Under Construction Ch. 07

Author's Note: This is a non-consent/reluctance story. Caveat Emptor and all that.

I know that I said chapter 6 was the final, but I realize I left it at a bit of a cliff-hanger, so here's another chapter.

Kara sat next to her lawyer at the side of a long, dark, and shiny conference table. Her eyes darted around the room as she listened to the arbitrator, taking in the books, the subdued paintings, the many empty chairs, the clear summer afternoon sky out the large window to her right. She looked everywhere but at Kyle who sat directly across from her, his own lawyer and the assigned arbitrator to his right.

"Mr. Taylor is only asking for visitation rights to his son. He wants to assure the boy grows up with a loving father. Miss Jenkins has refused to let him see his son thus far."

"Do we have paternity test results?" asked the arbitrator.

"Yes, we have confirmation that Mr. Taylor is the father of Miss Jenkins' infant."

Kara's eyes went to Kyle's face for just a moment and she saw his lips twitch into that infuriating smirk of his and she felt her face heat with anger at the implication that she had slept with someone else.

"Miss Jenkins has never disputed the child's paternity," Kara's lawyer interjected. "Miss Jenkins does not believe that Mr. Taylor's lifestyle is conducive to the stability of the child."

"Miss Jenkins has refused to speak to my client for over a year and does not know anything about his current lifestyle."

"Perhaps our first order of business should be to allow Mr. Taylor and Miss Jenkins to... ah... 'catch up' with each other," the arbitrator stated, his intense eyes meeting Kara's. "I assure you, you would rather come to a mutual agreement on your own. You are at the cusp of being forced into a custody agreement by an outside party, it would be far better for you both to come to an informal agreement."

"I don't...," Kara started weakly.

"I think that's a great idea," Kyle said, his voice firm.

"Excellent.

"Why don't you take a few minutes to get something to eat or drink and then meet back here in fifteen minutes, let's say?"

The three men on Kyle's side of the table stood to leave and Kara leaned into her lawyer to whisper something in his ear. The lawyer nodded and whispered back and then stood to talk to the arbitrator quietly.

"Please follow me, Miss Jenkins," the arbitrator said as he headed for the door. Kara grabbed a heavy black bag from the floor next to her and scurried out of the room following the arbitrator as quickly as she could.

He led her down a hallway past some offices to a small, windowless conference room with pink and blue wrapping paper taped over the window in the door.

"This is our lactation room. I apologize for not offering it sooner. You can use the refrigerator in there if you need to. Please take your time. We will reconvene when you return."

"Thank you Mr. Avers."

"Not at all, Miss Jenkins."

Kara got out her breast pump and set it on the table. She pulled out a picture of baby Liam and smiled at his pink face, fine blond hair, and the beautiful blue eyes he'd inherited from his daddy. She hooked up the bottles to the tubes to the pump and plugged it all in and then sighed with relief as the pressure on her breasts lessened and the bottle started to fill with her milk. Once she finished she cleaned up and stored the milk in the fridge. She made her way back to the room where the others waited for her and sat back down next to her lawyer, again studiously avoiding meeting Kyle's gaze.

"Okay, Miss Jenkins, Mr. Taylor," Mr. Avers said, nodding to each of them, "we are going to leave you alone to talk out what you both want for your son. Please have him at the forefront of your minds. I know you both only want what is best for him. Clearly at some point the two of you were able to get along with each other. Please try to put the animosity you have towards each other behind you and think of what is best for Liam.

"We will leave you to it." With that, Mr. Avers and the two lawyers rose and quietly left the room.

Kara and Kyle sat silently for several minutes, Kara looking down at her hands, her fingers woven together, Kyle looking at her face.

"Look at me," Kyle growled.

Kara's breath hitched at the command in his voice but she shook her head violently, tears in her eyes.

"Please look at me," Kyle said again in a slightly more gentle tone.

Kara took a deep breath, clearly trying to calm herself, and then raised her chin to finally look Kyle in the eye. She said nothing. Then arched one eyebrow, waiting for him to speak.

"Talk to me," Kyle said softly.

"I don't have anything to say to you," Kara said haltingly.

"Okay. I guess I'll start then.

"I am so sorry. I should have never taken you to the cottage. And once you were at the cottage I should have never left you alone there. I told you I'd take care of you and I didn't. I am sorry.

