Billionaire Flawed 2(201)

The two of us moaned as I strode along the length of his shaft. It didn’t feel like a slow build today; it just felt like an explosion in my head that traveled down to my private parts. The muscles inside me clenched and started to choke his manhood.

He exploded inside me, and I still wanted more.

I kept riding up and down, as our juices mixed together on the bed. I felt another orgasm take hold of me, and I shuddered but still I kept going. By now I wasn’t pulling in and out but was just moving my hips around in circles.

It didn’t last long though as I didn’t have any energy left to continue, so I laid myself down on his bare chest; collapsing into this perfect moment.



8.

We both woke up at about the same time. My legs felt like dead weight, so I rolled over on the pillows. He laughed, and I did the same.

“What’s the plan for today?” I asked.

“Breakfast, I think,” he replied.

He stood up and turned to see me still laid out on the bed, and something stirred inside him. He joined me again, and we enjoyed ourselves again in the morning.

After the last night, though, I had almost nothing left. He had worn me out in entirety. It was another couple hours before we were dressed and sitting at a breakfast table just down the block.

“Tell me, what kept you occupied while I was in the away games,” he asked.

I stared at the menu and couldn’t think of what to tell him.

“I worked,” I replied, “it seems there’s always something that needs to be done at the agency.”

“Seems reasonable,” he replied.

“How was the girl at your first away game,” I asked, with more than a little resentment.

“She wasn’t,” he said, “she was ready and able, and she wanted to do some really kinky stuff, but she wasn’t you.”

I blushed and did my best to hide myself behind the menu.

“After our fight from before, I wanted to do something crazy to prove to myself that I could, but when the time came I just didn’t have the interest.”

I couldn’t hide the truth from him any longer; he needed to know.

“Jake, I have something rather important to tell you,” I started.

“Yeah, what’s that?”

“I visited the doctor about two weeks ago; I was having morning sickness and didn’t know what was going on. I’m a little embarrassed to say that I’m pregnant.”

He pulled the menu out of my hand to see my face.

“You’re pregnant?” he asked.

I nodded.

He leaned back in his chair and set the menu back on the table.

“Well, no big deal, you’re going to terminate it, right?” he said with a casual attitude.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing; he wanted to tell me what I should do with my pregnancy, maybe I should tell him where he can put his opinions.

“Now that you bring it up, I think I’ll just keep it. It’s not like you wanted to be a father. I’m not ready to be a mother, but I’m willing to try. If you want to go off and fuck cheerleaders, go ahead. I’ll just be taking care of your illegitimate child.”

I stood up and grabbed my things. I think more than enough people could hear what was going on, and I knew I had made a mistake by talking about it so cavalier over breakfast. I did my best to hide my face as I walked out of the restaurant.

At least, he’d helped me make the decision. I didn’t know if I wanted to keep it to begin with, but the idea of being a mother sounded like a great adventure. I was feeling more confident now than I ever did when I was drinking.

I plucked the pamphlet from my purse that I’d never taken a chance to look at in the past. The mothers looked so happy in the photographs, and I wanted that. Jake would have been a great father, not that I expected him to become one.

I called in to work and took the day off. I had a lot of thinking to do and work was the worst place for it.

My phone began to vibrate; Jake was calling. I cooled my head for a moment and answered the phone.

“What,” I said angrily.

“Can we, at least, talk about this?”

“I thought we talked about it. I know what your opinion is on the matter, and I’m going to choose what I want.”

“Angie, I always told myself that I would have a family someday, but not like this. I want a proper family, where you get married, and settle down, get a dog and a house; all that stuff.”

“And you think I don’t?” I replied. “I didn’t want to have kids, but I can’t imagine giving up a child that we made. You do what you want, but I’m done talking about this right now.”

I clicked off the phone and noticed a missed call from Martin, so I quickly dialed him back.