Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18379 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 92(@200wpm)___ 74(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
“We have another sister.”
“We do?”
“Yes. Her name is May. She reached out to us through the clinic. She wants to meet us. Are you in?”
“Of course. When?”
“Next week. Can you be in DC?”
“Yeah. I’ll book a flight.”
“Then it’s settled. Now, what’s going on with you and Ken?”
“Everything,” I gush before telling them, well… everything. I am amazed at how easy it is to talk to them. They are virtual strangers, but they are my sisters, and that bond seems to go deep.
After the call, I pace the bathroom in my office, waiting for the pregnancy test I bought in secret last to give me a result. In my heart, I already know that it’s positive. This is just a formality. Since Ken, who will always be Ken to me, started working from his own office down the hall, I’ve missed him like crazy.
“Are you okay, Miss April?” my new assistant, Kerry-Ann, asks, knocking on the bathroom door. Kerry-Ann was the VA Ken used while he was my assistant. I loved her work and convinced her to relocate to Boston to work for me in person. I was very convincing. The benefits package probably had something to do with it, too.
“Yes, but it’s just April. What’s up?”
“Mr. Roman would like to have lunch with you. Are you free?”
“Yes of course.”
Finally, the timer on my phone goes off, and I look down. Positive. I smile and put my hands on my flat stomach. I knew it. I step out of the bathroom and almost crash into Terry.
“Sorry. He’s waiting outside.”
“Oh, okay. Send him in. Mr. Roman can come in at any time. He’s my fiancé.” I move around my desk and sit down.
“Of course. Sorry.”
“No problem.”
Terry leaves, and Ken comes in. God, he’s so hot. I have to squeeze my thighs together to get from gushing all over the place.
“Hey, baby,” he says, coming around my desk. He leans down and kisses me lingeringly.
“Hi. I’ve missed you.”
“Since we left the house this morning?”
“Yes,” I say, smiling.
“I missed you too.”
“I have some news. I still need to confirm it, but I’ve had a positive pregnancy test. I know we haven’t talked about children…”
I don’t have a chance to say anything before he’s got me on my feet and in his arms.
“You think I’d fuck you raw if I didn’t want you bred?”
“Well, when you put it so romantically… I guess not.”
“You’re damn right. I’ve wanted you knocked up since the moment I met you.”
“Really? All those months ago?”
“Yes. All. Those. Months. Ago.” Each of his words is punctuated with a kiss.
“I love you, Ken.”
“I love you too, baby. You’ve made me the happiest man in the world; you know that, don’t you?”
“I know that now. Let me tell you about this fantasy I had when you were my assistant…”
KENDRICK
ONE YEAR LATER
“That’s it, baby, take my cock,” I demand as I drive into her. She writhes under me. There are no words as she wraps her legs around me and moans in my ear. Her little pussy is as tight as ever, and it clenches around my cock. It’s been a while for both of us, and she’s repeatedly screaming my name. I drop my head to catch the milk that’s pouring out of her tits. Waste not. Between that and her pussy squeezing the fuck out of me, I’m filling her with my seed embarrassingly fast. I move off of her and pull her close to me.
“Fuck, I’ve missed that,” I tell her.
“Mmm… me too,” she says, sleepily.
“Get some sleep, baby. He’ll be up ready to nurse before you know it.”
This was the first time I’ve taken her since the birth of our son three months ago. KJ is thriving, and we are eager to see where life takes him and us. We got married about a week after we found out we were expecting in a small ceremony at the courthouse. We then threw a huge party because the Van Houten’s have a lot of friends. Now that we know who her biological father is… well, let’s just say that opened up a whole new avenue of, well… everything.
I kiss her and pull the blankets over us. This is everything I’ve ever wanted. Becoming April’s fake assistant is the best thing I’ve done.
APRIL
THREE YEARS LATER
All the pregnancy books warned me about being horny while pregnant, but this is excessive, I think as I walk down the hall to Ken’s office. He’s on the phone, but that’s not going to stop me. I shut and lock the door behind me before moving to stand in front of his desk. He quirks an eyebrow at me as if he doesn’t know what it is that I want. This is our second child. He knows what I need. He grins at me and slides his chair back as I begin to strip. I hop up on his desk and spread my thighs as he stands.