The Billionaire's Secret Babies

I reach between us, mesmerized, wanting to explore him the way he explored me. I wrap my hand around his hard shaft, trail my fingers up it, and savor the feeling of his smooth, soft skin over his hard, thick cock. It’s the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen, curved slightly upward at the end, and already glistening with a drop of pre-cum. I slide my finger over his tip to catch that drop, and grin when he visibly tenses above me, his teeth clenching. I raise my finger to my lips, locking eyes with him once more, and lick the tip of my finger, tasting him. Salt, and another flavor, uniquely his own.

He half-groans, watching me taste him, knowing how much I want him. I start to slide down between us, feeling the sudden urge to go down on him, but he grabs my shoulders, pins me to the couch. “No,” he whispers. “I want to come inside you.”

I swallow hard. Damn. It’s hard to reject an offer as sexy as that. But… I lick my lips, tensing. “Do you have a condom?”

He grimaces. “Don’t worry, Manila. We won’t need one.”

I blink a little in confusion. “What do you mean?” When he doesn’t answer for a moment, when he still looks annoyed, almost angry, though clearly not at me, I tilt my head. “Look, Cassius, I…” I dart a glance toward the twins’ room. “I never got back on birth control after the twins. And, I can’t risk bringing another child into a situation like mine, single mother, working for a living, it’s a—”

He interrupts me with a shake of his head. “It’s not you, Manila.” He locks eyes with me, and there’s a sorrow in them, so deep and profound that for a moment, I can’t respond. “I can’t get you pregnant. I’m infertile.”

Shit. Suddenly that explains some things. The way he acts with the twins, especially. He must want to be a father, but… I frown, too, reaching up to caress his cheek gently. “I’m so sorry, Cassius.”

He shakes his head, reaching up to catch my hand. He leans forward a little, and his hard length presses against my stomach. “Don’t be.” His eyes are on mine again, hot and searing. He draws his hips back, and slowly, ever so slowly, presses his cock into me. I feel him enter me an inch at a time, gasping as my pussy stretches for the first time in months. It’s a little painful, but mostly just sheer pleasure, feeling inch after thick, hard inch of him drive deeper into me. When he’s all the way inside, we pause for a moment, our bodies pressed together, his bare chest flush against mine, our eyes still locked. We’re so close right now, I can feel every inch of him, feel his cock twitch faintly when my pussy clenches around him.

It’s hot and sexy and alluring all at once, and I realize I could fall for this man, if I let myself. Dangerous.

He’s still looking at me, watching me like I have the answer to something he wants, the key to some question he’s been asking. He runs his hand through my hair, gently, trailing his fingers along my cheek. “I wish I could,” he says.

He’s pulling his hips back, starting the slow process of pulling out of me, and my whole body yearns for him to be right back in me again.

“Wish you could…?” I manage to ask, distracted by the sensations flooding me, and the pulse of pleasure in my already sensitive clit.

“I wish I could get you pregnant.” He wraps his arms around me, pulls me against him as he thrusts into me again.

I wrap my legs around his waist, thrust back with every ounce of energy I have, my hips colliding with his.

He pulls out, slams back into me, faster, finding a rhythm. “Fuck, Manila,” he groans as he continues to fuck me, harder now. “I want to put my seed in you. I want to fuck you, come inside you, and make more babies.”

We’re both thrusting hard now, our sweat mingling between us, my hands wrapped tight around his muscular shoulders as our bodies slam together, and his cock spreads my pussy wide. “Come in me,” I groan, hardly hearing myself, lost in the moment.

“I want to see your belly thick with my seed.”

There’s something so hot about that, him taking me, making me completely his own. Putting a baby in me. I arch my hips, spread my legs wider to let him slam inside me, over and over.

Before I know it, he’s gripping my shoulders tight in one arm and digging his fist into my hair, growling, low and animalistic, as he nears his peak. I thrust up against him, and feel my clit tighten once more. He explodes inside me, coating my pussy walls with his thick cum, just as I arch my back and fall into another orgasm, my body shaking.