Chapter 4
GREYSON
I can hardly think straight, I’m so hopped up on life.
For years, the weight of the Prosper heir situation has been felt by me and my kin, but we were too busy with either work or fun to do anything about it.
Now, our prayers have been answered, because not only do I get to be a father, but the woman having my baby is the only woman I’ve ever wanted for longer than a night.
I don’t know how Penny does it with her grumpy frowns and eye rolls, but she makes every other woman disappear. Their perfectly styled hair has nothing on Penny’s messy mane, and her oversized glasses are more charming than any trendy eyeliner.
Penny will be mine. She just doesn’t know it yet.
“Hey, boss!” Axel calls, pulling me from my Penny-filled fantasies.
“What do you want?”
“Randy wanted to talk to you about an idea he had.”
“An idea?”
“He says subscription boxes are a thing because everyone wants both high quality and convenience. He hoped maybe he could partner with us to get it off the ground.”
“And what do you think?”
“I think there’s a lot of opportunity, but we’re all busy, so he’d have to take on the brunt of the labor.”
I breathe out a sigh of relief because Axel’s come a long way in his ability to assess a situation.
“You’re right, so why don’t you work with Randy to come up with a plan to pitch to me?”
“You mean you actually think it’s a good idea?”
“Oh, it’s a great idea, and it’s been on my radar, but, as you said, we’re all busy. If he can make it easy on us, I’m more than happy to partner with him.”
“All right. I’ll get together with him later in the week to plan.”
“Great, now if you don’t mind, I have work to get to.”
I do some repairs on the hay baler, check on the animals, and head to my office. Not a minute after I’m seated, Duke storms into my office, a look of fury on his typically stoic face.
“What has your knickers in a twist?”
“What the hell are you doing with Penny Green?”
“Why do you ask?”
“Because just a few months ago, I walked in on you and her in your damn office—something you would have torn us a new asshole for—and now you’re driving back with her alone, staying the night at only God knows where.”
I sigh, gesturing to the chair on the opposite side of my desk. “Sit.”
“Whatever you have to say can be said while I’m standing.”
“She’s pregnant.”
His jaw drops.
“I’m trying to do the right thing.”
“And what’s that?”
“She’s moving in with me, and I’m fixing to marry her.”
“Would have been nice to be let in on the happy news.”
“I didn’t know about the baby until yesterday, and so far, I’ve only succeeded in half my plan.”
“What do you mean?”
“She says she’ll move in with me, but she’s resisting talks of marriage because she doesn’t want me to feel forced into it.”
“But you’ve been crazy about her for years. You may not have said anything, but it was easy to see.”
“With all the Hollywood bimbos on my arm, she’s not buying that.”
“You do have a type.”
“They were never my type, and now, they’re my regret.”
“Well, tell me if there’s anything I can do to help.”
“If you could plan a family dinner for the middle of next week, I’d like to announce the news to everyone, so she sees that I’m not trying to hide her.”
“Good idea.”
“How do you think the others are going to take the news?”
“Most will be thrilled, though I’m sure Axel will feel a sting.”
I frown. “Yeah, he always did have a thing for her.”
“He’ll get over it.”
“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get to planning, which is something Penny typically does.”
“Is Penny just not working anymore?”
“I’m sure she’ll try to, but I want her focused on herself and the baby.”
“Good luck with that,” Duke says, chuckling.
He leaves, and I get back to work, putting out five fires that popped up over the day I was away.
By the time I make it back to the house, it’s already dark. I tiptoe quietly so I don’t wake Penny, but a glow coming from the kitchen catches my attention.
As I start to walk over, I hear the unmistakable sound of Penny moaning, which sends hot fury pumping through my veins.
Whoever the hell she’s with had better pray they’re right with God.
I storm into the kitchen, snarling, only to find Penny holding a carton of ice cream, a spoon sticking out of her mouth.
Her hair is thrown up in a messy bun, just the way I like it, and her glasses are a little crooked, which is charming.
“Oh…”
She swallows. “Was this off-limits?” She wags the carton.
“Nothing is off limits to you.”
“But you look mad.”
I chuckle. “I’m not.”
