His Virgin Babysitter(21)

By: Lila Younger

“Carter, I- I have to talk to you about something,” I start. “It’s important.”

He pauses and looks at me. I look into his eyes, those gorgeous blue eyes that make my knees wobble, my hand caressing the bit of scruff he’s got at the end of the day. I still can’t believe this handsome man wants me sometimes, making my heart somersault like a teenage crush. I’m so scared to lose him that I want to take back my words, but Carter isn’t one to let things go like that.

“What is it Jade?” he asks with a frown. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong,” I say quickly. I hold his hand, drawing strength from it. “I mean, not really wrong. I mean, maybe it’s not what you want and-”

I cut myself off. I’m starting to blubber on, and I can see the confusion on Carter’s face.

“I’m pregnant.” My voice is barely a whisper. “I’m sorry.”

I squeeze my eyes shut, because I don’t want to see the disappointment or anger or whatever it is on his face.

“You’re... pregnant?”

I nod miserably.

“You’re pregnant!”

He sounds happy, and I risk at look up at him.

“You’re not angry?”

“No, of course not Jade,” he says in disbelief. “Why would you think I’d get angry? I’m already a father, but now, this time, I’ll be there from the beginning. I’m happy. Ridiculously happy.”

And it was true. He’s got this goofy grin on his face, like I’d just told him that his favorite football team’s won the Superbowl.

“I’m going to be a dad again!” he says even louder. “Jade, this is fantastic!”

He takes me into his arms, kissing me deeply.

“You mean that?” I ask in a small voice.

“Of course! We’re going to take you to the OB tomorrow,” he says. “Get you all checked out. Make sure everything is okay.”

“Alright,” I say, relaxing. His happiness is infectious, and I find myself smiling too. “I’m so glad.”

He pushes a strand of hair out of my eye.

“This baby is never going to lack for anything,” he vows. “I’ll make sure of that. And Jade, I’m sorry. You shouldn’t have had to go through all of that alone. From now on, I promise I’ll always be here for you. I don’t want you to have to feel like you can’t talk to me.” He takes my hands in his.

“I love you Jade,” he says. “I always felt like we’re a family, and now we truly will be.”

“I love you too Carter,” I say, kissing him back. “I always will.”

He tilts me back onto the pillows, his mouth trailing kisses all along my body. He pushes down the strap of my babydoll and my breast spills out. My nipples are already aching, eager to be touched. He takes it into his mouth, giving it a hard suck. I draw in a sharp breath, pleasure radiating from his hot tongue swirling around the hard nub. My pussy gives a pulse of desire, responding to Carter like a finely tuned instrument.

“Ohhh, that feels good,” I murmur.

Carter frees my other breast, his hand massaging it and rolling my nipples between his fingers. My body reacts to his touch, my pussy becoming slick and wet for him in just a few moments. I want, no need his body, his cock inside of me. I want to feel connected to him, physically as much as we are emotionally.

He runs a finger over my lace panties and brings it to his lips.

“I love how sweet you smell,” he says, before licking his finger. “And taste. Mmmm.”

He peels off my panties and I spread my legs apart for him. His hand moves lazily across my body, trailing across the tops of my things before traveling back up the inner, more sensitive flesh. It’s like a game to him, the way he teases me with the lightest touch, almost there but not quite until I feel like I’m going to go crazy. And then relief- his broad fingers dip inside my pink folds, one, two, three of them, stretching me out with expert ease. I

I moan his name softly, holding onto him as his fingertips glide over my most sensitive spot, sparking off pleasure with every touch. And then his tongue appears, flat against my lips, licking around my clit. It’s hot and twisty, reaching places I didn’t know existed inside of me as he scoops out my honey. The sensation ricochet’s through my body as his tongue laps me up, making me pant and shiver as he tastes me again and again. I can’t help it, my thighs clench around his head, wanting more, wanting him to go deeper. I lift my head so I can see him between my legs. It’s one of my favorite things now.

“Carter,” I warn, arching my hips toward him, hands raking through his blond hair, “I’m so close, I’m so close-”

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