Page 68 of Surprise Baby for the Enemy

“Will you fuck me in my own bed tonight?”

I will fuck her on any surface of this room if she asks. But first-

I put my hands on her hips and run my palms up her naked sides. “Can I fuck you in the shower first?”

She wraps her arms lazily around my neck, smiling coyly. Suddenly, it occurs to me that this is the first time we’re having sex without our lives being in danger or being in the middle of an argument. Without us keeping secrets from each other, even. I’m about to suggest we use the bed after all, to give this occasion its proper pomp and circumstance, but Raleigh kisses my chin and coos,

“Fuck me in the bath instead?”

I peel the rest of her clothes- still my clothes- off as Raleigh’s enormous clawfoot tub fills with searing hot water. Our kisses start sloppy, but as my cock hardens in anticipation, I tighten my grip, and Raleigh softens in response.

I’ve never had the chance to see her playful in this context. She can’t stop smiling when I kiss her, dragging her nails lightly over my skin, licking my jaw or my throat or my chest when our mouths part for more than a second. She’s ready to eat me alive, and I’m ready to let her.

When the bath is full, I lower myself in first, hissing at the heat. Raleigh steps in like it’s the tamest temperature imaginable, and as soon as I’m seated, she settles in my lap and closes her mouth over mine again. Her hands cup my face, tangle in my hair, keeping me close. I’m breathing in the strawberry and vanilla of her chapstick, glorying in the way the heat of the bath is turning her skin dewy. Using her grip on me as her anchor, she begins to drag her clit up and down the lengthof my cock. I squeeze her thighs, helping to steady her rhythm, groaning as she grinds harder against me.

“I love you, Derrick,” Raleigh gasps, pulling back so she can look me in the eye. Her hazel ones are dark, her pupils huge with hunger. The playfulness is gone now, something fierce and possessive taking its place. “I love you, and I don’t give a shit what anyone says. I’m keeping you.”

I tighten my grip on her, lifting her off my lap. Raleigh cries at the loss of our friction, but when I lower her down again, I plunge my cock inside her until our bodies slap together. Raleigh shrieks in pleasure and pain, arching her spine so her torso lines up with mine. I cup her ass, guiding her to rock back and forth as the water crashes over the edge.

After a few seconds, she takes over at her own pace.

Her arms wrap around my neck, her forehead resting against mine as she rides me lazily. I close my eyes, tilting my head back so that she can kiss every inch of my face more easily. Her lips whisper over my eyelids, my brow, my nose, my cheekbone, the shell of my ear.

I’m hers. And now, in her own bath in her own room, it’s her turn to lay claim to every part of me.

“So… what kind of jewelry do you plan to get me?” Raleigh asks.

I smile. “Earrings. Pearl earrings.”

Raleigh sweeps her fingers through my hair and kisses me hard, punishing me for my insolence. I thrust up into her, matching the speed of her rolling pelvis.

I may have no clue what tomorrow brings, but I intend to face it with this woman. I intend to spend the holidays with her in my mother’s house. And I intend to bring our child into a world where we don’t have to tell them pretty lies to keep them safe.

“Turn around,” I tell Raleigh, and she groans eagerly. With some sloshing, we get her turned away from me, but when I lower her back down onto my cock, I’m even deeper than before. Raleigh clings to the edges of the tub, searching for leverage so she can thrust herself back onto me, and I brace my feet on the far end of the tub to do the same.

Every time our bodies slam together, and the waves splash against the tub’s walls, it feels like I’m being revived. Minutes ago I wanted nothing but rest and oblivion. Now I’m ready to go all night with her.

I feel Raleigh’s pussy begin to tighten around me as her body prepares to orgasm, and I reach around her to get my thumb between her legs so I can push her over that edge. She gasps, her rhythm instantly stumbling as sensation shoots through her. I watch her back arch, feel her leg muscles jump and kick against mine. Her glorious ass tips up toward me, and I squeeze it with both hands as I bury myself inside her and cum.

Raleigh flops back against me, and after taking a moment to catch my breath, I wrap my arms around her and bury my face in her thick hair. My hands rest on the little swell of her stomach, and she hums contentedly.

“What’ll you buy me to go with the earrings?” she asks, after a moment of sleepy quiet. She already sounds like she’s drifting off, and between the warm water of the bath and the post-sex haze, I’m ready to join her.

“A bracelet,” I murmur, and feel her chuckle through my whole body.

CHAPTER 37

Raleigh

The next morning,I just want to see Clara. I had three whole emotional breakdowns yesterday, and after a full night’s sleep in Derrick’s arms and my own bed, I think I’m ready for a fourth. But I run into Thomas on my way to his room, and he warns me she’ll probably be in bed until late into the day.

“She was having a lot of fun traveling, but it still took something out of her,” he tells me, his own eyes tired but content. “Jet-lag from Europe is one thing, but being nearly five months pregnant is entirely another.”

So I let my best friend sleep and walk with Derrick and my brother downstairs. Thomas leaves us to grab files from his study, and we continue to the meeting room, which we reach before anyone else but Iris and Paul. Iris is on the left of the head of the table, with Paul beside her, which surprises me until Iris says,

“You’re across from me today.”

Except… that puts me to the right of the head of the table.I’mmeant to sit at Thomas’sright?

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