I watch her as she takes another bite and presses her eyes closed when the flavor hits her taste buds.
God, she’s gorgeous.
And all mine.
Before I can properly think things through, I close the distance between us and drop to my knees.
“Hey!” she yelps as I pull her shirt up over her belly. Sure enough, there’s a tiny bump.
My little baby.
She tries to yank her shirt down, but I don’t let her.
“Please, I need to see it. To feel it.”
“I look awkward.”
“You look beautiful.” I plant a kiss on the dome.
“There’s this thing called personal space,” Penny huffs.
“And every moment my baby is up in your personal space, I have a right to be, too.”
“You’re an ass!”
“Eat your damn ice cream,” I tell her, sliding my hands up her stomach to her snug sports bar, to play with her full breasts. She’s at least a cup bigger since I took her on my desk, and I can’t wait to hold them.
When she doesn’t stop me, I pull her bra up, capturing a thick nipple between my teeth.
Penny moans louder than she did for the ice cream, which makes me damn proud.
I lavish her breasts, showering them with kisses and praise, and by the time I make it down to her pants, she’s already scrambling to get out of them.
“Are you always this horny? Or is it the pregnancy?” I ask. “Or maybe it’s just me?”
“Don’t flatter yourself,” she scoffs.
“I’d like to think the object of my affection enjoys me at least a little.”
“I’m not na?ve enough to think you would have gone for me if you weren’t drunk.”
“I sure as hell would have,” I say, tearing her soaking-wet panties down her thighs.
For a brief moment, I take in the sight of Penny, half-naked, with her shirt and bra scrunched up over her breasts.
Her sex is fuller than it was on my desk, more pink, almost red, and her nipples look a shade darker.
Never has there been a woman so beautiful, so perfect, as my Penny.
But I don’t want to be careless with her, especially with her being pregnant.
As I’m about to invite her into the bedroom, she plants one foot on the spindle of a chair tucked under the kitchen island, grabs me by the hair, and pulls me to her pussy.
Without hesitation, I bury my face between her thighs, licking straight up her center.
Seeing this side of Penny nearly makes me feverish for her. I can’t believe how demanding she is, and that I get to be the one who pleases her.
She drops the ice cream straight onto my head, and it tumbles to the floor.
“Grey…” she moans, my name sounding filthy in her mouth. I’m so turned on by it, I pull out my cock and give it a good tug, trying to appease it while staving off my own pleasure.
I lick faster, harder, relentlessly circling her pretty pink pearl until she curls forward, her hands digging into my shoulders, screaming her release. Her body jerks violently, and I have to grab her hips and support her so she doesn’t fall.
When her body finally relaxes, she melts to the floor, her bones like noodles.
I smooth wisps of hair away from her pretty face. “See, I can take care of you, Penny.”
She looks from my eyes down to my throbbing erection. Before I know what’s happening, she crawls onto my lap, facing me.
“Penny,” I choke out as she grabs my cock and rubs it through her folds, wetting the tip.
She struggles to fit the head through her entrance, but once she gets the tip in, she’s able to bounce up and down my shaft like it’s a pogo stick.
Grabbing a fistful of her hair, I pull her head back and kiss down her elongated throat.
Already, I feel her body tensing with the promise of another powerful orgasm. No other woman has ever been so easy to please, but I’ve read that pregnant women have more blood, which heightens their pleasure.
Which means I’m going to want to get Penny pregnant often.
I stave off my release as long as I can, but the feeling of Penny’s tight pussy strangling my cock as she comes makes me explode inside of her, filling her with the load I’d been working on all day.
Drained and exhausted, I scoop her into my arms and bring her to my bed.
“Sorry,” she mumbles. “I don’t know what got into me.”
“Never apologize for wanting to feel good, Penny.”
I bring a towel over, but decide against cleaning between her thighs because I like the thought of my seed leaking out of her.
I crawl into bed and pull her close to me, her back pressed against my chest.
“I know you want to do the right thing,” she says. “But I won’t hold it against you if you can’t.”
“Penny, doing the right thing with you is the easiest thing I’ve ever had to do.” It’s not a lie, and I can only pray that she knows that it’s true.