Emma didn’t try to stop him. Roughly he pulled the silk top down her arms and off of her. Her breath came in fast, agitated rasps. He pulled Emma's pajama bottoms off just as swiftly, and his own boxer shorts, goaded by the perfume of her arousal, and by the urgency of her soft hands on his body.
She wrapped herself around him as he mounted her, as he pushed into her, into the tight, slick depths of her. She gasped, and clung to him, and he groaned deep in his chest, overcome by the sharp, biting pleasure that rocketed through him.
Emma arched against him, bringing them even closer together. The bedcovers were tangled around them; automatically he kicked them away.
She moved like a wild thing beneath him, locked into an age-old rhythm, uttering guttural, uninhibited sounds that pushed him right to the edge. She curled a leg around his thigh as if to lever herself over him.
Daniel easily rolled the two of them to pos
Daniel came into her office just as she was hanging up. "You look happy". he said."I was talking to Ben". Emma replied."Does he always makes you smile like that?" he asked sourly."Sometimes" Emma replied.He harrumphed sarcastically. He had been in a foul mood since they got back. Emma stared at him. "Are you going to sit down?" she asked when he made no effort to sit. She knew was that something was definitely not right with him, and wanted to know what it was.He stared at her for a moment and then took a seat."Ermm... I wanted to give you these" Emma said, pushing some files toward him. "I know I could have just brought them over tomorrow, but there's something else I would like to talk to you about.He waited for her to talk. Emma took in a deep breath. She had asked him to come to her office and now that he was here, she didn't know how to begin.
Emma didn't go to work the next day. She stayed at home to clean.Except the cleaning was fueled by rage.She didn’t want to think about Daniel, didn’t want to keep being mad about him, but she was, so she took out her anger on the dirt.When her doorbell rang around noon, and Emma opened the door and saw Monica. She was glad. She wasn't sure she wanted to be alone any more. Sitting around and feeling sorry for herself. So she had called Monica to come keep her company."Are you alright?" Monica asked as she came in, staring at Emma's swollen eyes."Yeah I'm fine." Emma replied."You don't look like you are. Have you been crying?". Monica asked."Daniel and I... Broke up I guess" Emma said. "Whatever you call it in our case"."Oh my, Emma" Monica said. "I'm so sorry.""It's fine. It's is all my fault." Emma said. "I fell in love with him. Know
Two days later, Emma woke up feeling nauseous. She got up from the bed and ran to the bathroom where she threw up violently enough to alarm herself.Great. She thought as she got ready for work. This was a really bad time to fall sick. The last thing she needed right now was to feel weak. She had missed work for days and now she had to take care of all of it at once.She made a mental note to stop at the pharmacy after work.Except that the pills she bought did nothing. She still felt the same way two days later and that was when she began to think that maybe... Just maybe... She could be pregnant.But it couldn't be. She thought. They used a condom and they only stopped when she started taking the pill. She didn't want to believe it, so she spent a lot of time looking up exotic diseases that might cause abnormal breast tenderness and nausea without a fever.She bought a pregnancy test on her way fr
Emma decided to call the one person she knew she could turn to right now. The only person who could make her feel better right now that it felt like her life was falling apart. The one person who would really understand.She called her mom."Hey mom" she said."Hey sweetie" "How are you doing?" her mom asked."I'm fine. How are you?""I'm okay honey. You never call by this time. Is everything okay dear?""Yes, mom. Everything is fine. I was just wondering if I could come home tomorrow. Is that okay?""Sweetie you know it's okay. This is your home. And you know I have been wanting to see you. Please come, I can't wait to see you.""Alright then. I will see you tomorrow, mom"."Do you need me to prepare anything special for you?""Whatever you make is alright" Emma replied.With the way she was feelin
Emma was totally freaked out. "No I'm not" she said. She didn't even know why she was lying about it. Wasn't this part of reason why she was here?"Yes you are. You are pregnant" her mom repeated."Yes I am" Emma said."Oh, Emma" Amy said, standing up and pulling Emma into her arms. When she realeased her, Emma stared at her."You are not mad at me, mom?" she asked. "Or disappointed.. Or any stuff like that?""No I'm not" her mother replied. "Why would I be, You are a grown woman, Emma"Emma couldn't hold it in anymore, she had been so worried about how her mom would react. She knew her mother would understand, but she was still nervous. She burst into tears. It seemed like that was all she could do lately...Cry.She let her mom sit her back down on the couch and hold her. After she had dabbed her face with a tissue she faced her mom.
He pulled up in front of her apartment. He looked at the building and felt an edge of panic attack. Damn, when was the last time he had felt this was way about a woman. He couldn't remember.He got out of the car, closed the door behind him, then remembered the flowers. A moment later, daffodils in hand, he walked up the stairs.He knocked on the door and seconds later he heard movements inside. No one opened the door, and he rang the bell. A moment later, the door opened and he saw Karen. There was no smile on her face as she pulled open the door. He understood. He had hurt her best friend. She probably hated him too."Hi Daniel" she said."Hi, Karen" he said. He saw her eyes go to the bunch of flowers in his hand. He shifted his feet, awkward suddenly as an unwanted suitor."I have come to see Emma" he managed to say. "Is she in?" he asked."No she is not" Karen said, then she add
Anger blazed from him. "Being independently wealthy does not give you the right to keep me in ignorance of my own flesh and blood.”“I was going to tell you, Daniel,” she said.“When?” he bored in."I don't know" Emma said, she was staring to get angry. The last thing she needed right now was to argue with him. "Maybe... After the baby was born. When it was a real child.” she said.“A real child?” His voice rose in incredulity. His gaze went to her stomach again.”You don’t think that’s real?”When she didn't reply, he added. "Didn’t it ever occur to you that I might want to provide every care to ensure that my child is safely born?"No, it hadn’t. She’d had no experience of men caring to that degree. It was women who did the looking after. And she had honestly believed he wouldn't want the baby. He was the one who took off when things started to get a bit serious between them. He di
And now she was pregnant. And he was threatening to take away her baby. He seemed to be looking for new ways to make her life miserable. Like he hadn't done enough.She rubbed her forehead tiredly, willing the ache to go away. She was tired, and in no position to defend herself from whatever onslaught Daniel was preparing.Her fingers tightened and anger penetrated the haze. Why the hell was she sitting on a park bench hiding? She wasn’t in the wrong. Daniel couldn’t make her do anything he wanted; and, furthermore, he would leave her apartment or she would get a restraining order against him. He had no power over her.She breathed in deeply, steadying her shot nerves. Yeah, he had caught her off guard. She hadn’t been prepared to see him... Or prepared to hear him say what he had said. But that didn’t mean she was going to let him mow over her.Even as she made that resolution, nervous fear fluttered in her chest a