nails into his shoulders and raked them down his back, he lost it. Luckily, on a scream, she shattered around him a moment later. He slammed his pelvis against hers one last time, groaning her name as he emptied himself into the condom.

  He pulled out of her and flopped down next to her on the bed. She rolled over and began pressing kisses against his jaw and mouth. Realizing he needed to get rid of the condom, he panted, “Hold that thought.”

  By the time he had come back from cleaning up and getting rid of the condom, she had removed her garters, stockings, and shoes. She lay on the bed now, eyes closed, looking utterly spent. When she heard him open the bathroom door, her eyes slowly opened as she said, “You owe me new panties, Jim.”

  He gave her a smug grin and said, “I do.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  Three weeks later, Elle stared down at the pregnancy test in her hand. Yep. It still had two very clearly visible blue lines. No longer in denial, she tossed the third test into trash and moved to the bedroom. Sinking down on her bed, she put her head in her hands and said, “Shit.”

  She was having a baby. She was going to be a mother. Was she ready for that?

  What the fuck? They had used protection every single time they slept together. But she was still going to have a baby.

  Dread filled her as she thought about having to tell Jim. They had plans in a couple of hours, so she’d see him soon. What would she even say? How exactly did you break it to your boyfriend of three weeks that you were having his baby?

  “Oh hey. You know how we talked about having a kid? Wait. We didn’t? Too late!”

  Groaning, she pressed her hands against her eyes. Shit. She’d just settled into her new job at Edible Innovations. She had a good relationship with a great guy. Her life was coming together just in time for it to fall apart.

  What if he didn’t want to be a father? They had only started dating a little less than a month ago. Doing the math, she realized, she must have gotten pregnant the first time they had sex. Maybe the second time.

  Picking up her phone, she texted him and asked him to come over. She was supposed to meet him at his place but she had a pounding headache, and she was a little bit nauseous.

  A few minutes later he responded asking if everything was okay. She quickly responded telling him she had a headache. Technically that was true. It wasn’t as if she could text h
im, “Sry. Knocked up. Having ur baby.”

  She really hoped he didn’t want her to terminate the pregnancy. Her stomach churned even further at the thought. She couldn’t even squash bugs. There was no way she could—

  Elle shook her head. She wouldn’t even think about that.

  Moving to her laptop she scheduled an appointment with her doctor. After, she started doing web searches. She read about the changes that would happen to her body. She felt woefully ignorant about the subject. One search led to another. She kept reading stories and seeing these horrific pictures. Elle was terrified.

  She was on the verge of a full-blown panic attack by the time Jim arrived. She really didn’t want to have this conversation. Opening the door at his knock, she said, “Hey. C’mon in.”

  Jim narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing her face and asked, “Elle. What’s wrong?”

  “We need to talk,” Elle said as she led him to the couch.

  She saw him wince and thought, you’ve got no idea. After they sat down Elle continued, “I don’t know how to say this with any tact, so I’m going to just blurt it out. I’m pregnant.”

  Jim sat there for a moment, shock written all over his face. When he finally spoke, he said, “Wow. That wasn’t what I was expecting. You’re sure?”

  “Three different tests, three different brands. I’m sure,” Elle said, miserably.

  Jim rubbed a hand over his face as he absorbed the information. Carefully he asked, “So, what did you want to do about that?”

  “I want to keep it, if that’s what you mean. I don’t think that I could…” Elle trailed off, unable to complete the sentence.

  “Okay. Good. I don’t know if I’d be able to handle that. That’s you and me,” Jim said as he pointed to her midsection, struggling to articulate.

  Understanding his thoughts perfectly, Elle breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Agreed.”

  Leaning forward, she put her head in her hands. She was swamped with a sense of relief knowing he wanted her to have the baby, too. When she felt Jim’s arm slide around her, she flinched slightly in surprise and then leaned into him.

  “This is way earlier than either of us wanted, honey. It’s going to be okay,” he said. “I’m not going anywhere.”

  Turning, Elle wrapped her arms around him and said, “Way earlier. I don’t get it. We used protection every single time.”

  Snorting, Jim said, “Clearly that didn’t work out.” A moment later he looked at her and added, “Holy shit. I’m going to be a father.”

  “I’m fucking terrified,” Elle confessed.

  “Me too,” Jim answered, a dumb struck look on his face.

  “I made an appointment for Tuesday at four with a doctor,” Elle said. “In case you wanted to go.”

  “I have a sales meeting but I don’t really need to be there for it. I’ll ask Chris or Deacon to handle it,” Jim said. “This is more important.”

  Elle felt her eyes water. Jim immediately said, “Oh. No no no no. Don’t do that. Come here, sweetheart. It’s going to be okay.” He reached over and pulled her into his lap and held her.

  Sniffling, Elle said, “Sorry. I’m a mess. I really didn’t want to go alone.”

  “You’re not doing any of this alone. I’m going to be with you the whole way. We can be a terrified mess together,” he said as he rubbed his hand down her back. “Are you feeling okay? Do you have morning sickness?”

  “I haven’t thrown up, but I’ve been a little queasy in the afternoon the past few days. Other than that, I’ve been fine so far,” Elle said.

  “Your dad is going to kick my ass, isn’t he?” Jim asked with a wince.

  “He’ll probably shoot you on sight,” Elle said.

