Chapter 31

(Aaron)

I woke the next morning to something soft and warm pressing close to me. After a moment, I realize that it is Rylan’s ass pressed to my crotch. My morning wood is now snuggly between her ass cheeks, and I am alright with this.

The events of last night come flooding back as my brain wakes up. After I set the scene she wanted, Rylan proceeded to take pictures of me with her phone. When she was satisfied with what she saw, she tossed her phone, which made me practically beg to fuck her.

My cock throbs at the memories of all the things she did to me and what she let me do to her. I groan silently when she presses her backside against me as she wiggles to get comfortable. If she keeps doing that in her sleep, I may have to wake her up with my dick buried to the hilt in that cushy pussy of hers.

I place my hand between her breasts to hold her in place when I notice how close she is to the edge of the chaise lounge we fell asleep on. How we managed to stay on it all night is a mystery to me. We definitely were not on it the entire time we made love to each other.

There was one session on the lounger, one against the window by the pool, then once in the pool and on the floor by the fireplace in the corner of the room. It was a long night, and we were both insatiable for each other.

I told her I loved her over and over through the night. Hearing her say it back and seeing the truth of it in her eyes made the entire night so much more pleasurable. Rylan is the only woman I have said those three little words to other than my mother.

“Aaron, are you going to put that morning wood to good use or are you just going to keep poking me with it?” Rylan’s voice is thick with sleep, but I can hear her desire for me in her voice.

“Good morning to you too, my love.”

She moans when I move my hand from between her breasts to slide my fingers into her wet folds and rub her clit with my middle finger. She lifts her leg, then hooks it over my hip, giving me full access to her pussy.

“So wet for me already,” I say as I continue to rub circles around her clit.

Rylan throws her head back enough so that she can look up at me. Her blue eyes are dark with lust as she lifts her arm up and pulls my head down to kiss me. I deepen the kiss and swallow her cries of pleasure as I slip two fingers deep into her core.

With her ass pressed tight against me, my cock throbs to be buried deep inside her.

Just as I moved my hips enough so my shaft was at her wet core, a loud buzzing sound filled the room. Pulling my mouth from hers, I looked around the room and realized the buzzing sound was coming from my phone on that table near the door. Soon, the sound stops, only to resume a moment later.

“Ignore it,” Rylan says as she wiggles her ass against me.

“It could be important.”

“No, this is.”

She angles her hips just right for me to thrust forward into her. We both moan in pleasure as I surge upward, my cock buried to the hilt. I make love to her slowly, taking my time and drawing out our pleasure.

Every moan, sigh, and bite of her nails sinking into my flesh was pure ecstasy. Each silky glide of my shaft in and out of her tight pussy drove our pleasure higher and higher. When I feel her walls start to flutter around me for the fourth time, I know I will follow her into that final release of pleasure.

“Oh, Aaron...” she moans my name as her orgasm washes over her.

I thrust into her a few more times as her tight pussy milks my cock for all I have to give her. A groan leaves my lips as I spill my seed deep inside her. An image of her round with my child in her bell flashes through my mind as I do.

The panic I expected to feel at the idea of getting this woman pregnant was nowhere around. Shock followed that realization. We are not ready for that step by any means, but it gives me a sense of peace knowing that having a child with Rylan is something I would love to have happen.

That is a conversation for another day.

Rylan pushes me onto my back, and the next thing I know, she lays herself over me, straddling my body. She presses her cheek against my chest, snuggling close, like she is ready to go back to sleep. I bring both of my arms up to hold her tight.

“I could stay like this all day,” she whispers against my skin.

“As much as I would enjoy that, my love, there are things we both have to do today. I think we are both going to be very late to work if we don’t get up and showered soon.”

Her head pops up off my chest, and the look on her face is comical. The panic of knowing she will be late to work is written all over her face. I slap her ass, which causes her to yelp, then she hops up off me and frantically runs from the room, very naked. That was the reaction I wanted.

I get up and follow her, watching her gorgeously naked body as she rushes out of the room. After pulling my lounge pants on, I detour to grab her bag off the floor in the entrance hall before I follow her up the stairs. The sound of the shower running greets me when I walk into my bedroom.

The temptation to join her is strong, but I know if I do, we will both be even later than we already are. We can’t seem to keep our hands off each other, and I am ok with that. So, instead of sliding in behind her, I placed her bag on the bathroom counter, then headed into my closet to grab my clothes for the day. I will shower after she is on her way to the hospital.

“You know, the one good thing about being the head of my department is the ability to be late without major repercussions.” Rylan says this as she comes out of the bathroom. A towel is wrapped around her hair as she pulls her scrub pants up over her hips.

To me, she looks sexy, and all I want to do is mess her up again.

“There is the same perk to being one of the owners of a company. I do, however, have a meeting with Dr. West today at ten.”

“That is in an hour. We both need to hurry.” She saunters over to me, then wraps her arms around my neck before she kisses me.

I pull the towel from her head and then fist my hands in her wet hair as the kiss quickly turns from tender to hungry, with mouths devouring each other. I feel her hands slide up into my hair as we get lost in each other again. Our bodies are pressed tight against each other, and desire flares between us fast and sharp.

