Boardroom Bride: A Fake Fiance Secret Pregnancy Romance

by Alexis Angel

  These fucking guys. They’re literally like magic—I can’t get enough of them.

  “It’s good to see you eating better now,” Eric says, stroking my foot between his hands. “You’re too fucking pretty to be suffering, babe.”

  “Unless you’re suffering around our cocks,” says Chase. “That’s the only way a hot little bitch like you ought to ever suffer.”

  “I’m hardly suffering,” I say, rolling my eyes. “Or is there something about the phrase, Please, Chase, don’t stop, I’m coming! that sounds like suffering to you?”

  “Careful, Kara,” Chase warns, sliding his fingers up my inner thigh toward my cunt. It immediately starts throbbing and aching for him—like I said, it’s gotten greedy after all the spoiling Chase and Eric to do it. “Or I might have to show you some fucking suffering…”

  “Mmm,” I moan as his fingertips brush against my pussy lips. I’ve got a thigh gap now, so even laying like this—my cunt is all access for Chase’s thick fingers. “Careful, Chase. I might like that.”

  “Careful, both of you,” Eric laughs, smacking Chase’s hands away from my cunt—and spanking my ass while he’s at it. “Or I’m going to have to put you in your place, Kara—and Chase, I’ll have to show you who the real alpha male is in this relationship.”

  “You’re on, Captain Fuckboy,” Chase challenges.

  “Bring it, Lieutenant Limp Dick.”

  I roll over and sit up on the massage table, sipping my Tropical Man-goo shake—tastes like yummy cum and mangoes—while I watch the two of them wrestle. It ends in a draw, with neither of them able to break the other’s hold.

  It’s fucking hot, watching my men wrestle over me. Really gets the juices flowing—I’m seriously sitting in a puddle of my own honey just watching these two shirtless hotties grapple with each other, all slippery with massage oil and horny for me.

  “Shit—I just remembered,” Eric says, shoving Chase away with a wild grin on his face. “We haven’t shown Kara her surprise yet.”

  “Damn,” Chase swears, putting his hands on his knees and panting. “That’s a hell of a thing to forget.”

  “Is it your boners?” I ask, only half-joking.

  I actually kind of do hope that it’s their boners. Like, what could be more perfect, right? Two hot, sweaty, shirtless billionaires with matching 12-inch dicks for me to take turns riding…I sigh wistfully just thinking about how good they’d feel inside me right now.

  “Later,” Eric says, tossing me the thin pink silk robe that I’ve taken to wearing around his mansion instead of clothes. “First…come on. You’re going to love this.”

  Eric takes me by the hand, and Chase wraps his arm around my waist possessively as they lead me upstairs to one of the many, many spare rooms that Eric’s mansion has to offer.

  “No peeking,” Chase instructs me, covering my eyes with his fingertips as Eric opens the door.

  “Are you sure it’s not your boners?” I ask as they lead me into the room blind.

  “It’s better,” Eric says.

  “Well, that can’t be true,” I giggle. “There’s nothing better than—”

  Chase pulls his fingers away from my eyes, and my gaze darts around the room…until it lands on a gorgeous light pink luggage set, complete with a sexy little carry-on bag and monogrammed luggage tags.

  “Holy shit,” I gasp, taking it all in.

  I haven’t had to go abroad since my contract with Gilded Lily ended. I used to fucking love flying—but now it’s dawning on me that I’m finally going to get to do it again when we fly to Japan for the Miss Sexy Universe competition.

  My old luggage set is still usable, of course, but it’s nothing nearly as gorgeous as all this.

  “Holy SHIT!” I squeal, running over to the pretty new suitcases and hugging them each in turn.

  I love them! I fucking love them!

  I turn to Chase and Eric with my arms still wrapped around one of the suitcases—on which I lay a wet pink kiss.

  “They’re the most beautiful things I own!” I can’t seem to wipe the grin off my face. In fact, all this smiling is giving my cheeks a workout of their own. They’re fucking sore from smiling so much.