  Jim nodded, then said, “Considering I knocked you up less than a month into our relationship, I kinda feel like that’s fair.”

  Snorting, Elle said, “Yeah. I really guess we can’t class this up, can we?”

  “Not really.”

  Elle asked curiously, “Earlier, when I told you, you said you weren’t expecting that. What were you expecting?”

  “Honestly, I thought you were about to tell me you wanted to see other people. I’m incredibly glad you didn’t but…wow,” Jim said.

  “Wow doesn’t even begin to sum it up. My head is pounding. Would you mind if I laid down for a little bit? I don’t want to take anything.”

  Elle shifted off his lap and stood up. He followed suit, standing in front of her.

  Nodding, Jim said, “I’ll come with you. Unless you want me to go?”

  Elle looked at the expression on his face and immediately felt guilty. This was the only time she’d ever seen him look uncertain or even remotely close to afraid. Immediately she felt the need to fix that so she said, “No. Stay with me.”

  She slid her arms around him. Looking up, she said, “Thank you for not freaking out on me.”

  Jim loosely wrapped his arms around her shoulders and, his lips twitching slightly, said, “Don’t thank me yet. I’m still in shock. A baby.”

  Serious now, Elle said, “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.”

  When Jim opened his mouth to speak, she held up a hand and continued, “I’m saying this so it’s out there. I don’t want you to feel like I trapped you into this. I know it’s way too freaking soon for us to take on this kind of mutual responsibility.”

  Tipping her chin up so she looked at him, he said, “I would never be able to live with myself if I just skipped out on you and left you to deal with everything all on your own. Not to mention the fact that you’re having my baby. That’s a part of me. I could never walk away from that.”

  Elle nodded and said, “Fair enough.”

  Jim turned her around and directed them both back to her bedroom. When she slid out of her jeans and under the covers, he followed suit. Scooting under the covers next to her, he asked, “Want me to rub your temples?”

  A slight look of relief on her face, she asked, “Would you?”

  Turning to face him, she tried to block out the dull throbbing pain behind her eyes. She felt the light pressing of his fingers on her temples. After a few minutes, the tension started to ease.

  “Thank you,” she said softly. “That’s much better.”

  “I’m glad.”

  Her eyes blinked open when she felt the bed shift. She saw him lying flat on his back now so she scooted over to lay her head on his shoulder. Snuggling up to him, she gave a sigh of contentment when he wrapped his arm around her and began to stroke his hand along her spine.

  She continued to think, her brain a little more clear now as she lay next to him. Jim’s response had been about what she’d expected. She felt a resounding sense of relief about that, but they still had a long road ahead of them.

  Turning her mind to practical concerns, she thought about what happened when the baby arrived. Would they live together and try to raise the baby as a unit, or share custody? What sort of things did Jim have in his medical history? There were so many details to consider.

  As she drifted toward sleep, she realized that she and Jim were linked in a really permanent way to one another. It was a comfort to know that she wouldn’t be doing this alone. She didn’t know entirely what to make of the situation yet, but for the first time since seeing those blue lines, she didn’t feel like she was spinning off the face of the earth.

  Chapter Fourteen

  He was going to be a father. Wow. He hadn’t been looking to settle down but it seemed that the decision had been made for him. Strangely, he wasn’t all that upset about it.

  Granted, it was way earlier than he would have wanted, but he hadn’t completely ruled it out of their future. Things between them had been different right from the beginning. Elle was completely unlike any other woman he’d ever met. She was unique in all of the right ways.

  He continued to rub his hand against her back and felt her begin to relax incrementally. When she had fallen asleep next to him, he continued to lie
there next to her. His mind had moved on to more practical matters.

  They needed to discuss their medical histories and how they intended to handle this whole parenthood thing once the baby was born. It made the most sense for them to move in together. That way they’d be able to help each other and not have to split time.

  Would their relationship continue as is? Maybe he was taking that for granted too. He had knocked her up almost immediately. He could see how that would be a turn off. He shook his head sardonically.

  There were so many questions that needed to be answered. So far they seemed to be on the same page. Who knew what the future held though, he thought. Sighing, he let his mind drift now.

  About an hour later, Jim woke up and slowly extricated himself from Elle. She had curled into him in her sleep. Their legs were tangled together. He managed to make it off the bed without waking her up. Sliding into his pants, he moved quietly into the bathroom.

  When he flipped on the light, he immediately saw the remnants of the pregnancy tests strewn all over the counter. There were empty boxes, cellophane, and instruction manuals everywhere. Picking up the shopping bag, he put all of the trash into it. Moving it to the trash bin next to the toilet, he then turned on the tap.

  After splashing water on his face and drying it, he moved restlessly back to the bedroom. Opening the door, he immediately saw that he’d woken her. On a wince, he said, “I’m sorry sweetheart. I tried to be quiet.”

  “Don’t worry about it. I don’t think it was you that woke me.”

  Jim asked, “Does your head feel better now?”

  “Much,” Elle said. “Thanks for letting me sleep.”

  Moving to stretch out beside her again, Jim said, “I fell asleep too. I’m starved. Do you think you could eat?”

  “Yeah. I’m a little hungry too,” Elle said.

  Considering, Jim asked, “Do you want to go out?”

  “God no,” Elle said. “I feel like we have a lot of talking to do and it probably shouldn’t be in a restaurant.”