Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
DASH
“Oh, wow, something smells good.”
As the elevator doors close behind us, I walk into my penthouse on edge. “Hello?” I call out because no one is supposed to be here.
Brooklyn and I came straight here, but I made sure my housekeeper and chef were going to be gone for the weekend. Maybe the chef left dinner for us, but that doesn’t seem like something he’d do.
“Dashal?”
“Shit,” I whisper under my breath as I turn to look at Brooklyn. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know she was going to be here.”
Her eyebrows furrow in confusion as my mother comes around the corner with a dish cloth in her hands. “Well, hello, son, this must be Brooklyn.” She bypasses me completely and goes over to my girl and wraps her in a hug. “It’s so nice to finally meet you.”
“Mom,” I warn, but she ignores me.
“You are just a doll. Look at how little you are.” She holds Brooklyn at arm’s length and looks her up and down. “We need to put some meat on your bones.”
“Mom,” I try again, and she just smiles at me as she puts her arm around Brooklyn and leads her toward the kitchen. “Your assistant Geoff was so helpful when I called the office today.”
I narrow my eyes and grab my phone as I follow behind them.
“He told me you’d be home all weekend with your girlfriend Brooklyn and he told me all about her. Well, what he knew.”
“What did he say?” Brooklyn laughs as if she finds all of this funny.
I don’t. I was planning on making love to her on every surface of my home, but now it looks like I’m going to have to suffer through dinner with my mother first. It’s not that I don’t love her, but she’s got the worst timing.
“Just that our Dashal was completely smitten.” She looks over her shoulder and winks at me, and I bury my face in my hands.
“I made chicken and dumplings and apple pie,” she sing-songs, enjoying every moment of my misery.
“Oh, my favorite,” Brooklyn says, and I smile because it’s true.
Now I can’t decide if I’m going to fire Geoff or give him a raise. How he figured all of this out, I have no idea, but as I see Brooklyn and my mom chatting in the kitchen it’s actually kind of nice.
I heave a heavy sigh and decide to just let go and sit back and enjoy dinner.
I don’t talk much because my mom does enough for the three of us.
She asks Brooklyn all kinds of questions and to my surprise, Brooklyn seems to be enjoying herself.
She asks about me as a kid and my mom eats it up.
Any chance to show me off or embarrass me, she grabs a hold of.
We eat until Brooklyn has to hold her hands over her plate so my mom won’t fill it up again. To be fair, she did it three times already. I clear the plates off the dining room table and hear them whispering as I walk into the kitchen.
I have no idea what my mother is telling Brooklyn, but after a few moments my mom comes into the kitchen to help me clean up.
“She said she needed to use the restroom, so I thought I’d sneak in here and apologize.”
“You’re not sorry,” I tell her, and she laughs.
“True, but I love you.”
“I love you too,” I concede and shake my head. “Thank you again for dinner. That was nice of you to cook for us.”
“Don’t worry. I’m not staying. I’ve got your driver waiting downstairs now. I just wanted to give you a hug before I left.”
I dry my hands off and lean down and give her a kiss on the cheek. “Be safe getting home.”
“You better be good to her or else.” She smiles brightly and shrugs. “I’d hate to pick her over my own son.”
“Rude,” I chide, but she ignores me as she grabs her purse.
“It was so nice to meet you,” she tells Brooklyn as they hug in the hallway. “You’ll be by next week to look at my library, right?”
“I wouldn’t miss it,” Brooklyn agrees, and they hug a second time.
It’s then I realize that my mom hugged her more and hasn’t give me a second glance as she gets on the elevator and waves goodbye.
“I like her,” Brooklyn laughs as I lock the door.
“I don’t,” I grumble, and she laughs again, walking into my arms.
“Well, I can’t wait to see her again.” She looks up at me and I smile down at her.
“I’m having the locks changed first thing tomorrow.” Brooklyn goes up on her toes and I lift her up. “Maybe I should have it done tonight.”
I grab her ass and carry her to the back of the penthouse to where my bedroom is. The lights are off in my room, but the skyline of the city glows with the setting sun.
“Oh my god, this is so beautiful,” she says as she looks around the space.
“It’s one advantage to being on the top floor.” I kiss her neck as I let her slide down my body. “There’s a balcony off of the bedroom if you want to go outside.” I kiss her again and smile. “There’s an outdoor tub and shower on it.”
“Are you serious?” Her eyes widen, and I nod.
“I’ve used the tub a few times after a long day. It’s nice to sit out there and look up at the stars.”
“I can’t picture you soaking in a bathtub.”
“Well now we definitely have to do it.” I take her by the hand and lead her onto the balcony. “I want you to picture me doing everything.”
