He growled. “Fuck me.”
I laughed and slid between his legs. He had more demands that I ignored, until a reddish flush spread from his chest to his cheeks and I knew he was on the verge of coming again. I withdrew from his mind-blowing heat and didn’t care that I smeared lube on my suit pants as I unbuttoned and lowered my zipper. I sneaked my cock out of the slit in my briefs rather than getting naked and lined up with his lube-glossed asshole. The sight was like a hot fist to the gut. Drops of precum dripped from my slit, and I shivered as I smeared them over his hole.
“Please,” he gasped out, and I gently pressed against him, teasing. He pouted, though I didn’t think he realized he was doing it, and gripped his legs so hard that the skin began to turn red where his fingers bit into his flesh. I leaned my weight into spearing him open and broke through into tight, hot heaven.
“You’re still in your suit,” he gasped out, almost like he’d forgotten I hadn’t undressed, even though he’d seen me all along. Maybe he’d been that lost in his head.
“Your baby-daddy couldn’t wait to fill you up, since you want another baby in here,” I said and rubbed a hand over his belly.
“In your suit. You’re fucking me in your suit. Oh God.” He tossed his head back on his pillow, and I lifted his legs over my arms so I could hold him wide. He twisted his fingers into his own dark curls and held on. I took a second to appreciate the sight of myself disappearing into his hole and sank into the urgent tension at the root of my cock as I drilled farther into his tight heat.
For a while, all I did was wallow in the joy of fucking. He cried out and slapped his hands to my shoulders, but then he lowered his hands to his baby bump and his mouth fell open in a yell. I shifted on my knees until I fucked a short yelp out of him and then stayed there in that spot—pounding into him. My orgasm closed in fast. He was too flawless underneath me, his dick dripping clear drops and sweat clinging to his temples. I slid my hand under his shirt and rolled one of his nipples between my fingers, and he squeezed around my cock, almost ending things right there for me.
“Come again for Daddy. Come on. Come.”
I pounded my hips so hard, the lushslapof our bodies smacking together echoed around the room. He nodded, and I expected him to jerk himself off, but he gasped and his eyes flew wide.
“Daddy, I’m going to….” He bowed off the bed. I leaned down and captured his parted lips in a kiss. His mouth was soft and sweet and I licked into it, tasting him. He whimpered, and the sound pushed me over the edge. I buried my cock as far in his ass as I could and came with a full body rush of tingles. My cockhead pulsed, and I fucking loved that I was coming surrounded by his body, planting my seed deep inside him.
When I was done, I carefully began to ease free of Jaxson, but he grasped at my shirt. “Stay for a second?” His smile dazzled me.
I froze and then finished pulling out faster than I’d meant to. That pleased expression of his wasn’t pretend, he was actually feeling that good with me, maybe evenaboutme. No one was that great of an actor. That wasn’t okay. He wasn’t supposed to like me. Hell, I wasn’t supposed tolikethat he seemed to like me.
“Wait—”
“I have a meeting to get to,” I mumbled, staring down at his belly instead of his face. I stroked my fingers over it again, just in case he never did this for me in the future. I wanted the sight burned forever into my spank bank. “You’re working in my office again tomorrow. You’ll see me around two o’clock.” Quickly, I stood and tucked myself away.
“Daddy—”
“You felt good, right?” I forced myself to be a man and studied him, checking his face for any signs of pain or discomfort. He nodded carefully after a few seconds. His movements were stiff, though.
“Yes, Daddy,” he said guardedly. “I can feel your seed in me.”
Some of my strange mood drained away. “Hold it in there as long as you can. Lie back. That’s right,” I said when he wriggled around and got comfortable. “Don’t move.”
I went to his small bathroom, again neat as an admiral’s sock drawer, like everything else in the apartment, and grabbed a washcloth. I came back to the bedroom and he hadn’t moved yet. His eyes were closed and his breathing was steady.
“Thought you had a meeting?” Jaxson didn’t call me out on my bullshit, but his tone let me know thathe knewI was a coward, or maybe that was my guilt talking. What had just happened was too perfect to ruin, which I would if I stayed any longer. I didn’t want to fuck this up for myself yet.
“I do have a meeting. A dinner meeting.” I regretted my lie as I ran a hand over his swollen belly. I wiped his cum away from his dick with far more care than I would have shown my own. The last thing I wanted was for him to be itchy while he napped.
Wish I could take him to dinner.Anxiety washed over me as soon as I realized what the fuck was running through my mind.Take him to dinner? Put his feet up? There were so many little things I could do around here to take care of a pregnant, cute belly boy.I touched his stomach again, feeling reverent.
Take care of him? That was fucking crazier than anything we’d done so far, and he’d basically prostituted himself for a job. My heartbeat rushed in my ears.
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”And it will be so sad to not see you this way.I touched his belly again and some emotion welled up in my chest, both terrible and wonderful at the same time. I forced myself to toss the washcloth on the floor instead of being an idiot and taking it to the bathroom. I wasn’t his maid. I didn’t let myself bend down and kiss his soft lips. His eyelids fluttered but stayed closed and his lashes swept darkly against his cheeks. He seemed like he was settling in for a long nap, maybe even for the night, early as it was, so I gave in and folded the blankets over him before I left.
The instant I stepped through my own front door into my empty apartment, I wished I’d brought him with me. I really could have fed him dinner and put his feet up. I could bring him here and spoil him right.
“Fuck, what is wrong with me?” I asked my empty living room that was bigger than Jaxson’s whole apartment, but there was no one there to answer.
7
Jax
Itook a deep breath and stared at the flashing numbers on the elevator, the strap of my backpack held tightly in my hand. It was fucking weird to feel this nervous, but I’d never had a sexual experience quite like what I’d had last night. I never expected to enjoy having sex while pretending to bepregnant, but the fucking was hot, and I came so hard I saw stars.
I laughed quietly to myself at the absurdity before the elevator dinged open and I stepped out, nearly running into Kalinski. He huffed at me and crossed his arms, and I knew what was coming before he even opened his mouth.
