Silverspoons Series: Another Billionaire Baby - Book II

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Authors: Shelby Clark
make me explode sooner than I expected.”
    “No! Not yet, hold it. Oh my god, papi , this is so good! Ah, you make feel so wonderful.” Ayana moaned.
    Atticus watched Ayana’s body. He could tell that she was coming by the pace she was displaying. Her hips and cheeks were vibrating with her every movement.
    “Ooh yeah, that’s it, babe. Slam your pussy down on my cock while I drill it. Ah, ah, yeah, mm, your ass looks so good.”
    I’m never letting this woman go. I know I’ve been too busy, but it’ll get better. I may be building a future for us. I just don’t know if I’m ready to fully commit yet. I can’t tell her that yet. I like the way things are now. I’ll give her just enough of my time for now, until I’m ready.
    “I’m coming, Atty. Ah, ooh, babe, papi, I can’t control myself, ooh, ooh, ah!”
    Atticus’s tempo increased even more. He held her tighter, noticing her legs giving out. The muscles in his arms contracted as he held her in place with ease.
    “I know, I’m about to come too! I feel your come all over me and you drive me crazy when you talk like that. You have my mounds soaking wet. Mm, yes, I love it…ah…shit…damn!”
    Atticus and Ayana’s bodies gave a vigorous jolt as he seized her legs as if they became fused together. They fell forward to the bed with him on top of her. Her legs trembled uncontrollably.
    “Babe, I can’t breathe, you’re heavy. Roll to the side please.”
    “Sorry. I’m drained. Man that was awesome! Is it me or do you think making love has been feeling really incredible? I like when we stay at my house. We have more space in the bed.”
    Ayana was quiet for a minute. Atticus knew they were about to get serious. He wondered if he should’ve allowed her to sleep. The last three weeks he noticed that she’d been very moody and irritable, and he didn’t have a clue as to why. He thought it was due to her pulling late night cases as well, something they both had in common.
    “Well, that’s because you have this massive king size bed. I love being here at your house too. I like the atmosphere and the privacy.”
    “You don’t like your house?”
    “Yes. I do, but…hold on…I need some crackers and that flat ginger-ale.”
    Atticus passed her the crackers as he watched her.
    Something is going on here.
    “I know!”
    Ayana’s eyes widened. “You do?!”
    “Yes, I know why you’ve been feeling sick. It’s the change in the weather. It’s getting cooler. At first the climate was blazing hot and now that we’re entering fall, the temperature has dramatically changed. Your body hasn’t adjusted yet.”
    “You think you know me don’t you?”
    “I know all I need to about you.”
    “Hm…OK, if you say so. Anyway, I have medicine to help with the nausea, but I left them at home. If I came over more or moved in, things wouldn’t be so complicated with us. This would show me that we’ll eventually get serious at some point if we plan to move forward. I think so anyway.”
    I knew it! Here it comes.
    “I don’t want to talk about this for the hundredth time with you, Ayana! Why can’t we just enjoy the moment of making or finishing making love? It’s like you’re never satisfied or you want m…”
    Ayana sat up on the side of the bed with the sheet wrapped around her looking over her shoulder at Atticus.
    “What were you going say, Atticus? Was it the word, more? If so, then yes, I do want more from you. I’m not satisfied with us just seeing each other and making love here and there.”
    “How can you say that, babe? I’ve cut my hours back tremendously for you in the last three weeks!”
    She got up and started pacing the floor in his large bedroom, which was big enough for three king size beds. His closet looked like a smaller sized bedroom that was one step down in size from his room.
    Atticus knew he was in trouble when he saw her walking the floor. This usually meant her mind was really ticking with multiple thought processes

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