The Love Handles Club (Love in the City Short) (10 page)

“Well, you got what you wanted all along didn’t you, Bradley?” The venom in Joe’s voice was undeniable. Ugliness laced his words and I had a feeling he wasn’t finished yet.

“What are you talking about?” Bradley asked.

Bradley had turned to face Joe and appeared to be ready to walk around the table. I was afraid of what he might do to Joe, as he was beyond upset.

“You know what I’m talking about,” Joe hissed. “You have my sloppy seconds and a whore’s son to raise.”

The next few seconds seemed to be in slow motion as Bradley moved around the table and drew back his fist. I knew what was going to happen as he made his way to Joe. The next thing I heard was a simultaneous sound of a smack, a thud and what might have been bones being crushed.

Holy shit. All hell had broken loose. Joe had fallen to the floor and his attorneys gathered around him, shielding him from Bradley. I ran to Bradley’s side, trying to pull him away from the commotion that he’d caused.

“You’re going to pay for this, Bradley,” Joe spit out. Blood poured from his nose, a nose that appeared distorted and broken. “You deserve that whore and her bastard child. Who knows? It’s probably yours anyway.
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“You’d better shut up, Joe,” I warned as I watched Byers calling for Mindy on the desk interoffice phone. He told her to bring paper towels from the lounge and stressed the word “lots.”

“I’m not raising a bastard child and you know it!” Bradley yelled. “You’re the only bastard in this room. What a sorry fuck up you are too.”

I clung to Bradley, wrapped my arm through his punching arm as I felt we’d had enough violence for one day. He’d stood up for our child and me. I couldn’t believe I could say that now but it was true. Bradley would my baby’s father.

“Don’t even think of pressing charges either.” Bradley voice was steely. Not an ounce of emotion in them. “Press releases have a funny way of popping up when one least expects them.  Really funny how that works.”

A silent Joe lay on the ground in front of us, defeated and cowering. It was a picture in my mind that would never be forgotten.

“Let’s go, Ms. Parker.” Bradley pulled me away from Joe and his attorneys. Jensen was watching from afar talking animatedly into his phone while giving us a thumbs-up signal as we walked to the door of the room.

“I think we have a bit of unfinished business back at the hotel,” Bradley whispered into my ear and a shiver of anticipation ran through me. His seductive words worked as an aphrodisiac and I was thankful the hotel was just a block or two away. If I wasn’t pregnant, I would have run the distance.

“Lead the way.” The thought of what awaited us back at the hotel made my blood race through my veins. I wasn’t sure how long this body of mine would hold out. I think I was operating on adrenaline at this point. If I could just keep it together and not give in to the exhaustion, I was pretty sure Bradley would make it worth my while. Those kisses he’d given me earlier still lingered on my lips, neck, and behind my ear. His kisses were truly wicked and lethal to me.

“Jensen, I think we’re finally finished here, don’t you?” Bradley crossed over to Jensen and extended his hand. “I have to say this one more time. I hope I never need your services again.”

“Me too, Bradley,” Jensen agreed. “But this time I’m pretty sure they brought you the best thing in your life.”

“Indeed.” Bradley and Jensen shook hands. I thanked him too. But before I could extend my hand, Bradley had me out the door and clambering down the hallway to the office’s reception area. He was a man on a mission and I was fairly certain that mission was me. Lucky, lucky me.

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Giggling and holding hands like a couple of silly lovesick teens, we walked back to the hotel. We didn’t say much to one another. I think the promise of what was going to happen once we got there kept us quiet with goofy smiles on our faces.

We’d won today and it was time to celebrate. Once we arrived at the hotel, Bradley nearly had us sliding across the marble floors of the lobby. My man was ready to come unleashed. I felt the tension rising as we rode the elevator up with another couple. When we got off at our floor, he scooped me up into his arms, carrying me like a small child. Instinctively, my hands went around his neck and then his lips found mine. He kissed me with his eyes open to avoid running into the hallways’ walls.

