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Our orgasms seem to last forever, wave after wave sweep through the pair of us. His hips continue to move as I twitch around his softening cock.
This was the best sex of my life, and it happened with a completely inappropriate person. I hardly care that Henry is a man, I’d thrown out any doubt that I’m straight as soon as his lips wrapped around my dick. I figure being bisexual makes sense for me. I’d never found men ugly, and I’d always been a bit indifferent towards women. I figured I simply just didn’t prioritize relationships at this point in my life, but fuck. If sex with Henry is this good, I wonder what the rest of it would be like.
But it doesn’t really matter, does it? He’s my father-in-law, and I’m apparently having a baby. This will likely never happen again, or at least, it shouldn’t. Right?
“Hey,” he whispers softly. “Where’d you go?”
We’ve disconnected, but he has his hands on me still. He isn’t pushing me away, but maybe he should.
“We should go to bed,” I croak.
“You’re tired?”
No. “Yes,” I lie.
“Alright, then.”
And we go to sleep, a giant space between us and no words said.
~*~
Somehow we wake up snuggled together. Warm bodies cuddled close and intimate. Andforbidden. His brows dip with disappointment as I untangle myself from him. I pull my eyes from his shirtless body, and stand from the bed.
“We should go. Samantha’s going to freak if I’m not back soon.”
“You don’t need to feel guilty,” he tells me, and I stiffen. He sighs and gets up as well, checking his phone. “There’s something you should see.”
“I–”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take you to your wife. Thesomethingis there.”
Whatever that means.“Alright.”
“You can wear those back,” he nods to his clothes on my body. “No point in changing back into the tux.”
“Thanks,” I mumble.
He shrugs. “No problem.”
After he changes into some jeans and a fresh shirt, and my feet are back in my shoes, we’re off. Awkwardly silent and equally miserable.
When we get to Samantha’s suite, banging on the other side makes my eyebrows draw in.
“This is why you shouldn’t feel guilty,” he tells me, and unlocks the room.
Polished and familiar moans greet my ears, andgoddamnthey sound like freedom.
Chapter 7
Henry
I turn my head, opening the door, knowing I don’t want to see what we’re walking in on. I watch as his hazel brown eyes bulge, and the lips I want on mine part.
“Noah, meet the father of your wife’s baby.”
“Dad!” Samantha screams.
“Dude, what the fuck?” Scott shouts. “Baby? You’repregnant?”
