The Baby Contract

CHAPTERTHIRTY-ONE

Bran

Anne’s body gripped my cock and I had to fight to keep from flying over into pleasure with her. I wanted to make this night last as long as possible.

As her orgasm subsided, I kissed her, holding her, wondering if she could feel my love for her as I cursed myself for not being able to speak the words.

She looked at me. “You’re not done.”

“Not yet.” I pulled her back to me, my lips fusing against hers again. I could kiss this woman forever.

But soon her body began to rock, and my dick couldn’t be denied any longer.

“Anne.” I maneuvered her until her knees were on the couch, her hands on the back of the couch. I rubbed my hand over her ass. “You have a gorgeous ass.” I leaned over and bit it. She let out a surprised yelp.

I licked the spot and she moaned. “Bran.”

I fucking loved hearing my name on her lips. “Say it again.”

“Bran.”

Gripping her hips, I thrust inside her again. Her pussy wrapped around my dick like it was made just for me. She was hot, wet, and mine. “Anne…”

She looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes clouded with desire. She was wanton and sexy and I wanted her forever.

I wrapped my hand in her long strands, leaning forward, and kissing her shoulder and neck. “I need to come, Baby,” I growled against her sweet, soft skin.

“Yes.”

“Are you close? Touch yourself. Make yourself come again.”

With one hand, she reached between her legs. I wished I could see her fingers playing with her clit, but I couldn’t from my vantage point. Even if I could, I was too blind with lust to pay much attention.

My hips pistoned as I drove in and out of her, faster, harder. With one final thrust, I hit the limit. My entire body detonated. Pleasure raced over my skin, through my blood.

“Yes! Fuck…Anne…yes.”

“Oh God.” Her pussy gripped me again, sending a new wave of ecstasy through me. I pumped and pumped inside her until I was empty.

I wasn’t sure how I managed it, but I was able to get us laying on the couch, her over me as I held her in my arms. We lay like that for long moments. It should have been the time I spilled out everything that was in my heart.

It should have been, but it wasn’t.

After several minutes, she let out a wide yawn. "Oh, I'm sorry. I promise it's not the company."

"I understand. It’s tiring work growing a human."

I pressed my hand over her belly, hoping I might feel our child move. I looked at Anne, wondering how she was feeling about the baby. Her eyes had misted when we had seen our child on the ultrasound screen, but she hadn't said much then, or when I tried to bring it up during dinner.

What did that mean?

Deep down I knew exactly what it meant. She was acting in her role as surrogate. Disappointment filled me, but I pushed it away. I couldn't expect one nice dinner on the patio and a game of bowling to make her fall in love with me.

She'd been texting with Harper earlier and for all I knew whatever Harper had said raised Anne’s guard against me. Although it hadn't felt like that as we made love.

We dressed and walked back upstairs where I was meant by Mr. Joseph. "There's a call for you from Mr. MacLeod." I looked at my watch. It was nearly 9 o'clock.

Why was Dane calling me so late? The only thing I could think of was there was an emergency on our project.