CEO'S Secret Baby: A Standalone Surprise Pregnancy Romance - Iona Rose (which ebook reader .txt) 📗

way here for me, and invested so much into the relationship that he wanted us to have. I felt deeply remorseful. Immediately I turned around, and walked out of the bathroom.

I got into the corridor however, and froze.

He was approaching.

I thought he’d come on my account, but instead, he regarded me quietly and went past me to head into the male bathroom. I took a deep breath, turned around and went after him.

The moment I came in after him, he turned around, his eyebrows twitching in surprise.

I stopped by the door, inhaled deeply, and began. “Carter…”

I want you. More than I've seemingly wanted anything else in my life. And thank you, for making such a leap for us, and again… I am very, very, sorry for how I’ve acted.

The words were clear as day in my mind, but as I opened my mouth to speak, they wouldn’t come forth. “Carter...” I called again

He waited.

The words I intended to say suddenly seemed weightless and inconsequential, even though I meant them from the bottom of my heart. What I desperately needed was a way to show him. I felt my eyes mist, and without thinking, went straight to him.

I threw my arms around his neck, my four inch heels having to lift up even further to be placed on somewhat equal footing with him. I hugged him tightly, too scared that he would pull away, but then I felt his rigid stance begin to relax into my embrace.

He slid one arm around my waist, and my heart went wild with excitement and relief. “You are one complicated woman, Leah,” he said.

I shook my head against his neck. “I’m sorry. I'm really sorry. I'll do better.”

He briefly pulled me away from him so he could look into my eyes. With a finger, he was just in time to catch the tear that was going to fall from one corner.

I immediately dropped my head, and tried to move away from his hold.

He wouldn’t let me. “Running away again? You absolutely do not ever want to be vulnerable do you? Especially with me.”

I kept my head lowered, and my eyes tightly shut.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Leah,” he said. “I promise you that and I'm going to try my very best to keep that promise to the best of my ability.”

“Thank you.”

“Look at me...” he said.

After a long moment I summoned up the courage to look him in the eye.

“How far are you willing to go with me?”

“As far as you’re willing to take me,” was my response.

He smiled, and it grew into a beaming grin that just completely messed up the rhythm of my heartbeat. I ignored the spazzing muscle, and focused my complete attention on him.

Being in his arms was like putting on rose colored glasses. They were so fragile, and easily broken, but at the same time… worth every second of engagement. I seemed once again to have woken up, and I never wanted to go back to sleep.

“We’ve already gone past the initial first dates phase,” he said. “So how about we become official, starting right now.

I couldn’t properly process all that was happening. It seemed all too surreal to accept, that he was saying all the things right now that I’d so longed for. My throat constricted, overwhelmed with excitement and gratitude, so I couldn’t speak. All I could do was nod.

“Alright,” he said, as he brushed the tendrils of escaped hair away from my face. “I have another request of you.” With his thumb and forefinger, he lifted my chin upwards so he could lock my gaze with his. “It’s been more than a month and a half. Any longer and I will cease to be able to function.”

My face immediately began to flush with heat as I processed what he was saying. Shy, I tried to pull my gaze from his.

He wouldn’t let me. “Leah, I'm serious,” he breathed. “I need to be inside you. How about tonight? Anywhere you want.”

Right then, what I wanted more than anything was to kiss him, hard and deep. So my hands lifted to hold the sides of his face.

He didn’t wait. With a slant of his head, he crushed his lips to mine and I tasted him again. It was like coming home from a long, arduous, and very unnecessary journey. As his tongue dipped and stroked mine, I felt my knees begin to weaken, the fire he wrought in my heart, draining my entire body of the stamina needed to even simply stand.

Thankfully, he held me up and my hand fisted his jacket. I was soon overtaken, by a wild and almost violent lust. He cupped my breasts through the light material of my sheer turtleneck, while I ground my crotch against his burgeoning cock.

We were together again, against all the odds, and I didn’t even know how to process my joy. “I can’t wait for tonight,” I told him, when we came up for air. “That stall… it should be all right.”

He glanced towards the slightly larger handicap stall, and before I could blink, I was locked inside the metal box with him.

“Carter—” I began, but his mouth had already covered my nipple. My skirt was bunched up to my waist, and my leg lifted for direct access to my sex. My breathing was erratic, my heart racing out of control, but still I managed to get the word out. I had to. “We’re going to be late Carter. We’re out of time.”

His hand grabbed my mound, and a heavy gasp escaped me. I held on tightly to his hand as he began to stroke my engorged clit through the sheer lace of my underwear. I immediately changed my tune. “Make it quick,” I muttered, my body jerking to the pleasure of his tease. “Please.”

He heeded my request. Suddenly I was lifted off my feet and my legs guided to wrap around his waist.

“Please tell me we don’t need a condom,” he rasped, as he traced sultry kisses