7+Us Makes Nine: A Nanny Single Dad Romance (Baby Makes Three) Page 9

  “I knew I trained you right,” she said.

  I chuckled into the phone as I leaned up in my chair.

  “See you tonight, Mom.”

  “See you then.”

  All day long, I couldn't stop thinking about it. I’d made reservations for us in one of the best restaurants in the city. Their French cuisine was out of this world, but I never had a reason to go there any more often than I did. I knew it was a place Catherine would love because they had plenty of vegetarian dishes, and all of their ingredients were locally-sourced.

  “When’s grandma coming?” Ivan asked.

  “Is she here yet?” Dmitri asked.

  “Nannie!” Michaela exclaimed. “Nannie at door!”

  And right on cue, the doorbell rang.

  I opened it up for my mother and the kids rushed her before I could get a hug. I leaned over and kissed her cheek, watching as she shuffled the brood back into the foyer. She took off with them down the hallway while they chased her, watching as the bag she had in her hands swung at her side. I could only imagine the types of treats she had in that thing. The amount of sugar that would be forced into my kid’s systems tonight.

  “That’s a nice suit.”

  I turned around and looked up the steps as my mouth went dry. There Catherine stood, in a beautiful pale blue dress that hugged her curves in every single way. Her wispy hair was piled high on her head and her dangling earrings accented that neck I’d kissed so many times late at night after the kids were down for bed. Her heels flexed her calves and rounded out an ass I wanted to fist in the palms of my hands.

  Holy shit.

  Catherine looked gorgeous.

  “And that’s a very nice dress,” I said.

  “Is your mother here?” she asked.

  “She’s currently feeding the kids all the chocolate she can.”

  “Then we better get out of here before we get roped into her plans.”

  “Sounds good to me.”

  I escorted her out to my car and helped her in. I had great plans for us, and I hoped she would like them. I drove us across down, my hand sliding over her knee. I felt her warmth permeating through the fabric of the dress and it made me want to slide my hand up further. Her delicate touch came down upon mine and her fingers wrapped around the edges of my hand.

  She looked over at me with those dazzling eyes of hers and I felt my breath escape my body.

  “I hope you like French cuisine,” I said as I pulled into the parking lot. “Otherwise, there’s a McDonald’s two miles up the road.”

  “Hmmm, cheeseburgers,” she said with a grin.

  I laughed as I helped her out of the car.

  The restaurant was beautiful. Low lighting and private tables in corners made for an especially intimate environment. Tablecloths that slid all the way to the floor made it a playground for those that enjoyed the feel of their partner’s toes against their skin. I pulled out her chair and she sat down, then I made my way to my seat and sat in front of her. The way the candlelight played off her features made her soft features sharper.

  My cock jumped at the sight.

  “This is a nice place,” Catherine said. “And they have a great selection of food for me.”

  “It’s the reason why I brought us here. You’re always so gracious about cooking my children and I meat at the expense of your own eating habits. So, tonight? I’m eating with you.”

  “You don’t have to do that, Jace. I don’t ‘not eat meat’ on principal. I do it because I don’t like the texture. It’s weird to me.”

  “Still. I want to. So, which dish do you recommend?” I asked.

  The two of us placed our orders and I couldn’t wait for them to come. I’d never eaten a fully vegetarian dinner before unless it was solely on accident. I had plenty of temporary diets like that for movie rolls and such, but these no-meat dishes still seemed decadent and packed with calories.

  “I meant what I said. That suit looks amazing on you.”

  “I dusted it off for a special occasion,” I said with a grin.

  “Well I’m glad you’re getting a chance to wear it. I like how the pants make your legs look.”

  “Just my legs?”

  Then, I felt it.

  Her bare toe crawling up the inside of my leg.

  “Mhm,” she said. “I like your calves.”

  She slid her toe into the crook of my knee before smoothing it along my thigh.

  “And your thighs,” she said.

  I cleared my throat and situated myself as I felt my dick rise to the occasion.

  “Your pants seem completely tailored to you,” Catherine said.

