Fulfillment by Golland, M. (best large ebook reader .txt) 📕

have no right to demand this. You cheatedon me. You had another child with someone else. This child is notyours, it’s Bryce’s. You have two choices: either calm down andrealise I’m telling the truth and re-join the party, or continue toact like a selfish prick who is grasping at straws that are nolonger embedded in the earth and go home. What’s it gonna be?”

He pushed offthe balustrade and in turning looked at me. “I want the paternitytest.” Then he walked back inside and exited the apartment.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

After watching Rick stormaway from me, I turned back around, facing the still night air thatbounced off the surrounding buildings. The sounds of city trafficechoed quietly from 43 floors below, capturing me briefly in theirhumming lull. My focus shifted from the city ambience when I heardfootsteps coming my way.

I’m not sureif it was the sound of his strides toward me made, or the sheerprobability that it was him who would be looking for me, or evenjust the unmistakable feeling I got when he was in my presence.Regardless, I knew Bryce was making his way toward me, and when Ifelt his warm, strong, loving arms embrace me from behind, I feltat peace again; calm, content, happy and relaxed.

He rested hishands gently on my belly where our child was safe and sound. “Didyou tell Rick?”

“Yes. Couldn’tyou tell by the way he stormed out of the building?”

“Are youokay?”

“I’m fine. Iknew he wouldn’t like the news, but I never expected him to thinkthe baby was his and then demand a paternity test.”

Bryce spun mearound to face him, nearly sending me vertically into the air fromsheer rotational lift. “He said what?”

“He wants apaternity test. He said the timing is too close for him to justtake my word for it.”

“He’s fuckinglucky he has left the building. There is no way I will let himstake his claim to my child.”

“Bryce, settledown,” I said calmly. “No one will be staking claim to our baby butus.”

He wasn’tlooking me in the eye, instead killing a focal point somewherebeyond my head with his murderous glare.

I reached upand touched his face. “Hey, look at me. This baby is yours. I amone hundred percent certain of it. So regardless of Rick’s patheticattempt at whatever it is he is attempting to achieve by hisdemand, it doesn’t matter. He is wasting his time.” I tenderlyrubbed his cheek bones with my thumbs, helping him let go of someof his anger. “I’m yours Bryce.” I placed his hands back on mystomach. “We are yours.”

He sigheddejectedly. “You were once his.”

“You knowwhat? Looking back, I don’t really think I ever was Rick’s. I mean,on the surface...maybe, and on paper...yes. But deep down, I waswaiting for you to come along and show me what it is to trulybelong to someone: mind, heart, body, and soul.”

He threadedhis fingers through my hair, gripping the sides of my face andpulling me to him. The kiss he placed upon my lips and mouth wasjust about the most passionate, emotional and possessive kiss I hadever experienced, and after he pulled away, I literally had to beforced back to the present moment.

I was standingthere, my head supported by his hands which were still firmlyplaced on either side of my face, and my mouth was open, confusedby whether or not it still functioned. I slowly opened my eyes,finding his equally impassioned expression.

“I love you,”he whispered.

“I know,” Iwhispered back.

He growled.“Come on. The kids are on their way back from the arcade. It’s timefor your cake and for me to tell the world that I’m the luckiestman alive.”

I smiled athim. “Oh good, because I have been desperately waiting...waitingfor...cake.”

He raised hiseyebrow at me. “Cake? Is that all you have been desperately waitingfor?”

“Oh, Bryce,you have no idea how much I love cake.” I stepped us up against thebalustrade and pressed my body against him, then hovering my mouthjust over his and breathing hot onto his lips, I continued. “I lovehow sweet it is, how it rises, and I love it when it’s full ofcream.” I licked my lips.

His eyesflared with desire. “That’s good. Because I have a huge cake foryou.”

I reached downand cupped his erection which was now pushing against his trousers.“How huge?”

“Fuckingenormous.”

I giggled as Igently squeezed him. “Can you feed me your cake?”

His eyesfluttered then closed. “Yes,” he groaned.

“When?” Iwhispered into his ear.

He eyes shotopen. “Now.”

He waslightning fast, scooping me up into his arms and making me squealas he walked briskly to the chopper. He opened the door andcarefully placed me down. I scooted backwards along the seat as heclimbed in and prowled toward me. Oh, Fuck. He is going to screwmy brains out in the Crow with all our friends and family onlymetres away.

I wouldnormally object to such a high risk sexual encounter, but the lookin his eyes made it impossible to say no, together with the factthat my sexed-up hormones were currently going crazy. He placed hishands on my calves and dragged them up my legs, taking my dress upwith them. I pressed against the door opposite to the one we got inby, panting with excitement, my chest rising and falling whilewatching his passionate desperation for me. He reached my underwearand paused looking up at me.

I didn’thesitate. “Do it. Do it now, Bryce. I want to feel you in betweenmy legs. I can’t wait.”

He growled andtore my underwear apart, then leaned forward and stroked my dampclit with his tongue. Oh, God. Yes! I pressed my hand to thewindow and it slipped from perspiration. I giggled seeing what Ihad just done.

He looked up.“What’s so funny?”

“I just did a‘Rose’ from Titanic.”

He looked atmy smudged hand print on the window and chuckled then mumbledsomething about being ‘king of the world’. I laughed, but suddenlyswallowed the amusement as his tongue hit that perfect spot,flicking away and sending luscious pulses right through me.

“Oh, fuck,Bryce.” A sweet orgasm rippled through me, as he flicked his tongueand sucked my clit. I reached for his head and lifted him to myface, feeling and tasting my desire for him. Then leaning in, Ipushed him back against the seat