“Don’t think then. Just enjoy what I’m doing to you.” He reached around to the front of her pants and undid them. Sliding them off her hips, he sank to his knees as he moved her pants down along her legs, taking her panties with them. “I want to drink from you. Then when I’ve had my fill of you, I want to lay you out over my desk and fill you with my child.”
“Please.” He nuzzled her * with his chin, then opened his mouth over her. Her moan made him harder and he had to reach down with his free hand and release himself. As soon as she leaned back on his desk, Steele lifted her up so that both her legs were on his shoulders and he held her up by her ass. She was so wet that he had to drink quickly to keep up. And Christ, she tasted delicious right now.
Give it to me, Kari. Give it all to me. Come for me so that I can fuck you with my cock. She curled her fingers into his hair, and he bit down on her clit. Her scream of release nearly had him coming too, but he fucked her hard with his tongue until she was finished and her body lay lax over his desk. Standing up, he moved between her legs until he was at her apex and held himself over her. She looked up at him when he said her name.
He entered her slowly, watching her face for the pleasure he knew she got from his slow moves. Her hips rose up and down to his strokes, sucking him in even as he pulled back in the same easy motion he was using. His cock was so full and wet from her juices that he watched as he slid in and out of her, glistening in the light of the room. Each time his cock was just a little wetter and a good deal closer to just letting go.
“I need to taste you.” Steele nodded and leaned over her. He felt her tighten around him and knew that when she sank her teeth into him he was going to come as well. And he couldn’t wait, needed to feel her mark him, sink her canines into his skin as she came surrounding him with her sheath. The wet, heated lick of her tongue over his throat had him pumping into her harder. His balls tightened to his body as she nipped at him. It was on the tip of his tongue to tell her to do it when she bit him.
Steele felt every drop of his cum shoot from his cock as his blood raced to fill her mouth. He heard her screaming out his name even as his balls tightened up again for a second release, then a third, until he could hardly think beyond filling her again and again. Steele pounded her now, hitting her as deeply as he could to touch her womb. A baby, a baby was all he could think about as he filled her again and again. Coming again, his body spent, he knew that hadn’t created a child but had formed a deeper bond than ever before. When he couldn’t move any more, he dropped on top of her and closed his eyes. Her giggle had him looking up.
“We might not be going to have a baby, but we sure made a good effort at it. Perhaps we should do it again right now until we get it right. We could keep trying until we get pregnant.” Growling, he looked down at her and smiled. He kissed her on the mouth and then deepened it. When he lifted his body from hers, all he could imagine was a child growing within her. He hoped that soon they created a child for them.
Chapter 10
Beth looked at the lawyer twice more before she decided that he was insane or that this was a complete joke. Not a funny one, but a joke all the same. Or he had the wrong person. Beth moved to the kitchen counter and stood there for several seconds before she turned back to the man. He was smiling at her in a gentle way, but she’d learned over the years not to trust anyone.
“You’re saying that a woman by the name of Kari Briggs wants to speak to me.” He nodded. “And this woman, this Briggs person, she says that she has information for me about my children. And that you’re here to set this meeting up for us.”
“She does, Miss Náire. And that’s correct.” He’d even pronounced her made-up last name right. She’d changed her name from Cartwright to Shame after what had happened to her, and had used the Irish translation of the word to keep people from asking too many questions. Because no matter how much she stayed out of the public, people still got in somehow.
“I think she’s made a mistake. I don’t have any children. None at all.” She looked back out the window and spoke softly. “There was one at one time, but he died at birth. The hospital or wherever you got your information is incorrect. Tell her that I’m terribly sorry, but she has the wrong person.”