The Arrangement (unenhanced Edition) by AnnaRCase (beautiful books to read .txt) 📗

Chapter 91-Pray To God To see the words Not Pregnant

It was during one of their late night pillow chats, a couple nights before Thanksgiving, when Grayson informed her about the fertility clinic he’d found. This came as both of them still lay panting in their post orgasm bliss after their game that night had involved a good old fashioned vibrator. They lay side by side, his fingers skimming over body leaving goosebumps behind as he spoke.

                “As much fun as I’m having beautiful, it would be nice to get back to slamming my cock inside your moist cunt. So I must inform you, I’ve found a clinic that seems to fit our needs. It’s in Spain, has a very high rate of success, and caters to many high profile clientele where discretion is paramount. They can get us in next week.”

                Amberleigh propped herself up on one elbow with a grin, “Sounds nice. But let me get this straight, you just assume that once the deed is done and I got a bun cooking, I’ll want to keep fucking you Mr. Godwin? That’s a bold assumption sir.”

                “Oh I’m counting on it. Trust me Miss Dubois I can make it worth your while. And I’m not above begging.”

                She laughed, “That is something I would very much like to see sir.”

                To her utter joy and amusement, she soon found the naked billionaire down on his knees in front of her. She savored the moment truly as she sat on the edge of the bed while he gripped her knees.

                “I beg you Miss Dubois to let please let me keep fucking you even after my child is inside you. It would be an honor milady to service you in whatever ways you so desire…”

                She exhaled, “I may possibly be persuaded sir,” her grin turned wicked, “So while you’re down there, you may as well make the best of it and try and convince me sir.”

                “As you wish milady.”

                He parted her knees and his head disappeared between her thighs. His tongue was certainly a persuasive argument indeed. A girl could get used to this for fuckin sure. She moaned as his tongue worked its magic against her quivering cunt. It didn’t take very long for Amberleigh to be sold on the idea of continuing their bedroom appointments long after her part of the contract was fulfilled.

                After he’d made her come again, they’d settled back into bed where he told Amberleigh more details regarding the fertility clinic and travel plans. It came as no surprise the Godwin’s had their own fuckin private jet, so come next Wednesday, it’d be first class luxury air travel. She’d barely been out of the city before let alone the fucking country.

                 She was looking forward to it, but couldn’t help but be nervous as fuck either. And not just about the flight, or this whole in-vitro fertilization process, but also Thanksgiving. Viola Godwin was hosting it and Amberleigh would be attending as Leo’s fake girlfriend. Talk about fucking nerve wracking indeed. Cole Godwin would be breathing down her neck no doubt, as he didn’t want his wife or any other family and friends to find out about the unconventional arrangement he forced his son into. If that leaked out it would certainly look bad on the family friendly Godwin Railroad no doubt.  Grayson Godwin hired sex club worker to have his baby!

                Amberleigh wasn’t the only one feeling a shit ton of stress the day before Thanksgiving, poor Grayson was swamped at work trying to finish shit up. He planned to take the holiday off as well as an extended weekend. But it seemed something had come up from the incident in New York, a high profile lawsuit filed by several passengers on the railroad that day. And they were determined not to keep it quiet giving statements to every media outlet who would give them their fifteen minutes of fame. It was turning into a PR nightmare for the railroad.

                During that fateful trip a couple months back, it’d been discovered an infected passenger had somehow bypassed all the safety measures and screenings and boarded the train. The man was clearly deranged or on something because about an hour into the trip, he freaked the fuck out. Started attacking other passengers. Security dealt with him rather swiftly, but by then the damage had already been done. So far no one involved in the schuffle besides the assailant had tested positive, but it didn’t really matter. The emotional trauma had done its part. And fucked the railroad’s safe image to hell. And it wasn’t going away anytime soon.

                The man tested positive for more than just the disease which had the world by its balls. His drug screen lit up like a fuckin Christmas tree. Not to mention by his medical work up, he was maybe in stage two of the infection, which typically didn’t cause aggression because of the disease process itself. It screamed of set up no fuckin doubt. The man had been paid off to do it or at least his family had been compensated or something. It still remained a mystery how he’d boarded the train in the first place, he’d had help no doubt.

                It was causing an extra amount of stress and work for the billionaire. The evening before Thanksgiving, he had to stay late at the office in meetings with their lawyers and PR consultants. At least now he made a courtesy call to Amberleigh and Leo apologizing he would miss dinner and to go ahead without him. He promised to see her later though and encouraged them both to take their evening stroll through the park without him.

                Leo said they could do with some fresh air and had more time on his hands since this year he wouldn’t be cooking the Thanksgiving meal. Amberleigh convinced the chef to also take the night off of cooking and just grab something in the park. It was a pleasant evening for late November in California, sweater and boot weather. Amberleigh wore leggings in anticipation of stuffing herself with the rich variety of street foods the park had to offer.

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