"I have all sorts of excuses... I had all sorts of reasons. But none of them matter now.

"I've missed you terribly and I want to be part of your life. And Liam's life, too."

Kara looked at him carefully, seemingly studying his face to see if she could see his sincerity.

"I still don't trust you," she said, warily shaking her head. "I can't.

"I'm not necessarily against you seeing Liam. I know he needs his father.

"But," she paused, her body tense, lips trembling. "I'm afraid to be alone with you.

"And you can't tell your family. I assume they already know he exists. But they can not see him. I don't even want them to know when you see him."

"That's easy, darlin'," Kyle said softly, slipping into his familiar cadences. "My family... well, they in fact do not know about Liam. They won't ever know if I have my way."

Kara arched her eyebrows again, the question clear on her face.

"After what happened... to you. After what I let happen to you, I..." Kyle's voice cracked and he stopped talking. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes before shaking his head and looking over at Kara. "I haven't seen anyone in my family since we left that day. I'm only in touch with Kelly.

"I quit the company. I couldn't... I couldn't work for HIM anymore. So I don't. I got a job with another construction firm doing basically the same thing, but without the family... drama."

Kara nodded, "That must have been hard."

"Yeah, well," Kyle shrugged. "What we had was special. And he broke it. I let him break it.

"I want to try to fix it," he said, his eyes dark and intense with desire.

When Kara met his eyes she let out a soft gasp as she felt her body react to him. She pressed her knees together against the ache between her legs. She was afraid of him and being in his presence again was reminding her of all the reasons why she had cut him out of her life. He was bad for her, but she was hopeless to fight against the craving her body felt for him. She just stared at him for a minute before shaking herself and taking a breath.

"I'm afraid to be alone with you...," she said again.

"You know I would never hurt you."

Kara just shook her head again and wouldn't meet his eyes.

***

"Miss Jenkins, have you agreed to allow Mr. Taylor to see his son?" Mr. Avers asked after he and the two lawyers re-entered the room and sat at their places at the conference table..

"Yes, sir. But can I ask...? Can we have a... I don't know... third party? Like a chaperone?"

"Excuse me? I don't understand. Mr. Taylor will only see the baby while you are there, correct? And Mr. Taylor isn't suggesting that he take your baby with him? Why would you need anyone else?"

"I...uh...," Kara stammered. She could see Kyle's tell-tale smirk out of the corner of her eye.

"I don't see any indication that Mr. Taylor is a danger to you or your baby," Mr. Avers said as he leafed through the pages of a folder in front of him. "I don't see any reason you would need anyone else present for these visits. We are trying to give Liam as normal a family experience as we can under the circumstances."

"Yes, sir," Kyle cut in, his eyes lingering on Kara's body, "we are trying to make a normal family for Liam."

"Then I don't see it as necessary or helpful to have anyone else there."

"I could bring dinner tonight," Kyle suggested. "Chinese take-out?"

"I... uh... sure."

***

Baby Liam was kicking and gurgling in his bouncy seat while Kara folded laundry in the living room when the doorbell rang. Kara's first response was to freeze up in fear but then she glanced over at her baby and smiled as he tried to stuff his entire fist into his mouth. She leaned down and unfastened him from his seat, scooping him up into her arms to take him with her to the door.

"You know who that is?" she said to him in a sing-song voice. "That's your daddy. Do you want to meet your daddy? He wants to meet you."

When Kara reached the door she found Kyle laden with flowers, dinner, and a wrapped present. She opened the door for him and motioned for him to go into the dining room where he sat down the Chinese take-out containers. Kyle turned to her and got his first close-up view of his son and his breath caught in his throat. He froze in place, unsure what to do.

"How about you give me the flowers and I'll give him to you to hold?" Kara asked, her voice soft.

Kyle didn't say anything but handed her the flowers and opened his arms so he could gather Liam up from her left arm. His body briefly brushed against Kara's as she passed the baby to him. Her lips parted in a soft gasp at the feel of his body against hers. She looked into Kyle's face almost involuntarily and saw his familiar arrogant smirk before he was able to erase it from his own face, He turned away, carrying Liam into the living room, talking softly to the infant.