  I wiggled, drawing myself a little lower into the chair. She was almost there. Her toes were almost to my cock. I begged for the touch. I scooted myself closer to her heat. She inched her way up, forcing me to clench my jaw so it wouldn’t tremble. I hadn’t felt her body against mine in over two weeks. And having her beautiful foot inch up my body was all too much for me.

  She was mere millimeters away from my cock before the waitress came with our drinks.

  Then she dropped her foot like she hadn’t been doing anything at all.

  She smiled at me as she sipped her glass of wine. But I had to reach into my pants underneath the table and situate myself before I could sit up. Oh, she was good. But two could play at that game. I wouldn’t tease her at dinner, though. I wanted to talk with her too much.

  But the hotel room I had reserved for the night?

  She was in for it.

  Especially with the toy I had settled against my leg.

  “How was work this week?” she asked.

  That little sparkle in her eye told me she thought she had the upper hand. But she had another thing coming once I got her alone.

  “About as hectic as you could expect,” I said. “The Broadway show I took you to see is in its final stages of the mini-tour they were doing. They want to circle back around to the theater, which is great. But last-minute preparations are happening since the dates got switched around.”

  “Do I foresee some late nights at the office for you?” she asked.

  “Probably, unfortunately. The good news is, once this show is done the rest of the season is a bunch of on-offs. Weekend performances with one or two weeks worth of downtime in between.”

  “That’s good. I know the kids enjoy their weekends with you.”

  “Do you enjoy your weekends with me?” I asked.

  She grinned at me from above the rim of her glass as our food was set in front of us.

  “I enjoy more than just those weekends,” she said.

  The food was incredible. So much so that I felt the kids would probably eat it, too. Had I known vegetarian dishes could taste as good as the one in front of me had, I would’ve gone vegetarian a long time ago. It was better than any meat dish I’d ever had prepared for me. And my humming and moaning over the food only served to tint Catherine’s cheeks with a royal flush.

  Good.

  I wanted her struggling like I was.

  Because that meant her release would be all the more sweeter.

  Fifteen

  Jace

  “Jace? Where are we going?” Catherine asked.

  “My mother has agreed to stay with the kids tonight,” I said.

  “That didn’t answer my question.”

  “You really don’t like surprises, do you?”

  “I enjoy being clued into what’s going on,” she said.

  “Then I’ll tell you this. We have the entire night to ourselves.”

  I pulled into the hotel parking garage and Catherine gave me a look. And I knew that look. I knew it very well. My heart slammed against my chest as the two of us bolted from the car, holding hands as we ran into the front lobby. I felt like a high school teenager all over again with her. I couldn't check us in quickly enough. I had reserved us a wonderful hotel suite, complete with flutes and a beautiful bottle of chilled champagne. The second that key was in my h
and, I sprinted with Catherine to the elevator. She laughed and ran alongside me as we dodged people in our way.

  And the second those elevator doors closed on us, I had her pinned against the wall.

  Our lips crashed together as the elevator ascending. She fisted the collar of my suit coat and pulled me as close as she could get me. Her beautiful curves pressed deeply into my body. I ground my cock between her legs. She moaned into my mouth. Suckled on my lower lip. Drove me to insane heights I’d never experienced with another woman as her hands roamed my body. She slid my belt quickly out of the loop of my pants just as the elevator doors opened, and I tugged her into the hallway as she gripped my belt tightly within her hand.

  We tumbled along the wall, unable to keep our lips off one another. I kissed her neck. Trailed them down to her breasts. I had just enough coordination to slip the hotel room key into the door before we both barreled in. I reached out with my foot and closed it as she took my belt and folded it in half. She snapped it in her hands and I watched as her nipples puckered against her dress.

  And that gave me an idea.

  We stripped one another of our clothes until there was nothing separating us. I could feel the heat of her pussy radiating against my body. We fell to the bed, my hands roaming every curve her body boasted of.

  Then, I tied her wrists to the headboard and secured my belt tightly.

  “Jace?”

