Foreplay: A Bad Boy's Baby Romance Page 8

  “Yes, it does. Ride my cock, baby.” He reached down and cupped my ass, working me on his cock until I found the pace myself and was bouncing steadily on top of him, my breasts bouncing up and down as he lay back and watched.

  “You like what you see?” I rolled my hips and ground against him a bit before taking up the pace again.

  “Fuck, yes. You’re fucking gorgeous, baby. I love those perfect tits, and your ass is fucking amazing.” As he said the words, my head lolled back, and I felt the wave of pleasure rock through me as I came again.

  He sprang into action, working his hips to help me through it as my body took over and had me writhing against him, moaning and mumbling until it subsided and I was left weak.

  As soon as I lagged, he lifted me up, manhandling me like I weighed nothing and put me face-down on the bed. I braced myself for his reentry, longing for it. My legs quivered beneath me, my thighs twitching as the wetness from my release ran down to my knees.

  His cock slapped at my ass as he rubbed my pussy, dipping his fingers inside my tender channel. “You get so wet. I love it.” He let his fingers, still slick from entering me, rub against the tight star of my ass, and then he pressed against it. “One day, I want to take this.” He leaned over and kissed my shoulder as he entered me. “Would you let me?”

  I would let him do anything he wanted, but I couldn’t tell him that just yet. “Yes,” was all I said as I ground myself against him, tilting my ass upward and rolling it as he filled my pussy again with his giant cock and worked his hips.

  “Good girl.” His voice was strangled, and he worked his pace up to a fevered thrust. “I’m going to come, baby.” He started to pull out and tensed up for a few seconds, as if he was reconsidering it, but proceeded to pull out and release his seed all over my bare ass.

  He slapped my ass playfully and kissed my lower back. I fell to the bed and rolled over to my side, not yet ready to move otherwise. My legs trembled, and I was spent.

  Once I felt like my legs would hold me again, I went to the bathroom to clean up.

  When I came back into the room, Tate was propped up on one elbow watching me.

  “Stop,” he said.

  I stopped in my tracks. “Stop what?” I stood there, at the foot of the bed, completely naked and turning pinker by the second.

  “Right there, and turn around for me. I want to see you.” He smiled sweetly, and it was hard to resist anything he’d ask of me. So I turned around.

  “God, you are beautiful,” he said.

  Feeling a bit self-conscious as he was staring at me, I came around the side of the bed and went to slip in under the covers. Before I climbed in, something caught my eye.

  On the desk near his bed, I saw prints of his photographs. “Are these from the shoot?” I picked up one that he’d framed, the dark sky was a perfect match for the black frame, and at the bottom, printed into the photo was a small white rectangle with a title. “Kami’s Sky?”

  “It’s the photo you took. I wanted to frame it for you.” He rolled across the bed and got to his feet, standing naked beside me.

  “I can keep it?” I searched his eyes and then held the photo out to look at it.

  “Of course. I can always print another one for me. But I wanted you to have it.”

  “Kami’s Sky?” I tilted my head thinking it sounded a lot like Kami’s Guy. “It reminds me of Hendrix.”

  “Hendrix?”

  “Yeah, like when he says, “kiss the sky” in Purple Haze, and people think he’s saying, “Kiss this guy.” I couldn’t help but chuckle.

  “See, you get me. Now granted, I hadn’t thought of Hendrix, but I did like that it sounded like Kami’s guy too.” He sat on the bed, and I turned to see that his cock was standing at attention again.

  “So, do you mean, Orion or yourself?” I had to know if he really meant that I was his girl or if it was the sex talking.

  “I kind of meant both. I mean, the image is of Orion, but I thought it would remind you of our time together too.” He reached out and took my hand, and I left the picture on the desk as he pulled me into his lap. I straddled him, his thick length jutting up between us.

  “Someone’s ready for more.” I ground my hips into his cock, and he chuckled.

  “I am.” I caught the way he looked when he said it, and couldn’t help but think he was talking about more than sex.

