10. Micah

Micah smiled at Lucy and brushed a stray hair out of her eyes.

"How do you feel?" he asked.

"That was amazing," she said. "It is always like that?"

"With me it is. I can't answer for other people, but I like to think that I know how to please a woman."

"I don't have any other standards to measure you by, but I would give you an A plus. It was incredible," she said.

"You're going to make my head swell with the ego boost if you keep talking like that," Micah said.

Lucy grinned.

"So, keep talking like that," Micah teased.

"I think that your ego is quite big enough," Lucy said. "Maybe I should have done what a lot of employers do when giving evaluations. I should grade you low because there is always room to improve."

"I've always thought that was a terrible practice. I always give my employees the review they deserve, whether it's great or not. You did right by giving me high marks."

"I guess that means if times ever get difficult you could always become a gigolo and service lonely women. You can give them a scorecard and ask for tips above your going rate if you get good marks."

"I guess you would be my pimp and take twenty percent?"

"Sixty percent," Lucy joked. "I have to be able to pay for my gold chains, gold grill, and a cool ride."

"You're tough," Micah said.

"It's a dog-eat-dog world," Lucy replied.

Micah was glad that Lucy was relaxed enough to joke around with him and that she had enjoyed herself. He had to admit that it had been more than just a good fuck. Although he couldn't define it, there had been some kind of connection between the two of them that made this time feel different than it ever had in the past with other women.

She sat up and yawned. "I'm tired, so I'm going to take a nap."

Lucy got dressed and walked to the door. "You'll call me, right?" Laughing, she winked at him and left.

Micah laid back on the bed with his hands laced behind his head. He was surprised that he felt a little disappointed. Cuddling together, and maybe napping together, sounded amazing. The bed felt empty after she left.

What is wrong with you? You got what you wanted. You put your seed in her and hopefully created the baby.

Something deep in his soul wanted more. A niggle in the back of his mind told him that Lucy was starting to mean more to him than just the person who would carry his child and then fade out. He enjoyed hanging out with her and looked forward to seeing her.

There is no way that I'm starting to develop feelings for her, am I?

He stared at the ceiling and sighed. Micah had to admit to himself that there was a tug inside of him when he was with her. He was happy and relaxed while they were hanging out. There was also the fact that she didn't have any expectations as to how he should act, since he had a few dollars in the bank. She accepted him for who he was at face value.

Micah worked in his office for a couple of hours. After he finished some paperwork, he went in search of Lucy. She was in the gazebo. Her fingers were on the keyboard of her computer, but she was staring off into space.

"Lost in space again?" he asked.

She screamed and almost knocked her computer off the table. "Don't sneak up behind me," she said, pointing her finger at him. "I once stabbed a guy who did that to me."

"You did?" Micah asked, surprised.

"Yes. I had a pen in my hand. He came up behind me and gave me a wet willy. I automatically jerked my hand back and the pen went about a quarter of an inch inside of him."

"If someone licked their finger and stuck it in my ear, I would probably stab them, too."

They walked around the garden and talked. Micah couldn't remember the last time he relaxed and enjoyed the colorful blooms that exploded on his land. He lost track of time and was surprised when his phone buzzed.

"Vera said it's time to eat."

After dinner, they watched the first two Annabelle movies in Lucy's sitting room. They snuggled up close and snacked on popcorn and black cherry Kool-Aid.

"I can't remember when I last drank Kool-Aid," Micah said. "I think you're a bad influence on me."

"Well, I can't have beer or wine, and it wouldn't be nice if you drank it in front of me," Lucy said. "If I have to suffer, so do you."

Micah laughed and looked into her blue eyes. They seemed to reflect the ocean, at once calm and tempestuous. He was sure that he could get lost staring into them.

He gently touched her face with his hand and then put two fingers under her chin. The world stood still as he pressed his lips against hers.

The kiss was full of passion and want. This time, she was as intense with the kiss as he was. Her tongue pressed against his lips and she explored his mouth. She hungrily consumed him as her arms wrapped around him.

The scent of vanilla and her essence flooded his senses. His heart thundered and electricity coursed through him. He could feel himself becoming hard and threatening to explode out of his pants.

When she pulled away, he asked, "Are you up for a second dose of what you got earlier?"

He tried to make it sound like a tease or a joke, but his voice was husky with desire and want.

She put her hand on his face and then trailed down to his shoulder, across his chest, toward his stomach, and down to his waist. Lucy leaned over and gently nibbled on his neck. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of this beautiful woman exploring him.

After a minute, he said, "I'll take that as a yes."

Lucy grinned and nodded.

Somehow, their clothes disappeared and they were in the bedroom. He gently laid her back on the bed. Micah slipped his fingers between her legs. She was hot and wet.

He put the tip of his thick shaft inside the slit and slowly pushed himself inside. She pressed her head back into the pillow and closed her eyes. Their bodies moved together as he pulled almost all the way out and drove back in.

"You feel so good," Lucy exclaimed. "Oh my lord."

Micah panted as he pistoned in and out of her, her velvety soft pussy walls caressing his cock.

"Your body was made for me," he moaned.

Lucy raised her hips to meet his and she cried out, "Micah. Yes."

Her body trembled and her pussy walls pulsated around him. A hot wave of pure ecstasy poured over him.

A raging inferno burned inside of him. Every cell inside of him was on fire. He pulled back out and drove hard and deep inside of her. A geyser of his seed shot into her womb.

He collapsed on the bed next to her. She snuggled next to him and laid her head on his shoulder. Soon he realized that the soft purring sound came from her. She had fallen asleep.

