Page 60 of From Maybe to Baby

“Yeah? You want to come for me?” I ask breathlessly.

“Yeah. I’m going to comeonyou.”

“Come on my tits,” I say.

He teases me with his fingers a little longer, and an orgasm crashes over me.

“Fuck,” he groans.

I know what that means and quickly turn onto my back. I grab his cock and work the shaft, watching his face.

“I’m coming,” he grunts.

I aim him toward my breasts, and his cum starts to flow. His cock pulses in my hand as I continue to stroke it, milking every drop I can. His eyes squeeze shut, leaving him convulsing for a few seconds.

“So fucking hot,” he says a minute later. We lie there in silence for a few moments before I nudge him with my elbow.

“And now we need a shower because we are a mess.”

Jonas sighs. “You’re right. You go first.”

“Or . . .” I send him a lazy smile. “We can shower together.”

His answering grin is full of promise. “Lead the way.”

8

JONAS

Tiny fingers poke my cheek.

"Daddy." Poke. "Daddy, wake up." Poke poke. "Did you have a good meeting with Miss Minty?"

I open my eyes to find Jace's face approximately two inches from mine, her stuffed unicorn held so I can greet it good morning too.

I yawn and push myself up on my elbows. The events of last night come rushing back— Alexa's "professional" meeting, the way any distance between us evaporated almost instantly, the way her naked body felt under my hands.

"What time is it?" I mumble to no one, since my kid’s not old enough to tell time.

"Morning time," she chirps. "Lukas says it’s time to get up."

Speaking of Lukas, I hear him before I see him—the distinctive sound of him dragging his bag of beach toys toward the door of our suite.

"Buddy?" I call out. "What are you doing?"

He stops, struggling under the bag that is nearly as big as he is. "Getting ready for the beach."

"It's..." I check the clock, "five-thirty a.m. Go back to bed please. Both of you."

"But Miss Minty wants to play with us. She said so yesterday." He drops the bag with a thud and crosses his arms.

I try to process their immediate leap to including Alexa in our daily plans. Not that I have a problem with it. Not at all.

But that doesn’t meanshewants to spend all her days withus.

"Guys, Miss Minty is here to write an article. For work."

"But you went to her room." Jace bounces on the bed.

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