“Reach into my suit coat pocket. The one on my left side, darling. I think you’ll find our room key.”

My hands searched the inside of his jacket and I felt the keycard resting there and pulled it out. My fingers ran across its outline. It was in my grasp at the ready when we arrived at our door. I turned in his arms and pushed the key into the slot. The green light appeared and somehow Bradley pushed down the door handle.

But oddly enough, he only put his foot into the room, using it to hold the door open and keeping it from shutting before us. I couldn’t figure out why he didn’t want to enter the room. We had both been hell-bent on getting in there to mess up those sheets. His actions didn’t make sense.

“What’s the matter?” I asked. My eyes gazing into his, as our faces and lips practically touched.

“I need to ask you something before I carry you across this threshold.” He appeared a little nervous, maybe even timid. Not the typical Bradley that I knew.

“What is it, Bradley?” Surely he wasn’t having second thoughts? I couldn’t bear that today. “You’re starting to worry me.”

“Oh, please don’t worry, beautiful.” He kissed all over my face while pulling me a little tighter to his chest. I enjoyed his kisses but I worried that I was beginning to get too heavy for him.

“I want to ask you something that I wish I could have asked you years ago.” He gazed into my eyes. They were so intense, full of fire, and mixed with a love that I couldn’t deny.

“Will you marry me, Kelly? I want to make us, you, me and the baby, an official family.”

“Of course, I’ll marry you.” I giggled a little. What a sweet and beautiful man. “But first let’s make love. I don’t think I can wait another second. These pregnancy hormones. They’re brutal and making me as horny as hell.”

“Say no more, darling. I’m at your service tonight.”

Bradley used his foot to push the door fully open. I heard it slam shut as he carried me to the bed. The room was semi-dark. The blinds half closed. It gave the room a sexy ambiance and also I wasn’t sure how much daylight I wanted streaming in on me. I doubted that Bradley had ever seen a seven-month pregnant woman without clothes on. I didn’t want to scar him for life.

He laid me across the bed, not letting my feet touch the floor. Propping myself up on my elbows, I looked up at him. His eyes were on fire and hooded. Their heat seemed to scorch me as he slowly browsed over my body.

“Lay back, Kelly. This is all about you. It’s my gift to you for letting me back into your life.”

I wasn’t going to argue with that. So I lay back and closed my eyes letting the moment sink in. I was finally going to be with him. Was he ready to see me? Would my pregnant belly be a turnoff? I tried to squelch all the insecurities, but it didn’t work. They floated around in my silly brain.

He removed my low-heeled pumps. Sensible pregnant shoes, but still rather ugly. Then I felt his fingers on my feet. Massaging them, pressing into the arches. This simple touch ignited me, set me on fire. I couldn’t close my eyes any longer. I needed to see him and let him see what he was doing to me.

“Bradley,” I moaned. “What are you doing to me? I can barely hold myself together and you’re only touching my feet.”

“Hush,” he whispered. “Concentrate on the pleasure, babe. Let it work through you.”

His fingers moved up to my calves stroking lightly, but even his light touch made me squirm. I was not too proud to beg for more.

“I need you. Please, Bradley.”

“Relax, babe.” He moved his hands to my thighs and slipped them under my dress. My breathing stopped as I felt his finger grazing across my sex, touching me intimately, pressing into me and making me arch my back in almost a pleasurable pain.

“You’re killing me.”

“No, I’m going to make you come. It’s all right with the baby and all?” Sweet Bradley. We’d never really had this discussion and right now, it was the last thing I wanted to think about.

“No holds barred sex is what the doctor ordered.” I panted as his fingers slipped inside my panties. “Please don’t stop.”

His thumb found my clit and pressed against me then began moving in a torturous circle. I was so close to coming and we’d only just begun to make love.

