Crush on my boss

Chapter 9

Four months later.

I quit my job as Isabelle's nanny. I wasn't really needed anyway now as she's at school full time and her mum takes the weekends off to spend time with her. Anyway, I'm now four months pregnant and getting bigger every day. I've also moved back in with Sam and the boys. The twins were a bit shocked when we told them about the baby but they're coming round to the idea now. They've also asked if they can start calling me mum instead of Ella. I'll admit, being their mum is something I've always wanted and both me and Sam have agreed that it's fine for them to call me mum. Mason comes and sits next to me. He rests his hand on my belly but pulls it away two seconds later.
"That tickles." He giggles.
"Aww is baby kicking Mason's hand?" I grinned happily.
"Yeah when can you find out what baby is? I want a brother." Mason asked me happily.
"We'll find out in the next few weeks. The scan lady couldn't tell at the last scan because baby was too small." I explained to him.
"Oh I see." He replied sadly.
"Cheer up, we'll find out soon enough." I grinned, tickling him in the ribs.
"Noooo not fair!! I can't do it to you so it's not fair." Mason giggled loudly.
"Ouch!" I winced, sucking in a breath of air.
"Mum?? Mum??" Mason repeated.
"I'm.. urgh fine darling. Baby does this sometimes." I winced, trying to reassure him.
"Daaaaaaaad!!" Mason yelled so loudly the whole area must have heard him.
"What?" Sam asks, rushing into the room.
"Mum's in pain." Mason told him, pointing to me.
"Mason go play in your bedroom please?" Sam asked him politely.
"Yes dad." Mason answered before going upstairs.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Sam looked at me, clearly concerned.
"I'm fine Sam, honestly." I replied reassuringly.
"Good." He smirked, kissing down my neck.
"Sam don't. The boys are upstairs." I giggled quietly.
"Well we'll just have to be super quiet then." He smirked, laying me down so I was on my back.
"Sam I'm serious. What if they come downstairs and see us? Maybe, just maybe if you keep your hands to yourself, you might get something when the twins are in bed." I smirked, getting up and walking away.
"Fine." He sighed loudly.
"Don't start sulking." I grinned, coming back over to the sofa.

He kissed down my neck and I couldn't be bothered to protest or stop him. I just let him carry on. I squeezed my legs together, hoping he wouldn't notice. He did though.
"I know that movement Ella." He grinned.
"What movement?" I asked teasingly.
"Squeezing your legs together like that. I think someone's wet." He replied, smirking and pushing his fingers towards my vagina.
"Maybe a.. argh.. little bit." I moaned loudly.

He pushed his fingers around my vagina and I didn't want to stop him. I lay back on the sofa and arched my back in pleasure. I buckled as he fingered me deeper and faster.
"Ohhhhhh Sam!!" I screamed out with pleasure.
"I always know what you want babe." He smirked, pulling his fingers out and tasting my juices that flowed over his fingers.

I climbed on top of him and undid his button on his pants. I pulled his pants down a tiny bit so I could see his penis. I put my hands down his boxers and stroked in slow circles.
"Ella." He groaned quietly.
"Yes Sam?" I asked him teasingly whilst continuing to give him a hand job under his boxers.
"You're-you're .." He gasped quietly.
"I'm what?" I smirked, picking up the pace.
"You're.. arghhh.." He moaned louder.
"I thought so." I whispered.

I finished what I was doing around fifteen minutes later. He finally managed to string a sentence together.
"That was perfect babe. I think I better go change my pants and boxers though." He laughed quietly.
"Yeah you better. They're a bit wet." I smirked, licking my lips.
"I wonder why." He smirked back and went upstairs to get changed.

Later on that night, we settled down with the boys to watch tv. The boys sat on one sofa and me and Sam sat on the other. We had a blanket round us because I was 'cold'. Sam's hand slipped under the blanket, his fingers teasing the fabric of my knickers. I lay my head on his chest as if to say "carry on." He knew what I meant and pulled my underwear down, just below my vagina. His thumb stroked the top of my vagina and I smiled.
"You seem to like doing this." I whispered.
"I never hear you say no." He whispered back, picking up the pace.

He continued to stroke his thumb around my vagina before gently pushing it in. I let out a sharp breath. He squeezed my hand with his free hand and whispered in my ear.
"If it becomes too intense, let me know."
I nodded in agreement, lay back on his chest and let him continue. I turned my head to one side and gripped his T-shirt as it started to become too much but I didn't want him to stop. I never wanted him to stop. Eventually the waves of ecstasy overtook me and I gripped his T-shirt harder than before as he took me over the edge. I let out a low moan and kissed him on the lips. We cuddled each other and went back to watching the film.

The next morning, I sat bolt upright in bed, a sharp feeling in my stomach. I looked down and saw the pool of water... no no no!! Not yet, this can't be happening!! I'm only four months pregnant!