His Baby

Chapter Two

Nathaniel wanted that feeling again, he craved it, Rose’s lips were nothing he had ever tasted before and he didn’t want to let it go

His lips were back on Rose’s. her lips were so soft and plump. But he needed more, and it became rough, Rose had that feeling from before growing as was the need to keep close with him.

Nathaniel stood up, his hands under her butt to hold her there. He turns around and lays her onto the bed, himself laying above her.

Nathaniel trails his lips down Rose’s neck, and she begins to pant, his hands fiddle with the bottom of her shirt and pulls it over her head. One kiss at a time he makes his way down to her breasts.

Pulling the bra down he puts her left n****e in his mouth and Rose gasps. His hand massaging her right one then he switches.

Rose reached for his shirt and tugs. He stops for only a second to remove his shirt, throwing it on the ground then puts his lips on her chest moving down the valley between her breasts.

His hands delicately dance across her bare stomach as he made his way down to her hips with his lips.

He sits up and looks at Rose, his hands on the button of her jeans.

She looks at him, her eyes roaming every inch of his bare chest and abdomen, she nods, and a groan of appreciation escapes her lips as his fingertips drag across the front of her underwear.

His too removed his trousers until they were only in underwear.

Everywhere he touched caused a fire on Rose’s skin. He leans down to her stomach leaving trails of kisses across her underwear line. His hands slowly inching up.

Rose gripped the sheets, her back arched when his hand pressed against her clit form the outside of her underwear. She craved more.

“You already wet” he mutters looking up to see her gasping in pleasure. Moving her underwear aside, he inserts two fingers.

Rose gasps in shock and sits up, he keeps his free hand on her thigh. The movement of his fingers increase in speed and Rose laying on her forearms throws her head back and moans in pleasure.

“Nathaniel” she moans out.

He smirks “That’s not even the best bit” he says.

She didn’t have time to process as he removes his fingers and his mouth latches onto her.

Rose moans louder and he smiles. His tongue slips inside, and he also moans, she was already so wet for him and he liked that.

He continued to suck until she could no longer hold in her pleasure.

She moans and he relaxes, he laps up everything and then climbs back up to her face, his lips crash down on hers, she tasted what he did.

Nathaniel snakes an arm around her back and unclasps the bra.

Rose pants, she trails her hand down his chest and abdomen, her fingers dance across the waistband of his boxers, his face in her neck sucking on her skin, Rose takes it upon herself to remove his boxers, pushing them so far down, she raises her feet to push them the rest of the way off.

His hard d**k pressed against her entrance, she whimpers and Nathaniel chuckles, she wanted him inside her, and he knew it.

“Are you sure?” he asks.

Rose nods without hesitation, her body was taking over, there was no thought in this what so ever, she would probably regret it in the morning, but right now the burning feeling from within would only be extinguished by him.

He slowly pushes int her entrance and she whimpers; it gradually turns into a moan of pleasure.

Aside from their heavy breathing, the music from downstairs reached their ears.

When he was fully inside her Nathaniel begins to move at a slow pace,

“You are so tight” he breathes out.

When he looks at her face, he saw discomfort, he stops moving “Are you okay?” he is about to withdraw when Rose wraps her legs around him stopping him from doing so.

“I’m okay” she whispers.

“Are you sure?” he questions, he didn’t want to hurt her.

She nods and he slowly begins to move again.

His pace got faster and soon both were moaning in ecstasy, her back arches, she could feel her core tighten, she was close.

His pace got faster and his breathing harder. The pair reached their climax and Rose let out the loudest moan of the night.

Nathaniel also moaned and dropped on top of her for a second before rolling off.

Rose’s stomach was still in knots, she never felt such pleasure.

Rose leaned over and brushed a strand of his hair form his face. He lifts his head and looks at Rose with a smile.

“Round two?” he said with a smirk.

Rose laughed, he thought she would deny him. She didn’t.

Many rounds later and Nathaniel fell asleep, she too was beginning to drift off, but the illuminated clock said one in the morning and she knew she couldn’t stay out, her father and the guys would only come looking for her.

Being as silent as possible she climbed out of bed and groaned. She was sore, six rounds of s*x did that. She dressed quickly and turned around to look at Nathaniel.

She felt bad about leaving, part of her felt like a slut, sleeping with a guy, and then leaving.

There was nothing to leave a note with, she saw a marker and decided to write on his arm. It was the only place she knew he would find it.

As she descended the stairs the party hadn’t changed, except they were drunker now than before.

