Surprise Baby for my Billionaire Boss

“Oh, oh my, oh God,” she babbled.

Samson’s hands gripped her hips. “We haven’t even gotten started.”

April let her head fall back, staring at the ceiling as she panted, and spread her legs. He pulled her hips forward, and she felt him enter her. His girth stretched her almost uncomfortably.

“Ah! Samson…”

“I’ll go slow, dear. Trust me.”

“I trust you.”

He held her as he began to move his hips. Slowly at first, and as she relaxed and wrapped her legs around him, he began to pump. He pressed close to her as he did so, kissing her intermittently and whispering sweetly about how good she felt and how much he’d wanted her.

Samson wanted her. Really wanted her. It had been almost impossible for her to believe that his teasing was based in something real.

She felt herself beginning to come a second time, and little needy noises came from deep in her throat. She clutched at his shoulders and curled her fingers through the back of his thick hair. For a moment, she couldn’t breathe or think. Her body gave in to his with an explosion of pleasure.

“Oh, Samson…. Oh my God.”

She drew in a sharp breath as his hips jerked forward one last time. He let out a roar, and a grunt, and then his muscles went slack as he seemed to crumble over her. This great man made weak between her thighs.

After he slipped out, he pulled the condom off, tossed it in the wastebasket, and lie next to her with a smile.

“You are so, so lovely,” he whispered, running his fingers through her hair. “I love your curves. Your thick thighs. I love how you smell…”

“It’s a copy of DNKY—”

Samson shook his head and laughed. “I did not mean your perfume.”

“How I smell? Oh!” April would have blushed if she weren’t already flushed and sweaty.

“I find it hard to believe that no man has ever told you how good you smell.” Samson nuzzled her neck.

“No.” April petted his hair, suddenly realizing again that she was lying naked, and much less buzzed, with her boss. She curled over on her side and draped her arm over her breasts.

“Feeling shy now? You’re the one who groped me in the bar.”

“I know, I just…”

“This won’t affect you in the workplace, April.” He kissed her nose. “We had a good time, and I adore you. I promise that you won’t have to give up your employment for this.”

“As long as you promise. Can I get that in writing?” she teased.

“I’ll write it on the hotel stationery. Mm.” He kissed her forehead. “You’re so tight down there. It must have been some time. You came three times!”

“Maybe you’re just amazing in bed. I hear tell that you get around,” April said, trailing her fingers over his abs.

“I do indeed. But I can tell when a woman hasn’t been satisfied for too long.”

“I…” April looked up and met his eyes. She could see little gold flecks in the rich brown. “I haven’t ever been satisfied.”

Samson frowned. Then he blinked. Then he pushed himself up a little to look at her seriously. “You what? You’re a virgin?”

“Well, not anymore!” She laughed.

He did not laugh.

“Does that bother you?” April crossed her arms over herself.