CEO'S Secret Baby: A Standalone Surprise Pregnancy Romance by Iona Rose (books for 5 year olds to read themselves .TXT) 📕

hands. Starting from my ass, he spread the liquid up my back and then brought his hands down my front to take my breasts in his slippery fingers.

I threw my head back then, oblivious to all else beyond the workings of his fingers as he molded the full mounds in his hands, his fingers stroking and teasing my hardened nipples.

His cock was fully erect against me, so I took advantage of his preoccupation, and slipped it between my legs. Holding the rock hard member in place, I ground my soaking wet sex against him, stroking the swollen bud of my arousal until I became breathless, the pleasure intensifying at a dangerous place.

“Carter,” I breathed just as he took my mouth in his and I kissed him with every ounce of passion inside of me. I wanted to do something for him too, like lather shampoo all over his hair but at that point, I could barely remember my own name, so I focused on one thing at a time.

He on the other hand however, was out to torture me. He placed more soap on his hand with the pretense of cleaning me up, then turned the faucet back on but at a low frequency. The water washed lightly over us as his hands slipped between my legs and took the place of his cock. He gently massaged and stroked all of my most intimate places… by the time he was done, my limp body was leaning against his for support.

“Fuck me, Carter… we need a condom quickly,” I pleaded unable to take any more… unable to wait any longer.

‘‘One moment,’’ he said as he exited the shower. In seconds, he was back, condom in hand. With a swift move, he lifted me clear off the tiled floor as my legs wrapped around his. I kissed him wildly… completely overwhelmed by his very presence, and by his expertise in bringing out a part of me that had absolutely no control or will against the onslaught of this excruciating pleasure.

He drove his sheathed cock into me. When he filled me, stretching me almost painfully thin, it felt like I had come home. Damn, had I missed this over the past few days… my sex pulsing at its absence and my heart almost sick at the thought of how I would never be this intimately joined with him again.

All that was now gone, at least for the following week, and I swore to myself that I would relish every moment of it.

He began to move inside of me and my head fell back in wonder.

“Fuck,” he moaned, his hoarse beautiful voice ringing out in the enclosed space. “You have no idea how much I missed this… how fucking much I missed you.”

I understood him, more than words could express. I held on tightly to him as his hips slammed into mine, over and over again, my back hitting the wall every time. But I didn't care.

I didn't have the capacity to care about anything beyond the torrent of ecstasy melting my bones into nothing. I cried out and thrashed against him, my teeth biting down on his shoulder in search of some semblance of control over myself, but in the end he completely owned me. “Fuck!” I screamed when I came, my orgasm wrung out of me with a raging molten rush.

He came almost immediately, then he swung me once again under the cascade of water. “Now we can get cleaned up.” He grinned at me.

I couldn't help my smile against him. I felt drained to my soul and he felt equally as tired, because mere minutes later of a quick shampooing and wash, we were both out of the stall. I felt completely depleted, legs of jelly, barely able to stand on my own, so he carried me with him and placed me on the bed. He had barely wiped me dry when I found a towel to wrap my damp hair in.

I crawled underneath the covers and called out drowsily when he took too long to join me.

The moment he slid into bed with me, I rested my head on his chest and tangled the rest of my body with his.

I listened to the sound of his steady heartbeat as exhaustion completely overtook me and led me into the most peaceful rest of my existence.

Chapter 11

Carter

Later that evening, I watched as Leah tried on one of my dress shirts just for fun.

We’d slept long past the early dinner we had planned, and now the sun had long set, plunging the small seaside town into a cozy darkness that we were psyched to explore.

“Should we head back to the Harbor restaurant that we were meant to have dinner in the last time?” I asked. “It has a live band down at the beach, so we can head over when we’re done, or just enjoy the ambience from our table.”

“Sounds great,” she said just as she finished buttoning the white dress shirt and turned around to present the fit to me.

Leah was a voluptuous woman, and I relished that about her but apart from the bulge of her breasts against the material, she was almost drowning in it. She was quite petite, so the length of the shirt went almost midway past her thighs. I burst into laughter from my perch on the edge of the bed where I had been putting on my shoes.

She threw some almonds at me from the plate of mixed nuts she had been munching on. Then she turned to the room’s full length mirror to properly assess herself. “This could work,” she said as she allowed one of the arms of the shirt to hang down her shoulder, slightly exposing the swell of her breast.

She had come to me in a pair of khaki shorts, so she tucked the front part of the shirt into it, slipped into her pair of strappy low heeled sandals, and turned to me with a beaming smile. “How