When we walk outside she looks around and her eyes widen in shock. “You were not kidding.”
There’s only my balcony on this side of the building and nothing above us for someone to look down.
It’s also up high enough that there’s no way someone could see us from a building below.
There are plants along the edge and an arbor overhead covered in wisteria.
It makes it feel like we’re completely isolated in a garden all to ourselves.
The shower is to one side and the tub is in the middle, surrounded by stone steps to get into it and an infinity edge that makes it seem like the water goes on forever.
“This is like something out of a dream.”
“That’s the way I feel about you.”
There’s heat in her eyes as I unbutton my shirt and turn on the water for the tub.
The sound of running water fills the quiet and I take off my shirt and slacks.
She smiles as I walk over to her and kneel down.
She took off her shoes at dinner and something about seeing her walk around the penthouse in her bare feet turns me on.
It’s like she’s comfortable here, like maybe this can be her home too.
I slide my hands up her legs and under her dress. When I feel her bare ass, I’m reminded that her panties are still in my jogging pants from this morning. I hum in approval as I grab the edge of her dress while I stand up, pulling it off in one sweeping motion.
Her cheeks blush as I reach around her back and unclip her bra so she’s completely naked in front of me. Her fingers play with the edge of my boxer briefs and I let her take them off of me.
My cock springs hard and thick between us; he’s impatient to enter her.
I walk up the stone steps and sink into the deep warm water, then lean back.
She comes in after me and I hold out my hands for her as she straddles my lap.
Her thighs are soft against mine as she settles her ass on my legs.
I feel her knees on either side of me and my cock is straight up between us.
“I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in my life,” I say, brushing her hair away from her face. Her dark eyes sparkle in the setting sun and my chest aches with what I feel right now.
I know the reason I went on that dating app was to find a woman that I could get pregnant. But here and now, seeing her like this, it’s more than I ever thought I deserved.
“I just want you to know that I don’t have a lot of experience in this, but I’m certain about this. About you.”
I nod because I’m afraid if I speak I’ll end up confessing my love to her. I slide my palms down her back and to her ass, where I hold on to her. I slide her close so my cock is nuzzled right up against her pussy, and her tits are in my face.
“I’ll take care of you.” I lean forward and suck one of her blush-colored nipples into my mouth.
It’s tight and hot as my tongue slides over it and I groan in pleasure.
“You’re not on anything, are you?” I slide my cock between her folds and now it’s her turn to groan. “Not the pill or shot, right?”
“No, do you have a condom?” She looks around as if just now considering this might be something we need.
I shake my head and smile at her. I hold on to the base of my cock as I grip her hip and lift her up. “I said I’ll take care of you.”
The feel of her hot pussy on the tip of my cock is like heaven.
I’ve never been bare inside a woman before and Brooklyn is tighter than anything I’ve ever felt.
This pussy is mine forever and I plan on taking it as many times as I can.
I want to make sure my seed holds, not only for my legacy, but because I don’t want her to get away.
“Ah,” she hisses as I slide deeper and feel her stretch.
“It’s okay, Buttercup.” I slide my thumb over her clit and I feel her clench.
Fuck, she can’t get any tighter or I won’t fit.
I keep rubbing and after a second, I feel her relax and let me in. The flow of the hot water around us and the feel of her soft skin on mine is enough to make me cum. But I hold out, knowing this needs to feel good for her too.
When she’s all the way seated on my cock we both groan. I hold myself deep inside of her, just flexing my cock and rubbing her pussy as she rocks her hips. I suck on her tits and lick water off them as they bounce.
I’ve never been so hard, never so goddamn close, and her little moans are driving me insane.
“Dash,” she moans as she arches her back.
“Don’t fight it. I’m going to have you all night.”
She cries out as she clenches around me and I hold her on me. She tries to wiggle off as her climax hits her, but I keep her in place, wringing out all of her pleasure. Waves of it hit her just like in the limo, and as soon as one orgasm is done, another begins.
She pulses around my cock, causing my own release, and I’m so fucking deep inside her there’s no way she’s not pregnant. I curse as I keep cumming, and my body doesn’t stop. It’s so fucking hard that for a second I see stars at the edge of my vision.
It takes a long time for the two of us to catch our breath, but when I finally come back down to earth I feel her kissing me on my chest.
“You’re mine forever now,” I say softly to her, holding her face with both of my hands and kissing her.
She bites her bottom lip and I smile at her, then thrust into her. Her mouth opens and she gasps as I move just as hard and thick as before.
“Again?” She sounds surprised and happy all at once.
“I’m just getting started.”