Baby, Don't Go (Yeah, Baby Book 3) (5 page)

“Care to explain why you’re keeping secrets from me and allowing other men to take you out?” I stalked over to her, forcing her to back up, but she only had a few inches before she was pinned between me and the desk. “And, let’s be clear about one thing, there is no fucking way you are taking another job and moving away from me. You are mine, Ellison. Or haven’t I made that quite obvious by keeping you in my bed every night and doing my damnedest to plant my kid in you?”

Ellison’s eyes narrowed and she frowned at me before making an effort to push me away. She might as well be trying to move a block of stone. I wasn’t going anywhere until she understood the situation.

“Listen, you big, overbearing caveman,” she growled, “you don’t make my decisions for me!”

I leaned in until our faces were a breath away. “I think we both know I don’t need to. You know you’re mine, baby.” I grabbed hold of her ass and tugged her body flush against mine. “Or you wouldn’t let my bare cock into your honeyed pussy.” Lifting her up, I pressed the bulge in my pants into the cradle of her thighs. “Maybe you need a reminder,” I rumbled before slamming my mouth down on hers.

“Dr. Reed,” a disembodied voice called over the PA system. “You’re needed in pediatrics.” Fuck! I let her down, making sure she felt the slide of our bodies the whole way.

The page was repeated and I stepped back, giving her room to get around me and leave the office. She shook her head, evidently trying to clear away the thick haze of lust around us. She didn’t make eye contact as she headed for the door, so I grabbed her arm forcing her to stop and turn back to me.

“I’ll be continuing with my reminder later.” Then I planted a quick kiss on her swollen lips and released her.

She pivoted and stepped over the threshold, muttering, “We’ll see,” and throwing my own words back at me. A grin stole over my face and I shook my head. I fucking loved that woman.

It turned out Ellison had to go into an emergency surgery and I had a scheduled case an hour after she was paged. However, I was still done before her and I hovered around her scrub room, lying in wait, ready to pounce. She finished up and I stayed out of sight until she’d washed and changed back into her street clothes and white lab coat.

I was lounging several feet down the hall and when she saw me, she hesitated for a moment, then lifted her chin stubbornly and continued toward me. It was fucking hot when she got riled and I was about to fan the flame. The thought had my already hard cock fighting like mad to be released and bury itself into her hot, wet pussy.

She began to walk past me without comment. It was adorable how she thought she’d get away with it. I placed a hand between her shoulder blades, the other twisting the knob on the nearest door. Firmly, I steered her through the opening. I shut the door and looked around, realizing we were in a storage closet. I mentally shrugged. It would do.

Ellison was glowering at me, her arms folded across her chest, lifting her breasts, and a hip cocked out.

“Can I help you, Dr. Halston?” she gritted through her teeth. Backing her into the wall, I pressed against her.

“You can scream, Dr. Halston, when I make you come so hard you see fucking stars.”

She tried to stifle it, but I heard her little gasp and glanced down to see her nipples hardened into mouthwatering peaks.

“I think you need a cold shower and a craniotomy to remove some of your ego and the Neanderthal inside you,” she said with a dismissive air, trying and failing to hide how turned on she was.

“You know you love my cocky caveman.” I grinned with smug confidence. “And his big cock.”

Before she could protest any further, I gave in to my desperation to claim her, taking her lips in an aggressive kiss. I wanted to overwhelm
her
, but in all reality, love, need, and passion crashed over
me,
too.

Her blouse had buttons down the front and it was easily ripped open, the buttons flying out and pinging off of the shelves. I shoved down the cups of her sexy, pink, lace bra. Her tits spilled out, but were held up by the underwire. It was as though they were being offered up to me, and I took full advantage, sucking on them like they were my favorite candy. They weren’t far off anyway.

Ellison moaned, thrusting her tits forward, her hands going to my hair, gripping it to keep me close. Yeah, there was no need, I wasn’t going fucking anywhere until I’d accomplished my goal. My mouth still lavishing her tits with attention, I palmed her ass and lifted her so her legs immediately circled my waist. The feeling of her thighs clamping hard almost made me spill right then, but I held back, not wanting to come until I was deep inside her and my boys had a chance to swim their little asses right to her eggs. If I hadn’t done so already, this time, I was going to get her good and pregnant.

