I look at him as if what he is saying makes no sense at the moment. I feel his warm hands cupping my cheeks. "Am not kidding. I want us to have another baby." He repeats himself. I am still too stunned to speak. Usually I know its the woman who normally asks for such things. I smile at him and as am about to answer his phone rings. I don't need to ask who it is. I walk away from him and sit on the chair at the foot of the bed.
He answers a bit upset because Bailey refuses to stop calling. He looks at me seductively as he talks on the phone. "What? You must be kidding me. Ok ok. I hear you. Give me some time to get there." He hangs up the call and sighs. "I huh have to go. Something is wrong back at the office." He sounds really pissed. I stand up and face him. I kiss him as a way of letting him know that it's ok. I am not upset by what's happening.
"Don't go to bed without me ok. I love you." He says kissing me one last time before he leaves.
Caleb's P.O.V****
As I drive to the office I feel as though Bailey is up to something. I mean whatever it was she normally solved it. I continued driving as fast as I can just so that I can see what the problem is and sort it out and get back to Nessa.
Once I get to my office, I realized that no one is here. I feel so mad at Bailey for pulling something this dumb. I inhaled deeply and pull my phone from my pocket to call her. "You took your time." Her voice says from around my desk. She slowly turned the chair and face me. "What are you doing?" I ask first to hear what possible answer she could give. "Well since my husband won't come home to me, I had to do what I had to just so I can have a moment with him." She responds and start moving toward me with a glass of champagne in both hands. I just simply stood there looking at her. "What's this about?" I ask. "Well we just managed to secure a client we have been trying to get a hold of for months now." "Couldn't this wait until in the morning?" I ask again this time annoyed.
As she walks towards me, I can see right through the lingerie. She hands me a glass of champagne. God dammit. I don't want this from her. She is sexy I must admit but I just don't want to fuck her anymore. She cups her breasts and squeezes them. She passes her tongue over her lips as she looks at me. She gets closer to me. She lifts her lingerie to further expose her well shaved pussy. "What are you doing? What if someone comes in?" I ask trying to reason with her so that she would stop her antics. "Hon there is no one here but us. I want my husband. Just like back in High School. We fucked any and everywhere." She says, standing so close that I could feel her breath on my chin as she tips up to reach my lips.
I flinched a bit when I feel her groping my cock. She is really pushing it. She walks past me and as I turn to face her, she locks the door then walks back towards me with a seductive smile. I walk back towards my desk as she walks towards me. I come to a stop when my ass touched the desk. "Right where I want you" She smiles and kneels before me.
I wanted to stop her but she is sucking my cock so good. I tried so hard not to moan but I couldn't help it. I grabbed a fist full of her hair and start pumping in and out as we both look into each others eyes. She gags as I go deep and hard. All this tension was built up for fucking Nessa and here I am fucking her.
I shake the thought of betrayal from my mind. I fucked up and she will never find out. "Do you have a condom?" I ask Bailey. "We don't need that right now. I long to feel you deep and raw inside me. I want you to fuck me till am near death." She says massaging my throbbing cock with her hands. I couldn't hold back anymore. I lift her and put her ass on the desk. As she opens her legs I bite down on my lower lip real hard. I walk up to her and she spreads her legs wider. As I sink my length into her, she moans. Real loud. She grabs into my skin. God it hurts but feels good at the same time. I gripped her ass and thrush harder. I can feel her tensed beneath me. I actually feel good fucking her like this. Hurting her like this. I don't feel love for her. Just lust. I realize as my thrusts grows harder and faster. She calls my name. But I feel nothing.
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IT ALL STARTED IN HIGH SCHOOL
RomanceVanessa Scott is seventeen years old and a very intelligent girl who knows exactly what she wants. She is head strong and strongly believes that depending on a man is not the right thing to do. After the death of her mom, she now has to live with he...