Sasha's lips curled into a hard line. "What are you doing here, Kaleb?" she asked with a frown. "Are you stalking me?" Kaleb smirked, "You wish?" he said, "I am not a coward, Sasha, so I don't stalk people. I walk up to them and say hello. Just like I'm doing right now." he paused, "Hello Miss Sullivan. How are you doing today?" Sasha wanted to slap that arrogant smirk right off his face. The audacity of this man. It was strange because it annoyed her and yet amused her at the same time. "So it's a coincidence that you're here in my lecture hall… At the same time that I'm supposed to be having a lecture?" "Maybe it is a coincidence" he replied smugly, "You know… It could just be the universe doing its thing. Who are we to stand in the way?" Sasha scoffed, "The universe?" she repeated, "You don't really believe in things like that, do you?" Kaleb shrugged, "Would it be such a bad thing if I did?" Sasha had had enough. She slammed her book shut with more force than necessary. "St
Sasha had chosen a dress she knew to be a perfectly suitable albeit very unexciting dress. It was a black shift, high-necked and under a matching jacket. Unrevealing. She had also put her hair in a ponytail, as she didn't want to look like she was trying to attract him in any way. This was dinner between friends —or what everyone the hell they were, and nothing more. Sasha opened her door to face Kaleb. He was wearing a white shirt tucked into black trousers, with black shoes to match, and as always he looked spectacular. 'He is not available,' Sasha reminded herself again. "Hi" she said shyly and hated the way her voice sounded. She suddenly felt thirsty. "Hello beautiful" Kaleb replied with that deeply sexy voice.For the second time that day Sasha looked up into those eyes. Those eyes that she hadn’t been able to get out of her head for weeks now, and her mouth turned dry, her hands clammy. Her reaction to Kaleb was alarming. Normally, she had no time for frivolous flirtations,
Sasha managed to flash her eyes open and his smile took her breath away. God, why was he so beautiful? She could feel her body heat rising, her lips getting dry. She quickly averted her gaze, biting her lip."Um . . . why are we here?" she suddenly snapped in surprise, discerning the place they were at.A flashy building, several flags of different states, and a big name of a famous . . .Hotel? Sasha's eyes widened. She quickly faced Kaleb."Stop having those wild fantasies, will you? Let's have dinner; there's a nice restaurant in this hotel," Kaleb said wittingly, laughing at her."I'm not fantasizing about anything." Sasha smiled pathetically and clutched the door handle. "Damn him," she mumbled under her breath while making an exit.The food was splendid, much to Sasha's content. The conversation took a different turn this time, from work to private life. Each of them was curious to know about the other and didn't hesitate to ask when due."So how was class today after I left?" as
Sasha looked surprised to see him behind her. "what… What are you doing?" she asked, genuinely surprised."Walking you to your door and inside your house" Kaleb replied simply. Sasha rolled her eyes and inserted her key into the lock. Her hands were shaking a little and she hoped that he wouldn't notice because it would be so embarrassing for him to know how much he affected her just by being around. To mask her feelings, she said, as she finally unlocked the door and pushed it open. "Oh, did you just suddenly become a gentleman? Why didn't you think of walking me to my door when I got out of your car" Kaleb smirked, and walked in after her without waiting for an invitation, pushing the door shut with his foot. "Because I was trying to stop myself from doing this…." With his finger under her chin, no other parts of their bodies touching, he bent his head to hers. Past, present and future collided in the moment that her eyelids fluttered closed, and she felt his mouth touch hers. It
Sasha looked surprised to see him behind her. "what… What are you doing?" she asked, genuinely surprised."Walking you to your door and inside your house" Kaleb replied simply. Sasha rolled her eyes and inserted her key into the lock. Her hands were shaking a little and she hoped that he wouldn't notice because it would be so embarrassing for him to know how much he affected her just by being around. To mask her feelings, she said, as she finally unlocked the door and pushed it open. "Oh, did you just suddenly become a gentleman? Why didn't you think of walking me to my door when I got out of your car" Kaleb smirked, and walked in after her without waiting for an invitation, pushing the door shut with his foot. "Because I was trying to stop myself from doing this…." With his finger under her chin, no other parts of their bodies touching, he bent his head to hers. Past, present and future collided in the moment that her eyelids fluttered closed, and she felt his mouth touch hers. It
"I really don't know," said Sasha. "I guess maybe it's some secret admirer like you said who doesn't know how to tell me how he feels… something like that. The person didn't even say anything in the note""Awwwn that's cute and mysterious," said Tilly, and Sasha was indeed very grateful that Kaleb, If he was indeed the one who had sent it, hadn't put anything else in the note. It would have been really messy if she tried to explain to Tilly that something had happened between her and her brother —who had a girlfriend by the way. She had to try not to forget that part, but she found herself asking Tilly, "What do you think about Kaleb's girlfriend, Claire. Do you like her?"Tilly frowned, "No I don't. In fact I don't see what Kaleb sees in her. She's very obnoxious and in a very weird way, but that's Kaleb's business not mine. It's not like he will listen to me if I say anything. I hope he keeps her far away from me. She's too nosey for my liking. Why do you ask?" Sasha looked away. "
