Chapter Twenty-Four
Igor
It wasn’t my intention to eavesdrop on April’s conversation with her friend but I’m not sorry I did. She was reluctant to share much of anything with me which meant I never had a fucking clue what was going on in that pretty head of hers, and now I knew.
Perhaps too much, but it was better to have too much information than not enough.
I’d rushed from my hidden spot when she stood and fetched a drink for her friend and let her words play on a continuous loop for the next hour and a half.
Could it be true what her friend had suggested, that she had feelings for me?
If so, it should make it much easier to get her to agree to stay on and take care of my child since Maria was no longer an option.
But the thought of hiding away a woman as bright and lively as April seemed wrong, which was saying a lot since I operated in a morally gray world where just about anything could be justified.
The truth was that I needed April more than ever.
She had proven herself to be trustworthy, which meant a great deal to me considering there was likely a mole inside my organization.
Trust was in short supply and the woman who carried my child had earned it quickly.
I would put off the question of whether or not she wanted to be a full-time and very well paid caregiver to my child for now.
There was a more pressing matter to discuss which directly impacted the baby she carried.
She was on my mind when I left my office in favor of my bedroom, all throughout the hot shower I used to forget about her and even as I slipped into a pair of silk pajama pants, ready to crawl into bed and dream about her.
But Maxim’s text to let me know he was taking Kelsie home gave me the perfect excuse to do what I wanted to do.
Confront April.
I opened my door and padded down the hall on bare feet, knocking on the door with more force than was necessary because this close to her, my body sprang to life.
My cock grew harder in anticipation of seeing her, my heart banged around in my chest and a telltale hum zipped up and down my spine.
When she opened the door wearing an exasperated expression and short t-shirt that showed off miles of smooth tanned legs, my mouth went dry.
“Igor.” My name fell from her lips on a breathless whisper. “What’s going on?” Her gaze met mine head on, filled with confusion and worry.
“You haven’t been sleeping.” The words rushed from my lips clumsily as if we were in the middle of a conversation.
She stared at me for a long moment, brows dipped into a confused scowl and her lips pursed as my words sank in. “You heard my conversation with Kelsie.”
“It wasn’t on purpose, but yes I did.”
She sighed and turned away from me, leaving the door open for me to follow her inside, which I did and closed the door behind me.
“I’m sleeping as much as I can Igor. I’m eating even when I don’t want to, so you don’t need to worry, I am putting the baby first as much as possible given, well everything. ”
I stopped abruptly in my progression toward her. “What?”
She sighed again and ran a hand through her thick blonde hair. “The baby is fine.”
Her words clicked and finally my feet were on the move again. “You are not sleeping,” I repeated the words slowly.
She tried in vain to shrug away from me, but I tightened my grip. “The baby will be fine.”
“You stupid, frustrating woman. I am not asking about the baby right now, I am asking about you.”
She yanked again. “You haven’t asked me anything, just stormed in here making declarative statements.”
“As hot and tempting as your smart mouth is April, it isn’t going to get you out of this conversation. Why didn’t you say anything?”
“There was nothing to say,” she answered on a shrug. “It’s my problem and I’m dealing with it. I sleep whenever I can throughout the day to make up for the sleep I don’t get at night.”
“Which is likely fucking up your sleep schedule!” The woman either had a death wish, or she was determined to play the martyr.
“What difference does it make, Igor? I’m here all day with nothing to do so I might as well sleep when I can.”
“You said you sleep well when I sleep with you.”
She nodded. “I did and I do. It’s probably the orgasms,” she smiled in an effort to downplay the significance of her words. “They always tire me out.”
“Again, why didn’t you say anything? I would happily share a bed with you every fucking night.” My cock strained against the silk at the idea of having April and her body at my disposal for hours on end every fucking night.
“You’re doing enough already, Igor.” She put a hand to my chest, softening her voice as if she really meant those words. “If you wanted to stay, you would have stayed.”
I released her arms and cupped her face in my hands, gently stroked the line of our jaw as I momentarily lost myself in her green gaze. “You hate being here and you’ve made no secret of it even if you find me irresistible, so I thought it was best to give you the space you seemed to need.”
All the fire that had gathered up in her seemed to extinguish at my words. “You’re right and I do appreciate you giving me space, but after the shooting I just can’t seem to shake it, and I didn’t want to ask even more of you.”
“Ask?” I frowned and shook my head. “I’m the one who’s asked you to carry my baby. To move away from your home.”
“For a good cause,” she added. “Two good causes.”
Her words twisted the guilt in my gut of the question I still hadn’t asked yet. “Still, it is a big fucking ask.”
She flashed a beautiful smile and pushed in closer until her chest pressed against mine. “Maybe so but the question is, Igor, are you here to help me sleep or give me shit?”
My cock twitched in my pants and her eyes went wide as she pressed her hips against my erection. “What do you think?”
April didn’t use words, she pushed on her toes, wrapped her arms around me, and kissed me like I was the air she needed to breathe. She licked into my mouth slowly at first, but it was pure fire as she tasted my tongue, licking it and then sucking it until I groaned.
