How to Have Your Boss's Secret Baby - London Casey Page 0,77

to fuck up too much for you!

I sighed.

That explained a little of what was going on.

Cole was stressed.

The deal with Mr. Pickle.

His brother coming to the city.

His brother he never talked about and always lied about.

I snuck out of Cole’s office and went to mine.

Cole caught me as I stepped into my office.

“Maya, what the hell are you doing here?”

I turned and felt my face turning red. “I’m working.”

“Why?”

“Because my boss is an asshole,” I said.

Cole curled his lip. “You should be resting.”

“As I just said…”

“Right. Your boss is an asshole.” Cole nodded. “There’s a list of stuff I need done. It’s on your desk. Also, for the record, your boss thinks you look really beautiful right now.”

“You know, I could call a lawyer over that comment,” I said.

“Yeah?” Cole asked. “Do it. It’s worth it.”

Cole walked out of my office.

The Jekyll and Hyde game wasn’t fun to play.

But when Cole said I looked beautiful - knowing my feet were swollen, my cheeks were puffy, and my stomach was getting huge - it meant a lot to me.

I touched my stomach.

I needed Bev to make me a shirt.

Hate my boss… having his baby… but I love his cock.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Cole

I stood outside the apartment door and rubbed my jaw.

Fuck it.

I opened the door and slammed it shut behind me.

Maya popped out of the bathroom holding a hairdryer.

“You know, that would only scare me if I was a snowman,” I said.

“What the fuck?” she yelled. “You scared me.”

“Scared you? Seriously?”

“What? You haven’t been over in a…”

“What? One night? You were out of town.”

“And then I came back and you were an asshole.”

I walked closer to her.

She lowered the hairdryer .

Her hair was wet.

She wore an oversized long sleeve shirt and it looked like nothing else.

Her nipples were hard, poking through the shirt.

Her legs looked smooth.

I knew she hated that her feet were swollen, but I thought she looked adorable like that. Walking with her feet slightly turned out. Always a little off balance. Touching her stomach when she walked like her stomach was going to fall off.

Trust me, I noticed it all.

“Did you come here to check up on me?” Maya asked. “Or to yell at me? Or to give me more work? I’m just trying to figure out what kind of mood I need to-”

I reached for her face and kissed her.

That got her to shut up.

At first, it was just a few soft kisses.

A kiss here. A kiss there.

But my hunger was instant for her.

I bent my knees and slid my tongue across her lips.

Maya opened her mouth and sighed.

“Cole…”

I kissed her properly then, tasting her tongue, feeling her groan as she grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me against her.

My right hand moved down and over her left breast. I kneaded her through her shirt. Her breasts were getting more and more full each day.

I moved my hand down again, seeking the bottom of her shirt.

We continued to kiss, teasing each other, which I didn’t mind at the moment.

My fingertips moved beyond the end of her shirt, finding skin.

Her inner thigh was warm and soft.

She slowly parted her legs for me as my hand ran up, seeking her pleasure.

Her pussy was damp when I touched her.

I stopped kissing her and grinned. “Still hate me?”

“No,” she said. “You’re Elevator Guy now. I like him. I like him a lot.”

“What if I tell you you’re bad at your job while I play with your pussy?” I asked.

“Shut up, Cole,” she said. “Just make me come before I regret this.”

I kissed her again and brushed my middle finger against her clit.

She jumped and cried out into my mouth.

I quickly slid my hand around to her ass and picked her up.

I didn’t care if she was pregnant and that her belly made it really hard to carry her.

She tried to wrap her legs around me but couldn’t.

It was slightly awkward but cute as hell.

I hurried her to the bed, placed her down and pushed her shirt up over her stomach.

As I inched down her body, I shut my eyes and put the tip of my nose to her stomach and followed the beautiful arch that the pregnancy had given her. It made my heart race, as I grit my teeth.

I was in love with this moment. All these moments with her.

Moments she could and would never be able to share with anyone else.

Moments I would never ever forget.

When I reached her mound, I smiled when I realized she hadn’t shaved herself