Oops! My Secret Baby Is Caught By His Top-Lawyer Daddy! Novel

---- unbearable heat. Yet, in the midst of that inferno, a secret, dewy moisture bloomed between her thighs. Clara had no idea when the hairdryer had been switched off. Suddenly weightless, her slender arms wrapped instinctively around Aaron's neck. Aaron carried her to the bed, and as he sat down, his rock-hard erection, which had been straining for release, pressed firmly against her most sensitive flesh. Seeing the flicker of surprise on Clara's face, quickly followed by a shy blush, Aaron lost all control. He flipped her over, pinning her beneath him.

The straps of her nightgown slipped down her shoulders, pooling loosely around her waist. Her cheeks were flushed as she whispered, "Turn off the light." "No," Aaron murmured, his voice low. "I want to look at you." Clara raised her hands to cover his eyes, her cheeks burning with heat, and insisted, "Turn it ---- off, please." Aaron let out a resigned sigh and reached for the switch. Darkness enveloped the room, leaving only a faint glow of moonlight spilling through the window.

Even in the shadows, the desire between them surged like wild, untamed beasts clawing at their bodies, desperate for release. Clara's nightgown had slipped to the foot of the bed, leaving her skin exposed to his touch. Her hands moved, tracing a path from his neck down to his waist. Her breaths grew shallow and ragged, every inhalation heavier than the last, and her mind emptied of everything but him. Quiet whimpers slipped past her lips as she gripped the sheets tightly, as if she might dissolve entirely into his arms.

"Aaron," she breathed his name, and that single sound snapped the last thread of his restraint. Aaron was so much bigger than she had ever imagined, as if he could impale her completely. ---- Even though he moved with excruciating slowness, letting her adjust to his size, her breaths only came in shorter, sharper gasps. Aaron kissed her, letting her teeth graze his lips as a sweet, coppery tang of blood mingled with her moan. They found a rhythm together, their bodies moving in an increasingly perfect sync.

Their fluids mingled, creating a natural, slick heat, and even their breathing tangled into one harmonious rhythm. Clara's five senses blurred, fading away until only the building waves of pleasure remained, layering one on top of the other. "Aaron... Aaron... ah!" Clara's fingernails dug into his back. "Yes... ah!" In that instant, a brilliant white light exploded behind her eyelids in the dark room. An orgasm swept them both up to the heavens at the exact same moment.

Aaron held Clara's trembling body close, pressing soft, comforting kisses to her cheeks as he felt her ragged breathing slowly begin to ---- even out. They said nothing, simply holding each other in the quiet, basking in the blissful afterglow and the deep emotional connection that followed. After a long while, Aaron finally spoke, his voice gentle. "Did I hurt you at all?" "No." "Then, baby... can we go again?" His voice was laced with a soft, tender persuasion that was impossible to refuse. Clara answered by gently rubbing her calf against his side...

Aaron seemed determined to unleash every ounce of desire he had held back for so long, all in this single night. No one knew how much time passed before the world finally fell silent. Clara was utterly spent, curled up in his arms, completely and totally drained of energy. Her cheeks still glowed with color as she panted lightly. As a doctor, she knew the mechanics-but she