Dropping her board, Rose skated home. When the door opened a voice called through the house.

“Rose is that you?” it was Scott, her father.

“Unless someone else has left the house too, I’m pretty sure I’m the only one who will enter the house” she calls back.

Scott laughs, his daughter was always renowned for smart comebacks.

“Night” he shouts, to which she replies.

She changes into her pyjamas and lay on her bed looking up at the blank ceiling.

She had just had a one-night stand, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, her virginity was taken by a guy she had met only an hour before.

Closing her eyes, Rose sighs, her mind focused on the icy blue eyes of Nathaniel as she fell asleep.

The smell of bacon wafting in from the kitchen woke Rose up. She turns over and sees that it was nine in the morning, she was late.

Pushing the covers off, Rose has a quick shower and puts on a pair of trackies, a sports bra and a tank top. Slipping on some comfy socks she walked to the kitchen.

“Morning” she says as she walks to the coffee pot. Some of the younger guys were in bed, their bodies still adjusting the to the time change.

A chorus of ‘Mornings’ and ‘Hi’ was given back as Rose poured out her coffee.

Scott plated up pancakes and bacon and placed them in front of Rose as she sat at the kitchen table to eat, then kisses her on the forehead before going back to the stove.

“Thank you” she mumbles then tucks into her meal.

As she finishes eating, Ryan; one of the younger team members walks in, he had just woken up. His hair sticking up in all kinds of directions and he was only wearing pyjama bottoms, along with Tommy and Michael.

Rose looked at their bodies, because of the job they were physically fit, they were all good-looking guys, but Rose had known them too long in a personal capacity to see them as more than older brothers and uncles.

They all trickle into the room until all eight guys were sat with Scott and Rose at the table eating through their meal.

“So, what’s on today’s agenda?” Michael asks.

“Two o’clock we have a potential client coming to discuss the need of a protection detail” Rose starts.

“Already?” Dominic says.

Rose nods “I got the call yesterday when we were unpacking” she says in response.

The younger lads carried an excited smile, they always enjoyed doing protection, the thrill of a potential threat made them feel like they were in an Xbox game.

“Then the evening is training” Rose finishes. Everyone around the table groan. She smiles “Oh come on, it’s won’t be that bad, besides, I’m joining in” that caused more groans to fill the room and Scott to laugh.

“If you’re training, that means it’s going to be twice as hard” James whines. Considering he was one of the older guys and been training for years he still acts like a child.

Rose laughs, “I don’t see why it’s not like I push you any different than when I’m not training with you” she states.

“Yeah, but you always do more than the training schedule says, and we can’t have a girl beating us” Tommy says with a sigh.

She shakes her head with a chuckle “You are all pathetic” she says.

The rest of the morning the guys spent lounging around the house, Rose however, was putting all the furniture in place downstairs, none of the guys came to help, not that she needed it, she knew where she wanted it and the guys were always helpful or good at instructions.

Rose stood in the doorway of the living room watching her family yell at the screen as the ball was passed around between team members.

The crew looked similar, black, or brown hair, all short cut, the three youngest; Jack, Tommy, and Ryan had gel in it, styled to perfection, Michael had just came out of that faze. There was also two eyes colours between them all; brown and hazel. Scott and Rose however had blonde hair and blue eyes.

They all had a six foot or above stature whereas Rose was only five foot three, a good nine to eleven-inch difference with them all. The only problem Rose had was having to crane her neck to look at them, it always ached after some time.

Though she trained with the guys and on her own at least once a day, she has never been skinny; big butt, boobs, and thighs. That alone was a major problem back home. She was never skinny enough.

Rose stared into space thinking about her life back in England until Tommy throws a cushion at her.

Her reflexes worked ninety percent of the time, even when she wasn’t looking, despite last night’s fiasco.

She tosses it back at him, hitting him square in the face. “Hey” he calls out, but Rose was already heading upstairs to unpack her room.

It took several hours to unpack her room and put them where she wanted, often moving them two or three times until she was satisfied with their location.

When the doorbell rang, Rose rushed down, she knew none of the guys would answer it, they never did. It made her wonder who answered it when she wasn’t there.

A man dressed head to toe in a suit stood at the door, his hands slightly shaking.

“Mr Mathews?” Rose questions, he was due to arrive about now.

He nods and holds out a hand for Rose to shake, “I’m Rose, please, come in” she steps aside and gestures for him to enter.

“You sounded much older on the phone” he states glancing around the large hallway.

