Pleasure for Him (5 page)

“Well, everything is white. My favourite colour.”

Disappointment etched his face.
Oh geez.

“Okay, so that’s not the answer you’re looking for.”

He shook his head. “Try again.”

She glanced over at Josh for help.

“Um, I better get to that food,” he said quickly. He tossed aside the white satin sheets and padded naked across the room and slipped out of the open door.

“You both have nice asses,” she teased. “But I get the feeling that’s not the theme on this island.” She laughed, suddenly feeling nervous.

Ryland didn’t say anything as he also climbed out of bed.

She tried to grab his hand and yank him back into bed, but he was moving too fast and she missed. He laughed. It was a rich, genuine noise that came from deep inside his chest and the sound made her feel so loved.

“I sure know how to clear a bedroom. Was it something I said?” she asked.

“Keep guessing,” he tossed over his shoulder and strolled towards a nearby dresser. She tried not to react to the erotic way his semi-erect cock bobbed as he slid the dresser drawer open and reached inside.

She ached to have him back in bed with her. Holding her, cuddling with her and making love to her. She gazed around, desperate to figure out what the theme was that he asked her to guess. Everything had a white theme, but he’d said that wasn’t it. Everything was perfect. If she was to pick a getaway for downtime, this place would be it and the house…her dream house was what she’d first thought when she’d seen it.

She jolted as realisation hit her. Could this mean he was about to…?

She swallowed at her suddenly dry throat. Both anxiety and exhilaration zipped through her. The excitement won as she watched him pull on a pair of black leisure pants. He was up to something big. It was in the intense way he looked at her as he came back to the bed, then held out his hand to her.

“Come here,” he said quietly. His eyes blazed with so much love it almost hurt to see him this way. So exposed and vulnerable. She could read his feelings flittering across his face. Love. Hope. Fear.

Okay. Now he was really making her nervous. What was he up to?

She gathered the sheets around her and scooted over to his side of the bed. He took her hand and to her surprise, he dropped onto one knee in front of her. He kept his gaze to her face, while he fumbled with his free hand for something in his pant pocket. For a moment, she forgot how to breathe, then remembered and inhaled deeply, trying to stay calm.

“New house,” he began. “Nice place to live. A big yacht to cruise to the other islands with and visit friends and to shop. And this…”

He reached up and poised the most beautiful pink diamond ring at the tip of her ring finger.

“Oh my goodness,” she breathed as amazement embraced her.

“Lily Rose Tiffany, will you marry me?”

Shock made her speechless. White theme. Dream house. Secluded place to live away from the paparazzi. And an engagement ring.

It was breathtakingly gorgeous and she could only stare at it, watching the sparkles bounce off the big diamond in the sunlight streaming in from the various skylights and windows.

“Interesting reaction.” He chuckled. “But not quite the answer I am looking for.”

She gazed up at him and he cocked an eyebrow at her. Oh! He was waiting for an answer!

She could think of no other man she would want to spend the rest of her life with. No other man who could make her happier than she was right at this moment.

“Yes, yes, I will marry you, Ry.” She’d known they would marry in the beach gazebo!

“That’s the answer I am looking for.” He grinned and slipped the ring onto her shaky finger. “A perfect fit. Just like you and I are,” he said in a thick voice. The look of happiness in his eyes made an array of emotions clutch at her chest and brought tears to her eyes. He blurred in front of her and she quickly brushed the tears away with the back of her hand and then she drew her gaze back to the ring.

Oh my gosh.
A pink diamond engagement ring. It was so lovely. Her vision blurred again.

“No, don’t go crying on me, Lily,” Ryland whispered. He moved onto the bed beside her and brushed her tears away with his thumbs. He beamed. “Wait, I know how to keep you from crying.”

He scooped her into his arms, bringing her onto his lap. She gasped as the thick knot of his erection pressed against her ass as he kissed her. The intensity of his power and her need for him to be in her life forever shook her to her very core.

