Taming Eric (67 page)

Eric groaned and her words turned his cock felt into an iron bar in his jeans. Was she serious? What was she talking about doing for him? How did he get so lucky to have a woman like her as his? “God baby. How did I get so lucky having you as my wife? I can’t expect you to do anything for me sweetheart. You have a broken leg, you just gave birth a week ago. You need to heal, not worry about my needs. I can take care of myself
baby.”

“I know you can Eric, but I want to do this for you. I love to make you come. I find it extremely erotic to watch you come.” She blushed. “It’s kind of exciting for me to know that I can do that for you, to see you lose con
trol.”

Her huskily spoken words made his cock jerk in his jeans and he realised that if she kept talking the way she was he could potentially come in his pants and he was too old, or supposed to be too old to have that little control. “Damn baby, you’re going to kill me, you know that don’t you?” She would too if she kept saying things like that to him. He wanted her so much, he wanted the release his body was crying out for but could he let her do that for him, despite her assurances that it was what she wanted
to do?

“Help me into the bedroom Eric please. We don’t know how much time we have before the twins wake.” At her words Eric felt himself harden even more until it was physically painful fo
r him.

“Now how can I refuse a request like that?” He asked before bending down carefully to lift her into his arms wincing at the pain of his ere
ction.

She shrieked as he carried her. “I’m too heavy Eric plus the cast. Put me down you idiot. You’ll break your
back.”

He ignored her protests and carried her through to the bedroom until he got to the bed where he lowered her carefully to her feet. He held her until she had made herself comfortable sitting on the bed and once she was settled he straightened, staring down at her. He watched her eyes shift to where his jeans bulged out from his ere
ction.

She looked up at him and gave him a slow smile. “Ok Mr CEO. I want you out of those jeans and I want you to do it
now.”

Eric’s heart skipped a beat at her words and he felt himself grow even harder which he wouldn’t have thought possible. He swallowed noisily and his eyes searched her face to see if she really wanted to do this. He wouldn’t survive if she was just teasin
g him.

“Are you sure about this baby? You’re only just out of hospital and you went through so much a week ago and to be honest, I’m frightened I’ll lose control. I’m so close to blowing, you have no
idea.”

“I want to do this Eric and I can’t wait for you to blow. I’m going to suck on you until you come in my mouth.” She told him and he felt his knees sag slightly at her words, enough that he had to grab her shoulders to steady himself. Her words were both heaven and his own private hell. He still had that little trace of guilt that was trying to tell him not to subject her to this but when it came down to thinking with his head or his little head, he knew which one was going to win this
time.

Before he was lost completely to his desire he had to be sure this was what she wanted. “Fuck baby, you’re driving me crazy. Are you sure?” His eyes searched her
face.

She simply smirked at him. “Well put it this way Mr CEO, if you don’t get those jeans off in 10 seconds then I’m going to have to assume you don’t want my mouth on you. Last chance Mr, what’s it to be?” She raised an eyebrow a
t him.

Oh fuck, but he couldn’t fight that. He wanted her lips wrapped around him. He wanted the release she could give him with that clever mouth and with a loud groan he reached for his belt, fumbling with the buckle so long he started cursing as he struggled to get it undone as quickly as possible. Once it was finally undone, he popped the button, gingerly lowering his fly over his straining erection and shoved his jeans down his legs where he tried to step out of them. All the time he struggled, Natasha was watching him with a look of amusement on her face. He tried to push his jeans off, forgetting about his shoes and when they became tangled around his shoes he started doing a one legged hop until he managed to kick them free and finally his jeans. He cursed to himself over how long that had taken. If she was serious about the 10 seconds then he was sure he’d gone over time and if she denied him now he seriously thought he might break down and
weep.

When he was naked from the waist down he stood before her again, nervously waiting to see what she was going to do. She tilted her head to one side as she glanced up at him then lifted her wrist, looking down at it like she was checking the
time.

“Hmm.” She studied her wrist. “Not sure you got done in the allocated 10 seconds Mr CEO. Whether to let you off on that technicality or not, now that is the ques
tion.”

He let loose on a string of curses as he waited to see if she was going to torture him and wondered how she could keep referring to the time when she had no fucking watch on anyway. As he waited for her to respond, fear started clawing at his stomach. If she denied him now, he didn’t know what he
’d do.

She looked up at him and something about what he was thinking must have showed on his face. “Oh you poor baby. Do you think I’m ser
ious?”

“God I hope not. Don’t be a cock tease baby, my heart couldn’t take it.” He gr
owled.

She smiled at him again as she lifted her arms, circling is buttocks, her fingers digging into him as she pulled gently on him until he stepped closer to her. He could feel his heart thundering in his chest and his cock bobbed between them with every frantic beat of his
heart.

She placed her hands on either side of it, like he was the sandwich between her palms and slowly she slid them up and down his shaft before bringing her hands together over the head where a drop of pre cum had beaded and was just hanging
there.

As Eric watched Natasha, she bent forward and licked up the drop which made him suck in a deep breath at the sight of what she’d done and the touch of her warm wet tongue against his engorged
cock.

She tilted her head until she met his eyes and as they stared at one another, she ran her tongue up the length of his shaft and back down again, tracing her way over the veins that bulged along his length. It was so hot to watch but she was frustrating the hell out of him because it wasn’t enough. “Oh fuck baby, more. Fuck me with that gorgeous mouth of yours.” His voice was
husky.

She smiled at him and as he watched her mouth opened and she took him in deep. His gaze shifted to watch his cock disappearing past those soft lips of hers and he groaned again, realising that he wasn’t going to last very long. He was as horny as hell and so turned on, he wasn’t far off expl
oding.

“Fuck yes baby. Suck me, suck me hard.” He gr
oaned.

