Surrender of the CEO

Chapter Three

Jeremy

I felt Kya’s soft breaths on my chest. She hasn’t moved since I tucked her into my side when she fell asleep after I brought her to yet another orgasm. She felt so good burying myself in her body repeatedly. It was wishful thinking that it seemed as if her body was made just for me. And f*ck her taste was sublime.

She doesn’t know it, but she is mine now. I can’t get enough of her, and I don’t think that is going away anytime soon. She is the only one I have ever been able to find my release at the same time. When we c*m together it feels like I am shooting through space while at the same time falling back to Earth.

I’m wondering if I can convince her to spend the day with me. We don’t have to have s*x all day though I am not opposed to it if she’s willing. I can’t get over the fact that she was close by for how long I don’t know, but I wished I had known before now.

Yeah, maybe she would make a good mother to your babies. You could have had her pregnant by now. If she has been here for a while. Wait what? We just reconnected. I’m not going to ask her to have my kids. She has her own life. I don’t want her because of her potential baby making abilities. But she has potential admit it. Imagine a baby with her amber eyes and a mixture of your features. Think of how beautiful Hope is.

Now, all I can imagine is a little girl with Kya’s amber eyes and her cheekbones and cute nose. She has my hair and is looking up at me grinning. I still can’t do this to Kya right now. She may not want to date me. She may not want to have my kids. She may not want to be a family with me. Not every woman wants to marry or be with the man they have kids with.

Kya murmured it broke me out of my thoughts. I closed my eyes and tried to even my breathing to make her think I was still asleep. I think it was taking her a minute to realize where she was. She began wiggling out from my arm slowly. That must be how she got out from under me last time and being drunk helped her escape.

She was searching the floor. I covertly watched her. She picked up her dress and made her way into the bathroom. I stared at her heart shaped *ss as it swayed with each step she took. Mmm, all I want to do now is bite it, spank it, and rub away the marks my spanking may cause her.

She came back out in her dress she was looking around the floor again. She got down on her hands and knees. Is she subtly tempting me? She crawled towards the bed and dipped her head under it. Her *ss wiggled as she reached for whatever she was searching for. She shifted herself back out from under my bed. She sat and began pulling on her heels.

“Sneaking off again?” I asked her in a husky tone. She had many expressions cross her face in a few seconds. She looked like a deer in the headlights, then desire crossed her features, then a little guilt. “Uh, yeah, sort of. I need to leave.” She stammered a little. “I can give you a ride home.” “No, that’s okay. I need to go to my salon to work on some paperwork. Sunday’s are the only times I have to work on it.” “Fine. I will take you to your salon. Let me get dressed.”

I got out of bed and walked by her. I felt her eyes on me and I smirked as I made my way into the bathroom. Make note of it Baby because this body is going to ravage you until no other man will do for you. I used the bathroom and washed my hands. I walked back into my room. She was sitting on the edge of my bed waiting for me. Her eyes tracked me.

“I didn’t know you owned your own business.” I made my way into my closet to grab some clothes. “Yeah, this is my second one.” “You own two salons?” I asked as I made my way to my bed with my clothes. I could have dressed in my closet, but I want her eyes on me. “No, just one. I sold my first one before I moved here. I opened another here with my mom when I moved here.”

“That’s cool. Why did you move here?” “My mom asked me to. She missed me and said we could finally open a salon together. I only had my salon and best friend Macey back home. Here I had my mom and sister. It was no brainer.” “How long have you been here?” “Since spring.” “I wished I would have known. I would have taken you out.”

“I don’t have much time to go out. Wendy had to convince me to go out last night. I’m really busy trying to establish my salon.” Her eyes followed my every movement as I pulled my clothes on. “Can I convince you to have dinner with me tonight?” “I don’t know. I’m usually pretty busy with paperwork.” “Where’s your phone?” She pulled it out of her clutch.

I accessed her contacts. I entered my number and called my phone. I had to move to my jeans I discarded on the floor last night. She hopped off the bed and snatched something from the floor as I connected and answered her phone. I watched as she straightened out her panties and leaned on the bed to carefully pull them on over her heels. It was so f*ck*ng hot.