Just then a quick rap came at the door. Ryland broke the kiss and Josh walked into the bedroom. He was fully dressed in blue jogging pants and a smart white polo shirt. He carried a silver tray that held a champagne bottle and several wine glasses.

“A toast to the newly engaged couple,” he said as he placed the tray onto the nearby night table.

Ryland laughed and hugged her closer to him. “How did you know I was going to propose now?”

“You had a funny look on your face. I just knew.” Josh grinned. He popped the cork and began pouring into the wine glasses. “Dom Perignon Rose, pink champagne to go along with your pink diamond ring.” Josh winked at Lily as she handed her a glass filled with the pink bubbly liquid. “He took me ring shopping with him, that’s how I know. When he saw the ring, he said, that’s for my Lily. The most beautiful woman in the world and of course, I agreed.”

Lily’s cheeks flamed at Josh’s compliment. He was such a sweet man and a fantastic lover.

Josh handed Ryland a glass, then poured himself one too.

Josh lifted his goblet. “A toast. To my good friends. I have no doubt you will have many decades of happiness and may you fill this house with children.”

The three of them clinked glasses and Lily sipped the wine, her body tingling at the bubbles tickling her tongue and throat.

Ryland gazed at her with love in his eyes. “We will be happy. Always.”

And Lily knew he spoke the truth.

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Sex: Outlawed!

Jan Springer

Excerpt

Chapter One

Earth Year 2304, Biosphere A1Z9

Dread flooded Anica Maine as she uploaded her day’s Netmail from her personal compudeck and noticed the final letter of warning from the Order of Authority.

She swore softly beneath her breath closed her eyes and tried hard to still the frantic beat of her heart.

Netmail from the Order of Authority meant only one thing.

It was her turn to be impregnated.

Why she was so surprised was beyond her. All her friends her age had already headed to the Impregnation Centres, gotten pregnant, had their perfect babies and went on with their lives.

She didn’t want to bear a baby. Not now. Not when her career was in full swing and she couldn’t afford to take time off work.

The timing was most inconvenient.

Besides, she’d heard the stories about how impersonal and boring those impregnation machines were. Some women even had to go everyday for months before they got impregnated.

And now it was her turn.

Anica sighed heavily and punched in the address to the nearest I Centre. It didn’t take her long to discover there was a waiting list. A very long waiting list that extended way past her deadline date.

Shit!

A quick scan of all the I Centres in the other Biospheres showed they too were booked solid.

It was all her fault. She’d procrastinated too long.

If she couldn’t get an appointment with an I Centre she’d have to go the alternate route of an old fashioned Doctor.

The Authority were quickly phasing out those Doctors now that perfect babies were one hundred percent guaranteed with machines.

But she had little choice.

The law was the law and with so little time left she was stuck.

“Doctor it is,” she mumbled angrily and set about finding one through the compudeck.

* * * *

“How much do you charge for your baby making services?”

The soft sultry voice made Doctor Zack Daly’s head snap up from the compudeck screen where he’d been watching the latest illegal sex movies he’d downloaded off a banned server. He swallowed at the tightness in his throat the instant he recognised the Biosphere’s top gardener, Anica Maine.

Damn gorgeous woman.

A perfect ten.

Six foot tall.

Waist length curly honey blonde hair. An hourglass figure. Sparkling brown eyes.

Generous perfectly shaped breasts pushed up against the tight knit green dress she wore.

His cock spasmed the instant his gaze settled on her luscious cupid’s arrow shaped lips.

Shit! He’d picked the wrong day to unblock his Sex Blocker.

She arched a well-manicured eyebrow at him. “There was no one at the greeting desk. Did I interrupt you?”

“No! Not at all. I was just doing research.” More like keeping himself illegally aroused since business was slow and getting slower.

