Tears stung my eyes, and I clung to him, wanting to savor this moment until the day I died. “I love you too, Sebastian. So much.”
He lifted his head, looking me in the eyes as he slowly began to move in and out of me. I felt so alive and loved.
He rolled on his back, taking me with him. “Take what you want from me, Leah. It’s all yours.”
In my mind, it was like a surrender, not just of his pleasure, but of his heart and his soul. I rocked my hips, moving with him as he thrust up, filling me.
Soon the need to come took over, and I levered up so I could ride him, harder, deeper, faster.
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” His hands gripped my thighs as he thrust up into me. He levered up, sucking on one breast and then the other. “I love you.”
With his words, my orgasm lit up my entire body, starting from my center and shooting out like sparks to the rest of my body. I clamped down around him, my body wanting to hold him deep.
He yelled out. “Fuck, Leah…” His hips bucked wildly underneath me as his cum filled my womb.
Finally, I collapsed on him. His arms wrapped around me and held me tighter than I ever remember him holding me.
“Well, if I hadn’t already knocked you up, that would have done it.”
He kissed my cheek. “Thank you, Leah.”
I lifted my head and looked down into his handsome face. “For what?”
“For giving me a life.”
The hardest thing I’d ever done was show up on Leah’s doorstep with my heart in my hand. But Leah, being the woman she was, took it and cradled it to her.
After we made love, she fell asleep. She started to move away from me probably because that’s how I’d preferred it before. But I pulled down the sheets, and pulled her next to me, cradling her close. As she slept with her head on my shoulder, I thanked God I had the balls to come here.
She slept for an hour, waking up feeling amorous, which I was happy to respond to. When I came, pumping my seed into her, I thought about our baby growing inside her, and what a fucking miracle that was.
I ordered dinner from room service, and called the concierge for flowers, candles and sparkling cider, since champagne was out of the question.
“Sebastian, this is beautiful,” she said when she came out of the shower and saw the spread I’d organized.
“You’re beautiful.” I held the chair for her and poured her the sparkling apple juice.
I took my flute and clinked it with hers. “To you and our baby.”
She smiled. “To us.”
I sipped the bubbly. “This stuff is happy too.”
She laughed and the sound of it was like music. It made my heart sing.
“So, what’s this job about?” I asked as we ate.
“It’s not much different from what I was doing for you in the marketing department, except it’s baby clothes and accessories instead of thongs and dildos.”
I snorted. “That seems very different.”
She shrugged. “Too much thong can lead to baby clothes. We’re proof of that.”
She had a point.
“I really hope I get it. I feel good about the interview, but you never know. I’m supposed to see them again tomorrow.”
I felt uneasy about that. If she got this job, she’d need to move to Los Angeles. She gave every sign of wanting to be with me, but I wasn’t sure how that would work unless I moved to California, which at this point, I’d do in a heartbeat.
“Then what happens? When would you have to be out here to start?”
She gave me a funny look, and then she laughed. “I can stay in New York. I’d be able to telecommute.”
“Oh?” I liked the sound of that.
“I think I’m high on the list because of my dad’s connections. They’d like to expand to New York, so they can use me for that. I’m alright with that.”
I reached out and took her hand. “I’m sure you’re high on the list because of your talent. Niall wanted to kick my ass for not offering you a job.”
She squeezed my hand. “I know why you didn’t and I’m not sure I’d have taken it, although I do like our early morning and late afternoon meetings.”
My dick heard that and perked up.
“It’s important to me that I achieve things on my own. My dad keeps telling me not to worry about money, but it’s important to me that I can take care of myself and the baby.”
“What about me?”
“I’ll take care of you too.”
I barked out a laugh. “I was thinking of you letting me take care of you, but now that you mention it, I probably need taken care of more.” Especially if I was ousted from my company.