Pregnant By My Boss

The billionaire pauses and meets my eyes. He pulls me closer and kisses my lips tenderly. “And I love you, Katie. I know we don’t even know each other well, and have only been together once, but there has to be a reason why I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you for the past year. You’ve changed me, and you didn’t even know it. Something about you, about us, is different, and I’ve known it since that night we had together. I love you, Katie. I love you.”

My heart soars when I hear his words, and I kiss him back, knowing that it’s all genuine. “I love you, too,” I whisper against his lips.

I grab Trent’s hand and guide him into my bedroom. Once the door is closed, Trent kisses me hard, his hands tangling in my hair.

“God, I’ve missed this,” he groans against my neck.

“Show me how much,” I gasp as he sucks on my pulse point.

He smiles wolfishly and practically tears my dress apart. There will be plenty of time for slow in the future. Today, we just need each other’s bodies, and to feel as much of each other as possible.

Trent studies my curvy form, still clad in bra and panties. “You’re so damn beautiful,” he says. “Do you breastfeed?”

I nod shyly. I haven’t quite gotten used to the way my body looks post-baby, but Trent’s reaction tells me I’m still beautiful. I shiver under his gaze.

Trent kisses my lips again, expertly sliding his arm around my back and unclipping my bra with one hand. He kisses his way down my neck and down to my sensitive breasts. He takes my left nipple into his lips, and I moan.

“Oh, yes, that feels so good, Trent.”

I can feel his smile against my tender skin as he continues to work his magic on my nipples. I’d forgotten how amazing he is at doing this. And incredibly, I begin to lactate. It’s not much, just a tiny dribble of milk, but my man swallows it as if it’s the sweetest nectar.

“Yes baby,” he rasps against my breast. “Yes, give me your honey. I want it so bad. I’ve missed you.”

And sighing with pleasure, I press my breasts into his mouth even harder before pulling away to work my hands under his shirt and yanking it off over his head. As soon as it’s on the ground, I work on his belt and slide his pants down. Trent moves back to my lips and grips my legs, pulling me up so they wrap around him. I can feel his thick, tight muscles as he grips my legs firmly. We fall down onto my bed together, our bodies begging to be close. As close as humanly possible.

Trent pulls my panties down to my ankles and I slide down his boxers. I grip his throbbing member with my hand and use his precum to lubricate his shaft.

“Your hands were made for me,” he says with a groan. “Keep going, baby.”

“I have a better idea,” I say, rolling him over so he’s on his back. I position myself on top of him and begin to lower myself on his large rod.

“Wait,” he protests with difficulty, grabbing my waist and preventing me from settling into him all the way, “I’m not wearing anything.”

I smile at his restraint. “It’s okay,” I say, kissing his neck. “I remembered my birth control today.”

With that, I finish my descent, feeling him deep inside of me. “Oh god,” I say with a gasp, “I forgot how big you are. It’s stretching me so hard.” His face is a grimace of ecstasy even as his hips begin to rock involuntarily.

“You’re still so tight, baby, and so wet for me. Fuck, that’s good.”

I lean forward so my breasts are in line with his lips. He takes the bait and sucks on my nipples again as I lift and impale myself repeatedly.

“Oh, yes,” I gasp, practically squealing as his hand finds my button and rubs it while I plow into him. “Yes, Trent, more!”

I rise and fall on his erection, feeling myself getting closer and closer to orgasm. “Oh god, yes!” I pant, my boobs bouncing and swaying as I ride his cock.

“Baby, you’re going to make me cum,” he groans, eyes half closed in pleasure. “Ride me faster, baby. You feel so fucking good.”

“You’re so big,” I mewl again, bouncing on his cock even faster and feeling our combined juices on my thighs. His member is splitting me in two. “I’m so close!”

“Cum with me,” he grunts, rubbing me faster as he meets every thrust. “I want you to come with me, baby because I’m going to fucking cum inside you!”

At this, he suddenly grabs my waist and flips me over without disconnecting us. Without pause, he plows into me, his cock deep inside my pink channel. I shriek with pleasure, but he claps a hand over my mouth so as to not wake the baby. This makes me even hornier for him. I lick his hand, and I can taste myself on him. His eyes spark with desire, and he dips his head down to kiss me. Our tongues dance with each other, and I can’t help but moan into his mouth as he continues to thrust deep inside me, straight to my core.