He shifted uneasily in his chair, manoeuvring himself closer to his desk so she wouldn’t notice the hard bulge pressing against his pants. If she got an idea of what he’d been doing, she could easily press charges against him for being sexually aroused. He really should be more careful when and where he unblocked his Sex Blocker. With the recent changes regarding the quick phasing out of his specialties in favour of those fucking machines in the Impregnation Centres he hadn’t really expected any woman to show up today for his services.

Of late only desperate women with looming deadlines were seeking him out and by the way Anica’s hands were knotted together she was quite desperate.

“My baby making fees are twenty-two thousand super megadollars per hour which includes my moving in with you until you are pregnant or if you prefer we can schedule you office visits at your convenience.”

She frowned, obviously not pleased with his higher fees.

“The Impregnation Centres only charge nineteen thousand and a perfect baby is guaranteed,” she argued.

“True, but going that route you have a bigger chance at infection from improperly sterilised parts, not to mention the dildos are usually too short, unlike myself. With me you have a deeper penetration and a better chance at getting pregnant. Even if the baby is imperfect and aborted, your duty is technically fulfilled and you can go to court to fight against another impregnation order. I’ve heard women win those cases all the time.”

He could tell by the way her lips tilted ever so slightly at the edges that this would be something she might be interested in. These days some women would rather work on their careers than do their duty of being impregnated with the recommended one child. It was a loophole the Authority would soon close.

“Some women also find that the fucking machines in those Centres lose control and do some serious internal damage thus making it costlier than a Doctor’s services. Not to mention the waiting lists in between impregnation attempts are quite long. Rumor has it the I Centres use all kinds of tricks to keep a woman from getting pregnant too quickly so the Centres can get more money. That’s why there’s such a long waiting period. By the way when is your deadline?”

“One month from tomorrow.”

Zack let out a slow dramatic whistle for effect. “One month. You like to live dangerously, don’t you?”

“And you don’t?”

She eyed his computer warily.

Shit! Had she noticed he’d been watching illegal sex movies?

“You shouldn’t smoke that stuff.”

“What?”

“The marijuana ad on your computer. You shouldn’t even be looking at that. They’re talking about making it illegal again. Some people who smoke it too much aren’t passing their Perfect Scans and are being eliminated.”

“They are?” That was news to him. Maybe he should cut down too.

“I’ve checked with all the I Centres,” she continued coolly. “They have waiting lists longer than one month. If I go with you, how long before we can start?”

Shit! Right now! I’m primed and ready to fuck your brains out, lady.

“What’s your penalty for not being impregnated by the due date?”

She shrugged. “I was afraid to look.”

“Bring your wrist over here so I can scan your microchip for the information. It’s best we know what we’re dealing with. There have been some harsher laws just put in place. If you’re lucky, you didn’t get nailed.”

She held out her wrist. Zack couldn’t help but notice the velvety looking skin of her arm and wondered if the rest of her body appeared just as creamy soft. His cock tightened with need at that thought.

Down boy.

If he played it cool he’d have this gorgeous gal out of her clothes in no time flat, writhing beneath him with his long hard cock spearing her sweet juicy cunt. If she wasn’t receptive to being unblocked, but he truly had the feeling she would be sexually receptive in her natural state, then he would do a memory wipe easily enough.

“Dr.?”

Zack blinked at the interruption. “What?”

“The scan?”

“Oh! Of course. I was just thinking on how best to serve you…regarding your fast approaching deadline.” He lifted his scanner and brushed over the thin microchip that was buried beneath her wrist.

“The main scanner is busy. It’ll just take a moment to break in.”

She smiled coolly. “What is your success rate for impregnation?”

“I’ve a rate of ninety-five percent within a month. Also a ninety-five percent chance at a perfect baby.”

“Could I get a look at your…hardware? So I can make my decision?”

Shit! He’d forgotten about that part.

Many women preferred to see what they were buying before making the deal. Unfortunately it was unethical to show a woman an aroused cock before a deal was made. She’d notice right away he was illegally aroused.