Closing the door, Rose guides him to the meeting room. It was a large room with all walls covered in whiteboards, chalk board and a large map of the area, including room for other materials needed. There was even a projector installed for Rose to use for information she gathers on the computer.

Entering the room, all men including Scott were present, Rose led Mr Mathews forward “Mr Mathews, this is my father Scott Quinten” she introduces.

They shake hands and Scott takes a seat, gesturing for his client to do the same.

When they sit so do the rest of the team, Scott has always had his team in the meetings, he wanted them to hear everything with their own ears and make their own suggestions and conclusions.

Rose takes a chair and pulling out her notebook, she opens it to a fresh page and jots down the date and her potential new clients name.

She would take notes of the conversation, highlighting important information they will need in the future for the job.

Mr Mathews delves into the situation he was having, and everyone listens intently.

When Mr Mathews finishes his plea and explanation, Scott explains the general plan.

Mr Mathews heard Scott wasn’t the one to be personally in charge, and he has spent the past twenty minutes begging for him to be in the field.

“I’m sorry Mr Mathews, I cannot assist in the field, I have my men for that, my daughter is to be cared for” he states clearly.

Mr Mathews sighs, “Please, you can even bring Rose with you, this is for the peace of my wife, knowing the boss is there to make sure no one is slacking off or anything”.

Rose bites back a smile, if anyone were to slack it was her father, he was never a fan of field work.

Rose knew both men weren’t going to back down, she made the decision, “Since this is our first new client since moving here, I’m sure we can come to a conclusion, besides, it’s not my father that keeps them in control” she smirks.

The guys around the table groan and Mr Mathews chuckles.

“We need to pick a day to come over and scout the house, find weak spots for in the plans, set up cameras and organise scheduling” Rose says.

“And we also need to meet those were looking out for” she finishes.

Mr Mathews nods his head and thinks for a second, “How about tonight, that way my sons will be home, and you can meet them both” he suggests.

Rose smiles, “I think we can sort that out, but we have a four-hour training session tonight” Rose interjects.

“No, no, no” they all say together, some of them jumping up form their seats. “We can do tonight” Jack says.

Rose raises an eyebrow “Really?” and they all nod their heads.

Turning to her father, she sees the same hopeful expression.

 Rose rolls her eyes and sighs, “Fine, but tomorrow is extra training” she grumbles out.

A chuckle comes from Mr Mathews “Well that’s settled, come around six” he says. Mr Mathews hands over a business card and shook Rose and Scott’s hands before he was escorted out by Rose.

When she returned all the guys were still in the meeting room. It was always essential to go over what had been noted down.

“So, we have Lara Mathews receiving death threats against herself and her family, the business they have is also under threat. Dominic check your security perimeter, Tommy and Ryan I want you guys to look into the family, the rest will be on ground search, I want every inch of the house and outside swept for any sign of intrusion, when we get there I’ll take a look at the notes that were sent to the house and business”.

They all get up to leave and Rose shouts “Be ready to leave at five thirty”.

Even though it was ten minutes around the corner, she knew how long it took to get ready.

Collecting her papers, Rose heads to the office to scan them in and create an online profile and hard copy for the family. Every family and person ho has ever required assistance from the Quinten security company have a file. They never get rid of any in case something was later to happen.

Rose readies the contracts of protection, all clients are to sign them, it was a legality with this business, along with security agreements and disclosure papers. They needed to know everything or else they couldn’t do their job correctly.

There was a folder on the shelf with checklists for the security company to follow, many were government official requirements, but Rose added her own to the list when she finally joined the company a few years ago.

Due to the standard they had at the company and the clearance levels the team carried, they had specialist equipment only given to military and special services. Most of the guys were in the army and special combat units, this made them one of the top security companies in the world. They were small but they did the job just as well as any other corporate company, if not better.

With the files ready, she takes it to the table by the door and pop it into her bag, so she didn’t forget it.

The house was silent which meant the guys were in the gym, the one place that was soundproof in the house. The music liked to be cranked high and everyone trained at different times. Rose herself would work out when she couldn’t sleep.

Rose smiles to herself; she knew why they were in the gym now, they thought if they did some now without being asked, she would go easy on them tomorrow.

That wasn’t going to happen.

“What time do we leave again?” Tommy asks as he pops his head around the corner.

She shakes her head; this was why she gave an early time. “Five thirty like I said before”.

Rose had nothing to do for the next few hours and decided to read, she hadn’t done that in a long while and figured she could get back into the habit again.