“Too many clothes.” He stretched out beside me on the bed and kissed me on the lips as his hand reached behind me and gently pulled the zipper of my dress down. Once it was unzipped, he rose on his knees next to me and slipped the dress down my arms. My black, lace bra was exposed, rising and falling with my rapid breaths.

“Beautiful.”

His hands possessed me as they covered my breasts. My nipples became hard and ached for his touch. His fingers began to pinch and pull them like he did on the plane earlier. I could hardly control my moans.

“God, Bradley. I feel like I could come with just this.”

“Not yet.” His voice was raspy with need too. “I’ve just started to have fun with you.”

Holy crap. Just started? I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had a real non-battery operated orgasm. It might have been years. Joe had never given a shit about my needs once we were married.

“It’s been so long since I’ve been touched like this. I don’t think I can hold out long.”

But something told me that he was going to take me to the edge and pull back, over and over again. Sweet torture was on the menu today.

His hands slid behind me and unhooked my bra. My arms were quickly freed and he threw my bra on the floor.

“Love black lace, but I love these even more.” His lips were kissing around my nipples. I felt his tongue lick one. Teasing me. Driving me wild. I took his head in my hands, weaved my fingers through his hair and pushed him into my breast demanding more.

“Greedy little thing aren’t you?”

My body cried out as he answered my want with his teeth rubbing across my nipples. The feeling sent heat through me down to my sex. I wanted him. I wanted more. I was an aching mess of want.

He continued to suck on my nipples as I felt him removing my dress. Bradley was a good multitasker as my dress found its place beside my bra on the floor. Now the only barrier between us was my panties. But I cringed when I thought of how large my belly was right now.

“Bradley, I hope my big, fat tummy isn’t a turn off. I would…”

“Hush, right now. Not another word or thought. You’re sexy and beautiful. Now let me show you.”

My panties joined their fellow brethren on the floor. And my eyes meet Bradley’s. I wanted to see if he was being truthful when he saw me fully nude.  His eyes were dark and full of desire. So I had to believe that he wanted me as much as I wanted him. His head dipped and disappeared as I watched him.

His lips landed on the top of my thighs and his hands pulled my rear to the edge of the bed. I couldn’t really see what he was doing, but I had a pretty good idea what was next and he didn’t disappoint either.

Fingers ran up my inner thighs as his hands pressed my legs open as far as they could go. Then I felt his tongue. Oh, God, his glorious tongue was in me. Flicking over me. I was so close and had to ball the sheets up in my hands to keep from screaming like a banshee.

When he placed his fingers inside of me and twisted them around toward the front, I felt my orgasm getting near. My legs began to shake. Oh damn, it was going to be an epic one. I hoped I didn’t pass out or something. I was feeling so lightheaded.

His tongue left my clit and I heard him speaking to me. Telling me to let go and come. His tongue returned to find me again, but this time it was joined with his lips. Those sweet lips began to suck on me and sent me over the edge. My screams were enough to wake up the dead or get security called. I’d never had an orgasm like this. It went on forever as he twisted his fingers around inside of me and flicked my clit with his tongue.

Finally, my orgasm subsided, and truthfully, I was spent. I felt limp, lifeless. It was like every tense muscle in my body became shaky Jell-O.

“Jeez,” I found myself giggling. “I’ve never felt anything like that in my life.”

“That’s just a start.” I felt Bradley’s fingers playing with me once again. Teasing. I was so sensitive as he lightly touched me being gentle yet getting me worked up again. I’m not sure where he learned to make love like this, but he definitely had learned a few things in the fourteen years we’d been apart.

But I didn’t want it to be all about me. He needed this as much as I did. He confessed that he’d not been with anyone in a year. Well, that drought was ending tonight dammit.

“It’s your turn now.” A quizzical look came from his eyes, wondering what I meant most likely. “Lie down.”

He hesitated and I had to get stern and bossy. “Now, mister. I have plans for you too.”

Gone was any self-consciousness on my part. I moved over his body completely nude. After all he’d just had my clit in his mouth, there was no need for modestly at this point.