SECRET BABY (A Billionaire Romance) by Mia Carson Read Free Book Online Page B

as I thought the man was going to come, he pulled out, flipped me over, yanked me up to my knees, and plunged his cock into my pussy with all his might. I reached between my thighs and massaged my clit.
     
    The orgasm seized my body almost immediately. I screamed unintelligibly. He stiffened behind me, let out a noise I had never heard a man make before, and collapsed to the bed beside me. I dropped onto my belly, and we lay together, panting, on my broken bed, completely spent.
     
    He looked over at me and said, “Wow.”
     
    I giggled breathlessly. “Same.”
     
    He lifted his head marginally and looked around. “Did we break your bed?”
     
    “Yes. It’s an old bed. If I can’t fix it, I’ll replace it. I’ve needed a new one for a while now,” I told him, completely unconcerned with the condition of my bed. “Not to inflate your ego, but hot damn! That was some good sex!”
     
    He rolled over on his side and propped his head up on his hand so he could see my face. “Takes two to make sex that good.”
     
    “Very true,” I answered smugly. “I’m done in. And I hope this isn’t too forward, but would you like to stay?”
     
    “Too forward?” he asked with a laugh. “We just had mind-blowing sex, and asking me to stay is too forward?”
     
    “Shut up,” I said, playfully slapping his chest. “If you don’t want to stay, I get it. I just hope this isn’t a one-time thing.”
     
    “If I have my way, we’ll do this every damn night!” he exclaimed, laughter in his voice.
     
    “Hmmm, I think every night is too much. I do have a job that requires physical activity, and I know I’m going to be sore after that little adventure,” I told him as I gingerly rolled over.
     
    “I’ll stay, but I have to tell you that I’ll be up at the crack of dawn. I’m meeting a man about buying a new horse early tomorrow morning and have to get back.”
     
    I nodded, though I didn’t like the idea. I had pictured breakfast and maybe another round of sex before he left in the morning.
     
    “You’re sure you’re okay with that?” he asked after my silence had stretched.
     
    “Oh, yes, that’s fine. I won’t get all weird in the morning, promise. My feelings are made of stronger stuff than that,” I assured him.
     
    “Then I would love to sleep with you on your broken bed,” he replied as he pulled me into his arms.
     
     

Will
     
    She fits perfectly in my arms , I thought as I laid next to her. Her head was on my chest, fingers playing with my chest hair until she fell asleep. Her even breathing was comforting. My body was relaxed with both the release of sexual tension and the knowledge that this woman was so perfect for me.
     
    But the guilt was there; it had been hiding in my heart until a woman like Mel walked into my life. I hadn’t felt like this since my wife, and when she had died, I thought I would never feel like this again. Carol had been my soulmate, the woman I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, but we’d only had until the end of hers. The cancer, though caught quickly, had moved too rapidly for the drugs to work. Within six months of discovery, it had eaten away at her insides until she passed away quietly, holding my hand and telling me how much she loved me.
     
    She loved you , I reminded myself. Carol hadn’t been perfect. She had been a jealous wife, though not psychotically so, and my head told me she wouldn’t want me to live my life alone. Twelve years had passed since her death, twelve years of sporadic dating that led to nothing because I couldn’t let go of her. I still loved her, and always would, but maybe it was finally time to live my life again.
     
    Mel and Carol were similar in some ways, but so opposite in others. Carol would have liked her, and that helped ease my mind a little. Cara already liked her, enjoyed spending time with her as her teacher, but how would she feel about Mel if the woman became a permanent fixture in our lives? I would