Page 134 of Dr. Damaged Protector

She tightened up and moved backward, placing herself against my chest. I held her breasts. I noted that they had started getting bigger and fuller. At the same time, they felt very soft.

She started to ride me. Her gentle rise and fall with each bounce ended with a rhythmic clapping against her ass. The eventual recoil had a pulling effect, forcing me to spank her instinctively.

“You don't usually spank me,” she giggled. I got to my feet, my dick still inside her.

“We have to spice things up a little, don't we,” I mused.

She was face down on my desk, and I continued to fuck her.

“Oh.. yes…there…” she moaned too loud, but I didn't care if anyone was listening.

I continued to move, hitting the spot that gave her pleasure. I finally pulled out.

“Oh no no no no no,” she complained as she turned to face me, so I lifted her up. I began guiding my dick back into her as she wrapped her arms and legs around my body to secure her stability, ensuring she didn't fall.

“Do you feel better?” I asked as I thrusted my hips upward, hitting her cervix.

She didn't answer. Her eyes were almost white, her mouth frozen open, and her face morphing from pain to pleasure in alternation.

“Fuuuuuck,” she finally said, “I'm going to pee.”

“Hold it,” I warned. It was no use but that didn't stop me from continuing. “You're going to make the cleaners hate you.”

“I'm sorry…tell them I apologize,” she said as she sought my mouth for a kiss.

I kissed her, pinning her against the wall and giving her all I had left. As I climaxed, I remained inside her, unwilling to move a single inch.

“I swear if I get pregnant again, I'll kill you,” she warned.

“I'll be waiting to take full responsibility,” I assured her. “Nevertheless, I love you.”

“I love you too,” she avowed.

The door opened and Jane came in. Olivia was still naked and pinned against the wall. I was still half clothed.

“Hey,” Olivia waved.

“The door has a lock for a reason,” Jane sighed.

Chapter forty

The End of the First Hill

Olivia

The second month of my pregnancy, things had finally settled down. I enjoyed the perks that came with dating the boss. It's never got to my head, and I tried my best to live an exemplary life, befitting my position both as his secretary and girlfriend.

As for our relationship, Lucas was trying his best. It was funny to see the things he tried to do. One day he ordered flowers and delivered them to the receptionist. He assumed that the reception would automatically send them to my office. We were all confused when she got it instead because there was no card attached; he didn't even know that they had cards.

One time, I jokingly said that I wanted to have the restaurant all to ourselves, and he took it literally. He rented out the entire restaurant for the evening. But he wasn't always so clumsy. After work, he wouldn't let me do anything taxing. He handled the meals, making me eat food for pregnant women. Sometimes, I would catch him scrolling through online malls for baby clothes. Other times, he would be on alert for proper parenting practices.

He didn't want to make mistakes like his father had. I've always known it, but he loved putting in extra effort for whatever he aimed at. It served to increase my affection for him. I couldn't wait for him to become a proper father.

Lucas

“I'm not sure they will come,” I said as I paced back and forth. Meanwhile, Olivia showed me the type of yoga for pregnancies that she had found online. I felt it would be too stressful, but what do I know?

“I still don't know why you're inviting your siblings over, but I'm sure as the oldest, they will honor the invitation.”

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