The sound of a phone, her’s this time, sounds from her bag in the bathroom. We break apart with a groan of annoyance. Responsibilities suck.

“That is probably Rosalie.”

I let her go so she could get her phone, then followed her into the bathroom, stripping my pants off when I stopped next to the shower. A few minutes later, the glass door opens, and Rylan sticks her head in. A low whistle from her makes me turn to look at her over my shoulder with a grin on my face.

“That is one fine ass, and now I am pissed that I have to leave you all soapy.”

“Hard as hell too,” I say as I turn around to show her my raging hard-on caused by our recent make-out session.

“Now that is just not fair.” She pouts.

I laugh at how cute and annoyed she looks. “Come back tonight, and we can pick up where we left off.”

A look passes over her face, like she just remembered something. Whatever she remembered made her face pale and her eyes widen as she stepped away from the doorway. Panic slithers through me, so I quickly rinse, then turn the water off. I grab a towel, then wrap it around my waist as I step out of the shower.

“What is wrong, Rylan?”

“My father is in town. He ambushed me at the hospital last night. I came here instead of following him to his hotel.”

Oh. I don’t know much about Julio Perez, but what I do know about him makes me understand the look of panic on her face. He is the type of man who is used to being obeyed anytime he issues a command. He must be pissed that she came to my house instead.

“That explains the need for wine when you got here last night.”

Rylan grimaces, then laughs. “It was. Andrew told him about Paulson and Heath. He came here to talk, which for him means a lot of yelling and telling me it is far past the time to move home. Just like my mother would have done if she knew. What would moving to the place where either of them lives accomplish? Nothing but unsolicited advice and unwanted opinions on my life choices.”

“Do you even want to talk to him?” I ask her as I follow her into the bedroom.

She walks to the end of the bed, then sits down with a sigh. I walk to my dresser to grab a pair of boxers, then pull them on after I toss my towel into the hamper next to it. I turn towards the chair where my clothes are waiting.

“Not really, but something he said last night before he left made me worry.”

“What did he say?” I ask, while pulling a pair of slacks on.

“He told me that there was more to discuss than just my recent issues. For him to come all the way to California to talk to me instead of calling means it is bad. All I could think about on the way over here was what it could be. Is he sick? Is he divorcing the shrew? What was so important that he had to come here to tell me instead of just calling?”

I pull a black t-shirt over my head, then grab the gray suit jacket off the back of the chair before I walk to where she is sitting on the edge of the bed.

“I am scared that he is going to tell me that he is sick. We were never really close, but he is my father. He was the only parent who showed they were proud of my achievements. I don’t know what to do, Aaron.”

With a nod, I sit down next to her on the bed, then pull her against me. “There is only one way to find out what you want to know, Ry. Go see him, hear what he has to say, then decide what to do from there.”

She leans her head on my shoulder. I reach up and stroke her hair. When she lifts her head and looks at me, there is a sheen of tears in her eyes. Her tears make my heart hurt, but in this case, there isn’t anything I can do to help other than be here for her when she needs someone to pick her up when she needs me.

I don’t know what it is like to have parents like hers. A mother who was always more concerned with keeping up appearances and her lifestyle than she was with her first-born child. A father who cheated on his wife and had a child as a result. That same father was more concerned about keeping his wife happy than he was about the innocent child who was a victim of his wife’s anger.

After meeting her mother, the stories Rylan told me over the years made more sense. When I heard what she said to her own child, I wanted to smack the shit out of her. I have never hit a woman in my life, but I was very close that day.

As much as I would love to meet Julio, it won’t be today. This is for her to do. I can always meet him another time. If that is something Rylan wants to happen.

I know one day it will have to, since I plan to marry her one day.

That thought startles me enough that I pull away from her and get up off the bed. I walk to my closet to grab my shoes so that pulling away from her looks natural. Inside, I am freaking the fuck out.

This morning has been full of revelations that I was not prepared for. Wanting to have babies and getting married to Rylan has been something I never let myself think of in the past. Now it seems they are both things I want.

More than I ever thought I would.

This is something I need to share with Dr. West today. It is a monumental moment for me, and I want his opinion before I have this conversation with Rylan. Will she feel the same way I do? Is it too soon for us to even talk about marriage and children?

Being on the same page is important. I don’t want to rush her and then have her resent me later. So, I will talk to West, then go from there. Rylan and I have time to get to that point in our relationship. Well, we have time for her to get there since it seems that I already am.

“You are right, and that means I will be even later to work. I need to call the co-head of the program so he knows I will be in later today. Then I guess I will go talk to my father.” Rylan says this after a few minutes of silence.

After I put my shoes on, I walk back to Rylan, then pull her up off the bed and wrap her in my arms for a hug. “I will be available once my appointment with West is over. Come to my office after, or I can drop by the hospital later.”

She shakes her head, then gives me a quick kiss before she steps back. “I will just come by tonight after work.”

I nod my head. She grabs her bag and then rushes from the room. It seems like it is going to be a rough day for both of us.

We can talk about our shitty days later tonight.