Chapter 122


    When Aaron’s mo uth shes over mine, stealing my breath, I realize that he’s stifling my screams.


    His thumb presses against the rim and then pushes in.


    I gasp.


    The table applies pressure from below and his finger pushes down from above. Inside, all I feel is every


    inch of him. Every ridge.


    And as I lose control, he grows thicker. Bigger.


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    The stimtion is too much and Ie clenching around his co ck and finger in contractions that are


    like a vice.


    He grunts and keeps pumping and as he reaches his own release, my body shatters again, pulling him


    deeper and milking every drop of him.


    “Go dda mn,” he mutters.


    I’m boneless.


    I don’t move. I just stay draped over the table as he pulls out and crosses to the


    sidebar to wash up. I watch him, not even concerned about the door or who might walk in. I’m too sated


    to care.


    Aaron washes his hands and buttons his shirt. Well mostly. It looks like he lost a few buttons toward the


    top. Of course, he just looks sexier for leaving his shirt open. He grabs his tie but instead of putting it


    back on, he eyes me like he’s thinking of how I’d look tied up with it.


    I feel a residual pulse. My body likes the idea.


    Seeing that I’m not going anywhere, he grins then goes back to sidebar. He dampens a hand towel with


    warm water andes back to clean me up. I justy here and let him.


    When he stands me up and sets me to rights, I’m boneless.


    He helps me into his clothes, his hands lingering over my breasts. Does he notice that they’re bigger,


    more sensitive? Does he feel how firm my lower abdomen is or how it’s already starting to fill out. Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    I’m blushing and unable to meet his eyes.


    I’m excited for the changes to my body. It means life is taking


    root.


    Even as I’m dying, I can still support and give rise to my baby.


    He tucks me on the chin and I look at him. The kiss he gives me is soft. It’s so gentle and sweet it


    makes me want to weep.


    He invades my space again and deepens the kiss.


    But as he does, reality seeps back in.


    We’re in a corporate office.


    I just fired half a dozen board members, and thispany is still on the brink of copse.


    And if this business goes down, my pack loses everything..


    As my thoughts are racing, he’s watching me carefully. Almost bemusedly. “It’s going to be fine, Leah.”


    Not sure what he’s referring to-me, thepany, the pack/ Council drama. Not that it matters. I nod


    politely. “Of course


    One brow arches up. He ha tes when I patronize him.


    “Thank you foring today,” I say. “Your presence helped


    His lips twitch.


    Right. “Then again, you don’t need help, do you, Aaron? You have controlling shares.”


    “I’ll make you a deal,” he says. “Let’s set up a trust for Roberts Corp.”


    A trust? “For who?”


    “Our children.”