27. Beth
27
BETH
T he pain in Will's eyes gutted me. Watching him turn and run out like that felt like he'd reached into my chest, grabbed my heart, and pulled it out. I glanced around at the shocked expressions on everyone's faces and hung my head as I hurried after him. It was inevitable that tonight was the night I told him. I had already planned how I'd say it. I just figured I'd be able to tell him, but there was no hiding my body under this dress.
Yes, I could've chosen something else, but I was sick of hiding, sick of listening to gossip and rumors and cowering as if I didn't have a heart or a right to find love. When I chose this dress and put it on, Rachel scolded me. She told me it would be like announcing to the world that I was a tramp who slept with the boss to get favors. It turned into an argument where I finally put her in her place and told her how I really felt.
This dress was my announcement for sure. It was telling the world I don't care what any of you think, I am in love and I want to be happy. But now I was chasing him down. His reaction wasn't what I hoped it could be. It turned out he'd reacted the exact way I feared he would, and if I didn't catch up to him and explain it would only get worse.
"Will," I shouted, hurrying faster. Running in heels was a challenge, but he stopped and turned to face me. At least it wasn't anger on his face. It was shock and pain. Those were to be expected and I could handle that.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he blurted out, and I heard how much this was hurting him.
But I didn't stop to answer his question. My coworkers were everywhere, lingering in the hallway. They hadn't seen the shock in the ballroom, but they watched as I crashed into him, wrapping my arms around his chest.
I did what I'd been aching to do for a month now. I buried my face in his chest and breathed him in, and I didn't even care that Allen Reithman was standing in line for the men's room.
"Will, I'm so sorry. I found out and everything got crazy. And then Allen moved me away from you, and Nevil?—"
"Shh," he soothed, cutting me off. His hand gripped my face and he turned my chin up so I was looking in his eyes. "It's okay…Shh."
"Will, I love you. I don't care about anything else. Let them fire me. Let them hate me. Let them talk about me. I want you. I don't want another job or to move to London. I want us." My eyes welled up and I blinked out a few tears, and he kissed me hard.
The crushing grip he had on my head kept me from pulling away but even if I could, I wouldn't have. This was right where I wanted to be, though being surrounded by people staring wasn't ideal.
Will's lips glided over mine, caressing my mouth and swallowing my soft cries. His hands loosened and he smoothed a few stray hairs back. He kept kissing me until I had to stop and breathe and my lips were swollen and throbbing.
Will looked around us and then let his gaze drop down to my face again. "We should talk, but not here," he said abruptly, and he took my hand. Without my coat, in a sleeveless gown and open-toed shoes, he led me outside. The February air bit down on my skin and his eyes scanned the parking lot, spotting his car.
I followed him with my hand in his as we walked up to his limo, and he opened the door and got in. "Just talking," he announced to his driver, whose eyes met mine in the rearview mirror reflection before the opaque partition rose slowly.
I shut the door behind myself and went to sit on the seat next to him, but Will pulled me onto his lap. My dress rose up as I straddled him and lowered myself onto him.
"My God, Beth," he said, touching my belly. "My God…"
He sounded shocked and exasperated, but not angry. His hands didn't stop touching my baby bump even though it was small enough I thought I was doing a good job hiding it. But Will knew my body better than anyone. Of course he'd notice it.
"How far along are you?" he asked, and he looked up at me with a mixture of excitement and uncertainty.
"Eighteen weeks…" Admitting that it had been four months that I'd kept this from him made me feel very guilty. I dropped my gaze, but he pinched my chin and forced it upward.
"Do you know how much I love you?" he asked softly and I shrugged.
"I want to say yes, but I just don't see how after everything. You could lose your company…"
"But I'd still have you. And you are everything. Who needs a company without someone to share your life with?" His tone was so earnest I fully believed him. "Elizabeth, you are the best thing that's ever happened to me…until now." He smiled and I didn't understand what he meant.
"But I lied to you…"
"You were scared. Nothing more. And now I know, and my God, you've made me the happiest man alive…A baby?" he said, grinning. "With you?" His fingers curled around the back of my neck and pulled me forward.
When our lips touched it felt like the first time all over again. I kissed him gently at first, and then the hunger I had been shoving away for weeks came bubbling to the surface. I missed him and I was desperate to feel the connection we shared. I tore his tie off and hastily unbuttoned his shirt so I could feel his warm skin under my palms. Will tugged my dress higher, up over my bump, and rubbed his hands over it as he kissed me harder.
"I'm so glad you're back," he gasped between kisses. "I missed you so much."
"God, I missed you too," I moaned as his hands moved up my thighs, teasing me through my underwear. I could feel myself getting wetter by the second, and I wanted him with an intensity that I had never felt before. Will's hands were everywhere, while mine were in his hair, grasping at his shirt, anywhere I could find to touch him. He pushed my underwear aside and slid two fingers inside me, and I moaned louder than I intended. His touch sent shockwaves through my body that had me shuddering and clenching.
"You are so sexy. God I've missed doing this to you." His fingers curled and stroked my G-spot, and I whimpered and covered his mouth with mine again. He continued to finger me while my tongue searched his mouth.