She sat in the armchair opposite. The lighting was soft and low. The space far too intimate. This was her sanctuary, her place of refuge. And yet, having him here wasn’t generating the effect that she would have expected. She was still a little angry, yes—but more than that was something else, something like excitement. She thought of something then as her stomach growled quietly. "Have you eaten?" she asked Kaleb took another drink from his glass and shook his head. "No." He replied. He just realized then that he’d hardly eaten all day; he’d been so consumed with getting out of work and over here. It made him feel uncomfortable now. Sasha put down her glass and stood up. "I was going to make myself something to eat…that is, if you want something, too?" "That would be great, I’m starving." He smiled, and the room seemed to tilt for a second. Sasha picked up her glass and backed into the kitchen, which was just feet away from where he now sat with an arm stretched out over the b
"Kaleb…?" Even the way she spoke his name, so huskily, so warily, was arousing. Too much so for Kaleb to be able to resist tasting her. Just one taste, he promised himself. One taste of her lips, with the feel of those slender curves pressed against his much harder ones, the crush of the softness of her breasts against his chest, her thighs against his, and then he would let her go… if she wanted him to. Sasha barely had time to do anything before his arms moved about her. He pulled her in tightly against the hardness of his body and his head lowered so that his mouth could claim hers.Fiercely. Hungrily. Crushing, parting her lips beneath his as he deepened the kiss. His tongue surged past her lips and into the heated cavern of her mouth. The hands she had raised clung to him. Her fingers curled into the front of his shirt as she met and returned the intensity of that kiss. Those fingers tightened and she held onto the material for support as desire ripped shockingly through her bo
She lifted up Sasha's gown and her face underwent a startling transformation. "Oh, good heavens!" she exclaimed. "You’re fully dilated!" "Is that bad?" demanded Kaleb."No, it’s wonderful," answered the midwife." It means we’re going to have a baby! And sooner, rather than later!""Kaleb!" Sasha's voice cracked as she gripped onto his hand, her body tensing up to face the next contraction. "Please don’t leave me." "I’m not going anywhere, sugar!" Kaleb had never known an experience as powerful as seeing his child being born—but along with the pride came panic. He tried telling himself that women had been giving birth for centuries, in conditions far more threatening than the clean and antiseptic surroundings of this hospital delivery room.But nothing seemed to take the edge off his fears for Sasha and their baby.Nothing, that was, until Sasha gave one last shuddering groan—and a long, skinny object with a shock of dark hair emerged, shouting, into the world."It’s a boy!" beamed t
Kaleb snapped the light on, and through the blinking of her eyes in reaction Sasha saw him glaring at her as though she had just uttered the most awful blasphemy."No!" he roared.Sasha pretended surprise. "You don’t want to keep having sex?" "Yes!" "Kaleb, if you’re going to yell like a hooligan then I suggest you go back to sleep!""If you weren’t pregnant I’d put you over my knee!" he retorted."If I weren’t pregnant, then you wouldn’t be here, buddy!" "Says who?" "Says me!" "Oh, yes, I would!" he said fervently.There was a pause. "You would?" Sasha gulped."Of course I would! Because sooner or later I would have come to my senses and realized just how much I love you. And I do, Sasha. I love you very much." She gazed back at him, too scared to hope for what had always seemed like an unattainable dream. He’d said the words, and she believed that he meant them— but was there substance behind them? Enough to withstand all the tests that life threw in the path of love?She thou
He thrust harder this time and she felt the shudder roll through his body as he held himself deep inside her. He kissed her. Hungry. Passionate. With more desperation than she’d ever experienced from him. Their lovemaking had always been good, but he’d never lost control so quickly.She kissed him with just as much hunger, her hands sliding down his back and then up again to hold his head to hers.His hips trembled against her. They lay locked together, with him barely holding himself off her. Wanting that closeness to him—especially now— she urged him over to his side, rolling with him so they stayed together.Their limbs were tangled, their arms wrapped tightly around each other, and he was still pulsing deep inside her body. She tucked her head underneath his chin and breathed deeply of his scent, felt the erratic thump of his heart against her cheek.It was easy to forget all that had happened between them. It was easy to forget the pain and loneliness. It was easy to imagine that