  “For the most beautiful thing we own,” Eric says, crossing his arms over his chest. He looks so proud for making me smile so hard. Actually…they both fucking do.

  “That’s not all,” Chase says as I run over to smother his face with kisses. “There’s a part two to this surprise—but you’ll unfortunately have to get dressed before we can show it to you.”

  “Does it involve a ride in the Tesla?” I ask, throwing my arms around Eric’s neck and kissing his biceps.

  “It does,” Eric assures me. “So go throw on some of those new yoga pants we bought you—unless Chase has ripped holes in those with his dick, too?”

  “She still has a couple pairs left,” Chase says with a dirty grin.

  “We can change that when we get back, though,” I wink at them. “I fucking love you both—you know that, right?”

  “Love you, too,” they call after me in unison as I scamper off to obey orders.

  I don’t know what else they could possibly have in store for me—but I’m excited to find out.

  Kara

  Chase, Eric, and I walk up the paved pathway to the mystery building. My stomach is in knots wondering what the two of them have planned for me.

  We walk up to the doors, and each of them grabs a handle and pulls the door outward, letting me walk through to the main lobby of a grand entrance.

  We’re greeted by a young, muscular male instructor with a badge displaying the name ‘Zac’.

  “Welcome to Zenith Acrobatics!” he exclaims.

  “Acrobatics?” I ask, my eyes wide, and confusion clearly painted on my face.

  “Surprise,” says Eric. “We wanted to do something special with you. We know you’ve been working so fucking hard lately…”

  “So we thought an aerial silks class might be a fun change of pace,” Chase adds.

  “Oh, my god! Seriously?” I return. “I’ve always been so mesmerized by this stuff. Cirque du Soleil is like…Kara crack. I was always just so worried that with my weight, I wouldn’t be able to do it.”

  “Well, that’s nothing to worry about anymore,” Eric replies.

  “And with you coming into your strength at the pace you are, you’ll be a pro by the end of the day. I can tell,” Chase adds.

  “Holy shit. I don’t even know what to say!” I shout. “Thank you! I love you!” I look at both of them and can see in their eyes just how happy they are.

  “Well, let’s get started!” Zac says.

  “Absolutely!” I exclaim.

  We walk through the main lobby and a small hallway. We come to a large wooden door, propped open with a door stop that leads into a fucking huge open area, with several different aerial attractions, harnesses, and training gear.

  “Okay. So some of this stuff is going to seem really intimidating at first, but I promise that you’ll have all the skills you need once I actually make you go up into the air with some real height,” Zac explains.

  “Sounds great!” I return. I’m dying to get started. Especially to test this wild strength I’ve developed. It’s so fun thinking that all this muscle is good for more than just doing a perfect squat.

  “Let me demonstrate just what I’d like to see you do today. I’ll go through it really quickly, but I promise you don’t need to be intimidated,” Zac says.

  I reach into my bag and pull out a shake, Banana Slit. I take a couple of sips as I see Zac wrapping his body around once in the silks.

  He quickly uses his upper body strength to climb the fabric. It all happens so quickly, but he whips his leg around and wraps more around his body.

  He does amazing twirls and has beautiful hanging poses in between, all mesmerizing to watch. Then he suddenly lets all of the wrapping come undone as he twirls back down to the floor and plants his feet on the ground. />
  And with that, my excitement turns to sheer terror. What in the world am I getting into?

  But I decide that there’s really no turning back and that I have to go through with it.

  I can’t let my men down. They planned this for me. What kind of girl would I be if I didn’t at least try to go through the class?

  “Are you ready to get started?” asks Zac. “We won’t be nearly as complicated at first. What’s your favorite color?”

  “Pink,” I say, because, like, obviously, right?

  “Great. I have some gorgeous pink silks for you,” he says as he moves to the side of the gymnasium to crank down the rigging.

  “And you two? Any action today?” Zac asks.

  “Anything but pink,” Eric laughs.

  “Today? Wait. You guys have come here before?” I inquire.

