Page 65 of Baby for My Billionaire Rival

“How are you feeling?” Jake asks me as the sun slots in through the curtains.

I’m not sure what time it is, but I’m in no rush to get out of bed. Jake sleeping beside me the whole night, spooning me from behind, his adoring hands resting on my belly, was a dream come true. I want to revel in this dream a little while longer.

“Not sick yet,” I murmur.

He leans on his elbow to look into my eyes. Brown hair bedheaded. Eyes halfway open, adjusting to the light. An image of a perfect mess. “You’ve been feeling sick?”

“It’s… not great.” Understatement of the year, but he’ll find out sooner than later. “I’m fine right now,” I say, then tug on his neck for a kiss.

Jake moans into my mouth.

I feel his cock jump against my ass. “And how areyoufeeling?” I say through a chuckle.

Jake lifts his chin, smiling bashfully. He reaches down, adjusting his morning wood. “Sorry, I can’t help it.” He rolls onto his back with a sigh.

I decide to take advantage of the morning energy while I can. I roll over and swing my leg over his hips. “Who said you should apologize?”

Jake’s eyes widen.

I take his hands and place them against my waist. “Would you take it off?”

Quickly he pulls at the fabric of my nightgown, lifting it further and further until I’m fully exposed. There’s a pinch of chill against my nipples. They harden.

“Caroline, I don’t…” He breathes in deeply, trying to figure out what to say. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

I lean forward, my breasts resting against his bare chest. “You won’t.” In truth, I’ve started feeling an increase in desire lately. Something I ignore or take care of with my hand. Now that Jake is back in my life, he’s not going to know what hit him.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m pregnant, not porcelain.”

Jake rests his hands on my lower back and lifts himself a bit off the bed. “But you’re precious.”

My stomach flips and I’m suddenly aware of the dampness between my legs.

Ducking his head down, Jake finds one of my breasts with his mouth, enveloping the nipple between his lips. Our eyes lock as he sucks, flicking at the tender bud. I moan softly, allowing my hips to undulate against him, his clothed cock sliding through my wettened crease.

“Mmmm…” he moans against me, eyes rolling back.

Jake languishes on my chest for a while, making sure neither breast feels unattended. Finally, he reaches down and grabs my ass. “Oh, I’ve missed this,” he murmurs.

I tip his chin back and kiss him.Me too.

As our lips tangle together, we work his briefs off. The second he’s free, I reach down, grab a handful of him and I remember. I remember all the times he filled me, stretched me, claimed me. We weren’t exactly as careful as we could be. Maybe it was our primal instincts clawing onto each other, making a match before our brains could.

Whatever it is, I don’t care. He’s the father of my child. And I know he’ll take care of us any way he can.

SoIwill take care of him.

I lift my hips, allowing Jake to straighten out his cock. The head finds my opening notch and, with my eyes pinned in his, I sink down, letting out a strained whimper from the back of my throat. It feels so good to have him again. My nerves pulse through my body, each of them warning me of the next ecstasy to follow.

Jake’s mouth parts. “God, you feel…”

I start to rev my hips against him, dipping my head to his shoulder.

“You’re so soft,” he groans into my hair.

Jake keeps his hands on my backside, increasing our tempo. He moans over and over and I want to savor just how desperate he is for me.

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