I guided Kya into my garage and opened the passenger door to my Lincoln Aviator for her. I closed her door and made my way to my driver’s seat. She was rubbing her hands over the seat and what she could touch. I smirked. “What’s your salon’s address.” She told me and I entered it in my GPS.

I backed out of my garage and made my way to the gate. It opened and let me out. “Breakfast?” I asked her. “No, I’m okay.” “So, are you like rich or something?” “Or something. Yeah, my little brother Jordan started a company with me years ago. He invented a battery that most phones are using now because it has solar power charging capabilities. It made him a millionaire and quickly a billionaire.”

“Jordan’s a billionaire?” “You know my brother?” “Not really. I mean I saw him in school with his friend Alaina in the halls and stuff.” “Alaina’s his wife now.” “Really? That’s cool. So, you own your own company and are millionaire. I guess that’s pretty awesome.” “Oh, thanks to Jordan he’s made our company on track to being a billion dollar company. It may hit before the new year, but definitely shortly after the new year.”

She turned her head and stared at the side of my head like I was an alien from outer space. “I got f*ck*ed by a billionaire?” “Not yet, but you didn’t have an issue being f*ck*ed by a millionaire last November.” She looked like she was panicking some. “Are you okay.” She shook her head from side to side like she was clearing it of whatever information was fighting her.

“Why me? F*ck now I’m going to be pegged as a gold digger. No, Nope.” She was talking to herself more and shaking her head still. “Is something wrong?” “Uh yeah, no, maybe. Look, it was fun last night. But I’m not a gold digger. I don’t see this working for anything further. Just delete my number.”

“What? Why would I do that?” “I don’t want to be seen as using you. We are from two different worlds. I am not the woman that super rich guys take home. I’m not a model.” “What does being a model have to do with this?” “That is what you guys want. Young skinny model types. Tell me I’m wrong.”

I wanted to tell her she was wrong, but that is usually who I choose to hook up with. But she’s different. She’s special.

We were stopped at a light, and she unbuckled her seat belt and reached for the handle. “What are you doing?” “I can walk the rest of the way. Thanks for last night. I wish you luck with your company.” “Put your belt back on. We’re around the corner from your salon. Let me drop you off.” She sighed and put her belt back on.

Now I didn’t want to take her to her salon because I feel like she is pulling away from me. When I pulled up in front of her salon, I locked the doors before she could get out. “Jeremy, let me out.” “In a minute. You are not a gold digger. You are not using me. Having s*x with me and me giving you a ride doesn’t make you those things. You would have to want my money to be a gold digger. You would have to play games with me to be using me. I want to see you again. Please reconsider letting me take you to dinner tonight.”

She sighed. “Where? I’m paying for myself, or I don’t come. I will be driving myself too.” “Okay if that is what you want. I’ll make reservations and send you the information when I have done it.” She nodded. I grasped her chin and turned her head towards me.

I leaned over the console and pressed my lips to hers. I slipped my tongue inside her mouth deepening the kiss. I teased her tongue with mine reminding her of all we did last night and all I want to do to her again. I got hard, but I didn’t care.

She pressed against me and sat back. She glanced down at my erection. “Want to help me take care of it?” “No, I have work to do.” “Even better office s*x is a huge turn on. Wouldn’t you like me to sit you on your desk and slide in between those gorgeous th*ghs, or are you the bend over the desk kind of woman?” She blushed.

“No, no office s*x, no sitting me on my desk or bending me over it.” “Hmm, maybe we should break in my desk sometime then.” That made her blush deepen to a darker shade of red. “Jeremy.” She scolded me. I unlocked the doors for her and chuckled. She got out and moved to her salon doors and unlocked them. She went in and I saw her lock the door behind her. Good. I am sure her office is towards the back, and I wouldn’t want anyone coming in and harming her.

I backed out of the parking spot. “Text Jayson.” My phone vocalized the prompt to text. “Text him You up?” It took a minute before he returned my text. “Read the text.” “Yeah, though a little hungover.” I chuckled. “Text a reply. I’m coming to get you for breakfast be ready in ten minutes.” My phone chimed for a received text. I had it read again to me. “Ok.”

