Baby Bump (Billionaire Bosses #1) by Miley Maine

Author:Miley Maine [Maine, Miley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Quinn

Too much has happened today. Nicholas, George, the baby… it’s all too overwhelming, and it’s hard to think.

Then there’s the baby to think about, too. Fuck, a baby. What do I do about that? I’m not ready to be a mother. No, I’m not ready to be a single mother.

Part of me knows that that’s why I’m kissing Nicholas in my kitchen right now. I need to know that something is real. Maybe sleeping with Nicholas doesn’t make the most sense, but I need to feel something. And Nicholas’ body, firm and eager for my touch, is as real as anything that I could be touching right now.

I want to forget about everything that’s happened today. And Nicholas is in front of me, offering me the perfect way to do so. Even if it’s stupid and I will definitely regret my actions after, I can’t help but push closer to Nicholas, seeking more of his touch to drive away all the memories.

“Feels so good,” Nicholas groans as I rub my hand up and down his cock, his hips bucking toward me. “More, keep going… fuck!”

He bucks violently as I suddenly squeeze him through his pants, panting. Suddenly, it’s not enough. I need to feel his skin against mine.

“Clothes, off,” I say, barely cognizant enough to speak in full sentences.

I fumble with his buttons. One of them pops off, the thread breaking, but I don’t care enough to watch where it goes. If he wants, I’ll fix it later. It’s far more important, now, to see and feel the expanse of smooth chest underneath the shirt as I finish unbuttoning it and push it back, allowing it to fall to the floor.

My fingers trace each dip and ridge of his muscles, fascinated by how firm they are. Did I notice this last time? I’m not sure. I slip my hand lower, and he twitches as the pads of my fingers skate over his sides.

At any other time, I might have had a field day with the knowledge that he’s obviously ticklish. But playtime is over. I’m not interested in having fun. All I want is the hot, eager body in front of me.

Then Nicholas’s hands are on me, pushing up my t-shirt. The material stretches as he tugs it up over my head, mussing my hair, and throws it to the side.

His hands cup my breasts, playing with the lace of my bra and kneading the free skin. The feeling of it is nice as he massages them lightly. His fingers slip under the material of my bra, and I can feel him touching my nipples, even that light contact is enough to tease them to hardness. I groan deeply at the feeling.

“I’m going to take your bra off,” Nicholas says. “So I can play with these some more.”

Oh, yes, that sounds like a good idea. I feel Nicholas’ arms go around me as he fumbles with the clasp. When it opens, I drop the bra to the floor, and his hands are on me in an instant, pinching and kneading.

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