Not Daddy Material (Billionaire's Contract Duet 2)

Neither one of us expected the

explosions to happen as soon as they did, but we’d waited for this moment. We’d craved it and it was beautiful. I’d never felt so close to Jeremy as I did right now. Our bodies shook with a rapid release that soothed us until we were a sweaty heap on the bed.

Jer kissed me. “How do you feel? Are you ok?”

“That was amazing.” I ran my hand over his jaw. “It felt so good to be close to you like that. I’m glad you asked Dr. Simons.”

He kissed my palm. “The green light from her was important for both of us. And now we know. Condoms are our friends.” He chuckled. “I’m sorry work has kept me away. I’m sorry we’ve only had sex twice this week.”

“You were keeping track?”

He huffed. “I’m a guy. I know how many times a week I get laid.”

I twisted my lips together. “The morning sickness is gone, and what they say about the second trimester is true. I want sex all the time. In the morning. At night. Right now. All over again.”

“Really? More?”

I nodded. “That’s bad, isn’t it?”

He pulled the hand away from my eyes. “I need to pay attention to my wife is what that tells me. Less work. More fucking.”

“Please.” I wrapped my hands around his neck. “I want you inside me. I want to come again.”

He reached down and peeled the condom off. “I love you pregnant, Evie Hartwell.” He grinned devilishly.

“Are you going to love me when I’m nine months pregnant and I can’t see my toes?” I teased.

“Of course.”

“How am I going to be able to take a shower?” I pouted.

“I’ll take care of that.” He waggled his eyebrows.

“Every day?”

“If I have to wash your gorgeous body every day, I can handle it.”

I leaned forward, kissing him. “Let’s see how you feel about that in six months.”

“The same way I feel about it now.”

“Are you staying home the rest of the day?” I ran my hands over my breasts and let my fingers travel between my legs.

“Shit,” he hissed.

I closed my eyes and felt my folds slick with honey. I let my legs fall open so Jer could see the full show. I circled my clit while my other hand rubbed my nipples.

“Are you going back, Jer?” I could barely speak I was dying to come again.

“Fuck no.” He fisted his cock a few pumps before it was hard again. He climbed on top of me. “I have a wife who needs my attention.”

I smiled as he thrust inside my swollen pussy.

“Ohh,” I moaned with satisfaction. I’d keep my husband in bed the rest of the day. We’d love each other. We’d please and satisfy each other. And when we were done, we’d do it all over again.

His mouth crushed mine with a forceful kiss as he pinned my wrists over my head.

He pumped in and out, building my next orgasm from my core to the farthest reaches of my veins.