He cracked an eyelid open at me and then closed it again, frowning deeper when I dug my knuckles into the bottom of his foot.
“Are we—”
“Just tell me about your day, Jax.” I hadn’t called him that before, except in my head, but it seemed like a good way to distract him. Besides, if he was going to do this for me, there was no way I would give him up after a couple of days. I should probably get used to using his first name at some point.
He blew out a long breath. “I did what Jean-Paul told me to do, followed your instructions to the letter. I wouldn’t screw around just because you weren’t there.” I felt him tensing up, which was the opposite of what I’d intended. I caressed my thumbs over the top of his foot, and he grunted in what might have been pain, so I eased up on the pressure.
“You’re such a good worker, I’m not surprised, but I thought that in your condition you shouldn’t be standing all day.” I bent and brushed my lips to the top of his foot. His skin was warm and soft there. “Was the desk-work okay?” I asked against the spot where I’d laid the kiss.
Jaxson shivered and then chuckled. “Yes.”
I hadn’t actually thought much about what I’d had him do today, when I planned his assignment, but now I was glad that sitting at my desk had been about the extent of things. It gave me an extra thrill thinking about my pregnant… well, thinking about a pregnant man working in my office, having to put his feet up, maybe, because his belly was so big it was making his ankles swell.
I lowered his foot to the floor, gave it a pat, and then picked up the other one to start massaging it. Meanwhile, I was unable to look away from the sensual round bump of his baby belly. I worked on his foot until he was whimpering in a way that had me hungry to fuck him. His eyebrows furrowed into such a sexy expression, and he pursed his plush lips.
“That feels so good, but what are you doing, Daddy?”
I lowered that foot to the floor, purposefully being careful with him. My dick gave a needy throb at the idea that Ineededto go easy on a manin his condition. I ran my hands up his legs and massaged his thighs, digging my fingers into his solid muscles. I loved that he spread his legs easily and quickly. He was clearly hard for me, and that just made everything so much sweeter. I hadn’t truly expected him to allow me back here to his apartment again, let alone with him taking such an active role in doing something I knew was only meant for me. Leaning up, I dropped a kiss on the baby bump, thrilled with how it felt just like kissing his actual body.
“Will you let me take care of this for you before I fuck you?” I ran a thumb along his bulge. “Do you get too sensitive after you come to take me?”
He flushed and his lips parted. He rocked his hips, chasing my touch, and I gave him more pressure before I pulled away. He let out a hoarse moan. “I don’t know. Usually… usually the guys I sleep with aren’t giving me blow jobs. They want me to make them blow a load and then hit the street.”
“Like I did last time?” I refused to feel guilty.
He nodded and his jaw went stiff. “Daddy, I liked what we did, I promise,” he said sharply. “You filled my ass so well, look what you did.” He cupped his pregnant stomach with both hands and gave me such an innocent glance from under his eyelashes that for the first time since I was a teenager, I almost came in my underwear from the sight of something so fucking erotic.
“Stand up. I want these pants gone.”
He laughed. “I really don’t think I can get off the couch. It’s weird how much this… the baby throws off my balance.” He tried to raise himself and fell back against the cushions with a grunt. “Sorry, I’m stuck.”
“Christ.” I was on my feet in a flash, lifting him free of his pillow prison to stand. Jaxson stumbled forward and the firm mound of his stomach brushed against me. He was short enough that his belly put pressure on my throbbing dick. Heat boiled through me in a vicious stab that streaked to my cockhead. I reached around to grasp his asscheeks and pulled him firmly against me. He laughed and wobbled, bracing his hands on my chest, a new blush taking over his face. Never in a million years would I have imagined the coldhearted man who’d more or less sold himself to me for a position in my office would be capable of looking so wholesome. Without him saying so, I knew I’d never see him this way at work, and that made this special. I tried to fight off a ridiculous warmth that settled into my chest.
“Tell me, little baby-maker, did you sit in my office and do anything you shouldn’t have today? No one can see you in there.” I squeezed his ass firmly.
He rocked his belly against me, and I shuddered with pleasure.
“No, I wouldn’t do that.”
“It’s okay, if you want to tomorrow.” I reluctantly let go of his squeezable ass to reverently cup his belly. He was so fucking stunning and the bump felt so real. My dick gave another harsh throb that almost felt painful rather than good. “I know how hormones can make a carrier horny. Make a man want to come.”
He looked up at me and the raw need on his face almost had me tossing him back on the couch to fuck him hard, here and now. “Daddy, you want me to come at your desk?”
I leaned in until the pressure of his belly against my dick had me feeling insane with the need to rut against him, so I gave in and rocked there once… twice, before I said, “No, I want you to comeon my cockon my desk.” I slammed our lips together and he gasped into my mouth, giving me the perfect excuse to fuck my tongue against his.
Jaxson’s stomach was smooshed between us and slammed a bizarre emotional knot into the very core of my body. I pressed my mouth harder to his. Normally when I was with one of the rent boys from the Courtesan, they begged me, with varying degrees of acting ability, to put my seed in them, and that was fucking hot—no denying it—but last night with Jaxson was exceptional. I thrust against his stomach and a hot rush sizzled through my gut. But this… I had a muscled, horny pregnant man in my arms, and I shouldn’t brutalize him the way I normally would a sex partner.
He was pregnant and I couldseeit. I couldfeelthe life he was creating pressed against my dick. Fuck, I was in deep.It’s a sex toy strapped around his middle.But I could feel the solid bump, and I couldn’t make myself think too much about reality.
“I need to be careful with you,” I whispered and trailed my fingertips down his cheeks, his stubble catching on my skin. Even expecting, he was masculine, and that made this so much better. “You’re in a delicate state.”
He stared into my eyes. Heat passed between us, and an oddly charged mood settled heavily over us. It seemed like he struggled to take a deep breath at exactly the same time I did, and I’d never felt more in sync with another man.
“Thank you, Daddy. That’s a good thought. That… that you want to be nice to me.” His tone sounded skeptical, however, and I couldn’t have that. I wouldn’t have that.
“Don’t thank me. You’re going to have my baby. You deserve it.”
His eyes went wide for a second, like maybe I’d finally surprised him, and he glanced away before he took my hand. I was disappointed as he stepped back from me, but rallied as he led me to his bedroom. This was going to be good.