She started sucking on him, drawing him deep into her mouth and her hands cupped his balls as she worked him deeper and deeper, occasionally grazing her teeth lightly up his l
ength.

Oh fuck but he wasn’t going to be able to hold on much longer. She was driving him insane with every draw of her lips around his cock, with every flick of her tongue over the head. He gasped, trying to draw air into his tortured lungs as his excitement grew. He tunnelled his hands through her hair and he could no longer stop himself from thrusting gently into her mouth. He tried to control it as he was worried he’d overwhelm her but he couldn’t stop, fuck it, he just couldn’t
stop.

He felt himself getting even harder as she sucked on him and he knew he was lost. The pressure building in him became too much and with her name shouted from his lips, he threw his head back, his fingers buried in her hair to hold himself steady and he exploded. The pleasure with every spurt of cum to the back of her throat was so intense he could do nothing more than shout out her name over and over again until he had finished pumping his seed into her
mouth.

Eric could hear her swallowing and milking him with those sweet lips of hers until he was spent. His body trembled, his heart pounded violently in his chest and as the intensity of his release seeped through his body, his legs couldn’t support him anymore and he sank to the floor on his knees, dropping his head on Natasha’s lap as she sat on th
e bed.

He could feel her fingers combing through his hair and he sighed, a deep satisfied sigh, wrapping his arms around her legs as his body slowly came down from his climax. God but he’d missed her. One week without her had felt like a life time. He’d missed the intimacy with her, he’d simply missed everything about her. He loved her so much and not just because of what she could do for him with that amazing mouth of hers, but just who she was as a person and the fact that she loved him too, without judgement of his past. Her love was unconditional and she meant everything to him. He knew his life had merely been an existence before her and only now was he truly living. She had given herself to him, then she’d given him her heart and finally the most precious gift of all, the twins. He smiled to himself when he thought about them. He was so relieved they’d slept and he hadn’t been denied his release. He wasn’t sure what he’d have done if they’d woken up part way th
rough.

Finally he raised his head to meet her gaze. “God I love you baby. You are the most amazing woman I’ve ever known. Despite everything you’ve been through, you still did that for me and fuck, I thought I was going to die woman.” He did too. He’d come so hard he’d realised that if he’d died at that moment, he’d have died a happ
y man.

She laughed at his words. “I thought I was going to die too Eric. That was quite a load Mr CEO. I think it’s safe to say you were an over achiever just then. I nearly couldn’t keep up and thought I was going to choke. Now how would you explain that one to the authori
ties?”

He burst out laughing at her words. Something about this conversation was a little strange after what she’d been through a week ago. “God baby, you make me laugh. So beautiful, smart, funny and sexy as hell. Choked to death while giving a blow job. Is that what I’d have to tell the authorities?” He gave a look of mock horror. “Damn, I wouldn’t like to have to tell your Mother that one.” He grinned up at her before dropping his head back in her lap and enjoying more of just having her close and being able to hold her
again.

After a while he reluctantly raised his head. “Well much as I’d love to just stay like this forever baby we should go downstairs. Beverly should be home soon. She’s gone shopping to make sure the house is well stocked with all the food that you love. I want to make sure you’re well fed when you have the twins feeding off you sweetheart. You already look like you’ve lost some weight and I want you healthy and h
appy.”

He pulled himself to his feet and stepped back into his jeans before sitting on the bed alongside of Natasha to pull his shoes and socks back on. Once he was dressed again he helped her to her feet and together they headed downs
tairs.

When Beverly got back to the house Eric was pleased to see that Natasha and his new housekeeper appeared to get on well. She was a tall slim woman in her early 50’s with shoulder length greying hair. She was professional but had a kind nature and it was obvious she was going to be an excellent help for Natasha as she was very knowledgeable when it came to children and caring for
them.

She had lunch ready for them within half an hour and when the twins woke she went upstairs to get them and bring them down to Natasha. She even helped show his wife the best way to feed them and helped with the burping and changing of them. As Eric watched the two women together he realised that once Alice was well again that it would probably be a good idea to keep Beverly on as well as her nursing background and her knowledge with children would be a big help for Natasha. She looked so tired at times and he hated to see her like that. Ok, he knew new Mothers got tired but most weren’t recovering from the kind of trauma she’d suffered through at their birth and most weren’t on crutches with a broken leg e
ither.

Natasha telling Beverly how much she loved her drew his attention back to the conversation and his heart skipped a beat as he watched her and the huge smile on her face that she was directing at their new housekeeper. God but she was so beautiful and when she smiled like that, her whole face lit up and her eyes sparkled. “Geez Rothman you do have it bad, don’t you?” That little voice inside him said and he had to agree. He had it really bad for his
wife.

He listened with half an ear as Beverly tried to tell Natasha not to be so hard on herself when his wife said she struggled a bit caring for two chi
ldren.

“With all you’ve been through and I must admit you are looking very calm and relaxed for a new Mum.” Beverly tried to reassure Natasha and Eric had to agree with the housekeeper. His wife was doing an amazing job as a ne
w Mum.

He walked over to her and slipped his arms around her shoulders, staring down at Erica who was sleeping in her mother’s arms. “You’re a wonderful Mother baby, don’t sell yourself s
hort.”

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Over the next several weeks a routine with the twins was established with Beverly’s help. Natasha seemed more relaxed and Erica and Nathaniel were thriving, gaining weight and gradually becoming more se
ttled.

Alice was discharged from hospital and spent two weeks in the house before she felt well enough to start getting back to work although Eric refused to allow her to do much besides very light work and only for short periods of time despite her pro
tests.

When she moved back into her cottage Eric kept Beverly on since she’d become such an important addition to their lives and she was given the bedroom next to the nursery as
hers.