  “Me too.” I lifted a brow. I wanted to spend more time with him and hopefully, build what we had into so much more. “Do you think you could teach me more about shooting the stars?”

  “Absolutely. How about you and I take a weekend trip out west and camp beneath the sky?” He brushed my hair back from my shoulders and kissed the top of my breasts. “You can bring your camera, and I’ll bring mine. I’ll show you a few tricks.”

  “I’ll show you some tricks too.” I ran my hand up his length, and he hissed a breath between his teeth.

  “I’d love that. Why don’t we take this discussion to the shower?”

  I kissed him, nipping at his bottom lip, and nodded. He lifted me up and walked us to his bathroom where he turned on the shower and pulled me in behind him.

  He held me there a moment, letting the water warm us, and then he lifted me up into his arms, and put my back to the wall. Once we had gotten our balance, he gripped his cock and centered it, and I cried out as he pushed it into my already tender channel.

  He slowly pumped in and out of me and I held on tight as he consumed me. I couldn’t get my mind around how someone like him, so sexy and talented, could make me feel so good about myself and say and do all the right things. It was all still too good to be true, but I was going to enjoy it all while I could.

  CHAPTER FOURTEEN - TATE

  I got up late and spent the rest of my morning trying to catch up with my admin duties. Over the past two weeks, since Kami and I had finally gone all the way, I had been so wrapped up in spending time with her that I’d neglected my agreement with Hazen.

  I was trying to be a good friend and help they guy out, but I hated that I had to sit and spend time sending out messages to people I never intended to hold a real conversation with. My message box was overloaded, and the notifications were through the roof. I had to keep remembering to turn the stupid ping off

  I felt bad keeping multiple secrets from Kami, but it wasn’t like I was spending time on the site trying to find a hookup. I had no interest in anyone but my Kami. She was the only woman for me. Our trip was planned for the upcoming weekend, and I couldn’t wait to have her all alone for the entire time.

  I sent out my standard message to all the new women on the site and waited to get bombarded. Over the past weeks, the ladies had sent me everything from their numbers and addresses, to shots of them completely nude, and one woman wanted me to see just how good she was at blow jobs and sent a video of her sucking a huge black dildo. I had deleted them all and not responded more than “nice.” I didn’t want to encourage more of the behavior, which was funny, because the old me, before Kami, would have welcomed it, and then fucked them all.

  It would stand to reason, that if I were getting loads of messages, then Kami was too. I’d tried to refrain from snooping over to her account to see what she’d been up to, if anything.

  My window of opportunity was closing and I needed to produce an heir.

  First, I needed to know for sure that she was as serious me as I was about her. I took a deep breath and hit her profile through my admin feature.

  There were several messages from men who wanted nothing more than to fuck her and leave her, and a few from some of the new registers hoping to score attention. My blood raced when I saw that she had last been on just that morning and upon further inspection, she’d thanked one of the men for telling her what a knock out she was in her photo.

  That wouldn’t have been so bad, but she’d told him “likewise” in regards to his own profile image. The guy was good-looking enough I supposed, and I could see why she might be inter
ested if she weren’t seeing me.

  Not yet. Not officially or exclusively. I would remedy that soon enough.

  I decided to look closer into Michael Smith’s profile and found that he was already chatting up a few other women. Nothing too serious, nothing too perverted, but he had sent a photo of his cock upon request. I looked at the photo of a hand gripping a fat-headed, erect cock. “I’m bigger, Asshole.” Though not by much. I decided to flag him as ‘reported’ and put his account on a three-day suspension.

  “Sorry, Asshole, but you’re not getting close to my girl.” And I damned sure didn’t want him sending her a cock pic. No. Fucking. Way.

  I was just about to log off when I got a ping telling me about a message. I opened the file, and it was a response to my standard hello. It’s nice to see a handsome face here. How are you?