I pulled up to Jayson’s house. He got a place as close as he could to our homes to rent. I offered for him to stay with me when Alaina finally didn’t need as much assistance at home. He wanted his own space which I can respect. He’s had a rough go with his parents getting a divorce over this year.

Christopher has been making amends to Alaina for what he put her through. He accepts the fact that the Hong’s have a place in her life and family. They were there for her when she was at her lowest point. I can’t wait for Thanksgiving the Hong’s are coming and I’m hosting this year. I’ve chatted with Stefan when I get the chance to. Suu Lee and him may make a visit soon to see Hope. They just haven’t been able to get here before now.

Jayson was waiting in his driveway. He opened the door and got in buckling himself in. “Rough night?” “Not totally, but then again I didn’t have a hot woman to take home and screw her brains out either.” I chuckled at the reminded image of how thoroughly I screwed Kya’s brains out. “Rub it in why don’t you.” Jayson complained.

“Sorry man. What about Brooke?” “Nah, she just wants to be friends.” “That sucks.” “Yeah.” I drove to the diner Alaina likes. We got sat in a booth and ordered our breakfast. I was grateful for the coffee when the server set it in front of me. I need some caffeine this morning.

“So, Kya. Small world huh? Is she the one you hooked up with around Thanksgiving last year?” “Yeah.” “Are you going to see her again?” “She agreed to go to dinner with me tonight. She won’t let me pay for her or pick her up. She doesn’t want to be seen as using me and a gold digger I guess.”

“Why would she think that?” “She realized I’m rich and just how rich I’m becoming.” “Oh, but still she didn’t know you were rich before, right?” I shook my head. “Well, she can’t be either of those things regardless.” “I agree, but I think she doesn’t want to be perceived that way now that she knows. I guess I can respect that.”

“So, what does she do for work?” “She owns her own salon. I didn’t know she was into that. I guess this is her second salon. She sold her first one to move here to her family.” “That’s cool. Maybe, I can see if she can fit me in. I’ve needed a cut for a while I’ve just been too busy.” “I’ll send you her salon’s address. Its not opened today though.” He nodded.

We ate and chatted about work and life. We’re still concerned about Alaina’s dilemma. When we finished breakfast, we decided to go see Hope. I have felt like I’m walking on air all day. I let Jayson have first dibs on Hope since he went home alone last night and has to deal with a minor hangover. It’s only fair.

“Why do you seem to be walking on clouds? And why did you let Jayson at Hope first? Wait, never mind you had s*x last night. I don’t need to hear about your hook up.” “It wasn’t a hook up per se. It was but it wasn’t. We’re going to dinner tonight.” Jordan looked at me confused.

“Do you remember a Kya Marks from school?” “Sort of. I think I recognize the name.” “She was the girl I took home with me when I went home for Thanksgiving. I guess she moved here in the spring, and she happens to be Scott’s younger brother Taylor’s girlfriend’s older sister. She came out with them last night.” “That was a mouth full.” Jordan laughed. I nodded and laughed too.

“Good, you deserve to get out and experience more than being stuck in the office, coming here, or heading home to crash most of the time. If you need me to come in, I can try to work that in as soon as possible. We just need to deal with this situation with Alaina first.”

“Jayson told me. She wouldn’t be a bad mom to feed Hope formula. Have you considered seeing if women sell their extra milk. I mean milk is milk. Isn’t the colostrum the most important part? Hope got that. I’m going to look into seeing if I can help find out if Alaina can get milk from another nursing mother, or maybe even a surrogate. They used to have nurse maids way back when. I would think some modernized version may exist today.”

“That’s not a bad idea. This is partly just because she wasn’t fully healed, and the pregnancy took its toll on her body. I regret it a little now not making her wait.” “Don’t do that to yourself. Alaina is a big girl she made the decision for herself. She knew what she would have to endure, and she did it like a f*ck*ng queen. We’ll help her get through this now.” He nodded. I patted him on his shoulder.

I snuggled and cuddled Hope to me. I had sent the information for our date tonight to Kya. I just still can’t seem to get the image of a little girl with Kya off from my mind especially as I look at Hope. It will definitely thrill our mom if I give her a granddaughter too. Any grandchild really. Jayson stayed behind when I went to get ready for my date. Jordan said he’d bring him home.

