The Playboy's Unplanned Heirs

not pr

hat her knuckles turned white. She turned to look at Damon. There was to form of r

s not pregnant?" He asked,

.it'

if you still want your head on your

egative. She's not pregnant

weeks. But right now, the reality felt like a slap in the face. Damon's silence had been worse than any outburst.

ured me it was going to work," Damon half yell

alm and cautious as well. "Some times the body just doesn't respond the

cked in on the doctor. "This was supposed to be simp

g to defend herself or the doctor, but she couldn't produce word

ooking between Damon and Sasha again. "If you are seriously t

ed to Sasha and she felt her face heat. The doctors wo

" Sasha started but D

monolithic. "That's not

est chance. Science is not infallible. Som

er. The idea of it, of them, was laughable. She was here to fulfill a contract, n

on didn't speak and Sasha wasn't about to be the one to brea

ck into the living r

cing the living room. "We had a plan. A

asperated. "Do you think I LIKE being told I am not pre

darkening. "This isn't about you. This is about the t

hing, we wouldn't find ourselves here. " Her voice was raised now. " Y

closed the gap between them, his expression unreadable. "Do you think I don't

ee the lines of tension formed on his face. There were so man

ow money and everything would be alright. Money doesn

, but he leaned in instead, his face inches from hers. "You don't kn

searching his, wanting to figure

nowhere, he

nsfer all the anger through the kiss. She held on to his shirt tightly. She should'

he di

her letting out silently dissipating breath. His hands tangled in her hair,

dowed by something deeper. Something raw and primal. Damon's lips dr

t's a bad idea," she

her neck, his hands sliding down her

ce, neithe

n's hands were everywhere; it was like Sasha forgot how to think or breathe. All she could think of was the w

irresponsible. Everything th

ll either of

lked her down the hallway almost in a trance until they reached the bedroom. He lai

he whispered as he kissed her, barely movin

. She pulled herself towards him, wanting him. As his mouth traveled down the side of her nec

ecause his fingers let go of the last button and he ripped his shirt off and threw it on the floor. He

ked every bump against her fingertips. Damon sucked in ai

her skirt, rolling it off him a

ha was naked and defenseless, but the manner in which he looked at her left her feeling s

er ear. "Say it," he whispered.

e breathed uneven

ed it with ease and threw it to the side. His hands were on her breasts, thumbs traci

here his lips had been before. He moved closer to her belly with an easy flic

oice was firm, but soft. "Let me

ands tangled in the sheets, her breathing released in rapid uneven gasp. Dam

ge of release. Damon pulled back, his lips curving into a smirk as he looked up a

ed herself on his mouth, and she only wanted it more. Dam

pered, his voice

ing trouble catch

a gasped, her body arching up to accommodate him. He was ge

nst hers. Sasha's heart was racing, her body trembling with need.

ha's fingernails scraped up his back, her breathing coming in short

, holding them up over her head as

reathed into her mout

gasm washing over her with