New Life : A Second Chance

Sayuri shuddered in pleasure and widened her legs to allow him easier access. 

Kyle pulled out his finger and pushed the underwear aside while coming closer. Guiding his c*ck into the entrance of her sopping, wet cave, he pushed himself in. Once the tip was inside, he reached down and placed his arm under her knee.

He lifted her leg up and outwards to the side, while pushing himself all the way in. Before he could move his hips, however, Sayuri broke the kiss and said breathlessly, "Door."

Kyle understood.

Without letting her leg go, he grabbed her waist and did a 360-degree turn to the right and slammed her against the wall. Without missing a beat, he started thrusting deep into her, his movements fast and frenzied.  

Her back kept hitting the wall with each thrust, but it didn't hurt. She was too engrossed in the pleasure that only Kyle could give her. This was the first time that they were doing it standing up, and the force of gravity made the sensations incredible.

Kyle was kissing her neck and she had buried her face at the crook of his neck. She bit him, in an attempt to stop herself from being too loud and cursing him like usual, then licked and suck the wound when she realised that she had drawn blood.

Yet, he had not indicated at all about the pain, his thrusts not stopping or slowing down at all. In fact, he went faster.

Sayuri clutched his shoulders, her fingernails biting into it and she screamed with her mouth closed against his skin as she climaxed. Kyle grunted, feeling his c*ck being squeezed so deliciously and he climaxed soon after.

Both of them lay in each other's arms, bodies stuck together, as the wave slowly ended. They were still breathing hard and Kyle placed his forehead on hers, then kissed it. He slowly extracted himself, and with his free hand, pulled her underwear back in position before bringing her leg down.

He gave her one last kiss before pulling back his own boxers and zipping up his pants. Sayuri went to pick up her skirt and wore it back, smoothening her blouse and hair.

Her hands were slightly shaking, while her heart was beating fast as she thought of what she had to tell him now.

"Have you eaten?" Kyle asked as he went to unlock the door. 

Before Sayuri could answer, he had already opened the door and said to Beatrice, "Can you please have some latte and cream puffs and sardine rolls from the Cafe downstairs delivered? Thanks, Beatrice." 

Beatrice had already requested for coffee to be delivered to the office. So when the secretary came with a tray of coffee and biscuits, Beatrice told her that the CEO wanted something else and the secretary sighed, turning back. 

Meanwhile, Sayuri decided to broach the subject after the latte had arrived. It would be too awkward to stop talking right in the middle of it. She had not wanted anything to drink, but could not stop him before he had made the order.

She was actually starting to think that perhaps, this may not be such a good idea.

Maybe, if he didn't have feelings for her, she did not need to tell him about the baby. After all, wouldn't that just complicate things?

However, the moment that idea came into her head, she discarded it.

The baby was his as much as it was hers, so she had no right to deny him of his child. Their child, too, had the right to know their father. She may be the one carrying the baby, but the father - and child - has rights as well. 

Though some believed that the baby was the mother's exclusive right until birth, and that the baby wasn't 'alive' until birth. Sayuri didn't believe in that, however. She felt that the baby within her was already a life and not just a 'fetus' that she was carrying. 

A life that was created from two people, not just her.

As Sayuri sat on the sofa, these thoughts going through her mind, Kyle could tell that something was on her mind. The way she sat there on the sofa, appearing tense as she wrung her fingers together. 

He frowned.

What was going on?

He didn't push it, however, and waited for her to speak.

When the drinks and food came, Sayuri waited until Beatrice left before she spoke.

"Kyle …" she began nervously.

"Yes?" Kyle answered, taking her hand in his and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Sayuri looked at him and clutching his hand tighter. Taking a deep breath, she asked, "Do you love me?"

Kyle's eyes went wide open, his mind a bit blank. He did not expect this at all. He opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't, and Sayuri could see the regret quite clearly in his eyes.

"Sayuri, I'm sorry," Kyle said, unable to look at her in the eye, "I like you, I really do but I can't say I am in love with you."

 Sayuri's heart twisted at that and she swallowed the pain.

"It's okay. I just needed to know," Sayuri said softly, letting his hand go.

She smiled sadly at him and she stroked his cheek, saying, "Don't look like that. I know our deal, and falling in love isn't part of it. So, I'm sorry, but I am in love with you."

"You are?" Kyle asked blankly.

"I am," Sayuri repeated.

Kyle was shocked beyond belief and he didn't know what he was feeling from her sudden confession. All sorts of emotions were going through, ranging from horror, disbelief, and shock - his heart was beating so fast in his chest that it felt like he had run a marathon.

Sayuri, I - " Kyle began, his eyes so full of regret.

Sayuri placed her finger on his lips, shaking her head, "No. Don't. It's not your fault."

"Are we still friends?" Kyle asked worriedly.