Sugar & Spice

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Chapter 39

The next morning, I’m still plagued by the fact that I stupidly had sex with Marco with protection. I’m not on birth control and the last thing I need right now is to find out I’m pregnant right in the middle of Ronan stalking me. That’s just too much stress.

When I get out of the bed and go to the kitchen, I find Marco standing by the counter, sipping coffee.

“Good morning.” I force a smile and he nods, pulling the mug away from his mouth.

“Morning, sunshine. How’d you sleep?”

“Okay. Had a lot of my mind.”

He waves me over and I slowly walk to him. When I’m within arms reach, he pulls me to his side.

“Talk to me.”

I nibble at my lip trying to find a good way to tell him about my worries at the moment.

“Uh, last night. We had sex.” I pause and look up at him.

Marco nods so I continue.

“We had unprotected sex.”

He raises an eyebrow and then when the realization hits him, he inhales.

“Ahh. I see and you’re not on any birth control.”

“Correct.”

He takes a few deep breaths and hums.

“Well, what do you want to do? I mean, I prefer a boy over a girl. Girls are just a little complicated for my style. Would you want to give birth in a hospital or at home? I think a water birth would be great. Oh, and we should probably go ahead and get married.”

I look at him with my mouth wide open, completely dumbfounded at what he’s talking about. No words come out of my mouth as he looks at me with the most serious expression. Just when I thought I was getting a semi normal man, he pulls this out of his hat. Should I run now?

Suddenly, Marco begins to laugh. He laughs harder than I’ve ever seen, setting his coffee down to hold his stomach. He doubles over a bit and chuckles while I’m standing here looking confused.

“Oh, you should see your face right now.”

“Are you having a psychotic break or something?” I asks and he shakes his head.

“No, I’m am not having a psychotic break, Lina. I’m just joking with you. I can’t have kids. I shot more blanks than a BB gun.”

“What do you mean?”

“Uh, a long time ago I was diagnosed with cancer. The chemo and radiation were hell on my body. Pretty much zapped me dry.” He shrugs as if he’s perfectly okay with it. I mean I’d choose sterilization over cancer too, I guess.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

He shrugs.

“It’s not something I bring up often. It was a rough time. After I was in remission, I went to every doctor to make sure the doctor before them was right. 8 doctors in total before I finally accepted it. So instead of starting a family, I became a sugar daddy. I had the notion that if I had enough sex, it would take my mind off never having kids.”

“But then you fell in love with your sugar baby.”

“Correct and all those feelings started flooding back. I wanted more with her and she didn’t. It was a punch in the gut.”

I start to realize that Marco being with me is something pretty big in his mind. After having his heart broken, no other girl was lucky enough to be with him until me. It makes me feel damn special but also, it’s a lot to think about. What if he falls in love with me and I don’t feel the same?

I think about that question for a moment and for some reason, I know that just wouldn’t be the case. My feelings are already strong for Marco and he’s an amazing guy. I wouldn’t put off the idea of building a future with him if it came to it.

“You’ve been through quite a lot.” I mumble.

“I know, but it doesn’t bring me down. I’ve survived it all.”

Standing on my toes, I kiss him gently.

“I was freaking out a little.” I say as I pull away from his coffee flavored lips.

“I could tell. I’m sorry, I didn’t tell you earlier. It slipped my mind. I keep forgetting that you’re not a sugar baby. Most are on the strongest birth control in mankind, but there are a few who try to get pregnant to lock their sugar daddies down.”

I shake my head.

“That lifestyle is just so weird to me. I was only in it briefly and it felt so uncomfortable. Like the girl at the resort. John’s sugar baby, Alissa. She hates him and yet she deals with him for the money.”

“It’s like that sometimes, babe. These girls are really just trying to make a way for themselves. They see it as a job.”

“I could never.” I shake my head and Marco laughs.

“I know and I think I’m happy about that. Spending time with you makes me realize that I want someone to want me for me.”

Smiling, I wrap my arms around him, giving him a squeeze.

“Then it looks like you’ve got the right girl then.”

Marco looks down at me with the corner of his mouth turns up a bit. His hands come up and he runs his fingers through my hair before kissing my forehead. Without a word being said, I could feel just how much he cares about me. In my heart and mind, it becomes clear that he’s something special to me. I know it’s so soon to feel like this after thinking I had something good with Ronan and it blowing up in my face, but Marco came into the picture just when I needed him the most. Not just for protection and help, but also to kind of reassure me that I deserve to feel important to someone. I’m a pretty confident woman and I know my worth, but with Ronan, it was shaken a bit. I felt like property to him and it brought me down, but Marco made it his mission to tell me that I’m more. He reassured me that I don’t have to submit to anyone if I don’t want to and a man shouldn’t require a woman to submit.

It’s all been pretty eye opening. Marco has been through so much and finds time to be wealthy, happy, and caring. He’s opened his heart and home to me after years of being alone.

After talking with Marco, we head to the shower to get ready for the day. However, instead of getting clean, things get dirty. Before the water hits me well enough, I’m being lifted onto the wall of the shower and Marco’s manhood is being thrusted into me.

In between the moan and yelling, I can’t help but think that the girl before is stupid for letting this man go. Despite not knowing her, I go ahead and safely assume that she no guy every measured up to Marco and she’s probably miserable.

Knocking me out of my thought, Marco thrusts hard into me and I curse out, digging my nails into his back.

Oh, yes, that girl is definitely a fool for giving this up.

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