His other hand pulled the front of my dress down and found my nipple and rolled it between his fingers, causing me to arch my back into him. The windows began to steam up too, announcing to anyone outside the car exactly what was happening in here. I pressed my hand on the seat behind him and rolled my hips against his intrusion.
"God. It's so good," I whined, and clenched. He bit my neck then kissed down my collarbone and finally encircled my nipple with his lips, sucking gently.
"I've missed this too baby," He said against my skin. "Mmm, I missed your taste and your touch and this." He said as he cupped my ass cheek.
Will withdrew his fingers from me and I whined in protest, but he only smirked and pulled me closer. My thong was soaked through and I could feel the wetness between my legs. His slacks were tented under my touch, and I could tell how much he wanted me by the way he was breathing. Slowly, I unzipped his fly, and freed him from his pants. He was hard, rock-hard. I stroked him as he slid his fingers back into me and continued massaging my G-spot, and his thumb pressed into my clit and made me jolt with arousal.
"I want you. God I want you so bad." I moaned as he continued to tease me.
"Promise me we're together now," he demanded, and I grunted as my coil started to tighten. My grip on his dick tightened too as I stroked him awkwardly, unable to keep a steady rhythm because of how he was making me feel.
"My God, I swear we're together now. I need you." My body felt like I'd drunk lava.
"Say you promise. Tell me you'll be mine forever…" His harsh whisper and the way he was working my clit made me snap. My orgasm hit me and had me convulsing as I panted.
"Yes, yes…Oh God…Yes…" My head arched back, and I felt my hair slip from the French twist and dangle down my back. His hand continued to work my pussy while kneading my breast with the other one.
"God you're so beautiful when you come," he purred, and my body continued to spasm and twitch as he fingered me. My belly got hard and the pressure only made things feel more intense, and when the convulsions started to abate I resumed stroking him.
"I need this in me," I mewled, half drunk on endorphins, and he chuckled.
"Greedy little minx…" Will kissed my neck and sucked on my pulse point then used both hands to push my hips backward as I guided his dick toward my entrance.
"Tell me you want it," he coaxed, rocking my hips. His tip dipped into me and back out as he pushed and pulled my body. It was torment and pleasure. He knew I wanted him.
"Don't tease me, Mr. Caldwell, or I'll tell everyone you're nothing but a bully." I grinned as my head lazily lolled backward again and he chuckled. The rumble in his chest vibrated through my body as he kissed the inside of one breast then the other.
"I could never bully you, Ms. Reid…"
When he pulled me forward and slid into me, I gasped and then groaned and rested my hands on his shoulders. His hips began moving slowly, thrusting into my body with practiced ease. The way he angled his hips and hit my G-spot with every thrust had me moaning.
"That's it, baby," he groaned into my ear, and I could tell from the strain in his voice that he was enjoying every second of this. I dug my nails into the back of his neck as the second orgasm built inside me. "You feel so good…"
"God, Will…" I moaned, my voice shaking with the effort of trying to control my moans. Will had always been so good at finding my sensitive spots and hitting them just right. He knew my body better than anyone else ever could. He knew what I liked and when to change it up enough to keep me on my toes.
He continued to thrust into me, his hips meeting mine with a wet, hot friction that was sending me higher and higher. I could feel the tension coiling low in my belly, and I knew it wouldn't be long before I came again. His heavy breathing and the way his thrusts became erratic only made me more aroused. He was close too.
"God … I want you … forever …" Will's gasps were frantic now, hungry too.
"I want you forever too." I leaned down to kiss him and he pushed himself inside me harder, faster.
"Marry me…" he gasped, and my body jolted with pleasure. It was like a thousand vibrations to my core that pushed me over the edge. "Marry me, Beth…Be my wife."
"Yes," I gasped, just as the first crest of orgasm hit me. I clenched my teeth and grunted, my head rolling back again, as his cock exploded inside me. "Yes," I panted again and again as his thrusts slowed, and the waves of pleasure rocked me into a sense of calmness.
Will reached up and kissed the underside of my jaw and down my neck. I felt him cover my chest, fixing my dress, and I felt him press kisses along my collar bone.
"I mean it, Beth. Marry me…" His breath was hot against my skin and I smiled as I lifted my head, delirious with afterglow.
"Will…" I felt sad for a second. He wanted me to marry him, but I felt like it was out of obligation. I had to shake my head. "I don't want to marry you just because I'm pregnant."
"Beth, that's ridiculous." Will's eyes clouded over.
I opened my mouth to speak but someone knocked on the car window. Will scowled for a second and then reached between us and cupped the underside of my pussy as he pulled out, catching the sex that drained from my body. I winced and scrunched my nose as I moved off of him, then I reached under my dress and shimmied my panties down. He sighed as he used my panties to wipe his hand and his dick clean.
"Guess our absence was noticed," he grumbled, and I righted my dress, making sure my top was covering my chest and my skirt was over my hips how it should be. He tucked himself away and zipped his pants, but he didn't even button his shirt before opening the window.
Cold air burst in on us and I shivered as I took my soiled panties from his grip and hid them in my fist. It was Allen and he looked angry. He leaned down and looked into the car, at Will's bare chest then at my face, then back to Will.
"You're needed in the hall, and you're not going to like this," Allen said, and my stomach flipped. Whatever it was didn't sound good.