"I hate you."
"I hate you more."
"I hate you the most!"
"I hate you to infinity plus one!" I cry out as my orgasm rolls through me hard. I'm on all fours, getting absolutely railed from behind by my boss, who is currently grunting his own release.
Which I can feel since he's not wearing a condom. I mean, why would we bother? I'm already eight months pregnant.
So, you're probably asking yourself, why the hell is she getting railed by her boss while they tell each other how much they hate each other while pregnant?
Great question, I'd love to tell you.
It started with a one-night stand gone wrong.
And it all went downhill from there.
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RomanceWhat happens when a man you loathe becomes your boss? And then your baby-daddy? I guess they don't say "there's a fine line between love and hate" for nothing.