Micah wasn't sure whether he should stay or go back to his room. He lay with her for a while until his arm went to sleep. Slowly, he pulled it out from under her. She grunted and turned over, sprawling out over the bed.

He rolled out and pulled the sheet and blanket over her. Grinning, Micah rummaged through the desk and found a sticky note and a pen. He put the sticky note on the mirror of the vanity and went to bed.

Lucy laughed at him the next morning at breakfast. "You think you're funny, don't you?"

"I know I'm funny," he said. "I have a bunch of meetings and other business I have to take care of. I probably won't be home until late."

"Michelle, Ronnie, and Vera will take good care of me," she said. "Don't worry your pretty little head."

The day went by slowly. Micah checked his watch, expecting to see that several hours had gone by. It had been only half an hour since the last time he looked. Although he expected it, he was disappointed that Lucy was already asleep when he got home.

He took her out for a brief walk on the mountain after breakfast the next morning. They showered together and had sex.

"I'm sorry I can't hang out. I have to get to work," he said.

"No worries," she told him. "I'll work on my book. I finally have my outline exactly the way I want it."

"What's it about?"

"An obsessive stalker told from the point of view of both the stalker and the stalkee."

Micah raised his eyebrows. "Is stalkee a word?"

"It is now."

He had a late dinner meeting with a potential client who wanted to sell some land in Colorado, so once again, Lucy was already in bed when he got home. He only briefly saw her the next morning before he dashed out of the house. Micah got home just when they were finishing up dinner.

Micah was exhausted but knew that Lucy's ovulation window was closing. He showered and knocked on her suite door.

"I was hoping I would see you," she said.

"Have you missed me?"

"No, of course not," Lucy teased.

"Take off your clothes and lay on your stomach."

"Direct and to the point, I see. No foreplay," Lucy said as she obeyed his command.

Micah undressed, too. He poured a dab of warmed oil into his hands and massaged her legs, starting just above her ankles and working his way up to her ass. His fingers kneaded her butt.

She moaned. "Now I know there are two things you could do if your business goes belly up."

"Already planning on how to use me," he said.

"You know it."

He massaged her lower back and all the way to her shoulders. Micah loved the moans and mewing sounds. He was getting hard just from touching her.

"Turn over."

She obeyed and closed her eyes as he massaged her shoulders, her breasts, and her stomach. He worked his way down to her ankles. She purred as he rubbed her body.

"Turn back over and get on your hands and knees."

Lucy quickly obeyed. Micah pushed two fingers inside of her and grinned. She was more than ready for him.

He pushed inside of her with one swift move. Micah gripped her hips, as their bodies rocked back and forth in a rhythm that only their souls could hear. She began to moan loudly and she exploded. He erupted moments later.

"I read that if the woman comes within a minute or so when the man does, it sucks the sperm inside of her, helping the whole getting pregnant thing to happen."

"It's a good thing I know how to make your body scream," he said.

"I can't complain."

Micah was busy for the next couple of days. He left right after breakfast and didn't return until everyone was in bed. Saturday, though, he had a reprieve.

When they were alone, he said, "I'm sorry I haven't been home."

"It's okay. It's not like we're a couple or anything. You don't owe me an explanation."

He thought that he detected a little bit of sadness in her statement.

Does she want to be a couple? Micah was a little shocked to discover that he wasn't upset by the idea.

"How about if I take you to Carlsbad Caverns?"

"Sounds fun."

They had a great time. Micah couldn't remember when he had so much fun with another person. He had been so focused on work that he hadn't made time for fun. When he was little, his mother tried to take him to do something fun once in a while, but because his father was such a jerk, fun outings were few and far between.

Micah realized that it wasn't just the outing itself that was fun. It was Lucy. They hung out Sunday, watched movies, and went for a walk on the mountain. He almost dreaded going back to work, because he had enjoyed himself so much.

His mother, Rose, brought him a couple maple-glazed donuts topped with bacon, which was his favorite.

"What's the bribe for?"

"Information."

"You want to know about Lucy."

"Yeah. Your father is about to lose his mind over the fact that you have a woman living in your mansion and you won't tell him about her."

Micah sighed and sat back in his chair, taking a bite of the donut.

"You have to tell me now. You accepted the bribe."

"I met Lucy at the fertility clinic. I hired her to be a surrogate. I am ready to start a family and I didn't want to adopt, at least not yet. I wasn't dating anyone, so I thought this would be a good option."

Rose's jaw dropped and her eyes got wide. She put her fingers to her mouth and gasped. "I'm going to be a grandma?"

"Hopefully," Micah said.

"Is Lucy going to be a part of the baby's life?"

"Yes. Lucy is a wonderful woman and we've become good friends. She'll make a great auntie. She has already threatened to spoil the baby and then send it back home."

"Lucy sounds perfect. I would love to meet her," Rose said.

"I'll ask her. She might not be comfortable with the situation yet. After all, she and I aren't a couple."

"Ask her for me, please," Rose said.

"I will," Micah promised. "Please don't tell Dad about this. He is such a close-minded prig."

"I won't. I can only imagine how he would react."

Micah texted Lucy. My mother wants to meet you. She's really cool, but you don't have to if you don't want to.

His phone blinged a minute later.

Sure.

Can I give her your number?

Yes.

Rose was delighted. "I'll see if she can have lunch with me tomorrow." She pointed her finger at Micah. "You aren't invited."

"That hurts my feelings." He stuck out his bottom lip and put on a sad face.

"I really doubt if your feelings are hurt, so don't even try."

After Rose left, Micah thought about Lucy. She had said they weren't in a relationship. Micah thought that he might want to be, though.