My hands gripped her tighter and gave her complete control of this moment.
Her palm laid flat on my chest and slid down slowly, exploring the hard tips of my nipples, the trail of hair that split my abdomen, reveling in the hard ridges until she hit my waistband.
Instead of ripping them down my legs, her hand dipped inside my waistband and fisted my cock, pumping hard while her tongue flicked against mine.
“Mmm,” she moaned and gripped me harder, jerked me faster.
“Igor,” she moaned and rubbed her thumb over the wet slit of my cock.
“Yes.” She moved like a woman possessed as she dropped to her knees before me and yanked my pants down, finally freeing my cock.
She looked at it like she was a hungry woman and licked her lips before she wrapped her lips around me. “So big and so hard.”
My head fell back when she took me deep, but I forced my head forward so that I could see every swipe of her tongue, every flutter of her eyelids as she fucked me with her mouth.
“Fuck, April.” Over and over she took me to the back of her throat, a slightly rough move that provided delicious pleasure against my slit.
“April,” I growled but she ignored more, cupping my sac and swallowing around me.
My hips bucked forward, and she opened her throat to take all of me.
“Fuck. Come here, my dirty girl.” I helped her to her feet and removed the t-shirt to find nothing but a pair of white cotton panties covering her sweet pussy. “Beautiful.”
She sucked in a breath when I picked her up and laid her vibrating body on the bed. “Igor, please.” She pressed her knees together, using the friction to ease the ache.
“Open up,” I commanded. “Don’t hide from me, April. Let me see that pretty pink pussy. Open up for me.” My voice was a low gravel as her legs slowly parted just enough to let me see the damp spot on the white cotton. “Yeah, just like that.” She arched into me as I slipped the panties down her leg.
“Igor,” she whimpered as I slid one finger up and down the plump lips that protected her clit.
“So pretty. So pink. So fucking wet,” I growled and gripped the inside of her thighs before I dove in and feasted on her sweet wet pussy. I couldn’t get enough as I flicked my tongue against her clit, sucked it until she dug her fingernails into my scalp.
“Igor, fuck yes!” She arched into me when I started to fuck her with my tongue. The hard tug of her hands on my hair only spurred me on. “Igor,” she panted as her heels dug into my shoulder blades.
Up and up she climbed while I fucked her and feasted on her. She called out my name and gripped me tight enough to sting and all I could do was moan as her juices coated my lips and dripped down my chin.
“Igor,” she cried out just as her orgasm claimed her and jerked her body back and forth until her pleasure crested and her body went slack against the mattress. “Holy shit.”
I smiled as I kissed my way up her body, stopping at her hipbones, her belly button, and her delicious nipples. “We’re just getting started,” I groaned and licked her lips. “Taste yourself on me, April. Do you like it?”
She nodded and licked greedily at my tongue, moaning and rubbing her wet pussy against my cock. “It tastes like us,” she whispered against my lips. “More.”
Her plea fell on a breathless whimper that tore at the last shreds of my control, and I sank deep in one long thrust. “April.”
“Yes,” she cried out and hooked her ankles around my back.
“You’re so wet and so fucking tight. I love it.” My hips moved on their own, deeper and faster, so hard the bed banged against the wall. “Your pussy is greedy for me tonight.”
Her cheeks turned pink, and she licked her lips. “She is. All she wants is your cock, Igor. More. Please.”
I gave her what she asked for. More. I fucked her hard and deep and still it wasn’t enough. I needed more of her. Needed to sink deeper into her until I left a piece of myself behind. “Fuck, April. So goddamn good.”
Her pussy clenched tight at my words and a rush of moisture flooded between us. Her hips pushed up and met me stroke for stroke, greedy and hungry, desperate for me.
I pumped with everything I had, rearing back I pulled her with me, so she was at an angle and I sank deeper. “You’re close, April. So close.”
She nodded, eyes wide and glassy as she reached her pleasure.
“I want you to come for me. Come all over my cock, drench me in your juices.”
She pulsed around me, faster and faster, climbing higher and higher until the dam finally broke and she fell apart with my name on her lips. “Igor, yes.” Her body shook and vibrated through her orgasm, rising and falling as I continued to pound into her. “Oh. My. God. Igor!”
April came again and again, the power of it was so intense that one second, I was fucking her hard and fast and the next, the whole world came to a stop.
My vision blurred and my hips burrowed deeper into her body as my cock erupted inside of her.
“Oh fuck, April. Fuck!” My spine cracked as pleasure continued to explode out of me and right into her.
“Igor,” she warned as one final burst of pleasure escaped and sent a large rush of liquid gushing between us. “Oh my fucking god!” She held me tight, her nails dug into my shoulders as she let out incoherent mumblings in my ear.
My lids grew heavy as did my body and I rolled away, pulling her with me just as her breathing evened out and she rested her head on my chest. A low moan escaped, and she snuggled in close and wrapped a possessive arm low around my waist.
I let out a heavy breath as the truth of the matter became clear. This sweet woman who I’d met in such an odd way was not only carrying my baby, but she was becoming important to me.
Important, the one thing I promised I would never let happen.