  I didn’t know what to say, and at least the woman was polite and not perverted. I had to continue to play the part and I could at least be civil. I arrowed over the message box and prepared to type. I’m good; you’re not so bad yourself. Hope you’re having a wonderful day.

  With that, I was about to log off, but then my phone rang. “Hello?” The number hadn’t been familiar.

  “Hi, this is Steven Pratt from the local observatory. Your friend Kami Kendrick and I had a conversation down at the Loving Cup, and she told me that you’re a wonderfully talented astral photographer.”

  I had met Steven Pratt way back when I first started, but he didn’t seem that interested.

  “Hi, Steven. We’ve met, actually. It’s been some time ago, but I came down to the observatory and got a map from you. We talked a bit, but you were quite busy at the time planning an event.”

  “Oh yes, I kind of remember that. You came in, and I was working on the yearly Galaxy Gala. It’s our largest charity event of the year. As a matter of fact, that’s why I’m calling. We’re going to need some images made into murals, and I’d like to use some of yours if you’re interested. Not only that, but I was hoping we could maybe feature your art in an exhibit the night before and during.”

  “That would be great.”

  “We’ll pay you for the prints we use for the murals, of course, and the cost of enlarging them, but I’d like to go over some of the shots and maybe our committee could choose four or so?”

  Four photos selling would be awesome for my Dream Weavers project, but having my work on display would be even better. “So, Kami told you about me, huh?”

  “Oh yeah, that girl’s probably your biggest fan. She was raving about you.”

  “Yeah, she’s a great girl. So, when would you like to get together?” And just like that I was dropping down his name and number on the pad beside me and marking my calendar.

  Once I got off the phone, I logged off my computer, not before noticing I had a few more hits from the woman, and turning off my notifications.

  I was so excited about the exhibit and dying to see Kami, who I knew was at work, that I got up and threw on some jeans and a tee and headed out to the Loving Cup.

  The place was busy, but most everyone was already seated with their coffee, sipping and chatting. I looked around and didn’t see Kami, but figured the cue of bells on the door would bring her out front. When it didn’t, I walked around to the side, near the restrooms, where I found her and her ex, Devin, arguing in the small hallway that led to the back.

  “I know you were in there; I want my key!” Her head turned up as she finished her sentence and she grew wide-eyed seeing me step up behind Devin.

  “I don’t like being accused. Why don’t you bitch at Rain or Aunt Helen and ask them what the fuck happened?” He turned around and saw me. “Oh, what did you do; call your rich prick boyfriend and tell him?”

  I stiffened at the remark about my wealth, but let it go. I hadn’t told her about my money.

  “You should leave.” I stepped around him and put my arm around Kami.

  “Don’t fucking tell me what I should do. Your girl, here, she’s a fucking nut job. Good luck with her.” He turned his eyes back on Kami. “Have fun with your pretty rich boy, but you better watch him. I hear he spreads it around, and I don’t mean his money.”

  I stepped up into his face as Kami tugged my arm. I could lay waste to the guy without a second thought. “Get the fuck out.” He laughed and turned to walk away.

  “Don’t worry about that guy. Let’s get you back out front before someone has a caffeine withdrawal.”

  She went around the back of the counter, and I met her out front, sitting on one of the small stools at the end of the bar. She went about helping the two customers that the other baristas hadn’t taken care of yet. Once things were back to normal, and everyone was happy and sipping again, she walked over to stand in front of me.

  “So, are you going to tell me what that’s all about?” I placed my hand on hers. I hated to see her shaken by that asshole.

  “Someone came into my apartment and had sex in my bed. I know it had to him.”

  I made a face. “That’s sick. How could he get in?”

  “He never returned my key when he moved out. He used to live with me there when we were together, which is another reason I’d like to move out and find a new place.”

  I wanted to offer that she come and live with me, but since we’d been taking things slow, I knew I had to get past the next step first, and that was making things exclusive between us, officially.

