I'd never been with a redhead before. It was my favorite color and I'd never had the pleasure of fucking a woman with natural locks that shade.
Waves of excitement began to stream down to my cock. Stiffening firmly behind my briefs, I grabbed the swelling shaft and adjusted it.
The crackle of tires against the pavement shot me from my haze. Quickly I walked to the window; the bright lights of the limo shined across the glass. Bringing my hand up to shield the glare, I watched the limo turn and park out front.
Here she is. The one I'm making mine.
The driver walked to the rear door, opening it slowly. Snow had begun to fall; the small white flakes fell delicately, coating the ground. The white layer spread across every surface, the blanket of Christmas.
My early present had arrived.
Copper seemed to exit in slow motion. The skin of her leg peeked out first, followed by the deep arch of her hip. Her legs seemed endless, miles of pure inviting flesh for me to nibble. My cock thickened with need. The desire to bite, claw and plain maul the shit out of her clenched around my shaft. Shifting my dick, it throbbed painfully against my zipper.
Right there, I was ready to fuck her till she couldn't feel her legs. I wanted them wrapped around me, squeezing my ribs as I drove myself in deep.
She has no idea what I'm going to do to her. And how much she's going to enjoy begging me for more.
My eyes shifted to her tits as the rest of her stepped into view. The dark jacket covered her shoulders, the plumped up flesh of her breasts still broke through the top of the buttons.
Copper came dressed to impress, ready to work. A black overcoat hid her clothing; dipping in at her waist, it accentuated her hips. Running my tongue over my bottom lip, I watched her calves flex in her heels as she stood.
I knew she had no clue what the real plan was. I had made it clear to Gloria that Copper was to get no information about our deal. If she slipped and told her anything, then her cut was gone.
Gloria had no issues with keeping secrets. Especially with the money she could walk away with.
Her hand came up and tossed the long curls over her shoulder. Peering up at the window she looked like a small innocent doe. Her eyes widened with the massive house in front of her, arms hanging weightlessly by her sides while the driver retrieved her bag from the car.
Copper's head was wrenched so far up, I almost expected her to topple backwards, the weight of leaning back throwing her heels off kilter, sending her onto her ass.
Carefully she walked up the granite steps, checking her footing to make sure she didn't slip. I chuckled, thinking that she looked like this was the first time she ever adorned her body in shoes like that. Her legs shook to keep steady, arms held out for balance. It was as if she was crossing a tight rope over a gorge, one wrong move and she was going over the edge.
Originally, I had thought about meeting her at the door, opening it and gracing her with a smile. But that would've been too easy. I wanted to tug on her nerves, make her question what powerful figure she would lay eyes on.
This was a game, my game. And I couldn't wait to claim my prize.
But this had to be methodical. I knew throwing out the demand for a baby wouldn't work on her. Offering her money would probably be met with a slap—if I didn't get one already for telling her she was having my child.
Copper was the one I wanted, and I wasn't going to give her an option to say no.
I had the idea to leave a note pinned on the door, guiding her into the house. It told her where to go and where to come after she got settled. I was all about the dramatic effect, which I'd like to think was going to blow her fucking mind.
Maybe, if she saw what I could offer, this opportunity would be seen as a promise of good fortune.
And for me, the chance to keep what was mine.
Did I want a baby? No. But if I wanted to keep what was rightfully mine, then I had no choice.
And she wasn't getting one either.
My father was an asshole for doing this. I hadn't said more than three words to him since that day. And I didn't care if I spoke to him after this was over either.
He's been riding my ass for as long as I can remember, and all I ever really wanted was to live some sort of normal life. But, he had other plans.
Obviously.
Pressing my face to the glass, I watched her lift the note from the door. Glancing around over her shoulder, her eyes shifted up the massive windows.
Quickly I stepped back, I didn't want her to have even the slightest view of me. I couldn't imagine what she was thinking; what was going through her head as she read my letter.
Gloria had promised me she would give her the bare details. And to not worry, it was going to be easy.
Did she know Copper as well as she thinks? I hoped so.
She was fairly convincing that all I needed to do was a little swooning, a little spoiling, and the girl would be putty in my hands.