Page 58 of Surprise Baby for Mr. Fischer
“I—” she cleared her throat. “Thank you.”
I smiled. “You’re welcome.”
“With you, I feel amazing.” Her cheeks deepened to a pinkish-red. “Sexually, I’ve never felt this good, and physically, never this desirable. You make me believe my size isn’t an issue.”
“Because it’s not.”
She sucked her bottom lip into her mouth before blowing it out in a huff.
“I don’t know who made you feel like you’re not enough, but you are, Harper. I wouldn’t change anything about your looks or your body.”
I moved closer and cupped my hand around her jaw, raising her head to prove my point. My lips found hers. I kept my lips gentle as I worshipped her mouth. I lightly brushed my tongue against her bottom lip until she opened her mouth with a moan, and I slid inside. With the palm of my hand against the back of her head, I drew her closer, deepening our kiss.
I faintly heard the sound of a plastic cap snapping open and closed. I tuned out the annoying noise, enjoying the sensation of devouring Harper with my lips.
My hips jerked forward in surprise when her fingers gripped my cock. She pumped her hand up and down, slick from the lotion she must have grabbed, fast and hard, the way I liked it. My tongue thrust into her mouth, mimicking the compulsive movement of my hips. A low guttural groan spilled from me as one of her hands cupped and gently squeezed my balls.
Fuck!
My body tensed as tingles skated up and down my spine. I tightened my grip on Harper’s hair, pushing myself to hold it together, to savor this moment.
I pulled my mouth away and rested my forehead against her. “Oh, fuck, babe.” My harsh panting and groans filled the room as I surged in her grasp, rocking my hips faster. “Babe, I’m going to come if you don’t stop.”
“Then come. I want you to feel good.”
“I already do feel good,” I growled back. My hips locked, and my balls tightened.
Harper tilted my cock to face her chest. With one last groan, I came. I shuddered with each pulse. When I opened my eyes, I only felt a tiny bit of regret that I’d come all over her like I had no self-control.
A smug smile filled her lips, changing that regret instantly to satisfaction.
I grabbed a nearby washcloth and turned to dip it in the water. “Shit.” The water was near the top, ready to splash over. I’d been so distracted by her, I forgot I’d left the tap running. I turned off the water, then drained the tub just enough so that Harper could get in.
After wetting the washcloth, I rubbed the cloth up and down her chest, taking special care to gently circle it around her tightened nipples. Her breath hitched, and my cock jumped at the slight sound. I reminded myself this was me caring for Harper, not foreplay. Once she was clean, I helped her into the bathtub and placed a kiss on her lips.
“Relax. I’ll go get everything set up so we can record your show and make sure your clothes are dry.”
She returned my kisses before leaning her head against the tub and sighing as she relaxed within the warmth of the water.
My heart gave a gentle tug as I realized how truly amazing we were together, but also wondered how we were actually going to make this relationship work.
My phone dinged with a text. I pulled it out of my back pocket and scanned the message from Clint. “Big role being offered to you. Call me immediately for details.”
Shit!Clint wasn’t one to exaggerate. This role wouldn’t be one I should turn down and would likely keep my career on track. Even knowing this, that gentle heart tug turned into dread. If I accepted this job, there’s no way Harper would understand.
Would she demand I choose between having my career or having her and the baby in my life? I needed to keep this quiet for now.