I dropped her to the ground and flipped positions so I was the one leaning on the wall. My mouth returned to hers and I used my foot to feel around, until it hit something hard. Tearing my mouth away, my hands twisted and plucked at her nipples, while I looked to see and found a large, empty crate on my left. I let Ellison go for a minute to grab a stack of towels and drop them onto the top of the crate. I lowered my zipper and freed my cock. It was so hard, I hissed in pain when the fabric caught. Turning her around, I cupped her tits, massaging them before dragging my hands down to lift the hem of her skirt (thank fuck she wore one that day) and tuck it into her waistband. Then I returned one palm to a big, round tit, the other sliding through her wetness.

“I love how wet you get for me, baby. Fucking drenched.”

“Oh, Jack,” she moaned.

I carefully descended down to the top of the crate, both arms curling around so they were each on an inner thigh. My legs extended between her legs and I put pressure on them to widen her stance. When she was right where I wanted her, I was staring at the most perfect ass I’d ever seen and eyed the tiny string holding her thong together. It was easy to snap before I used a gentle palm on her back to bend her slightly forward, baring her pink, pussy to me. Her clit was swollen and begging, so I appeased it by sucking it into my mouth.

“Oh, fuck!” Ellie screamed. I knew I should cover her mouth or do something to keep her quiet, but it was the least of my worries. And, I got off on her loud exclamations of pleasure. Licking from top to bottom, I added a finger to mimic what my cock was going to be doing to her soon.

“Mmmmm. I need a honey snack,” I purred. “My snack only, right, Ellie?” I asked with a little more force. When she didn’t answer right away, I pinched her clit while my tongue plunged inside her.

“Yes!” she cried out.

“Good girl. Who owns this pussy, baby?”

“You,” she panted. I wanted to ask her if she loved me but I chickened out and brought her to a screaming orgasm instead.

Gripping her hips, I widened my own legs to keep her open as I guided her down enough to line my cock up and then slammed her down onto it. We both gasped at the feel of being joined together so intimately. With her position keeping her wide, I bent my knees and they came up enough so she could lean forward and rest against them. It bared her spectacular ass again and the flesh begged to be spanked. A sharp crack rang through the sound of our panting and otherwise quiet closet.

Ellie jerked and it seated me even deeper.

“Oh, fuck yes, baby!” I cried out.

I wrapped my fingers around the edges of the crate, and used the pressure of my feet on the floor for leverage, and began to thrust up hard enough to bounce her body and make it slam back down each time. Ellie sat up straight and squeezed the fuck out of my dick every time she landed.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, adding a “harder, Jack!” in there for good measure.

I put every bit of my strength into fucking her. When I felt the telling clenching of her walls, I kept a tight grip on her body, her back tight against my front, and pushed to my feet. Turning, I growled, “Grab the shelf, baby. Don’t let go.”

Once her hands were secure, I wrapped her legs backwards around my hips, then drove into her, gaining speed every time she cried out until I was fucking her with frenzy. I had no rhythm, no finesse, it was raw, animalistic fucking.

She screamed my name as her body shuddered, her pussy strangling my cock, sucking it in as I thrust three more times before exploding. I pushed against her and with her legs so high up, I was in a good position to seal our groins together, holding myself inside so it would be as deep as possible as I shot my load and kept any from leaking out.

Finally, we both lost the strength to hold our position and I slipped out of her, letting her feet down as I did. She mewled in protest and mentally, my chest swelled with pride at satisfying my woman. I held her against me, leaning my head so my mouth was at her ear.

“Was that a sufficient reminder, Ellie?” My hands slid down her soft skin to splay over her belly. “This time, I know I gave you my baby. You are mine Ellie, you and our babies.”

Ellie jerked at my words. “Babies? As in, plural?”

I nuzzled her neck, “At least four. I want lots of little Ellies running around.

“
At least
four?” she exclaimed. “When the fuck am I going to have time to raise four kids and be a doctor?”