The satin caught on her hard, erect nipples and he tugged insistently until one breast came completely free. He cupped the plump mound and then lowered his head, sucking the nipple into his mouth.A shot of adrenaline slivered through her veins, edgy and sharp. She twisted restlessly beneath him as he sucked harder. She plunged her fingers through his short, cropped hair and then gripped the back of his head, holding him in place as she silently begged for more.He pulled at her nipple, drawing his head back until the taut nub came free of his mouth. Then he lifted his gaze to meet hers and butterflies scuttled around her belly when she saw the look in his eyes.“I want to make love to you, Sasha. I need you so much. But I won’t do this if it’s only going to make things worse. You have to want this as much as I do.”“I want it more,” she said hoarsely. And that was the truth. She’d always wanted him more. Craved him. Missed him when he wasn’t with her. Seeing him now, having him over
"Kaleb!" She didn't think twice running toward him. "Fuck, you're definitely drunk! What were you thinking?" She was holding him, his arms around her shoulders, and hers around his waist."I'm not drunk," Kaleb hissed."Yeah, right. That's what all the drunkards say," she quipped while shutting the door behind them. "Let's get you to bed." She tried to scoot him toward the bed. But he didn't want to move. Instead, he took her in his arms, hugging her from behind, longingly. His hand slid to bump and he rubbed it gently. "Sasha," he uttered, his voice hoarse. She stilled in his brace. "Just for tonight, let's sleep together.""Sleep together?" Sasha murmured, her skin shuddered."Hmm," Kaleb replied, breathing into her hair."And then what?" Sasha asked gently, her chest rising and falling as she breathed. She loved being this closer to him. She still needed to feel him every single day. How stupid was she going to get? She could no longer understand."I don't know." Kaleb sighed, his
Kaleb sighed again. "No, I knew I wanted you. I just didn't think we would reach this stage, you know… With the baby and…" he ran his hand through his hair, "... I thought it wasn't a big deal, but it began to be, and I was going to tell you.""When?" Sasha breathed."I honestly don't know, Sasha," Kaleb said truthfully. "I don't want to lie to you. There were times when I almost did and then for some reason I… I couldn't… Or didn't… I don't know" It was difficult for Sasha to understand him, and even harder to understand herself. She was so weak over him. What was she seeing in him? Yes he was handsome, sexy, rich, but was that enough to totally go nuts over him?"No, the answer is simple, Kaleb ," she uttered. "You just enjoyed seeing what a fool I am for pulling off my pants for you every time despite knowing you had a girlfriend. Was it entertaining?" She wanted to release all her doubts."That never crossed my mind, Sasha, you're being unfair," Kaleb said, his voice hurt. "But
But other than being physical with him, was there anything else she was missing about him? She kept asking herself. When her phone buzzed again, she checked her phone quicker than she wanted.'All of it. I refuse to accept any of it, and that's why we should meet. We need to talk, and I'll personally make sure it happens, '"The audacity!" Sasha smirked when she read it. It was incredible how Kaleb kept exercising his controlling nature even in this situation. He was supposed to beg her, not ordering as he did. Sasha knew right from the start that avoiding Kaleb was impossible, but she still wanted to try. However, sooner or later she was going to face him, and it scared the hell out of her. He had become both her strength and weakness at the same time.She needed him to feel like someone had her back especially with the pregnancy and baby coming; and that was something Kaleb had done. She wanted someone to feel proud of her, and he'd shown that within a very short moment of their int
It was Clark's turn to look confused now. He frowned, "Oh gosh. It looks like I've said too much and caused some trouble, have I not?" "No… No, you didn't. I'm okay," Sasha said, her voice low. "Um, just get the stuff you came for. It's nice to meet you, Clark" Sasha hurried back to the bedroom. She was lost in this new information and she felt some kind of relief and rage at the same time. She remained in a bad mood the entire day, and she was in the living room when Kaleb finally returned from work. He was in the middle of a phone call, holding the phone to his ear with his shoulder as he closed the door behind him. He beamed ecstatically when he saw Sasha, and even motioned for her to move closer to give him a hug. Her heart flipped, but she strictly ignored his gesture, making him frown. She had no time to even admire his handsome face and exquisite suit that multiplied his hot looks. No distractions at the moment! She declared to herself. "Sorry, I have something important t
As he pushed closer still she trembled. He was so big and so strong and she was suddenly overwhelmed. But he moved so slowly, so carefully and then he kissed her again—in that deep, lush way, as if he’d wanted nothing more in all his life than to kiss her. As if she were the very oxygen he needed to survive. That was when everything melted within her and he slid to the hilt, so they were as deeply connected as they could possibly be. Her need coalesced again into a cascading reac-tion of movement. He pushed her to follow his sweet, hard, slick rhythm—into a dance she’d never known, but discovered she could do so damn well with him. His breathing roughened as she clutched him back, as she understood more the give and take, the meet and retreat of this magic. Together they moved faster, deeper…until she cried out as he brought unbearable, beautiful pleasure down upon her. As he broke through every last one of her boundaries to meet her right there—where there was light and heat and shee