I'd intended to let her sleep. Fuck the goddamn hard on that was damn near to exploding on its own. She was the mother of my child and I'd be damned if I was letting it have its way.

But her eyelids fluttered back open only minutes after she'd come. She tasted sweet and juicy, just like I'd known she would. What I hadn't expected was for her to climb up on top of me, sitting on my thighs as her hands worked to free me. I sprang out, thick and throbbing with the pace of my heart. She shifted and slipped my pants down, leaving me raw, naked and pounding. "Put your hands on me," I groaned, grasping them and guiding them onto my enormous shaft. "I can't fuck you, I can't risk hurting you… But god, Libby, I need the feeling of your skin on me."

I arched back as she grasped me. What was already huge got even bigger. I was like putty in her hands. Thick, hard, demanding putty with a fucking mind of its own. She started to stroke me, using both hands on my length. "Oh my god, Jack," she breathed. "Oh, my god."

Before I knew it, she had me in her mouth. She'd slipped her ass back along my thighs and in one move had fallen forward, engulfing me in a world of hot, wet, silk. "Oh, Christ…" I barely got the words out.

She took me in as far as she could, resting her heavy breasts on my thighs, working her hands and her mouth together. I could feel the sides of her cheeks on my shaft, the muscles moving as she sucked. "Oh… fucking… shit…," I gasped out. My balls were huge and tight, ready to explode. I clenched my teeth, holding out as long as I could bear it. But everything about Libby was overwhelming… Fucking everything…

I reached down, grasping her curls in my hands. As much as I wanted to come in her mouth, I wanted something else even more. I took her perfect ass in my hands and slipped her hips up and over mine. Her soft, sweet, hot pussy lips wrapped my cock. She was so slick, so ready for me… but I didn't dare thrust up inside her…

"Just work yourself on me, baby." I moved her back and forth on my shaft, feeling her hard little clit sliding on my length. "Rub that fucking sweet pussy on me and make come all over your little belly."

She was breathing fast and hard as she fell into her rhythm. She knew what I wanted… just what I needed… and she used her pussy the way she'd used her mouth. Sliding up and down along my cock, faster and faster.

"God, Jack I want you inside me so much," she gasped out, her shoulders falling forward with her movements. Her breasts were in my face, her nipples against my cheeks as her hips worked. I held her tight, using my hands to help her move, setting a pace that had us both racing for release.

"Fuck, baby." I was so close, my cock was already seeping. It would have been so goddamned easy to slip right in… "I want you, sweetheart," I gasped out as she rode me faster. "So fucking much… so fucking deep…"

Her thighs clenched me as her climax shook her and I could feel the spasms as her pussy tightened along my shaft. A second later, she took me with her over the edge and our bodies drove frantically against each other. Hot pulses of come covered my belly and hers as we held onto each other…

And even long, long into the night, even once we finally slept, we never let go.

I woke before she did, and eased myself from under the sheets without waking her. Her long lashes fanned out over creamy skin, her lips were still swollen from my kisses…

I wanted her all over again, even more powerfully after having had a taste of her. But I knew I'd been right to hold back last night. We were, at most, only a few weeks away from confirming that Libby was pregnant. And fuck, if I was being too cautious. There was nothing I wouldn't give up to protect that child.

I closed the bedroom door behind me and headed for the shower, turning the water on full blast. The cold hit my skin with a shock, but warmed fast. All I could think about was Libby. Her taste… her touch… her sweetness…

As the sun rose outside the window and I remembered every moment, each exquisite inch of her skin, there were other feelings too, more complicated ones that kept creeping in. What had happened between us had been perfectly natural. An attraction based on the unusual circumstances we were in. Two unattached people, living together for the next nine months. About to experience one of life's greatest miracles together… Soon we'd be presenting ourselves as a happily married couple. It was natural that we'd both gotten carried away, understandable that we'd wanted to give in…

I stood under the water, letting it run through my hair, down my chest. It was good to have gotten it out of our systems… and good it hadn't gone any farther than it had. But still…

My cock stirred, stiffening again. Hell, I still wanted to fuck her. I wanted to fuck her now, and when we found out she was pregnant. And again when her belly started to grow round and her breasts grew even heavier… Ripe and delicious… like my own fucking fertility goddess…

All I wanted was her, all I needed was her. And yet we'd both signed that fucking contract. And the deal between us was still just business.

There was no place for a relationship in my life. And I knew Libby felt the same. She signed the papers, stating once the baby was born, she'd be out of our lives forever. No matter what else might happen between us, nine months from now, we'd be signing divorce papers and she'd be packing up her bags. The thought made something in my chest constrict painfully.

What I'd experienced with Libby in these last few weeks had made me feel things I'd never felt for any woman before. Even without having taken her completely last night, without having truly made her mine, I felt a deeper connection to her than I'd ever experienced before in any other relationship.

But the agreement between us had nothing to do with connection or relationship. It was about creating a child. My child. She'd made it perfectly clear she had no desire to be a mother herself. And I'd already been through that painful experience before…

While my heart and my body wanted more, so much more, I knew I had no right to complicate Libby's life with desires she didn't share. I didn't want to confuse her. And I couldn't imagine doing anything to hurt her… I owed her too much.

No, last night hadn't been a mistake. At least not for me. I prayed Libby wouldn't regret it either.

But I also knew it wouldn't be fair, to ever let it happen again.

When the time came, I knew that for her own sake, I would have to let Libby go.