MR. MORENO'S SURROGATE ✔️

38 - Leilah

a few weeks later
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It's been a good few weeks. Elijah seems to be back to his normal self, and it seems like Maverick is growing way too fast. He's already two months today and I'm starting to worry about him growing up. I know he's only two months but it feels like I just pushed him out a few days ago. On another note, Elijah and I can't keep our hands off each other now that we're free to do whatever we want now. We waited an extra two weeks to even attempt going all the way, and since then, we haven't bothered to look back. I just put the baby to sleep so I think I know where this is about to go.

Elijah's in his office. He's been in business meetings all day and it's been torture not being able to touch him in all the ways that I want to. It's like my body aches for him every time he's not touching me. I can't get enough of him. Every time just gets better and better. My thoughts surge through my mind as I sit in our bedroom.

After what feels like hours, I get tired, so I take off my clothes and I slide under the blankets and I go to sleep. After another few hours, I feel cool hands roaming my body while a pair of warm lips kiss my neck and behind my ear. My back is facing Elijah's side of the bed, so I know he's right behind me. With that, I turn over and I wrap my arms around his neck to hug his body against mine. He wraps his arms around my hips and torso and kisses my chest and neck while we talk.

"I've missed you," he says, kissing and caressing my skin.

"I've missed you." I say back to him.

"Maverick woke up a few hours ago so I put him back to bed after a few hours."

"How long was I out?"

"Not long. Seemed like you had just went to bed when I walked in, then the baby woke up."

"Mmh," I hum, marveling in this feeling.

"I want to play a game," Elijah suddenly says, unwrapping his arms from me and hovering on top of me, his arms on both sides of me.

"Yeah? Like what?" I ask, wrapping my legs around his hips and running my hands along his chest, biting my lip before smiling.

"I want you," he starts, "to tell me how your day was. In detail might I add."

"What's the trick?" I ask, knowing that there's something subliminally hidden behind that grin on his face.

He smiles and leans down slowly before he kisses me soft, and slow. He pulls away, and puts his lips next to my ear. "Try not to moan," he says, before leaving a kiss on my neck and lowering himself down my body. I can feel his tongue dart out and lick a trail up my pussy, and it makes my breath catch in my throat. "Go on," he urges as he begins.

"It was.. good," I say, already trying to steady my breathing.

"Mm-mmh," he hums, still licking and sucking. "I need more than that, baby. What's been on your mind?"

"You," I admit, breathing heavily and running my hands through his hair. "I've been thinking about you all day. Thinking about... this."

"Mhm," he hums deeply, sticking his tongue inside me, licking around and then taking it out to lick over my clit. "What else?" he asks.

"I c- I can't focus Elijah," I moan, my eyes beginning to roll back. He sucks on my clit and runs his middle finger up and down my pussy until he plunges it deep inside me, fingering me quickly. "Fuck Elijah." I moan, gripping his hair and pulling my thighs together.