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I’m sitting here at my desk thinking about seeing if Kya will go to dinner with me this weekend. She has barely been responding to me for days. I thought we had a good date. She even let me kiss her good night. I could respect her not wanting to come home with me. I really wouldn’t have been able to come in on Monday morning if I had spent another night screwing her brains out again. I needed sleep.

There was a pounding on my door. “Come in.” Jayson came in a little exasperated. “What’s wrong’? Did something happen to Alaina, Hope?” He shook his head. “I just found out something and I don’t know what effect it is going to have on you.” I furrowed my brows. “Okay.” I said tentatively and with some concern.

Jayson sat down in the chair opposite my desk. “I don’t know how this will sit with you, but did you know that Kya is a mom?” I started breathing heavily. “No, she didn’t tell me. How did you find out?” “I went to Scott’s to have a noise that I was concerned about in my truck checked out. Taylor was there too. I asked where Wendy was. He told me home watching her nephew. I told him I didn’t know they had other siblings that had kids. He corrected me and told me it was Kya’s son. I guess she just had him in July.”

The color started to drain from my face as I did the math. It couldn’t be. We used protection that night. If she was pregnant, she should have told me I would’ve been gentler with her that night. “Well good for her. She still looks hot for a mom.” “Uh, yeah that wasn’t the end of it. I guess Wendy has been taking real issue with you.” “I haven’t done anything to Wendy.”

“I know. I think he’s your son too. Why would Wendy have a reason to take issue with you when you just met her.” Now I know my face paled, and my eyes widened. “Where do they live?” “I don’t’ know.” “Ask Scott to ask Taylor now. I need to go see for myself.” “Do you want me to come too?” I shook my head.

I was shaking the whole way to Kya’s house. I could have called her, but this is something that needs to happen face to face. I parked on the side of the house and approached the door to knock. I rapped a couple of knocks on the door. “Coming.” The door opened and Wendy’s face paled seeing me here.

“Where is Kya?” “Uh, ah.” I pushed myself inside. “Kya.” I called out. “Shh, she just got to sleep not long ago.” “Is she sick.” Wendy shook her head. “I want to see her. Point me to her or I will search this whole house until I find her.” I knew Kya was home because I called the salon for an appointment today and the lady Lucy told me she was home today.

“Uh, you, uh.” Wendy relented and showed me to a bedroom. I quietly opened the door. She was laying on her side with her back towards the door. I stepped in and I noticed the crib. I was about to make my way to the crib, but I saw the little bundle laying surrounded by pillows next to Kya on the bed. I made my way over to the bed. I was shaking with nerves.

I looked down on my son. He looked almost exactly like me just with auburn highlights in his hair. He had my nose, mouth, and ears. He was beautiful. I looked over at Kya’s sleeping face. She looks exhausted. My son started to fuss. I reached down and picked him up. I cradled him in my arm as I looked down on him and made shushing noises to soothe him.

He wasn’t settling and I grabbed a blanket that was thrown over the crib. I made my way out of the room. I took my son to the living room. “Where are you going?” “Nowhere. He just won’t seem to stop fussing and Kya looks exhausted.” “He has been colicky. He’s almost done with it, but yeah.”

“Why didn’t she tell me?” “I don’t know. She didn’t tell us who you were until I saw you at the club.” “She should have told me when she found out. I still don’t get it though we used a condom.” “She’ll need to talk to you about that.” “I had a right to know I had a son.” Wendy lowered her head. “Yeah, you did.”

“What is his name?” “Harper.” “Harper.” I tried it out on my tongue. “I like it. Harper Green.” “Marks.” “Oh, we’ll see about that.” “This is probably why she didn’t tell you. She doesn’t want you taking him away from her.” “I’m not going to take him away, but I should have my rights as his father too. I should be supporting him. He should have my name. I didn’t have a say because I didn’t know about him, but I do now, and he looks just like me.”

“I guess you will have to talk to Kya about that.” I nodded. I walked around the house with Harper to try and soothe him. I wrapped his blanket around him tighter and made my way out the back door. Maybe a little fresh air would help him. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and pressed to facetime Jordan.

