Sighing heavily, my eyes rolled in place. “I can't lose everything. He's going to take it all, everything.”
“So, do you have any idea what I'm going to lose? You're worried about money, I'm looking at losing my mom. There's a big difference.” Noella's chest began to heave, her mouth inhaling quickly to slow her lungs down.
The gentle tap of her lips together, the smack of moistened flesh as the air pulled in, shot through my ears. Waves of need surged down to my cock, the blood draining from every inch of my body to feed the enlarging mass.
“If we do this, we both get what we want. Why is that so bad?” I was offering her a fresh a start, a world of endless possibilities. Couldn't she see that?
Or was she just refusing to?
“Because we're talking about a baby! A fucking living, breathing, baby. That's not selling off a piece of jewelry or a damn car. It's a huge responsibility.”
“If we do this— which we are. I told you already, there's no option out. But, I have more money coming to me than you could possibly ever dream of. I'll make sure you never have to worry about anything—”
“That's all you think about! Money! Get this through your small fucking brain, Hegan, I don't care about the money!” Her words hit me with such force I jolted in my seat.
“Noella, I... I...” I was speechless.
Maybe she was right. I was expecting all my problems to disappear if I did this one thing. But would they?
They had to, a baby was what my dad required or I was done; finished, living on the street with nothing.
I can't do that, I won't do that.
“I wish I could just say that, say I didn't care. But I do. I can't have it all ripped out from beneath me, Noella. I need this baby.”
“I'm not doing it.” Pursing her lips, she shook her head side to side.
And even with her saying no, I still wanted to fuck her; still wanted every piece of her wrapped around my cock, around my muscles. I wanted to hear her say my name again, whisper it into my ear as I pounded her pussy.
“You couldn't resist me in the kitchen, don't you think there's a reason for that? I saw it in your face that night at the club, and this morning.”
“You didn't see shit. What you saw was lust, that's it. That doesn't mean I'm going to throw myself down and let you knock me up. You're fucking insane, you know that?” Her nose wrinkled slightly as her cheek lifted to her eye.
The gentle wrinkles forming across her skin sent my stomach into knots. She was fucking sexy, in every way possible. Even when she was giving me a face of disgust, my cock stiffened in my pants, hardening with her confidence and strength.
She was trying to pull herself from me, tear the feelings she was toiling with down and away. But she could only do that for so long, she gave in once; and now she's had a taste of what I could offer.
A really great fuck.
I'm not giving up on Noella. I need her.
“I've been told that before. You're not the first. But you are the first to tell me I'm crazy after we've had sex.” A smile crept up my face, and I laughed lightly.
Waiting for her to lash out, I was taken by surprise. She laughed with me, her sweet chuckle hitting my ears, tempering my cock. “Then maybe I'm the crazy one,” she said between giggles.
Noella was like no woman I had ever met before. She could find humor in a situation where she was angry, she could grow a spine when she was challenged. Noella was the woman who should have my child, no one else.
That's what I was holding onto, wrenching my fingers around and keeping for me. She was mine, in every way.
I didn't care what she said, or thought, or wanted. She was mine.
“You're not crazy. You're the sweetest piece of ass I've ever had.”
“Is that all you think about? Sex?” Twisting her body in the seat, she glared at me under hooded lids.
“No, the sex came after I saw what type of girl you are.”
“What type of girl I am?” Veering her eyes, her head fell forward.
“Yeah. You're not weak, you're not a bitch, even when you try to be. You have brains, and can think on your toes. It was that stuff I saw first. The sex, well that came later.” Scratching my scalp, I said, “Now don't get me wrong, the sex is what I needed. But the mother of my kid wasn't going to be some dumb bitch, who could barely operate an ice tray and wonders if the stuff in history books are real.”
I watched her face spread a bright cherry, looking down at her knees, she said, “You saw all that in me? How?”
“It's painted all over you, Noella. Let me ask you this, why do you work at Tigress?” Holding up my hand, I paused her answer. “I know you owe Gloria money, but why there? Why not get a job some place else?”
“I just wanted to pay her off as quick as possible. I'd been working part time for a coffee shop, and that wasn't going to do shit to put a dent in what I owe her.” Letting her head fall towards her chest, her voice softened. “And Gloria played up the club. I didn't think I had a choice really. Especially if I wanted to get back to my life.” Twirling her fingers around each other, she braided the long digits.