Page 33 of Next Door Billionaire's Surprise Baby

I don’t know what to say to that, so I offer, “Do you want to stay tonight?”

He kisses my hair, whispering, “I don’t want to be anywhere else.”

We sit in silence for a long while, listening to each other’s heartbeats as we swim in our separate thoughts. Skye’s unintelligible garbles die down as she falls asleep in Kane’s arms with her small head tucked into the crook of his neck. I reach out to take her from him, but he gently refuses and insists, “I’ll put her to bed.”

I nod, telling him, “Next door is her room.”

He leaves the room, being careful not to make any noise. Once I’m alone, I throw myself flat on the bed. A dreamy smile creeps up my face at the thought of Kane spending the night here.

Would we get to finish what we started that day at the office?

Kane comes back some minutes later. He shuts the door silently behind him and leans against it, staring down at me. He subconsciously chews on his bottom lip, lost in thought.

“Are you sure it’s okay to leave Skye by herself?”

My smile widens at his protectiveness, “I'm sure. Skye's room has a baby monitor, and she’s old enough to leave her bed and come in here.”

“If you say so,” he leans away from the door and comes over to me. In the few seconds for him to get to my bed, the atmosphere in the room becomes charged up to the point where I feel the hairs on my skin stand.

Kane stands over me beside the bed, looking at me intensely. Then, slowly, he begins to take off his shirt. My eyes follow his fingers, unbuttoning his shirt until it’s all done. He takes the shirt from his body, exposing his thick, brawny muscles. I want to kiss all over his chest, feeling the hard muscles twitch in response to my touch.

His fingers move to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. I watch with an anticipated breath as he pulls his pants down, taking his underwear along with it. When he straightens, he is totally naked, and I admire his god-like frame. His jutting member stands proudly, and I wonder what he would taste like.

Before I know it, I lift myself up and crawl over to the edge of the bed. He’s thick and veiny, and when my hands wrap around him, I feel how surprisingly silky he is.

My eyes meet his as I begin stroking him slowly. His breathing quickens as my hand moves faster, and his lips part in pleasure.

I inch my mouth to his member, peppering the length with kisses before taking him fully in my mouth.

His entire body locks into place, and my name escapes from his lips, “Chloe...”

I hum, delighted by how good he tastes. Kane’s hand grabs my ponytail, pulling away the tie to free my hair. Then, with his grip on my hair, he begins bobbing my head up and down his erection and, at the same time, being careful not to be rough with me.

I take him further into my mouth, eliciting a loud moan from him, “Fuck…Chloe…”

As he slides out, I make sure to suck hard on his tip, swirling my tongue around it. A few more strokes cause Kane to throw his head up, moaning loudly. His thighs clench together as a signal of his incoming orgasm.

Wonder what will happen if I suddenly pull away?

But he has been a good boy, and I have to reward him for it. My hand goes around to grab his ass, pushing him closer to me, and his member slides deep down to touch my throat. I gag but keep at it, sucking as much as I can.

Kane tries so hard to pull away, but my hold on him is greater.

“Chloe…” he strains through his teeth, “I don’t want to finish so soon.”

That’s too bad.

His hips grind involuntarily against my face as I suck on him with all I’ve got. Just when I’m feeling breathless, he pulls out, and I’m rewarded with a yell from him and an inflow of cum on my chest.

Kane’s body shudders as he comes, the waves of euphoria nearly sending him falling forward, but in a quick motion, he grabs my shoulders and shoves me back on the bed.

“You are so fucking stubborn,” he pants as he undresses me. He’s frenzied now, and within seconds, I’m naked and exposed to him. He digs his knees into the bed and places his body over mine. His face is blushing red from the orgasm, and his eyes are glazed over.

“At least I didn’t leave you hanging,” I retort. My legs spread apart to wrap themselves around his back, but he lifts off from me, grating, “Be patient, woman.”

I raise myself up on my elbows and hiss, “I’ve been for two days, Kane. Two days! I can’t wait any longer.”

He brings his face close to mine until our lips touch. He whispers, “You can, and you will.”

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