My Pet (A Dirty Boss Romance 1)

“Fuck, I’m coming, Jack.”

“That’s it; squeeze all that seed out of me. Time to make some baby Jacks.” My legs shake as I finally stop coming. I’m grateful this table’s marble. It makes me want to invest in one at home, but it’s not very safe with small children around. Maybe one in the office could be a very good idea.

“I love you, Petra.”

“I love you, Mr. Shaw.” I spank her ass. “Okay, I love you, Jack. I need a shower,” she sighs.

“And some food.”

“Yes, that sounds wonderful.” I pull out of her and carry my lovely wife to the bathroom to clean up from the mess we made. I don’t even give a fuck about the conference at all. Given everything that has happened, I doubt I’ll be welcomed. People frown on caveman tendencies these days. Not that I give a fuck as long as my wife is happy. Everyone else can go fuck themselves.

Epilogue

Jack

Did I just hear my wife correctly? She said another man was fine. I’m about to take her over my knee and spank her ass and then fuck her senseless. I might just have to fuck her in front of everyone to prove a damn point.

I wipe my hands off on the kitchen towel and walk into the living room where Val and Petra are talking about the baby’s room. My wife is finally pregnant with our baby. For as much fucking as we were doing, I didn’t knock her up right away. I’ve been waiting for a BJ for a bit. Now I have a baby Jack or Jill coming in seven months. Granted, that’s probably not going to be the name we pick, but my wife gets a kick out of saying she’s going to give me a BJ. And I’ll be grateful for whichever one it is, whether it’s one where she’s actually on her knees sucking my cock like a hungry queen, or an actual baby.

“Whose boss is fine?” I growl.

“Mine, darling.”

“Good to hear,” I remark, knowing she’s full of shit. I didn’t miss their conversation. I know it’s all about Val’s boss.

She just rolls her eyes at me, asking for a good spanking and fucking. I’ve been taking it easy on her since I found out we’re having a baby, but now she’s testing me. My dick is stiffening just considering the punishment of having her deep-throating me until she’s gagging before I have her on all fours with my handprints on her bottom.

“Anyway, Valentine. Are you ever going to make a move on that man?” she asks her, sounding annoyed.

“Nope. He’s my boss and completely out of my league. Besides, he’s kind of the grumpiest man in existence. I don’t know if you’ve heard. He’s kind of a big deal and always on the news as the pain-in-the-ass lawyer with a winning record, gorgeous face even though he looks like he eats people for lunch.” Given how instrumental her nosiness was in getting Petra to tempt me, she’s being a bit hypocritical.

“Maybe you can get him to eat you for lunch.” She wags her brows, shaking her bottom on Val’s carpet. I want to laugh because apparently being pregnant makes her extremely horny. Not like she wasn’t already insanely wild before, but the thought of her talking about another man gets me a bit jealous.

“Woman, leave the girl alone. Valentine, it’s all fixed.” I give my attention directly to my beautiful wife and grunt, “It’s time to go and leave your friend alone. I have some plans for you, and a spanking to give you for even mentioning that Wyatt King is fine.”

“What are you talking about?” she says, throwing her hands up, trying to lie while her face gives her away. She’s grinning from ear to ear about her punishment. I’m going to enjoy it just as much.

“Don’t lie, woman. You’re terrible at it, and I’m only going to make your ass redder. So let’s get going before I fuck you on the hood of the car so everyone knows you’re taken.” The thought has some merit if I weren’t such a possessive husband.

I help her off the floor and wave to Val as I scoop her up in my arms, cradling her close to my chest. “Maybe you should stay away from King. Men like him are pure animals. They have this brooding exterior and poof, they let it out and bam, you’re naked, married, pregnant, and orgasming every damn hour,” she huffs out, but I know her ass is grinning from ear to ear without having to tilt my head down to look. I swat her ass just as we walk out the door because I’m on a mission to prove a point to my wife.

I can hear Val call out, “Have fun.”

Oh, we will.

I help her into the SUV and then buckle her in just so I could steal a kiss from her pouty lips before I run around and get into my seat.