Henry (The Beck Brothers) (19 page)

"Ready?
”
Henry asked.

Claire nodded.
"Yes, I want you so bad,
”
she whispered.

"God, I want you,
too,
”
Henry groaned. He
gathered her up in his arms as he started to push his way in.

Henry stared down at
her while he worked his way inside of her. She was so tight. So tight. They
were both gasping by the time he was fully sheathed. Henry dropped his forehead
to Claire's shoulder and took a few deep breaths.

"You okay?
”
Claire breathed.

"Don't move or
this will be over before I even get started,
”
Henry grunted.
    

"Okay."

Henry got himself
under control so that he could start moving. He pulled back slowly before
thrusting forward. Claire let out a low moan. Henry started off slowly, but
then picked up the pace. He pushed up onto his hands so that he could look down
at the gorgeous woman under him; her breasts bounced with each thrust, her
flushed cheeks, the look of ecstasy on her face. Henry looked down to watch his
cock glide into her, but had to stop before he lost it.

Claire reached up and
grabbed the back of his neck to pull him down. She kissed him hard, smothering
a scream that ripped up her throat as she started to convulse around him. Henry
couldn't fight it any longer. With a few final thrusts, he came, almost passing
out from the intensity of it. He collapsed on top of Claire, but kept his
weight on his forearms so he didn't crush her. He buried his face in her neck,
while he tried to calm his racing heart. That had been the best sex he'd ever
had. Henry lifted his head to look down at Claire. Her eyes were closed, her
lips parted.

Henry brushed a piece
of hair off her face and kissed her softly. "I love you Claire,
”
he said, his lips brushing
hers.

Claire opened her eyes
and smiled. She kissed him tenderly and whispered, "I love you, too,
Henry."

Henry smiled against
her mouth before kissing her again, this time like his life depended on it.

Chapter 12

Henry woke to the
smell of bacon and his ribs aching. He might have over done it, making love to
Claire three times last night, but it was totally worth going through a little
pain this morning. She was incredible; sexy and sensual. The sounds she made,
shit, just thinking about it made him hard.

Henry rolled out of
bed and grabbed his sweatpants off the floor. After yanking them on, he put his
t-shirt back on. No doubt Ethan was up. Henry didn't want Ethan to see his
battered ribs. Henry then saw his bag sitting in front of the dresser; Claire
must have brought it into the bedroom this morning. He went over and grabbed his
toiletry bag, which had his pain meds and toothbrush, and then he headed down
the hall to the bathroom.

After brushing his
teeth and going to the bathroom, he took one of his Percocet to ease the pain
in his ribs. Leaving his bag in the bathroom, he shuffled into the living room
where Ethan was watching
Yo Gabba Gabba
.
Beyond the living room was the kitchen where Claire had her back to him, where
she stood at the stove. Henry smiled. This felt so right.

Walking up behind the
couch, Henry bent down and gave Ethan a kiss on the top of his head. Ethan
looked up at him and smiled before looking back at the TV. Henry was no match
for Muno and Brobee.

Henry moved into the
kitchen where he sidled up behind Claire and wrapped his arms around her waist.
He nuzzled his face into the side of her neck, making her giggle and squirm
because he was tickling her. Damn, it felt good to be able to touch her like
this, whenever he wanted.

"Morning, love,
”
Henry murmured, kissing her
cheek.

"Morning.
”
She smiled, turning her head
for a kiss on the lips.

"How are you
feeling?
”
Henry asked.

"A little sore,
”
Claire admitted, "But I'll
be fine. I've just been out of the game for too long."

Henry chuckled and
gave her a squeeze before going over to the Keurig and picking out a dark roast
from the carousel next to it.

"How are your
ribs?
”
Claire asked,
sending him a concerned glance over her shoulder.

"Achy, I just
took a Percocet,
”
Henry
replied as he went to grab the creamer from the fridge.

Claire nodded and turned
back to the bacon and eggs that she was cooking. Henry fixed his coffee the way
he liked then turned and leaned back against the counter. He took a sip of his
coffee, watching Claire over the rim of his mug. He felt so blessed to be here
with her and Ethan, so lucky to have the chance to be part of their life.

When the food was
ready, the three of them sat at the table to eat. Ethan sat in his booster seat
across from Henry. Claire put scrambled eggs on Ethan's plate before scooping
some onto Henry's, and then her own.

"So are you going
to tell me what happened with your mother yesterday?
”
Claire asked before crunching down on a piece of
bacon. She looked gorgeous in the morning. No makeup, strawberry blonde hair up
high in a messy bun, sweatpants, and a t-shirt.

Henry sighed and poked
at his eggs.
“
Sebastian
totally freaked on her, told her to stay out of our lives. He was livid. I've
never seen him that angry before,
”
he said quietly.

Claire watched him
warily. "What did you say?"

"I agreed with him.
”
Henry snorted.
 
"I need a break from all her
sh...stuff. She said some nasty things about you and blamed my defense of you
on the drugs."

"I can't
understand why she doesn't like me,
”
Claire huffed.

"It's not you,
it's her. She doesn't like any women getting close to us. She thinks she'll
lose us somehow if we're with someone."

“
Well she lost you anyway,
”
Claire murmured.

“
Yeah, for now.
 
I'm hoping she sees the error of her
ways and apologizes,
”
Henry
said, taking a sip of his coffee.

Claire snorted.
“
Don
’
t count on it, your mom seems pretty
stubborn."

Henry nodded.
“
Oh she is, but I'm sure my dad
is going to flip on her also, get her to think for once."

