Love At First Down_A Secret Baby Romance by Sosie Frost

Author:Sosie Frost [Frost, Sosie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-12-09T05:00:00+00:00

11

Leah

I woke stiff and exhausted and…sticky.

Very sticky.

Everywhere. My thighs. My slit. The sheets.

Jack wasn’t in the bed—thank God. I slipped from the blankets, stood on wobbly legs, and surveyed the mess. At least I could assess the damage without him watching and flashing that knowing smile.

Not like I hadn’t earned it last night. That gorgeous, cocky smirk overwhelmed me when I was under him, conquered me when I rode him, and dominated me even as I crushed my body against his to harden his cock once more. I’d wanted him to take me again and again.

I got my way.

Three times. Maybe four?

I couldn’t even remember. The night was a blur of pleasure, energy, and undeniable, unquenchable need. I had never, ever experienced anything so erotic or insane or unbelievably sexy.

Now the sun rose. I was supposed to return to my normal state of respectability and repression.

But how could I handle the man who turned me from responsible, controlled Leah into a crazed sex kitten? I remembered my demands. Bare cocks. Coming inside. Orgasms.

Babies.

Oh, God. I was a mess. My core still heated. It was sticky too.

I had unprotected sex. A lot of it.

But I didn’t have any regrets. That was the strange part, especially since I was usually suffering in shame after my nights with Wyatt. Even after dating for so long, we only ever had sex under the covers, carefully and slowly and always with a condom. The last thing either of us wanted was a mistake that would ruin our judiciously crafted lives.

Well, that life-plan ruined before it began. Now I’d have a baby at twenty-four with the star, playboy quarterback of the Ironfield Rivets. It was as good a plan as any, especially since it meant sex with a man who dominated my body with the same ease he ruled the football field.

I checked my phone. Eight o’clock. At least it was a Saturday or I’d have one hell of a time explaining my tardiness to Jolene. No, sorry, I was getting my brains fucked out by Jack Carson last night. Nope, we weren’t careful at all! I took so much of his seed inside me, I’m still dripping this morning…

Christ, that thought shouldn’t have gotten me hot. But it did. Horribly. Shamefully.

I let my fingers glide over the slickness between my legs—some of it mine, most of it Jack’s. My clit throbbed under my touch, and every little bump nearly drove the air from my lungs.

I was still sensitive. Still wanting.

This was trouble waiting to happen, and I’d have to leave the safety of the bedroom to confront the trouble-maker himself.

I rinsed off in his expensive, beautiful shower with more soaps and oils, dials and temperature settings than a man like Jack Carson ever needed. The spa tub looked comfortable though. A good soaking tub was a quarterback’s best friend on Monday mornings. Also, a bottle of aspirin. And, of course, I remembered Jack telling me he often added a blow-job to his recommended prescriptions.

It shouldn’t

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