  “I don’t like him coming here, I don’t like him being in your apartment, or having access to it anytime he wants. You could be in there sleeping and have that asshole come in on you. I don’t trust him.”

  “I don’t either, but he’s not giving me the key, and I’ve been dragging my feet on changing the locks because I was putting money into fixing the place up instead.”

  “Look, I’m going to change the locks for you. I don’t want you to have to go through that anymore.”

  “No, I couldn’t ask you to do that.”

  “You’re not asking. I offered. And I’m not taking no for an answer.” I met her eyes. “You’re my girl. I want you safe.”

  She lifted her chin. “Your girl, huh?”

  “You know you are.” I smiled. “I want you to be. I know we’ve been careful to take things slow, and I know we’ve been waiting to put a label on things, but you’re my girl.”

  Her eyes sparkled with tears, and she leaned across the counter and kissed me hard. “That’s all I’ve wanted.”

  “I know we’re both on that site, but I don’t think there’s any reason to keep looking, do you? I mean, we are good and don’t need to, right?” I wanted her to agree.

  “Of course. I’ll shut down my account. It’s not like I’ve used it since I met you.” I thought of the message she’d sent that man earlier in the morning.

  “You haven’t been on at all?” I gave her a sidelong look, and she shrugged.

  “I have had a few guys tell me I’m pretty, and I’ve thanked them, but it’s mostly perverts so, no, I don’t spend time there. You’re all I want, Tate.”

  “I’m glad to hear that, baby. I feel the same way.” I breathed a sigh of relief that she had been honest and would delete her account.

  “So what did you swing by for?”

  “I got a call from the observatory. Seems someone is pimping my talent.” I chuckled.

  “I may have bragged. Showed a few pictures of yours through Google.” She tilted her head to meet her shoulder.

  “Yeah, well, because of that bragging, I just sold at least four mural sized shots and I’m going to have my very own exhibit at the Galaxy Gala sponsored by the observatory.

  She let out a little squeal. “That’s amazing! I’m so happy for you.”

  “I owe it to you. You did it. And to show my appreciation, I’m about to run out and buy us a brand new double sleeping bag.”

  “How romantic.” She let out a breath, and I leaned in kissing her deeply.

  “You haven’t seen the half of it.”


  CHAPTER FIFTEEN - KAMI

  I was all set to leave on my trip and felt better about going now that I had new locks on my door. I’d gotten off work the day before to find that Tate had them installed already. I hadn’t known he could be so handy.

  I knew in my gut that Devin had pulled the stunt fucking some girl in my bed, but I’d never be able to prove it. I wished I could see the look on his face when he tried to get his key to work now.

  After I thanked Tate for his work, and he’d gone home to sleep in his own bed and check on his sister, who was feeling a bit under the weather, I got online and deleted my account from Matched Solid.

  I didn’t need the profile anymore, and it had served its purpose. I’d met the man of my dreams, and he was better than anything that had ever happened to me. Truly worth the ten dollars I’d paid to join.

  I wouldn’t miss it, and if anything were to ever happen to me and Tate, I was going to give up dating forever anyway and actually go into a real sperm bank this time. That’s what I promised myself.

  I gathered my things and decided to change into jeans, and I was just tying up my hiking boots when Rain came up with Tate in tow. “She hates snakes and spiders.”

  “Well, me too, so if we come across any of those, it’s every man or woman for himself.” He chuckled.

  “Wrong answer, buddy! You better take care of my girl.” She came over and sat beside me on the couch as I tied my last shoe.

  “Don’t worry.” Tate leaned down and kissed me. “And just so you know, she’s my girl too now.” He gave me a squeeze.

  “I know the first rule of survival. I don’t have to be fast, only faster than you.” I gave him a nudge.

  Rain laughed. “I’ll keep an eye out to see if anyone comes up here.”

  “Well, they’ll be in for a surprise when they aren't able to get in, and besides, I already know it was Devin. Had to be.” I knew she was trying to give her friend the benefit of the doubt, but I was past that with Devin.