Making His Baby(173)
“Rocco?” A demure voice floats through the air and I turn to see her standing there.
I step down from the ladder and walk to the doorway she stands in without saying another word. I don’t pretend to know why she is here on her day off, but I secretly hope it is for me.
“Good morning. I was just thinking about you.” I take the sight of her in, concentrating on the subtle movements her body makes.
“Can I talk to you, Rocco?”
“Of course.” I set my paperwork down on the closest box in the stockroom and I give her my full attention.
“Privately?”
I study her face and nod, leading her through the kitchen and into my office, closing the door behind her. “What is it?” I ask, leaning against my desk in front of her.
“I wanted to apologize for running off on you. I didn’t mean to.”
“Why did you? I thought we were getting along so well.”
“I felt… rejected, I guess.” She looks down at the ring on her middle finger she continuously rotates.
“I didn’t tell you to leave. I like having you close to me, Maddie.” The hint of a smile on her lips is refreshing. “In fact, if you are okay with it, I’d like to see you again.”
“You would?” she asks, broadening that beautiful smile. She looks up at me and the sparkle returns.
“I would.” I take her hands in mine and I pull her closer. “I don’t want you to feel rejected. It was never my intention to cause such a feeling.”
“To say that I really like you doesn’t seem to satisfy how I feel about you. There is a connection between us and I don’t know what to do with it. I’ve never felt it before, and,” she licks her lips before taking a deep breath. This is a struggle for her to admit. “Well, I know that you have, I mean, you know your way around,” she closes her eyes and struggles some more.
“Maddie, I know what you are trying to say. I have had my share of lovers, yes. But nothing like this. You are different. I was okay with not getting serious about anyone. I was just fine casually dating and not worrying about how I acted or what they thought or what my next move was going to be. When I met you, all that changed. I want so much more now.”
“I just wasn’t sure if I measured up against the other women…”
“Don’t,” I interrupt. “Don’t compare yourself to my past, please. It is I who should worry about measuring up. Before I met you, relationships didn’t mean anything to me. I’m not even sure if I know how to be in one. But I would love to try.”
I pull her closer to me and surround her neck with my hands as I kiss her lips. The tingling sensation returns and I deepen my kiss. An arousal begins deep in my groin as I inhale deeply, her familiar scent intoxicating me once again.
She pulls away from me and turns away, covering her mouth with the back of her hand.
“I don’t know if I can do this.”
“Talk to me, Maddie.” I close the gap between us, my hands on her arms and my face in her hair. “Don’t turn me away.”
“I want to be with you. I just, I love my job, and you and Joanne have been so good to me. I don’t want to jeopardize what I have been given for what I want.”
“I can talk to her. My sister is a stubborn woman, yes, but not unreasonable.”
“She was very adamant on what she wanted and she is not the kind of person to back down. She put these rules in place for this very reason. You aren’t going to convince her.”
I turn her to me and kiss her again. I need to convince Maddie first. I’ll worry about Joanne later.
Maddie doesn’t pull away. I let her into my senses as my tongue pushes into her mouth and twirls around her tongue. My arousal enflames with greed and I move my hands down her body pulling her into me. The small gasps she lets out pierces me and I want more. I feel her hands on my back pulling me tighter to her and I move my hand to her breast, rubbing her, encircling her and feeling her nipple tighten beneath my palm. Her breathing gets quicker, harder and restless. The side of my desk pushes against me as she presses her body into my growing cock.
“You feel so good,” I mumble through pressed lips, my hunger for her growing rapidly.
In the back of my mind, I know this is where we were headed last night. I was able to diffuse it then, but now, is there a point of no return? I don’t want this to be like the others. I want to savor her, but she is pulling me in deeper and deeper. My hands work underneath her top, sliding along bare skin. I find the strap of her bra and immediately unclasp it. Another gasp escapes her, fueling me to push further. My desire to be inside her strengthens. I cup her breasts underneath her bra and her hardened nipples taunt me. I want to feel them against my tongue. My thoughts swirl around me and I pick her up and walk to the other side of the room to the couch.