  I gazed down into her beautiful eyes before I lowered myself to her nipples. I kept my eyes on her the entire time, watching as they rolled back into her beautiful head. I raked my tongue along her tits. Watched her jump and squirm as her legs wrapped around my body. I slid down her form, coating her in my kisses until I hovered over her delicate pussy lips.

  “Jace,” she said breathlessly. “What in the world has gotten into you?”

  “You,” I said.

  Her head leaned up and our eyes connected.

  “You’ve gotten into me, Catherine.”

  I dipped my tongue between her folds and she groaned. And the great part was that I didn’t have to tell her to stop. There were no kids. No chances to wake them up. No walls we had to contend with and no secrets we had to keep. She could be as loud as she wanted and I could fuck her as hard as I wished.

  And I wasn’t going to hold back.

  “Oh, Jace. Holy shit. Please.”

  I circled that throbbing clit of hers before pursing my lips against it. I sucked her. Drank her down. Licked her slit until she was dripping against my chin. Her legs wrapped around my body and her thighs squeezed my cheeks. I loved it when she did that. Wrapped her curves around me until I could hardly breathe. My hands molded into her decadent hips and I pinned her to the bed, causing her to groan in frustration.

  A sound that was music to my ears.

  She bucked against me. Rolled her hips into my face. She coated me in her scent. In her arousal. In her colors. And I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. She was too good, and every ounce of her was too precious to waste. I dug my tongue into her. Licked at her clit until the whole of my tone splayed against her pussy lips. Her legs quivered and her back arched, and I watched as her eyes rolled heavily into the back of her head.

  “Yes, Jace. Yes. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. I’m cum-!”

  Over the edge she went, shaking and throbbing for my viewing pleasure. Her tits bounced and her stomach jiggled. A beautiful sight I didn’t want to take my eyes off of. Her skin flushed with a beautiful pink tint that left me hungry for more. I sucked her clit and rode her through her orgasm, then I watched her juices drip from her pussy. I licked them up, feeling the taste of her melt on my tongue and fill my stomach with the dessert I’d wanted all night.

  All week.

  All months.

  I slid from the bed and she whimpered at the loss of my touch. I grinned at her as I wiped her essence off my face, then went to go find my pants. I heard her gasping for air as she wiggled around on the bed. The sound was enough to have my cock dripping streams of cum to the floor. I ached to be inside of her. My balls hung so low I thought they’d grace the carpet. My legs wobbled and my head spun as her scent encompassed my entire being.

  I reached into the pocket of my pants and pulled out the small device, then grinned as I made my way back to her.

  “What is that?” she asked breathlessly.

  I made a show of removing it from the package before I slid the vibrating cock ring over my girth.

  “Oh no,” she said. “Jace, I… I don’t know if-... does that hurt?”

  I crawled back up onto the bed and positioned my cock at her entrance. I felt her buck her hips. I watched her eyes darken with lust. I reached down and guided the tip of my dick into her warm body, then I moved to turn it on. Pressed that little button that jolted it to life.

  “Fuck,” I said with a groan.

  “Jace, I… oh shit!”

  I slammed myself into her body and pressed the vibrator right to her sensitive clit. I felt her pussy jumping around me. Fluttering and sucking me in before I could even move. I ground into her. Shallowly thrust against her. She tugged at the restraints of her wrists as my hands planted beside her head. I wanted to watch her unravel. I wanted to perch above her and watch the ecstasy flow over her face. The vibrator kept changing vibration settings, toggling between a furious string of pleasure and soft pulses that made her sigh with contentment. I sank deep into her. I swiveled my hips and moved the vibrator around her swollen clit. She gasped. Whimpered. Groaned into the room. And all I did was smile, hovering over her as her body began to shake.

  “Jace, I… i-i-it’s… it’s so-... I’m so-”

  “Don’t hold back,” I said as I ground into her. “Let me hear you. Let me feel you, Catherine.”

  “Jace. Yes. Yes! Don’t stop! Don’t move! Oh my gosh.”

