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groaned. “We’ll get Megan on the phone and I have a great lawyer to take
care of the adoption.”
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She chewed the side of her lip. “What if he tries to fight?”
“Then we’ll fight him. You never asked him for one damn thing. You
didn’t put his name on the birth certificate. He wants a fight, we’ll give
him one,” Conrad said firmly.
There was no way he was going to let some pissant of a scam artist
take away his family or his son. The thought brought warmth to his chest.
Michael was his son and Bonnie was his soon-to-be wife. He brought her
into his arms and held her tight and Michael gave a soft cry from his car
seat. “Okay, buddy, I didn’t forget you.” Conrad had laughter in his voice
as he took the squirming body from his car seat. He held the baby on his
lap and kissed his mother hard on the lips.
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Chapter Five
They call his sister and her best friend Megan and their news was met
with squeals of happiness. She would be flying out by the end of the week
to coordinate the nuptials. Small wedding—the words made Bonnie smile
but also held a hint of sadness for her. There would be no family on her
side. In fact, the closest person in her life was Megan, who had become
her best friend right out of high school and through college. Her life was
wrought with secret pain and being alone.
Now, she had Michael, and she looked down at the drowsy baby in her
arms while she rocked and fed him. She had Conrad, too, and when she
thought she would be alone, here he had come, literally from the skies,
into her life. Bonnie lifted Michel over her shoulder and patted his back
gently until he gave a loud burp.
“You’re going to start getting some formula in some of these feedings,
mister,” she said.
She wanted to have him at her breast as long as she could and she felt
some disappointment at not being able to make as much milk as he
needed. The doctor assured her it was okay and she could use some
formula now.
Michael was tucked into his crib now and the bassinet was out of her
room. She made sure the baby monitor was on and close to his crib and
she headed through the door to her room and a waiting Conrad. As usual,
he held the blankets back and she climbed in next to him. Already she
couldn’t imagine not being able to lie in bed with him every day. He
wrapped his arm around her and pressed a soft kiss on her neck. Bonnie
shivered when she felt his warm lips on her skin.
Instinctively, Bonnie turned in his arms and pressed her lips to his.
Passion flamed inside her and she opened her mouth beneath his and
moaned when he sank his tongue between her teeth. She could still taste
the cookies and cream ice cream they shared while watching a movie. But
it didn’t mask the taste of his natural flavor.
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Bonnie could feel his hands on her back moving and kneading her
flesh with restrained need. Conrad’s fingers trailed down her thigh to her
calf and he lifted her leg over his own hard body. She couldn’t stop
touching him. His muscles were like steel beneath smooth skin and they
were bunched and tense.
Conrad cupped her breasts and moaned. “So full, I wish I could taste
you.”
“Please, do it. Put your mouth on me,” Bonnie begged.
He moaned and kissed her way down her neck. His hands lifted the
edges of her pajama top and whipped it over her head. Conrad unhooked
her bra that had the clasp in the front and lifted the heavy globes of her
breasts in his hands. His lips caressed the smooth skin and he watched as
beads of milk pearl on her nipple. His breath hissed from his lips before he
licked at it, and Bonnie gasped. Conrad repeated the action with her other
breast before a guttural moan escaped him and he gently played with the
sensitive nubs with his lips and tongue.
“Your nipples are so big and the areolas are like silver dollars.” He
met her with an intense gaze. “I tasted your milk.”
She tried to cover her breasts. “I know it might be gross to you….”
He lifted her chin to meet his gaze. “No, don’t hide away. It’s the
sexiest thing to taste you like that, to know that’s how you nourish our
boy. It’s like having part of you inside me.”
His words turned her on, made her ache between her legs. He didn’t
shy away from anything, wasn’t ashamed to speak of what he felt.
“Touch me more.” Bonnie put his hand on her lower torso at the waist
of her pajama shorts.
“We can’t…are you sure? Because I don’t know if I can stop touching
when I start,” Conrad admitted. Want made his voice husky.
Bonnie rubbed her hands against the hard bulge of his cock beneath his
own loose cotton sleep pants. He groaned and pressed himself into her
palm until she grabbed his cock and stroked the rigid length. He was long
and so very hard. She wanted him inside her, wanted to feel him stretch
her and take her. It had been so long since she’d wanted a man like this.
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Charles had been a mediocre lover and he always promised it would get
better. But this raw, aching need that Conrad fueled with just his hands
was something she never experienced. He slipped her pants and panties
down her legs. He trailed one finger along the slit of her pussy and she
lifted her hips in pleasure. His fingers slipped between the folds of flesh
and Bonnie held her breath in anticipation. Her hand stilled against the
length of his shaft while she waited for his next move.
Her juices helped his finger glide over her clit. The gentle friction
made Bonnie cry out as he circled the sensitive flesh. She lifted her hips
into his touch, silently begging for more, and her hands began the slow
stroke of his cock, following his movements. He groaned and his finger
slipped lower until he paused at the entrance of her pussy. He pressed the
digit inside her slowly and her muscles contracted around him. It felt so
good to finally have at least this part of him inside her. He was being so
gentle, but she could sense the need he was trying to restrain beneath the
surface.
She squeezed his cock. “More please!”
“I don’t want to hurt you.” Conrad moaned into her hair. “Bonnie, if
you keep that up, you’re going to make me come.”
“You won’t hurt me,” she promised. She felt wanton and whispered in
his ear. “I want you to, baby. One of these day I will have your cock in my
mouth when you do and I’ll taste you. Make me come with you, Conrad.
Fuck me with your fingers until I fall apart in your arms.”
He slipped his finger deeper inside her and knew her words broke
down the last of his resolve. Bonnie arched into the penetrating thrusts of
his fingers, feeling pleasure along every nerve ending of her body. She
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