Free His Surrogate For Hire: A BWWM Pregnancy Romance by BWWM Club, Esther Banks

all of it."
    He nodded, looking like a shy young boy. His green eyes sparkled. "I
am glad to hear it. I know your life has changed drastically in the
last few months and, well, it's good to be able to relieve some
stress and take your mind off of things. Everyone has to do that
every once in a while."
    Diana just sipped her coffee. She did not want to ask about the
obvious, but it was something she wanted to know.
    "And all of the intimacy, was that part of it? The relaxation?"
    Clay sat his mug down, concentrating on Diana. He moved a stray lock
of unruly red hair from her face.
    "I think the two of us will agree that part of the trip was a
welcomed addition, if you will." He smiled.
    "I could agree with that."
    "But let me guess, you want to know where we stand?" He
lifted her chin up so they were now eye to eye.
    "Something like that," she replied, not really wanting to
admit the fact that she felt like she needed something more clear on
what was happening between them. There was a part of her that did not
feel like she completely had the right to ask. But she really did not
want to walk around imagining things or making things out to be
something they weren't.
    Clay's fingertips ran along her jaw line. "Things will be just
fine. I think we are two mature and consenting adults who have made a
decision to get to this point. Where it goes from here is totally up
to us as well."
    He lightly kissed her lips. Diana almost protested. She wanted to
hear something definite like, 'I'm falling in love with you' or 'I
don't think this will work out'. But instead he made a comment about
being mature adults and making their own choices. That could mean
a nything. Things could go in
any direction.
    "Okay,"
was all she managed to say as he gently kissed her lips. He did not
pull back when she thought he would. Instead, he kissed her more
passionately than before. A dizzying, feverish kiss. It was the first
time she saw something like that in Clay. The other kisses had almost
asked for permission. This time, he did not have to ask for
permission, they had already explored one another.
    She
was not fully dressed and neither was he, so it made it easy for them
to fall right back in to bed. Right back to where they had been the
night before. Clay safe between her thighs, entering her with a sweet
force that was both commanding and gentle. Diana did not think twice
this time. She resigned to let things flow. And when she did, the sex
this time was even better.
    He
teased her, called out to her and she responded. Clay was much more
in control this time, possibly because Diana allowed herself to be
caressed and to be pliable in his hands. Skin to skin, Clay went
deeper than he had before. But this time was more of an explosion of
passion, not a marathon. Just enough to fill one another with
pleasure and just enough to cement the fact that the first time had
not been some sort of fluke or misstep. Both times were obviously
responses to the passion that developed between the two of them.
    It
seemed neither of them wanted to turn away from those feelings.
Moaning, Diana dug her nails into his back, just as he swiftly
brought them to climax. The shuddering, the rippling waves were much
more intense and Diana did not hold back. Neither did Clay. Even when
he could feel the orgasm rising, he continued thrusting, feverishly
working to make sure both he and his lover were satisfied. When he
was sure that they were, only then did he back down, releasing her
from his lair.
    "Two
mature, consenting adults, letting this lead us where it may,"
Diana whispered.
    Clay
smiled, kissing her on the forehead. "Finish your coffee. We
have a plane to catch."
    *****
    Going back to the mansion was bittersweet. Once they approached the
gates, Diana knew the vacation was definitely over. Back to being at
the manor, and back to the reality of Clay waiting for her to get
pregnant. Passing through those gates, she knew things had to get
back to normal.
    Once in the house,