  “Yeah, we’re actually…pretty fucking good at this. We have connections with just about any fitness-related event. We’ve made it a personal goal to try everything we can get our hands on. One of our many talents, I guess,” says Chase.

  “That’s fucking awesome. Is there anything you two can’t do?” I exclaim. “You keep impressing me. Every fucking day.”

  I’m really smitten with these guys, and they just never fail to amaze me.

  Zac walks over to a closet, and I hear a few flips of switches. Just like that, we have some awesome, upbeat music to move around to. We start off with a few basic stretches. That part is easy; it’s nothing I haven’t done with Eric and Chase with our intense workout sessions.

  They’ve taught me that stretching is crucial and have even improved my flexibility, which surely will come in handy today. I take a few more sips of my protein shake. I’m a little nervous about drinking a ton, just in case my stomach decides to turn on me.

  I’m still nervous as I mimic Zac, Eric, and Chase in their movements. We all get a leg wrapped up in the silks and begin to climb up the fabric.

  My heart is pounding. I’m almost afraid they can hear it thrashing in my chest. But I look over to Chase and Eric’s faces, and all of my fear melts away.

  They’re so reassuring, just as they are with me in the gym. I can’t think of a better pair of people to share this experience with.

  We practice a few other basic wrapping techniques, and I learn how to also release and grip the fabric in the right places and at the right times so it knots before I fall off.

  I’m getting really confident about it after a few practice runs. It’s easy not to fall. Being aware of your surroundings and being quick with your reactions is key.

  And I’ve got this shit in the bag. We do a run through of Zac’s initial performance, and we all fucking nail it.

  I’m so exhilarated. I had a hard time believing I’d be able to do what Zac does, but then I actually fucking did it.

  Chase and Eric are so proud of me. And I love seeing it displayed clear as day on their faces.

  “Okay! Well, girl, I believe we’re all done!” Zac announces.

  “It’s been a pleasure,” Eric says as he gives Zac a handshake.

  “Yeah, this was fuckin’ sweet,” Chase adds before also shaking Zac’s hand.

  “It was such a pleasure teaching you all of this! I hope to see you back here with these two! You three would make an awesome show!” Zac comments, obviously eyeballing all three of us for something more than a just a silks performance.

  “Maybe if you’re lucky,” I call after him as he leaves the room. We all watch him exit and close the door.

  “Wanna go again?” Eric says, lifting an eyebrow at me.

  He’s so fucking adorable. How could I say no to that? Now that my nerves are gone, I have no problem chugging the rest of my shake.

  My delicious, incredible, cum-filled protein shake. Mmmmmm.

  I get myself all situated and wrapped up in the silks. I start climbing.

  “We’ll be down here watching. Show us what you’ve got, babe,” says Chase.

  Whoo. Okay. No pressure, Kara.

  I do exactly what Zac taught me and what I watched everyone do. I pull off some spectacular moves, twisting and flipping through the silks.

  I’ve gained so much confidence about this skill in such a short amount of time. Being able to accomplish this makes me feel invincible. I’m floating, flying, and soaring through the air, all with a silk brace.

  Until something goes wrong. I miss. I don’t catch the fabric in time, and I come hurling towards the ground.

  Panic sets in and as tears start to roll I take a deep breath and brace myself for impact.

  But I’m caught. Seconds from the ground.

  I take in a huge breath and frantically search to either side of me. To my left is Eric and to my right is Chase. They’re squatted down on one knee and their arms are locked against one another, creating a safe bracing for me to fall into.

  “You guys have a knack for this, you know,” I say with a relieved little giggle.

  “We will never let anything bad happen to you,” Chase says softly.

  “You’re safe with us,” adds Eric.

  I’m overwhelmed with so many different emotions. I have the adrenaline from the fall. I was ready to die.

  Then I also have this outpouring love for Chase and Eric. And gratitude. And reassurance. And horniness.

  I stand up and they both give me a strong, loving hug from each side.

  And then another feeling surfaces: my fervent desire for them both.

  “Think we can bang on these things?” I ask, biting my lip.

  Chase and Eric share a look.

  They shrug in unison.