Kara went into the kitchen and got a vase out from under her sink. She put the vase with the flowers on the dining table and then set out plates for the food Kyle had gotten. She felt like she was already falling into old familiar territory and shook her head sourly at the realization. She knew Kyle was no good for her. He took what he wanted without regard for her. She couldn't let herself forget that again.

Once the table was set up for dinner, she went into the living room to get Kyle and the baby. She found the two of them laying on the floor side-by-side playing with a stuffed cow, a box and some colorful wrapping paper discarded next to them.

"Ummm...," Kara interrupted causing both Kyle and the baby to look up at her, identical questioning expressions in their identical blue eyes. Kara felt the breath whoosh out of her lungs at seeing them together.

"Dinner, darlin'," Kyle asked softly.

"Uh.. yeah. We need to... well, I need to eat so I'm ready to feed Liam when he's ready to eat. So, let's have dinner now?"

Kyle hopped to his feet and then bent down to lift the baby, swinging him up and onto his chest, causing the baby to let out a squeal and giggle. Kara's lips twitched with a small smile at that. They took their seats at the places they'd become accustomed to the prior summer, Kyle holding the baby against his body with his left hand while holding a fork in his right hand to eat.

"I got you the cashew chicken this time."

"I saw that. Thanks."

They ate in silence for several minutes.

"So how's work, Kara? Being a single mom must be tough."

"It is. But it's not been as bad as I feared it would be when I first... when I first decided to keep him," Kara said, her face pained. "The guys have been very supportive. And the maternity leave policy is great. My mom was up here with me for a few weeks before I had him and nearly two months after, so that helped. But we've been on our own the last two months. I won't lie; it's been hard," Kara said, her lips turned up into a smile. "But I love that little guy."

Kyle parted his lips to say something and then his eyes widened in dismay as he looked down at himself to find a circle of wet growing on his shirt under Liam who was gurgling to himself. Kara couldn't help but laugh at the look on his face. Kyle smiled sheepishly, secretly glad that she finally felt relaxed enough to laugh at him.

"Give him to me. I'll go change him," Kara said, standing up from the table. "There's a box of your stuff next to the dryer in the basement. You can toss your shirt in the laundry and get another there."

Kyle handed over the sopping-wet baby, trying to keep from getting Kara wet in the process, and then whipped off his t-shirt and wiped his torso off with it. Kara gulped and turned pink at seeing his bare chest and abs. She quickly turned away, taking the baby with her. Kyle couldn't help but grin at her reaction, his cock twitching in his shorts. He wanted her badly, he missed her taste, but he would try to bide his time. He shook his head and headed towards the stairs to the basement to get a shirt to change into.

***

Kyle found Kara with Liam in the bathroom and silently watched her round ass bounce as she knelt at the edge of the tub, her hand supporting the infant's head, as she gently washed him. He grew hard watching her move on her knees, moving with calm efficiency to bathe their son.

"He was a little... messier than I realized," Kara said when she realized Kyle was behind her. "He was due for a bath tonight anyway."

She gently lifted the baby from the bath and wrapped him in a towel to carry him back to the nursery, Kyle following behind. She put on soft lullaby music, slathered Liam in a layer of diaper ointment, and dressed him in a clean diaper and footed sleeper covered in yellow duckies. She then sat down in the antique rocking chair in the corner to get ready to nurse. Her hand went to the buttons at the collar of her shirt, unfastening one before she noticed Kyle leaning in the doorway, desire clear in his eyes.

"You can go. He'll go to sleep after I feed him."

"No."

"What?" Kara responded, startled.

"I said 'no'. I'm not done with you yet." Kyle's voice was thick with lust.

Kara felt her heart beat race to a gallop and her muscles freeze with fear. Liam started fussing in her arms. She looked down at her baby and mechanically unbuttoned her shirt to free her breasts. She carefully avoided looking at Kyle as Liam latched on and started to nurse. Kara watched the baby's face as he suckled, waiting for the tell-tale signs of a full belly. She burped him and placed him to her other breast, all the time fully aware of Kyle watching her intently from the doorway. Once Liam was content, she placed him on his back in the crib and turned on his mobile. She stood watching him as he fell peacefully asleep, afraid to turn towards the door and Kyle's looming presence. She couldn't avoid Kyle that way, and she knew it. She wasn't surprised when he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

"I am going to fuck you," he growled, his breath hot against her ear.