I kissed her ear. “I have no doubt you could handle it baby. You’re the strongest woman I’ve ever met.” Even though the words were one hundred percent true, I smiled in triumph as I felt her melt a little. “And, I’ll be there to help you every step of the way.”

She snorted and I turned her around to face me, frowning and hurt. “You don’t believe I’ll be a good dad?”

She looked chagrined. “No, Jack. I’m sorry. I think you’ll be an amazing dad, but four kids with two doctors for parents? I can’t help wondering if you’re banking on me wanting to quit and stay home with our kids.”

I scowled, but realized how easy it would be for her to come to this conclusion and softened my expression. “I never considered taking away your career, Ellie. It’s part of you just like it is me. You’re an amazing doctor. I hope you trust me enough to believe me.”

She gave me a small smile, but I could tell she wasn’t entirely convinced. The only thing I could do was prove it. I had the rest of our lives to do it, so I pushed it away for another day.

“W
e need to stop over at Wyatt and Bailey’s house on our way home.”

My eyebrows practically climbed all the way up to my hairline at the casual way Jack tossed his comment out, as though it wasn’t a big deal. Today had already been interesting with Jack’s reaction to my lunch with Declan. Meeting part of his family would just cap the day off, especially since I’d been looking forward to changing out of my work clothes and pouring myself a big glass of wine. Annoyed, I grumbled under my breath, “I know you’ve been working all day and you’re stuck in scrubs instead of the kickass outfit you put on this morning because I ruined your blouse when I ripped it from your body, but I’m sure my family will love you anyway.” I mimicked what I wished he would have said.

“I promise it won’t take long, and you look hot as fuck in those scrubs, just like you do in anything you wear.” Apparently, I hadn’t been quiet enough.
Whoopsie.
“My nephew, Jack, has been running a fever all day and my sister wants me to stop by to make sure it’s nothing serious.”

Oh, no!
I felt guilty for being such a grump. “Of course we should go.”

“He usually eats like a little pig, but Bailey said he’s barely eating and incredibly irritable. Plus, he’s been rubbing his ear a lot today. It’s probably nothing more than teething his first tooth, but she wants to rule out other possible causes like an ear infection and couldn’t get them in to see the twins’ pediatrician until tomorrow afternoon.”

“Poor baby,” I sighed, turning towards him and offering a commiserating smile. “But it’s nice that Uncle Jack can race to the rescue.”

He reached over and gave my thigh a quick squeeze as he pulled into the driveway. “If it’s nice for Jack and Julia to have a surgeon for their uncle, imagine how lucky our kids will be to have two surgeons for their mom and dad.”

Our kids.
How was it possible we were both calling them that already? My hand drifted down to my stomach, and I tried to imagine what it would be like if I were pregnant with his baby. Neither of us had used the L-word yet and I’d been offered my dream job in another state. The timing wouldn’t be good for a baby, at all.

And then we walked into his sister’s house, and my biological clock roared to life. I’d always thought Jack was handsome, but seeing him with his baby niece and nephew made him even more irresistible. There really wasn’t anything like a sexy man with a baby in his arms to make your ovaries feel like they were about to explode. Sneaky bastard, if baby Jack hadn’t been sick, I would have been positive he’d planned our visit for precisely this reason.

“I’m so happy to finally meet you,” Bailey whispered to me as we both watched from the doorway while Jack checked his namesake over. Or I looked on while she stared at me appraisingly until I felt a blush creep up my cheeks.

“Finally? Jack and I haven’t been a couple very long.”

She chuckled softly. “Maybe not, but I’ve been hearing your name pop up in conversation with my brother more and more over the last six months.”

I tore my attention away from the sight of Jack with a look of pure adoration on his face as he stared down at the adorable baby boy in his arms, one long finger rubbing along his gums. It wasn’t easy, but I was intrigued by what Bailey had just said. “Really?” She nodded, and I lowered my voice before continuing the conversation. “When did Jack first mention me?”

Bailey cocked her head to the side and tapped her bottom lip with a finger. “It’s been at least a year because I feel like I was pregnant enough to just be in maternity clothes and the babies are seven months old.”

“Huh,” I murmured, my gaze flitting back to Jack. “I’m surprised it was that long ago. We didn’t know each other very well back then.”