The One who got Away

I opened my eyes, unsure of where I was for a second. As my eyes adjusted, I remembered I was in Jason’s bed, warm and snug under the covers. I pulled my phone quietly off the desk and looked at the time. I had woken up about an hour before my alarm was scheduled to go off. I opened the settings to check and saw that Jason had set the alarm for me. I must have fallen asleep when he went to get water in the middle of the night. I hadn’t meant to sleep over, but we were having a fantastic conversation, and I guess the excitement of the day and the news just got the best of me. His bed was so comfortable, I could literally stretch out in it for the rest of the week and not get up. I put the phone back on the nightstand and slid back down, pulling the covers over my shoulders and snuggling into the pillow. My body was tired, but mind was wide awake, something I wasn’t used to. It was usually the other way around, where my body was ready to go but my mind was so tired, I could barely think straight.

As I relaxed in the bed, my mind replayed the day before, especially the news the doctor had given me.

I pressed a hand lightly to my belly. It was still so unbelievable to me that there was a baby growing inside of me. I had dreamt about it forever, but after the last news, I’d never thought it would actually happen. Both fear and excitement ran through me, and I was pretty positive I was not going back to sleep anytime soon. Jason rolled over on his side, scooting in close to me and wrapping his arms around me. The smell of his cologne hit my nostrils, and my memory pushed me back to the night in the hotel after the cocktail party. The sex was so hot that night that I could almost feel him inside of me right then. Immediately, heat pooled between my legs, and I was so horny, I could barely wrap my brain around it. My hormones must already be going crazy, and it didn’t help that I could feel Jason's hot skin against my back and his morning wood poking into my ass. I wiggled my body against him, and he pulled me closer, pushing his hips forward into me. I knew he was asleep, but even in his dreams, he reacted to my body.

I tried to push the feeling to the back of my mind, switching my thoughts to the day ahead, but it was no use, I was already ready to go. I knew if I rolled over, it would be a challenge waking him up because he was a hard sleeper. But if I could sneak under the covers and wrap my mouth around his cock, he just might wake up a little bit quicker. I contemplated it for several minutes before deciding it had to happen. There was no way I could get through a day staring at him across the hall without jumping him in the break room if I didn’t do something about the lust bubbling over in my chest. Slowly, I lifted his arms and put them on his side, his body rolling over on his back out of reflex. I turned over and inched down under the covers, moving over between his legs. I ran my fingers down his sides, pulling a slight groan from his throat before reaching down inside of his boxers and pulling his cock out. Just with the touch of my hands, he was immediately rock-solid, and I smiled as I dipped my head down and took his cock into my throat.

He moved slightly underneath me, growling as his hands dipped under the covers and ran across the top of my head. I knew he was awake from the way his hips thrust upward toward my face. I took my tongue and licked from the base of his shaft, all the way up to the tip of his head, my other hand caressing his balls. His fingers went through my hair and grasped down, as he moaned loudly on the other side of the covers.

“Mmm, good morning.” He chuckled.

I smiled before diving my head back down his cock, taking it deep and fast. He pushed his pelvis forward as my lips touched the base of his shaft, bouncing back upward. I swirled my tongue around his dick and bobbed my head up and down, the covers still over my head. I reached up to run my hand down his chest, scratching my nails into his stomach while I deep throated his cock. He growled and groaned above me, moving his hand up and down with my head as I sucked his long, hard dick. It grew harder and harder in my throat as his mind became more awake. He flipped the covers down, revealing my head, and smiled as I gazed up at him, my mouth full of his manhood. My eyes watered as I moved faster, wanting him inside of me. I reached down and ran my fingers over my wet mound, letting out a slight whimper as I licked the head of his cock.

“Yes.” He leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

My mouth opened wider as I went down, sucking hard on the way back up. He pushed his hand against my head wanting more as I pulled my hand up his shaft and back down before putting my lips back on it. My heart was beating fast as I sucked harder, hoping that he would soon flip me over and fuck me with everything he had. Finally, he reached down and grabbed my face, pulling me up his body. He kissed my lips and leaned into my ear.

“Ride me,” he whispered.

I pulled my legs from between his and straddled him, pulling my panties to the side and reaching back to grab his cock. Slowly I pushed downward, feeling every inch of his shaft gliding through my juices. He reached up and pulled my shirt off and grabbed onto my bouncing tits. I could feel his fingers moving over my nipples, which seemed even more sensitive than normal. I moaned loudly as he flicked the tips of my tits, bringing electric waves through my body. If he kept going, that alone could make me come. I sat down hard on his cock, feeling it pressing against my limits before moving my hips and grinding against him. He reached down and opened me up, running his thumb over my clit as I ground down harder. I put my hands down on his chest and lifted my hips, feeling him slowly sliding out of me before I pushed back down and let him fill me up again.

By that point, my hips were moving so fast I could barely control it and he grabbed my waist, holding me still as he thrust his hips up and down, slamming his body against my pussy. I screamed out, pulling my hands up to my head and yearning for release. As his body slapped against my clit, I could feel myself lose all self-control. The orgasm simmering in my belly released, sending waves of pleasure through me. I arched my back and gritted my teeth, taking in a deep breath and feeling every single ounce of energy running through my veins. Jason sat up and pushed me over onto my back, climbing up and wasting no time in pulling my legs over his shoulders. His cock pushed deep inside of me, sliding in and out. I could feel my juices trickling from me and covering his rock-hard dick. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, the feeling of morning sex invigorating and arousing. His fingers dug into my thighs as he thrust in and out repeatedly, bringing himself closer to orgasm.

