Aiden's pov :

Jealousy makes people do things they are not otherwise capable of. That's exactly what happened to me last night, when I literally kidnapped Kathleen from the charity night. In other circumstances, I probably wouldn't be so candid. There was not a drop of lie in any of my words, and yet I could have been a little calmer, but instead, I fucked her like a slut in the bathroom, and then pulled her out of the hotel as if I were ashamed of her.
Women are capable of driving us crazy! Kathleen probably didn't mean to make me jealous, but she did it like no other, and damn it, I was really crazy. I still am, actually. Maybe I live too much in my desire for her to be mine? But I'm not used to being denied, especially so many times. If a man tells you that there is something he wouldn't do to get what he wants, within the law, of course, then he is either too weak to do it or doesn't want it enough. And I wanted her. Really a lot, all the way to obsession. I got to the point where I found myself several times that while drawing a sketch, I was unconsciously thinking about her, and along with the history of the drawing, I was writing her name and I had to rewrite the legend.
Imagine getting the plans for your new home and between the legend, who has to explain what is what and which room will be where, you find the name of the woman who obsessed with the thoughts of your architect.
Even the moment I hold her in my arms after fucking her all night, it's like I'm on at least two Viagra pills, I still can't think of anything but her. Dear ladies, I'm just informing you, asking for another fist from the men, but the first few months of any new relationship, men don't think about anything but you! And I'm not talking about the new hairstyle, dress, shoes or makeup. And just how your ass slams into our balls while our cock tears you apart and we empty ourselves by digging so deep that if we could, we would put the balls together with the cock in your pussy.
This is the best part of sex, though. There is no man who doesn't like to cum inside without a condom. Otherwise, it's like being on a nudist beach, but with a sweater. We are just addicted to this experience.
But let's get back to the basics. My son's mother was in my arms. Last night I made it clear that she is already mine. Now I had to take care of my son. What time is it? Our phones rang in the morning, Kathleen didn't wake up, which, by the way, greatly fed my ego, and I warned Dylan that I wouldn't be going to the office today.
Almost lunch? Maybe I should wake her up? I'm tired too, but I'm also excited. The more I thought about his mother, the more excited I was about meeting my son.
Have you tried to get out of bed without waking a sleeping woman? Even the air is noisier than a man who doesn't want to wake you!
Let's see, my mail was full of all sorts of emails, I think I should open it more often. Here it is! Email from the clinic. I know I said I'm not interested in the result, but still ... Fear protects the vineyard, right?
"Probability of coincidence between Aidan Jackson and Brian Bishop - 99.99%"
I am officially a father!

Kathleen's pov :

"Aiden?" "I'm here, love!" Why is he so enthusiastic so early? Early ???? It's lunch, how long have I slept? Damn it! I have at least 5 missed calls from Jonathan! "I will not come today, cancel all meetings, I don't know about tomorrow." This will work. God bless the man who invented the messages. Seriously, aren't they a blessing?
"Love?" "What?" had you hit your head? Do you want to laugh? Well, imagine what I will describe to you. I'm sitting in bed, I've pressed the sheet around my naked body, wow what a fuck it was !,I keep my phone sullen, and Aiden runs around like his mother gave birth, grinning like a torn pumpkin, with the body of a deity and his cock fluttering like the national flag of the Fourth of July as he explains something I don't listen to at all.
"Will you stop, I'm dizzy!" "The results are ready, love, so get your cute sexy ass out of bed and let's go! I can't wait to see my son!" so that was it. The bastard wants to see his son. Okay, I'm glad he's so excited, but only now that he's seen the results. "Yeah ..." "Kathleen?" yes, now remember, huh? Now you will drool over me when you are already convinced, but didn't believe my words! "Fuck you, Aiden!" I almost unhooked the bathroom door.
Do you know what an angry woman who wants five minutes of solitude hates? Namely, the fucking constant knocking on the fucking door! "Love, let me in!" Now, as soon as the cuckoo farts in yogurt! "Come on, love, open for me, please!" you can pray as much as you want, it won't happen! "What did I do again?" "You were born!" Aww, he can hiccup! "Enough, love, get out?" stop knocking, or I'll lock your dead body in the freezer, cattle!
"Kathleen Bishop, open the fucking door!" but is he yelling at me? Seriously? How many prayers did he read? I have to admit to him that he has balls! "You fucking idiot!" if I could, I would slam the door on him, but damn it, it opened on the inside. "Are you happy now?" Oooh, priceless look! You know, both angry and confused, to bite him! "Kathleen ..." "Kathleen, huh? When I told you you had a son, it was like I stuck a cane in your ass, but now, because a complete stranger wrote it in black and white, you're just happy?" Men are worse than children! You scold his child, he frowned, cried and apologized. This idiot is raging at me, as if I told him that his cock is a three-centimeter line for first grade! "And what the hell did you expect me to just trust?" God, he is a traveler, accept him! "After you fucked me the night before? Yeah, damn it!"
"Look, love ..."
"Don't call me that!" "I'll call my girlfriend what I want!"
"I'm not your girlfriend!"
"On the contrary!"
"I'm not, damn it!"
"You are and how else, if you want, I can prove it to you!"
"I hope you die in hell!"
"I've lived in hell since I met you!"

Author's pov :

Aiden grabbed her wrist and pulled her hard, tossing her to the bed. Kathleen sobbed in surprise and tried to stand up, but Aiden was quick. He pressed her shoulders against the mattress and roughly spread her legs with his knee. "Apparently I wasn't clear enough last night, love!" he shouted and penetrated her rudely.
Kathleen screamed and curled under him, locking his thighs between hers. "You're my girlfriend, my son's mother, do you understand?" he pushed his cock hard and froze, looking her straight in the face. "Am I clear, love?" he repeated the blow, this time even more rudely. "Fuck you!" Kathleen moaned, and he pierced her again, leaning against her neck. "Say it, love! Say you're my girlfriend!" he pushed again and froze. "Never!" her back twisted, and she took a deep breath as he pierced her again. "Look, love, you're burning, there's a lake between your legs, and your pussy wants to eat my cock!" Aiden spread her hips and knelt, lifting her. "Say it, damn it! It's easy, just admit it!" Aiden wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her sharply toward him as he pushed hard again. Kathleen shouted and squeezed the covers. "Aiden!" sweat ran down her face and shoulders. "That's right, love, say it, say you want me to fuck you!" he commanded, and pushed again mercilessly, forcing her to rise against his every thrust."Say you're my girlfriend, love!" Aiden growled, realizing that if he continued to push and hold, he himself would hardly last long.
Kathleen was losing ground. Her body reacted to each blow as if thousands of blades pierced her womb and sent waves of pleasure to her brain. "Say it, love!" his hand slid between them and he pressed her clit with two fingers.
"I ..." she screamed breathlessly. "I'm yours ...." she squirted heavily. "Damn, love!" that was the tip. Aiden lost control of his body and his cock pierced her painfully. Finishing deep, he continued to increase the force of his thrusts. Too excited, Kathleen held on for a few more seconds before finishing again.
Aiden smirked. "We can repeat the argument whenever you want, love!" she smiled and he leaned heavily on her. "Shower and go get our son?" he suggested and Kathleen smiled even wider.