Page 103 of Best Man
“I want it inside me, Sasha.”
“Fuck,” he grunted, compelled to obey her wishes.
He threw her legs over his shoulder and had his way with her. Sasha was so insanely skilled at fucking her—butnothingmade her come as hard or as fast as when he used her flesh solely for his own pleasure. He grabbed at her tits, slapped at her ass, and fucked her harder, harder, harder.
It wasn’t long before he threw his head back and roared.
“I’m coming!”
A surge of liquid pressure shot inside her.
“Yesss,” she moaned, clamping his manhood with her walls.
Spent, Sasha collapsed on top of her, his cock still twitching inside her.
“Oh, fuck,” he grumbled, gasping for breath. “Wow. You’re incredible.”
“Me?” She giggled. “You’re so good at fucking me.”
Once he caught his breath, he lifted his head and kissed her.
“Sorry I choked you,” he said again.
She squeezed her eyes shut. “You don’t have to apologize. I just didn’t want it at the moment.”
“I know,” he said, staring into her eyes and stroking her hair. “I love you so much, Paulina. I just don’t want to hurt you or make you uncomfortable.”
“I love you, too,” she said.
She looked deep into his eyes. She couldn’t keep her secret buried any longer. He was the father of the child she was carrying and hehadto know. But how was she supposed to tell him? Was she supposed to just bring it up out of the blue, or—
“If you love me,” he murmured suddenly, “then you must tell me what is bothering you.”
She caught him totally by surprise. “Huh?”
“Something’s been bothering you all night long,” he said, his eyes vulnerable. “I can tell. What is it, Paulina? Please don’t keep this from me.”
There was no turning back now. Her heart began to race with the ultimate fear of rejection. What if he rejected her, rejected the life they’d created together? Yes, the baby would be provided for regardless—but she’d be so crushed, she wasn’t sure she could ever feel whole again.
“I’m so sorry for the way I’ve been acting all night, Sasha,” she said at last. “But you’re right. Something’s on my mind. Something I need to share with you.” She reached for his hand and squeezed it desperately. “Something serious.”
“You don’t want to live in Dallas after all, do you?” he asked with a tinge of disappointment.
“Huh? No. It’s not that.”
“Did you cheat on me?” he asked guardedly.
She laughed. “Not a chance.” She couldn’t imagine any man stealing her away from Sasha.
“So,” he said sadly, “you fell out of love with me, then.”
“God,no!” She squeezed her body against his. “I said I love you, Sasha, and I meant it. I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it.”
“Then …?” Out of guesses, he shrugged. “Tell me what it is, Paulina.”
“Sasha—” She took a deep breath. “I’m pregnant.”
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