  I felt her fall over the edge again and I started pumping my cock. Guiding her through her orgasm as her pussy massaged my aching dick. I felt my orgasm being held back by the cock ring. An orgasm I couldn't wait to flood my body with. I snapped against Catherine’s hips and watched her body shake. Her tits hardened and she tugged at her wrists as I bent down and captured one of her nipples. She arched her body so far into me that my face planted into her cleavage. I pounded against her, feeling her about to erupt yet again as she gasped for air.

  “I can’t. Jace, I can’t. It’s too much. Please, I-I-I-... fuck!”

  And she went again. Gracing me with her beautiful pulses as I bit into the meat of her curves.

  I slowed my pace. Rolled into her instead of slammed. I wanted to treasure this moment. The time we had together without the children around us. I reached up and undid the restraints around her wrists and she threw her arms around me. Pulled herself up into me. I sat back onto my feet as she straddled my pelvis, rolling so deeply I could feel all of her at once. I reached down and slid out just long enough to relieve myself of the cockring, then her pussy captured me again and I felt my head spin.

  “Catherine,” I said. “Oh, Catherine. Holy hell. You feel so fucking good.”

  Her head fell against my shoulder, her body spent. I collapsed to the bed and she fell on top of me as my hands fisted her ass. I rolled her into my body. Moved her hips exactly the way I needed them to move. She clung to me, helpless against my attack as her lips kissed my neck. Bit into my shoulder. Nibbled on my ear.

  “Cum with me, Jace. Please.”

  And her breathless plea was all it took.

  Her pussy swallowed my cock down and I exploded within her. Colors sizzled in my vision and starts burst behind my eyes. I curled my hands into her luxurious ass while her pussy vibrated around me. I heard her moaning. Groaning. Panting with the effort it took for her last orgasm to roll over her. I wrapped my arms around her. I pulled her close as my cum painted her walls. I buried my face into her hair and committed her scent to memory as we shook together at the precipice of our white hot pleasure.

  My heart swelled with a happiness I hadn’t felt in
years.

  A happiness I hadn’t experienced since before I met Anya.

  I kissed her ear. I kissed down her neck. I nibbled at her skin and watched goosebumps appear all over her body. I pulled my cock from between her legs, relishing the fountain of fluids that gushed onto my skin. I rolled us over and held Catherine close to my chest, feeling her pant against the rapid beating of my heart.

  I stroked her hair, untangling the knots I’d created as we both came down from our highs.

  “Holy crap,” she said breathlessly.

  “Is that a good ‘holy crap’ or a bad ‘holy crap’?” I asked.

  “How in the-? Where did you-? What the-?”

  I smiled weakly as I kissed the top of her head. I scooted us to the head of the bed before I brought the covers up over our bodies. She hunkered down next to me, her leg haphazardly thrown over mine. I propped myself up against the headboard as I heard my belt clatter behind the bed. Catherine’s cheek pressed into my chest as her hair splayed out along my skin. I looked down at her, watching as her arm collapsed around my hips.

  I held her close to me, the silence overtaking us as we breathed in the sex-tainted air we’d created.

  “Do you think the kids will ask questions if we come in at the same time tomorrow morning?” she asked.

  “My mother’s going to take them out for breakfast. It’ll give us time to get back in before they get home.”

  “Oh, good. Good. That’s… that’s good.”

  I felt her yawn against me and I smiled as my eyes closed. I felt content. At peace. Settled in the marrow of my bones. I couldn't remember the last time I’d felt that way with someone.

  In some ways, I never even felt that with Anya.

  “Catherine?”

  “Mmm?”

  I wanted to ask her if she felt the same way. I wanted to ask her if she felt comfortable and happy and content. If this was all she could’ve ever wanted, or if this was nothing but a fling for her. I wouldn't blame her if it was. But I felt my heart spiraling into a place I never thought it would be again. And I wanted to know where she stood. How she felt. What she was thinking.

  “Jace?”

  “Sorry. Just wanted to make sure you were comfortable,” I said.