Chapter 8
CHAPTER EIGHT
ROSALYN
I wake up feeling sore and a little nauseous.
I suppose I spoke too soon on the morning sickness.
My stomach feels like shit, so I get up and haul it to the bathroom.
Somehow I manage to settle my gut and take a shower.
When I get out, I look at the clock and we’re due to have breakfast with my parents in twenty minutes.
As I come out from getting dressed, I hear Tony barking out orders on the phone. He’s pacing the suite floor, looking like a mad bull ready to wreak havoc. I step out into the living area and he halts. “I’ll call you back.”
Suddenly the grimace is gone and a smile appears on his face. As much as I know he’s in a bad mood, the smile is actually genuine. “Seeing your face makes my day so much better. How was your shower?”
“Good. Do you care to tell me what’s wrong?”
“Yes, but I don’t want it to spoil our time away.”
“As long as it’s not about another woman or you’re not going to prison for something, then I think I can handle whatever you have to dish out.”
“It’s definitely not about either. I went out to get you some vitamins and stuff for morning sickness just in case along with your favorite coffee when I walked right into a meeting at the coffee shop between my clients and Dax, my former VP.”
“What? I thought he was sick and they cancelled.” My mind puzzles it out before he can answer. “He stole them from you?”
“Yep. They were under the impression that I ended the deal with them. Cynthia and Dax have been working together to bring my company down with failing projects while stealing my clients. Luckily this was the first one and I only happened to notice by chance, but I fired both of them and just got off the phone with my HR department.”
“Shit. That’s terrible.” I brush my hand over his chest, feeling his heart start to pound. He closes his eyes and lets out a groan. “Do you like this?” I ask, sliding my hand lower until I reach his growing pride.
“Yes. Fuck. You make everything better.” He reaches out and grabs my hand. “But we have to stop. Your parents will be here in a couple of minutes.”
“Let me check.” I call my mother and ask. She says they need another ten because they got a late start. Hang up and toss my cell onto the sofa and then drop to my knees. “I’m so horny, Tony. Can I suck your cock?”
“Would that please you?”
“Yes, so much.” I’m so damn worked up. Something about the virile, brute of a man hits all the right places and I’m perpetually ready for him. I rub my slit and test how wet I am under my sundress. I’m soaked.
“Then take him into your mouth now before I bend you over and fuck you so damn hard.”
“Yes, Tony.” I part my lips, grab his length with one hand and suck on the tip.
“More. Take me down. I want to see my cock disappear between those pretty lips.” I take him as far as I can go without choking and then pull back, repeating it over and over, teasing him by changing my pace every few strokes.
My fingers strum my pussy as I listen to his moans.
The sound of his visceral pleasure goes straight to my core, and I’m on the verge of coming.
Quickly he grasps my hair and takes over, fucking my mouth twice before pulling out and lifting me up and bending me over the sofa. He’s swift and deep as he slides into my drenched pussy. I moan against the throw pillow, biting on it so that my screams can’t be heard throughout the hotel.
“This ass looks so good getting pounded like this. Do you enjoy when I fuck your little hole from behind?” He grips my hair and gives it a good tug when I take too long to answer. “Answer me.”
“Yes. Fuck, I’m coming,” I scream as my body convulses with heady euphoria.
Leaning over me, his broad chest still in his nice polo, he whispers. “See what you do to me?” Tony unloads in me, filling me up. We catch our breath and then he pulls out, adjusting my panties before fixing his shorts.
I turn to him with my phone in hand and say, “With three minutes to spare.”
“Quick. Go clean up so your father doesn’t want to kill me yet.”
“He likes you.”
“I know, but I’d like to keep it that way.” He pats my ass and I scurry back into our bedroom to get a fresh pair of panties and hop into the shower for a quick hose down. By the time I come back into the living room there’s a large cart of food set up on the balcony, but I don’t see my parents.
“Where are my parents?” There’s a knock at our door. “I guess that’s them.”
He goes to the door and welcomes them in. We have a great breakfast together as we decide what to do for the rest of the vacation. Tony’s phone goes off several times, but he sends it to voicemail. “You can take the calls.”
“No, we’re on vacation.”
“Yes, but with all the chaos going on, it might be important.”
“No. It’s the former client probably trying to buy back into my good graces, but Dax wasn’t the only one fucking me over.
They entertained his offer, whatever it was.
Besides, I have plenty of clients waiting to do business with my company.
Now is time to spend with you and our little one.
” He gently presses his hand over my stomach, making me smile.
“How are you feeling, by the way?” my mother asks.
“Good. I started to feel sick this morning, but it passed as fast as it came.”
“I didn’t know that,” Tony says. I already know what he’s concerned about, but I was more than happy to be thoroughly fucked.
“Like I said…it passed before I even got in the shower.”
“As long as you’re feeling okay now.”
“I am. Don’t worry. I’ll let you know. Now pass me that double chocolate donut. It’s been calling my name since you opened the box.” He does and I take a big bite, moaning at how good it is. I don’t think I’ve had a donut in months, but I suddenly can’t get enough of this one.
“Looks like someone’s got a new craving.”
“You’re thinking what I was,” I mumble while chewing my bite.
“It’s gonna be a girl,” my father insists.
“I hope so. I want a little princess just like you.”
“I can’t wait to spoil her,” my mother adds, clapping her hands.
“Hold your horses. We don’t know anything yet. It’s still really early, you know.”
“Either way, he or she. They will be spoiled. Ooh, maybe you’re having twins.”
“She has seriously lost it,” my father adds. We laugh as my mother pulls up baby shower ideas.
This is going to be fun. Tony looks at me with sympathy. “Just wait. We haven’t told my mother or sister.”
“Oh goodness. This baby is going to be so loved.”
“As it should.” Tony kisses my temple and hands me another donut. I’m about to pass it up when he whispers in my ear, “It’s okay. I plan to have you work it off like you did last night.” I squeeze my thighs together and smile as I take another bite of my second donut. Life is fantastic.