CHAPTER FOUR: A CALCULATED RISK; CHANGE OF PLANS

July’s POV:

This car ride was too silent. This was not the reaction I expected after proposing my deal to Douglas.

How could he be so calm after I just told him I wanted to have his baby? I mean, I know he had asked me if I knew how babies were formed, but maybe he didn’t take my words for it. Time to prove to him how well educated I was on the subject.

Slowly shifting on my seat, I let the coat he had covered my legs with earlier fall open and exposed my thighs. His attention shifted from his phone to my thighs, and I didn’t even bother to cover them up.

Let him look. He moved his eyes back to his phone, and I parted my legs a bit. His attention was still on his phone even tho I parted my legs a little bit further.

Frustrated, I rolled my eyes and closed my legs. I was about to adjust the slit of my gown when he spoke up.

“Don’t do that,” he said without even looking at me. “Open your legs wider.” He commanded with a whisper.

My breath caught in my throat because I didn’t even know he was still looking at me. The command had come out calmly, naturally, as if we were alone right now.

“Excuse me?”

He turned and looked at me for a brief second, then went back to his phone as if he wasn’t the person that spoke earlier.

As I stared at his face, a burn of lust settled in my belly and down my legs.

He wanted them wider right? Wider they will get. I opened my legs more, my gown riding up until the lace tops of my thigh-highs were exposed.

“How’s that?” My voice came out breathless and excited, as I stared at the driver who didn’t even pay us any attention.

“He can’t hear, or see us. So, wider.”

I spread them all the way, gown hiked up to my hips, red lace panties now visible in the dimly lit car.

He drew in a sharp breath, and dropped his phone recklessly. At this moment, I was already turned-on out of my mind. He clearly was too.

He slid his warm fingers up my thighs, over to the smooth sensitive center, and under my panties. I threw my head back and bit my lips to suppress my moan as he found my wet, aching pussy and began to stroke.

God! This man surely knows how to use his fingers. I lifted my hips to every touch, wedged my knees and feet so I could thrust against him. I couldn’t control my moans anymore at this point, so I let them out.

He undid his tie, and tied my hands above my head, before he then went down on me, his tongue traveling down my body, till it got to my pussy. He gave me an open-mouthed kiss on my clits, making me throw my head back with pleasure.

He stopped abruptly, making me groan in displeasure, my breaths still raging like a beast-woman.

“Let’s continue this inside. We’ve been out here for a while now and my staffs are beginning to get concerned.”

I was coming down from cloud nine when his words hit me like a tornado without warning, forcing me to open my eyes.

“Oh my god! When did the car stop moving?”

“Some minutes ago. Here put this on.” He replied, handing me his suit jacket.

He knocked on the car window, and both doors were opened at the same time, making me realize that people were actually standing beside the car door. I couldn’t even raise up my head as he lead me inside because I know my face was as red as a tomato right now.

He had barely closed the door when he had my back on the sofa. He held my wrist as he settled between my legs, pinning me down with his body.

He turned his head for a more comfortable fit, his tongue moving past my teeth, teasing mine. My fingers sank into his hair, making the kiss more intense.

Without breaking the kiss, he lifted me up and carried me into his bedroom. The kiss became hotter than before as I was now lying naked underneath him.

He moved his hands from my pointy nipples, all the way to my bellybutton, then to my wet, hot pussy. I curved my thighs up and over his wrist, trapping his hand there. I kissed him deep as his hand slid into my heat.

“I need more,” he whispered, taking his hand from my pussy, putting his finger into his mouth to suck away my juice.

Moving up over me, he straddled my thighs, circling my darkly flushed, stiffened nipples before leaning down to draw one into his mouth.

I arched, throwing my head back, my heads kneading his thighs. He kissed his way to my other breast, caught that nipple with his teeth, tugged, licked. Sucked hard.

I rocked my hips up against him, seeking a different touch now.

“Easy, we’ve got all the time in the world.” Sitting up, he ran his thumbs over my wet nipples while watching me crash out underneath him. He took his time, pulling gently, rolling, playing with me until I trembled all over.

He then moved off me, put his hands on my soft, pale thighs and opened my legs. I bit my bottom lip, waiting, taut with anticipation.

“Damn, so pretty. Put your legs over my shoulders,” he instructed. Hampered by arousal, I did as told.

He cupped my hips and snuggled me a little closer. With his fingertips he parted me, then leaned in to trace with his tongue. Licking deep, he stabbed into me with his tongue until my hands knotted in his hair as I tried to direct him.

He flicked my most sensitive flesh with the tip of his tongue—almost sending me over-board. Groaning, I lifted my hips off the bed, and dragged his head closer.

“Oh, please——Douglas, please—I.”

“You want to cum, July?”

“Yes——plea—se!”

“From my mouth, or my dick?” He asked brushing my pussy with his hard-on.

“Your—your dick. Please!” I replied almost breathless as he continued to tease me.

He held my face immediately, and gave me a very wet kiss as he thrust into me.

My head went back. His head dropped forward.

“Damn, you’re so fucking tight.” He rocked into me, each stroke easing more than the one before it. “Ah, God, so fucking tight.”

His lips returned to mine, and my fingers slid into his hair.

“Wrap those pretty legs around me, and don’t take your hands off me.”

I looked directly into his eyes as he spoke, then slowly, I hooked the first leg around his waist, then the other—and he sank deeper. I pulled him down for a kiss, then he shattered.

He reared up on stiffened arms and hammered into me as the pleasure built unbearably. I squeezed my pussy walls around him as my release was close. I felt him increase in size, indicating he was close too.

My head went back, but my hands and legs were still wrapped around him as I let out a vibrating cry of release. His thrust became more intense and wild, he then said a few words in Spanish before pulling out of me completely and spilling his juice all over the upper side of my stomach.

“Why?” I managed to ask completely out of breath.

He collapsed besides me, before he spoke, his breath a little more composed than mine.

“I’m sorry July, but you’ll be needing a title before you can have my baby. So if you’re certain you want my baby, you’ll have to become my wife.”

“What?” I asked trying to stand up, but he pushed me softly back to bed and pulled out a box of wipes and wiped his liquid off me completely.

“I’m a very traditional man you see, I can’t have a child out of wedlock.”

“You weren’t so traditional earlier while you were fucking me.”

“And I won’t be, cause I’ll be doing it all over again. So make up your mind as I make you cum again.” He said before giving my nipples a light squeeze. He replaced his hands with his tongue as he began to lick all around my nipples again.

I sure as hell would be making the wrong decision tonight, and Avery and Lily would probably kill me for it.