Moans escaped my lips, and I reached down to rub my clit while his body slammed against mine. He moved my legs off his shoulders and leaned down over me, staring me deep in my eyes. His hips moved in and out quickly, his teeth clenching and muscles tightening, signs he was close. He thrust several more times before pushing in deep and hard and stopping, his cock pulsing inside of me. He exploded, his body shivering over top of me as pleasure shook his body. His hips thrust forward trying to get deeper as his body released his seed inside of me. I watched his face begin to relax, running my fingers over his shoulders and down his arms. As his eyes opened, the alarm went off, and we both began to laugh.

“Perfect timing, as always,” I said.

He leaned down and kissed my lips before pulling his body away from mine and out of the bed. He stood stretching, his cock still hard and sticking straight out in front of him. I smiled as I reached up and switched off the alarm, grabbing the pair of shorts from the floor that he’d let me wear and pulling a sweatshirt over my head. I had to go home to change my clothes, but he was going with me, so I waited while he hurriedly got dressed. He was so handsome in his suits, but I’d take him naked any day. That was probably one of the reasons why I was pregnant. I smiled to myself as I thought about the change in our life, and how Jason was now a permanent part of me.

When he was ready to go, we went down to the street and jumped into one of the company cars. I shivered considerably, having left the house in a pair of shorts. There was frost over everything, and it was getting very close to winter. We pulled up in front of my house, and I got dressed while Jason made us a couple cups of coffee for the road. I pulled out something comfortable to wear, not feeling like fighting the tightness of most of my business attire. When I was done pulling my hair back and brushing my teeth he handed me a mug of coffee and kissed my lips as we made our way back out to the car. This time, I remembered my coat and felt a lot more awake with the coffee already coursing through my veins.

We made it to the office in record time, and I leaned into Jason as we moved up the elevator to our floor. My cheeks blushed slightly as several workers got off the elevator on the seventh floor and as soon as the doors shut, Jason and I both burst into laughter. We were still laughing when the elevator doors opened, and I didn’t even notice the stares and whispers until I was almost all the way down the hall and to my office. I had never even stopped to think about the fact that our relationship was going to seem weird to anyone who didn’t know us or our situation. However, working in a professional environment, I didn’t think I was going to have to deal with the kind of childish behavior that the other employees were exhibiting. At first, it made me angry, so angry in fact, I thought about going out there and defending myself. But, after taking a deep breath and laughing at a picture Jason sent me through text, I decided the best course of action would be to ignore them. Well, at least as long as I possibly could. My coming baby bump wasn’t going to make that situation any easier at all.

Chapter 25

Jason

Waking up was not nearly as exciting as the day before when my alarm clock had been replaced by Tiffany’s luscious lips around my cock. What a way to start a day, and in fact, I even considered having her stay the night so I could wake up again to some blazingly hot sex. I was currently sitting in a marketing meeting thinking about my most-likely pregnant girlfriend’s wet pussy, something I knew my father would frown on if he could read my mind. Anybody in my position would feel the same way with an amazing woman like Tiffany. Not only was she now my girlfriend, and future mother of my child, she was going out of her way to make our love life as spicy as it possibly could be. I didn’t know much about pregnancy, but she had clearly become more hands on in recent days, something I was not going to complain about, not even for a second. I could barely keep my hands off her as it was, but now, she was going to make it way more difficult for me.

When the meeting ended, I stood up, stretching my arms over my head. My father looked over at me and raised an eyebrow, obviously noticing my severe disconnection from the things going on around me. I smiled wide at him and flipped my binder shut, knowing that if he were in a similar position, he would be just as distracted from work. He shook his head and rolled his eyes, trying to hide a smile as he collected his things and walked out of the meeting room. I grabbed my mug and discovered I was out of coffee, which was no big deal since the office kept a pot constantly brewing. I picked up my pen and notebook and headed out of the office toward the break room. I smiled at my father’s secretary as she walked past me, carrying my father’s usual coffee with light cream and no sugar. He used to load it up with sugar, but my mother put a stop to that really fast, calling Shirley and letting her know how he needed to have his coffee made each morning.

After Shirley passed by, I walked into the breakroom and smiled, seeing Tiffany standing at the back corner talking on the phone. She was wearing flowing black dress pants with a black and white polka dotted silk button-up

shirt tucked into the high waist. Her black pointy-toed heels poked out from beneath the hem of the pants, and her hair was pulled back into a curly ponytail. She was still wearing her reading glasses and looked kind of like one of those secretaries in cliché porn movies. I didn’t know who she was talking to, but she seemed like she was whispering. I walked over, trying not to intrude and poured my coffee, fixing it with cream and sugar before turning back around and waiting for her to finish her call. She looked over at me and smiled as she listened to whoever was on the other end of the line. I smiled back and leaned up against the counter, fixing my tie so it wouldn’t land in my coffee mug like it had done so many times before. Maybe all those tie clips I had gotten for Christmas weren’t useless after all.

Tiffany finally pulled the phone from her ear and hung it up, slowly looking up at me with flushed cheeks. She walked forward, looking around to make sure no one else was in the room. I already knew she was going to give me news from her doctor, and I could feel the nerves in my stomach doing flip flops.

“What is it?” I smiled and reached my hand out for hers. She walked in close and looked down at her phone.

“Well, I’m definitely pregnant,” she said happily. “And they said the time of conception was about three weeks and a day ago.”

“Wow,” I said thinking back. “Wait. Holy Shit. That was like our first time.”

“Yeah,” she giggled.

“Well, if that’s not fate, then I don’t know what is,” I said, absolutely floored. “Congratulations, momma.”

“Congratulations, daddy,” she said happily. “We really know how to throw a party.”