“Hey. What’s up? Hope is feeding right now.” “Uh, I have something to show you.” I turned the phone to show him Harper. I lifted the phone again and I saw the shock and recognition on his face. “Who, what, how?” He stammered. “Kya. She gave birth to our son in July. I didn’t know she was pregnant. Jayson found out sort of.” “What are you going to do?” “I don’t know, but I want him in my life. I want to take care of him. I have been thinking how much I want to be a father lately little did I know I already was one.” “Approach this carefully Jeremy.” I nodded my head.

I hung up with Jordan and walked around on the deck with Harper. He fell asleep in my arms. I breathed in the fresh air to try and calm my warring thoughts. I want to be p*ss*d at Kya for keeping him from me, but I still want Kya in my bed. Now, I have a way to make that happen, but I don’t want to use her that way. I want her to be in my bed because she wants it too.

I made my way back inside and into Kya’s room. I sat in the rocking chair and rocked Harper as he slept, and I watched his beautiful mother sleep too. I guess she was lying to me about her birth control and br***ts Saturday night. She didn’t want me to realize she was br**stfeeding.

I sat here rocking Harper for a long time. I heard Kya murmur on the bed, and she was feeling out for Harper. She slowly cracked her eyes open. I wonder if she thinks Wendy has him. She didn’t have to wonder long. I heard her sharp intake of breath when she spotted me. She had a look of fear on her face. “We need to talk.”

She opened and closed her mouth unable to think of how to respond. “He’s mine. Don’t take him from me.” “Why didn’t you tell me you were pregnant?” “Because it was an accident. I didn’t want to burden you with a baby you weren’t expecting to have. What was I going to say to you? Hey, you know my doctor put me on new birth control and it had a cancel effect add on top of that the condom you probably tore a hole in with your teeth and well congratulations you’re going to be a dad.”

F*ck. She’s right. I did tear into the condom with my teeth. “I still deserved to know. I would have helped you.” “Yeah, well I can see that you could have provided for him now, but that doesn’t matter anyway.” “Why doesn’t it matter?” I asked confused. “Because I can take care of him myself. I don’t need you or your money.”

“He’s my son too. I should be supporting him as well. I’m going to be supporting him. I want his name changed to Green too.” “What? No, why?” “Because he’s, my son. I will get a DNA test if I need to prove it, but it is undeniable he is my son. I want him to have my name as he should have from birth. I want to be a part of his life. Don’t make me fight you in court for this. Can’t we come to a compromise instead for his benefit and ours?”

It looked like the fight left her some when I asked to compromise. She nodded her head. “Good.” Harper woke then and began fussing again. “He’s hungry bring him here.” I got up and brought Harper to the bed and handed him to her when she leaned herself against the headboard lifting her shirt. Her br**st is perfection.

Harper latched on her. I stood there and watched my son feed. I don’t know why my son feeding off from his mother was a turn on, but it was. He honestly had the right idea which gave me an idea. I climbed on the bed and positioned myself between Kya’s legs. “What are you doing?” I smirked.

I reached for her pajama bottoms and panties. I pulled them down and off her legs. “Jeremy?” I smiled and bent my head between her legs. I flicked my tongue over her cl*t. “Jeremy, ha, ho, ha.” She gasped. I grinned against her. I feasted on her. She silently moaned trying to control herself. She couldn’t control her need to breathe, and her pants were music to my ears.

I watched as she cradled Harper to her, and she had her other hand gripping the blankets to her side. I dragged out her pleasure. I didn’t know why, but I think she tastes even better. She came on a silent scream with her head fallen back on the pillows and her mouth opened in that perfect O as her orgasm consumed her. I drank everything from her.

Harper finished eating and I took him to change his diaper. Kya made her way in the bathroom when I did. I grinned down at Harper. “Little man, your mom is delicious.” He opened his eyes. I was struck by them. If I had any doubts his eyes confirmed it. They were Jordan’s eye color. He kind of looked a little more like Jordan right now.

“Get dressed. I want to take you both somewhere. He has people he needs to meet, and you do as well.”