Page 27 of Birthday Boy


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Olivia blinks, her chest rising and falling faster as her breathing picks up. She bites down on her lip, and my cock twitches to life for the first time in almost two weeks.

“What’s going on? Are you okay? Did my mom threaten you or something?” I try to run through the list of possibilities of what might have happened in the time I’ve been stuck in these four walls without limited outside contact.

“I just want to say that I didn’t plan this. I honestly didn’t think it was possible.”

I don’t respond, watching her silently as she paces a few more steps before facing me fully, her hand resting on her stomach.

“I’m pregnant.”

Shock dries my throat, my tongue tingling as I absorb what she says. “You’re–”

“With twins.”

My eyebrows shoot up. “Twins?!”

Olivia laughs, the dry hollowness of it echoing her despair. “Apparently, multiples are more common in geriatric pregnancies. They called me geriatric, Cole! Not only does my age put me at risk, but now so does the fact I’ll be carrying two babies.”

My mind whirls, and I slump down on the bed, blinking at her. “We’re pregnant?”

Her face tightens. “I– Cole. You’re still really young. You have your whole life, and I’ll never keep them from you, but I don’t expect anything. I have the means to take care of them.”

Bitterness taints my mouth as bile creeps up my throat. “You think I’ll abandon my babies?”

She shakes her head, stepping closer, but I grab her wrist from touching me. “Cole, that’s not what I meant. I’m–”

“That’s what you said. You don’t expect anything from me? What if I want to be there every fucking day? They’re my kids!”

Her eyes widen, and her mouth drops open. “I fucking know that! But you have no idea what goes into taking care of a baby, let alone two.”

I stand, using my height to stare down at her. Her chin tilts up, showing me she isn’t intimidated by me in the slightest. “Just because I’ve never raised a child, Olivia… it doesn’t mean I wouldn’t want my family.”

Her face softens, and her shoulders drop. “I was just offering you an out. You can go to college, continue your football, or start a career. Whatever you want, you won’t be chained to us.”

I growl, cupping her cheek. “When are you going to get it through your stubborn head that you’re all I fucking want? I may not know what goes into taking care of a baby, but I know I want to learn. And I want to learn with you and be there for every step of this pregnancy. Because I want to bewith you.”

Before she can respond, I crash my lips to hers. She moans into my mouth, her tentative hands twisting into my shirt.

“I need you,” I whisper, kissing down her jaw. She pulls off her shirt and jeans, leaving her standing in front of me in her underwear. I run a palm across my mouth and then drop to my knees. I look up at her as I place a kiss on her flat belly. Her body trembles, and her fingers entangle into my hair.

“Cole…”

I press my face into her stomach, closing my eyes as I breathe in her scent. I know I’m probably naive to want this so badly, but her having my kids ties me to her indefinitely. She’ll never be able to leave me. I knead the flesh of her hips, pulling her closer as she stumbles a step. I kiss her soft skin again and then stand.

“Get on the bed,” I smirk. “I need to fuck my baby mama.”

Olivia’s mouth opens in shock. “You did not just say that.”

I push towards the mattress, smacking her ass. “I did.”

She holds firm, her hands resting on my stomach as she sinks to her knees instead. Unbuckling my pants, she pulls them and my boxers to my ankles, and I step out of them. I’ve barely kicked them out of the way when she wraps her palm over my thick shaft, licking at my slit with her warm tongue.

“Fuck,” I grit out through clenched teeth. I hold the back of her head as she runs her tongue down the length of me before suckling my balls into her mouth. They draw up, and fire gathers in my spine. “Olivia… Don’t make me come so fast.”

She giggles, blinking up at me with wide eyes. “I don’t know what you mean.”

I twist my fingers into her hair, pulling her head back as she gasps. I push her hand away and stroke myself, spreading my pre-cum leaking from my hard cock on her lips. “You’re teasing me. You know I like it when you particularly worship my dick.”

“It’s a pretty dick,” she rasps out, licking her lips as I groan. “Plus, you bounce back so fast. It’s fun to set you off.”

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