They talked a little
more about Henry's mother, and then moved on about work. They both decided it
would be best to keep their relationship quiet at work. It would only
complicate things for Henry when it came to having respect from his employees.
They already had enough rumors going around about them, but they were just
that, rumors. No one had any hard evidence, and they weren't about to give it
to them. So come Monday morning, they were going to go into work and act like
they always did around each other, friendly and professional.

                                                 
~~~~~

Henry sighed as he sat
behind his desk Monday morning. It felt good to be back, he hated being out of
work. His whole routine had been screwed up, he needed to get back to business,
get back on his schedule. His ribs were feeling much better, and he was even
able to take the binding off. It was starting to bother him anyway. Everyone
had been really nice when he walked in, asking him how he was, and telling him
they were glad he was okay and back.

A knock on his door
almost had him groaning out loud. Already it was starting. But when the door
opened and Claire walked in, his irritation fled. He smiled brightly at the
gorgeous woman sauntering into his office with a coffee and bag of food in
hand. Claire looked great this morning, wearing a modest but sexy royal blue
dress that made her eyes pop. Her strawberry blonde hair was pulled to the
side, and a loose braid hung over her shoulder to touch the top of her breast.
Thank god he was sitting behind his desk because his cock liked the way she
looked today. Well, every day for that matter.

"Good morning
Henry.
”
Claire smiled gently.
She stopped in front of his desk to place his coffee, and most likely a
sausage, egg and cheese on a plain bagel.

"Morning,
Darlin'.
”
Henry grinned,
reaching for his coffee.

"You have a
shit-load to catch up on, so I scheduled a meeting with Asher in twenty
minutes, so he can catch you up,
”
Claire said, in business mode. She was sexy in business mode.

"Okay,
”
Henry said, taking a sip of his
delicious coffee, which Claire always fixed so perfectly.

"And I'm still
going through your phone messages. After those, I'll start on your
emails."

Henry nodded, grabbing
the bag and opening it. He pulled out his sandwich, unwrapped it, and took a
bite. He groaned and closed his eyes. "So good,
”
he moaned.

Claire snorted.
"Okaaaay, you enjoy that and I'll get back to you in a little while,
”
she said as she turned and
started for the door.

Henry watched her ass
sway as she walked in her high heels. The dress hugged her perfectly shaped
ass, an ass he'd seen naked and bent over in front of him. If he didn't have a
mouthful of food he'd probably drool. And damn her legs were so fucking nice.
The dress stopped about mid-thigh, not really short, but still showing off her
amazing legs.

Claire grabbed the
doorknob then sent a saucy glance over her shoulder. "Quit staring at my
ass, Beck,
”
she purred and
winked before walking out.

Henry had a feeling
keeping their relationship a secret in the office was going to be fun. He
smiled to himself. Yes, very fun indeed.

                                                 
~~~~~

Claire giggled, she
was definitely drunk. Henry had taken her out to dinner for their three month
anniversary, where she drank just a bit too much wine. Her dad had Ethan for
the night because she planned on staying over at Henry's for the night. It was
about nine o'clock when they walked into Henry's kitchen from the garage.
Claire had had her hands all over Henry in the car, and she could tell he was
fighting for control. But she liked it when he lost control; it wasn
’
t often, but it was sexy as
hell.

Henry shut the door to
the garage, grabbed her, and pushed her up against it. Claire let out an
excited squeal before giggling again. Henry's hard body was pressed against
her, his mouth dropping down to devour hers. His hands slid up the back of her
thighs to squeeze her bare ass. She had worn a thong with the dress she had on.

"You like to
drive me crazy don't you?
”
Henry growled, nipping on her bottom lip.

"Uh huh,
”
Claire giggled, wrapping her
arms around his neck so she could lift her leg and hook it around his waist.

Henry groaned.
"You want me to fuck you against the door?"

"Yes,
”
Claire breathed; the thought
had her completely turned on.

Henry kissed her hard,
stealing Claire's breath away. She was so caught up in the kiss that she didn't
even realize that Henry had undone his pants and pushed them down his thighs.
She felt him yank her thong aside; he lifted her, his hand gripping her right
under her ass. When she came down it was right onto him. Claire cried out into
his mouth and locked her ankles together. Henry's chest was pressed against
hers, holding her against the door.

Henry thrust up into
her hard and fast, causing Claire to cry out. Henry's lips brushed hers as he
pumped into her, his hot panting breaths mixing with hers. Claire could feel
herself getting close. She gasped Henry's name and grabbed handfuls of his
hair, pulling his head back. Henry cried out and pumped harder. His fingers dug
into the flesh of her ass, and she knew she was going to be bruised in the
morning, not that she cared.

Claire banged her head
back against the door and screamed as she came hard. Her thighs locked tight
around Henry's hips as she convulsed around him. Henry cursed and slammed into
her a couple more times before thrusting in to the hilt and staying there. A
hoarse shout escaped him. Claire could feel him pulsing inside of her. She
easily nipped at his exposed neck, since she still had his head pulled back.

"Henry? Is
everything okay in...
”
they
heard his mother's worried voice before she let out a startled cry.

Claire and Henry both
whipped their heads around to stare wide eyed at his mother, Anne, who was
standing in the doorway of the kitchen. She must have walked in the front door.
She was frozen, staring at them, her eyes wide as saucers, and her face red and
stricken.

"I...I...
”
she stuttered.

"Jesus Christ
mom, turn around!
”
Henry
snapped.