  “Only one way to find out.”

  Kara

  I can’t believe that of all of the emotions on this roller coaster I’ve just ridden, I’m leveling out at insatiably horny. But lucky for me, my stallions are right here in front of me, ready to give me what I need.

  I turn to Chase and kiss him hard. His kiss is passionate and loving, but quickly turns frisky and handsy as I slip my tongue into his mouth.

  As I make out with him, I pull Eric’s hand towards my pussy, the only barrier being the fabric of my yoga pants. As my tongue explores Chase’s mouth, I grind my clit against Eric’s fingers. Eric takes his other hand and cups my ass.

  Eric pulls his body even closer to me and rubs his hard cock against my side. I sway my hips in his direction, both to acknowledge and approve.

  Chase’s hands caress my body, finding their own place to attend to. One hand lands on my breast, and he cups it fully and starts massaging. He grabs my other ass cheek with his free hand.

  I’m being fondled and kissed, and I could just melt into a pool of Kara goo. Eric starts kissing my neck, and goosebumps form all over my skin.

  All of the sensual touching and the sexual tension we’ve created in the room is so thick in the air, not even the silks could cut through it.

  I break my kiss with Chase and take in a deep breath. I look into his eyes and see his desire for me as well.

  I turn my face to Eric. He bites his lip at me, continuing to grope and admire my body.

  “I want to properly thank both of you,” I offer. “I might have died had I hit the ground. But neither of you were going to let that happen. I don’t think words alone could express my gratitude to the both of you.”

  “There’s really no need to thank us for that, beautiful,” Eric starts. “But if you’re trying to say you want to fuck us because you just want to fuck us, I have no objection.”

  “You know exactly what I’m saying. Don’t play coy with me. That’s my job,” I respond.

  “No, your job is to get down on your knees and suck cock until your jaw can’t handle our cocks anymore,” Chase says.

  His words travel through me like a jolt of lightning. Except instead of electrocuted, I get turned on even more.

  I stare at him as he searches my face for a reaction. I’m caught off guard and don’t have a comeback for him.

  And just like t
hat, I’m on my knees, furiously tearing at their gym shorts to whip their cocks out. I grab ahold of them and admire their length and girth as I wrap each of their man meats in my hands.

  Cocks this fucking perfect should be a crime. I nearly burst out in orgasm at the very thought of them fucking me with these powerful tools.

  I take Chase’s cock and run my tongue along the entire length of the underside of his shaft. He moans in approval and puts a hand behind my head and guides my face to focus on his dick.

  I giggle and moan and kiss the head of his cock before sliding him into my mouth, my tongue swirling around as I suck on him.

  I pump Eric’s cock with my hand as I bob on Chase’s cock. Both of their gazes are focused on me and my spectacular cock-working skills.

  I decide to switch off. I massage Chase’s balls as I pull Eric’s cock into my mouth and stroke him as I bob back and forth on Eric’s cock. They continue to breathe hard and moan for me as I work their cocks.

  Chase gets down on his knees, forcing me to release my tight grip on his cock as I continue to suck Eric’s. He pushes his fingertips against my back and loops them down into my pants.

  Chase tugs them down, exposing my ass and my pussy lips. He positions himself behind me, right against my tight, slippery little pussy.

  I moan with Eric’s cock in my mouth as Chase slides inside of me, the head of his cock rubbing against my G-spot. As he starts thrusting in and out, my head bobs against Eric’s cock in the same rhythmic motion.

  “You like that cock, baby?” Chase pipes up.

  “Mmmhfmmm,” I respond, my answer lost with a cock stuffed in my mouth and against my throat.

  “Shhhhh,” Eric interjects. He strokes my hair as I move back and forth on his long, thick cock. Chase starts pumping into me harder and faster. I moan and squeak as I blow Eric.

  Eric grabs my head and starts fucking my face at the same pace. They’re keeping up with each other. Each time one goes faster, the other matches it.

  Chase’s hand reaches in front of me, and his fingers find my swollen little clit. He rubs it hard in a circle as he fucks me.