Pleasing Mr Sloan [18+]

Chapter 9

CHAPTER 9 

Two plastic sticks rested on the side of the bath. Shivering, Candice drew her legs up, and rested her head on her knees. Numb, all she could do was stare. Stare at the proof that they had made a baby. They had brought life into the world. The lines weren't remotely faint, they were staring at her, bold as anything. She was pregnant. Her hand flew to her stomach as it released a loud rumble. Grateful for the distraction, she tried to think about what she could eat instead. Depositing the tests in the bin, she slipped into the kitchen still in a daze. There was hardly any food in and she made a mental note to do a food shop. In the meantime she poured herself a large bowl of muesli - the only thing her mum wouldn't eat - and spooned the milkless cereal as she stared outside. The hour mark dinged and she glanced down to see that it was already noon.

"Shit," she swore and jumped up, depositing the empty bowl in the sink. Jumping in the shower, she blow dried her hair and applied a little waterproof mascara. Dropping the towel, she twisted from side to side but there was no visible bump. Dropping her hand to her belly she imagined what it would look like. The more she stared, the more she worried. What would be Mr Sloan's reaction? It didn't seem like he would be upset but his mood could change so quickly. She hoped he wouldn't mind, as she knew the instant she had found out that she had wanted to keep it. She didn't want to think about it right now though. She wanted to have a sex filled afternoon like he promised, she would tell him later. She needed him. She didn't like to think what would happen if he suddenly didn't want anything to do with her.

Wiping a tear away, she dug into the back of her bottom drawer. She hadn't been swimming or sunbathing in a long time but eventually she found an old white bikini. Looking at the small amount of fabric which had been fine for her prepubescent body she knew he wouldn't mind. He did say he wanted skimpy. It was more than a little snug, and despite her earlier thoughts she worried that it was a tad too revealing as the triangles hardly covered anything. She hesitated and nearly changed her mind but remembered that he said it would be just the two of them. She doubted the bikini would be in place very long anyway. Grinning, she grew excited and chucked on a newer but matching white crochet dress. Rolling up a dry towel she just had time to get downstairs when her phone buzzed in her hand.

Smiling excitedly down at the message, it simply said 'outside' but still she felt her dimples pop into play. She groaned as it was immediately followed by another ping with an image of his erection ready and waiting for her. Speeding out the door, she locked it behind her and ran down the driveway, her flip flops slapping loudly against the concrete. She dove inside the car, and watched his lustful eyes scan down her. Her own dropped to his cock and her hand gripped it before she even said hello. He grunted and pulled her lips onto his.

"Fuck you look beautiful," he murmured against her lips. Her cheeks flushed and she knew she'd made a good decision. Rubbing the tip of his cock, he groaned into her mouth and she had to remind herself they were in the middle of the street during daylight. She couldn't ride him like she wanted. Instead she bent over and he moaned his pleasure as her tongue licked at his pre-cum. His hand rested loosely in her hair and she became so focused she hardly realised he'd started driving. Pausing when he became too close, she hummed as she restarted her onslaught, the vibrations stimulating the cock in her mouth. She smiled as he pumped ferociously into her, hips thrusting and she moaned as he jolted down her throat. Jaw aching in a good way, she released him and settled into his side. Loving his new car without the central console. It enabled him to pull her tighter against him. Her face had nearly split open when he first told her he got it with her in mind.

"Fuck you're good at that," he exclaimed and she smiled at the compliment. She loved it just as much.

Glancing at the clock, she realised she'd been going for nearly thirty minutes. No wonder she ached. Glancing around, she enjoyed the warm sunlight as it softly filtered through the trees. It had been ages since she'd gone into the countryside. It was only five minutes later when he pulled to the side of the road. Pulling her lips back to his, she was left panting when he finally pulled away. He yanked his swim shorts back up over his fresh erection and pecked her again.