Page 10 of Christmas Games
However, if making her come was the source of his greatest pleasure, being interrupted whilst doing so was the source of his greatestdispleasure.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
‘Rory,’ she gasped. ‘There’s someone at the—’
He flicked his tongue faster. Zoe’s thighs were trembling. She was so close. Unless the cabin was on fire, he wasn’t going to stop.
‘Hang on!’ Zoe cried to whoever was outside. ‘I’m commmmmmmmmminnnnggggggg!’
Her body stiffened, and he held her tightly, licking harder, pushing the wave of her orgasm faster through her till her body convulsed on the bed.
‘Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,’ she gasped.
When Zoe’s body went limp, Rory gently pulled away and covered her with the duvet. He was still dressed, so adjusted his cock for decency, stalked to the door and opened it a crack.
‘Fiona, is everything okay?’
‘It is now. Ish,’ she replied. ‘Congratulations, by the way. Is your mum pleased?’
‘She doesn’t know. We’ve only told Zoe’s parents so far.’
‘Well, they must have accidentally let the cat out of the bag, or the bun out of the oven.’ She passed him her phone. ‘Don’t panic, it’s gone now. This is just a screenshot.’
Rory stared at Brad’s face on his Instagram feed. He looked deranged with excitement. The caption across the bottom screamed: ‘I’m gonna be a Pop Pop!!!’
What. The. Fuck.
‘Luckily, Sam saw it pretty much the moment it was posted and called me. I told her Zoe was about ten seconds pregnant and hadn’t told anyone yet. So Sam phoned Brad and made him take it down. We think it was only up for about ten minutes.’
‘What’s going on?’ Zoe asked from behind him.
Rory handed her the phone. ‘It’s been deleted now.’
‘Oh god.’ Her hand went to her stomach. ‘But only Mum knows! And I told her not to tell anyone.’
‘Your dad must have accidentally said something.’
Her eyes welled up. ‘I wanted this to be a secret. Something just for us. Even if only for a little while.’
He pulled her into his arms. ‘I know.’
‘And the first three months are the most…’ She broke off as if she couldn’t say what they were all thinking.
Rory turned to Fiona. ‘You okay to stay with Zoe for twenty minutes while I drive up the hill and attempt to murder my mother’s husband with only the power of my voice?’
Fiona grinned. ‘Yep, no worries.’
‘Will you phone my dad too?’ Zoe asked. ‘If it was him, he’s going to be devastated.’
He kissed the top of her head. ‘Of course. He hasn’t done anything wrong.’
Zoe frowned. ‘Be nice to Brad. He’s just excited, that’s all. He doesn’t mean any harm.’
Rory’s response was a harrumph. He wasn’t going to make any promises he couldn’t keep.
Rory pulledinto a layby where he knew there was reception. He was perfectly happy insulated from the rest of the world with Zoe at the cabin, but if something happened to her or the baby, the lack of phone signal wasn’t practical. Herubbed his stubble and sighed. Things were going to change whether he wanted them to or not.
Taking a deep breath, he rang his mother’s number in LA.
