Page 40 of Man Seeking Woman

Giving me a half smile, she asked, "When do I get to meet her?"

"Never."

Slanting a brow, my mother's lip twitched. "You really are trying to make me suffer, aren't you?"

Shaking my head, I stuffed my hands into my pockets, and leaned back against the counter. "I think you might have that backwards."

"Well, if you and this girl are serious, then we're all having dinner this weekend. I'll have Antonio make his famous lamb with merlot glaze. She's not another leaf eater is she?"

"I'm not justifying that with an answer. You'll just have to wait and ask her yourself."

Picking up her purse, she slipped it over her forearm, dangling her hand chest high like a raptor. "Saturday, be there at seven, and no excuses, August, I'm your mother, my approval is important."

Nodding, I watched her disappear as she walked out the door and closed it. Letting out a breath, I raked my fingers through my hair, a little nervous about Ella meeting my mother.

It wouldn't be easy, it wouldn't be pleasant, and all I could do was hope that Ella wouldn't pack her shit, tearing up the papers and abandoning the whole plan.

She's going to go through with this, you can't worry too much about it.

Ever since I saw her electronic signature on the documents, I had been terrified that she would change her mind and back out. That was my biggest fear, that and the idea I had to procreate by force and not free will.

If I was going to be totally honest, and by that I mean honest with everyone, including myself, having a baby with her didn't scare me. The idea actually excited me, it drummed up this primal instinct deep inside.

The thought of seeing her with a big baby belly, carrying our child, it gave me chills. My muscles tingled, my heart throbbed fast and hard, and my cock twitched, thickening with desire.

I need a shower.

Walking to my bathroom, I turned on the hot water. Tomorrow was the day, Ella was moving in, and I was going to go from bachelor to boyfriend overnight. Yes, our relationship was fake, but I wanted to make it look real.

All of this was happening fast, I knew it would come as a shock to so many people. And I was ready to play the role of a lifetime, do whatever was necessary to make this happen. She signed the papers and I told her she could move in any time. The sooner she was with me, the sooner we could work on getting her pregnant. Ella decided to move in this week, it was perfect.

The will had made it clear, have a baby, and the company was mine.

Simple right?

There was a catch; the child had to be blood born and it had to be by the time I was thirty-five. But for me, it was important that we made all of this look sincere, like we were two love sick puppies who moved too fast.

I didn't want our child to grow up and find out that they were born out of desperation and that they were never wanted to begin with. Could you imagine being a child and learning that your entire life was just a sham?

The most inportant thing to me was that the baby grew up thinking their parents had loved each other, even if it was just a short moment in time. My hope was that shit would fall into place and the two of us would actually get along well enough to seal the deal. Which created another issue. How?

Artificial insemination or good old fashioned sex? That was up for debate.

If I had it my way, I'm going to take her, feel her soft body, taste her in every room of the house. I didn't want to use doctors or turkey basters to knock her up, I wanted skin on skin, I wanted to feel her pussy wrap my cock.

Getting undressed, I stepped into the shower, and let the water run down my face. I couldn't ignore that I was excited about the idea of sleeping with Ella. The thought of having my way with her made my dick hard and my stomach clench.

Resting my palm against the tiles, the water trickled down my neck and back as I closed my eyes, picturing her perked tits and plump round ass. My cock thickened as images of her naked body flashed behind my lids.

Gripping my shaft, I started to stroke from base to tip, slowly squeezing the tip in my palm as I reached my crown. With my eyes closed, I imagined pinching her nipples and rolling them between my fingers. I thought of how warm and wet her pussy would be.

My cock throbbed, pulsing as I stroked a little faster. The pictures in my head were vivid. Ella's delicate ivory skin, her lips as they formed a perfect O, moaning with each pass of my tongue on her breasts.

Faster and faster I stroked my length, my balls drawing up tight as the orgasm bubbled in my core. Curling my fingers against the wall, I groaned as hot come shot out of my cock, mixing with the water and getting washed down the drain.

Fuck, if that woman didn't want to sleep with me, having her living here was going to kill me. I wasn't sure I'd be able to take it, I'd be running off every fifteen minutes just to ease the pain in my nuts.

Finishing my shower, I towelled dry and threw on some basketball shorts. Climbing into bed, I laid there just staring at the ceiling. It was strange to think that tomorrow I wouldn't be alone in this place anymore.

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