"No. We were having a nice time," she whimpered, trying and failing to pull out of his arms. "Why are you ruining it?"

"Stop struggling, baby. You and I both know you want this as much as I do. I know you've been wet for me since you saw me at the lawyer's office. I know all those sounds you make and what they mean.

"We had something special before... I want it back. Let me show you what we've both been missing," Kyle slid his hands over her body, his hands found her breasts and weighed them in his palms.

"I love how much bigger your tits are now," Kyle said, a low laugh escaping his lips.

"Not... not in here," Kara said desperately, still trying to push him away. "Not in front of Liam."

"He's a baby. At worst he's going to think I'm stealing his midnight snack," Kyle laughed as he squeezed Kara's breasts again. "Besides, I think it's good for a boy to know his dad still wants to fuck his mom."

Kyle leaned down to kiss Kara, his mouth insistent against hers. She struggled to push him away, fighting not to melt into his embrace. But she didn't try to prevent him from pulling her out of Liam's room. She didn't want whatever happened between them to happen in the nursery.

Kyle pushed Kara across the hall and into her bedroom. Since she hadn't tried to button her shirt after nursing Liam, Kyle easily ripped it off of her, exposing her black lacy nursing bra. He made short work of the hooks holding it on and soon she was naked from the waist up, her breasts milky white, her areolas huge and darker than they had been before her pregnancy. When Kyle saw her exposed breasts he groaned his need. His cock, already hard, strained in his jeans.

"Fuck," Kyle growled, he tried to pull Kara into his arms, but she pulled away in an attempt to get away from him. His hand shot out and gripped her around the waist before she could make it past him and through her bedroom door.

"Kyle. Please," she whispered.

He pulled her body close to his and wrapped his left arm around her waist, trapping her with her back against his chest, while he used his right hand to unfasten and unzip her jeans. He worked his cock free from his own clothing before pushing Kara's jeans and panties to her knees, trapping her legs. He grabbed her by her hips, his fingers bruising her skin, lined himself up and surged into her.

"Oh GOD!" Kara cried out as Kyle's cock slid into her tight wetness for the first time in over a year.

Kyle paused with his cock buried deep in Kara. They both heard Liam make a few distressed baby sounds in response to Kara's shout, but he settled back to sleep in a matter of seconds.

"Please don't. Please let me go," Kara sobbed.

"But you're wet for me. I knew you'd be wet for me," Kyle said into her ear as he started thrusting in and out. "God, I missed this pussy."

Kara made a high-pitched keening noise with each of Kyle's thrusts, trying to keep the noise of his rough fucking of her to a minimum. His jerking movements pushed her towards her bed and he pushed her down onto her knees, his left hand wrapped in her hair for leverage as he pulled her back onto his cock. His right hand slid around her hip and found her clit, rubbing it roughly with his fingers.

"Kyle. Oh god! Oh god!" she grunted.

"Come on my fat cock, Kara. Come hard. You want this cock!"

"Fuck, Kyle! Oh god!" Kara squealed as her orgasm ripped through her body, her muscles tightening around his cock as he continued to pound into her.

"That's right, darlin'! This pussy is mine," he growled as he drilled into her. "It was made for this cock! I'm going to put another baby in you, Kara.

"FUCK!" he shouted as he grabbed her by the hips and thrust deeply, shooting his seed inside of her.

Kara collapsed onto the bed, her chest heaving as she sobbed. Kyle fell onto the bed next to her and gathered her into his arms, holding her against his chest. He nuzzled into her hair, his hands gently caressed her body.

"Shhh. Darlin', it's been too long," he murmured. "I'm here to take care of you and my baby now."

Kyle got out of the bed and peeled Kara's pants off her legs, she had no energy left to fight him, and then stripped off his own clothes before climbing back into the bed and pulling the sheet up over the two of them.

***

After midnight Kara woke to the sound of Liam's hungry cries. She slid out from under Kyle, drew on her robe, and went to feed her baby.

"Shhh, shhh. Mommy's here," she whispered as she lifted Liam out of his crib and carried him to the changing table. She changed his wet diaper, put him back in his sleeper, and took him to the rocker to feed him. Kara nursed him on one side and then the other then burped him and put him back in his crib. She stood and watched Liam sleep for a few minutes, uncertain about returning to her bed and Kyle.