Pregnant With The Douchebag Jock Novels & Stories

I slid it open. “Hey bitch! You are getting married to an impotent man. Antonio can’t even have an erection for up to a minute. Don’t waste your life with him. Run! He is an asshole. He managed to get me pregnant and made me abort the child which led to the loss of my womb. Run!!! He is a beast!!!” The message literally made me go blank for seconds.

"Nothing has happened to me. I just pretended to be sick to bring my mommy back." "I see." The man in the navy-blue suit nodded, his eyes dancing with amusement. His expression suddenly became serious as he said, "There is something I need to tell you." "Shoot." "I saw Mrs. Moore bullying Madam. She even slapped her." "She slapped her!" Jack exclaimed, without caring about the scorching glances he earned from the people around him. The assistant cleared his throat, glancing around. He moved in closer and said in a hushed tone, "She was asking her to repay her upbringing." He was going to tell him about surrogacy but stopped in the end.

Jack stood looking at Carly King. The woman sits there looking smugly at him. He crosses his arms just looking at her. His now mind wonders what on earth he ever saw in her. “Jason, would you mind giving us some privacy please.” He looked at his brother who immediately stood and left the living room. Jack briefly wonders what he might be thinking. He looked back at the woman who seemed intent on not staying out of his life. Claiming to be pregnant was the oldest ploy in the books trapping a rich man.

Doyin said, "That's not a problem" Mr Coker retorted, "you are free to touch every part of my body" he said, "am I free to touch every part of your body?" he asked, "hmm, I understand all your Intentions, but suppose I'm.pregnant In between, what will happen to me and my?" Doyin asked, "I will take care of you and the baby" Mr Coker retorted, and I will Instruct my kids to.take good care of you and the baby" Mr Coker explained,

"Yes, Grace, you're pregnant. Happy birthday! This is truly a special day for you. Congratulations, my dear." Overwhelmed with emotion, Grace leapt from the examination table and threw her arms around Ava, holding her tightly. They laughed and cried together, sharing in the joy of this precious moment. After all the disappointment and heartache, this pregnancy was a beacon of hope, a symbol of new beginnings.

She walked towards me and held my hair up for me just so my puke would not touch it. “I’m fin-eee,” I said as my words were stressed out from another set of puke coming up my throat. “No you are not, in fact, we are going to the hospital this instant,” Mira said defiantly as she patted my back gently and when I was done, she held me and led me to have a seat. “Wait, Chloe, when last did you see your period? Because I read it somewhere that pregnant people always have morning sickness during their first trimester” Mira said, looking at me and I laughed at what she said.

I hated that thought immediately. The silence between us no longer felt awkward now. Just intimate. Outside, the rain finally began slowing against the windows while exhaustion settled heavily through my body again. I leaned back carefully against the couch. “I think pregnancy is humiliating.” Damien looked almost amused. “That’s a strong description.” “I cried yesterday because toast smelled aggressive.”

Marcus balls-deep inside me, water running down both our bodies, his cock still twitching like it was mid-orgasm. Jake just stood there holding a plastic bag of protein bars. Mouth open. Marcus pulled out halfway in shock. A thick string of cum already leaked from my ass and dripped onto the wet floor. “Jake… fuck. It’s not–” “It is exactly what it looks like,” Jake said slowly. His face went through shock, then confusion, then something else. Something almost amused. “You’re breeding my best friend in the gym shower? While your pregnant wife is waiting at home?”

I expressed to Jack. "Yeah, same, Rose. I want to shower and shower along with you, Jackson revealed. "Yeah, then let me undress you then," I said to Jack. "No, don't worry. I'm going to do it myself. You're pregnant, and you shouldn't squat or bend a lot," Jackson said to me. "No, it doesn't matter to you," I confessed to him. "Never mind, Rose, I'll do it myself. I have hands at least. I'm going to take them off myself; just don't worry," Jackson uttered to me. "Okay Jack, I seem to understand; go on then," I said to him. "Your baby is growing, and your bump looks beautiful," Jackson confessed beautifully to me.

“Am I supposed to believe you after the stunt you pulled at the clinic?” My brows furrowed. What? Sofia stepped even closer, her eyes glinting with irritation. “You took away my chance of carrying his babies,” she hissed. “Do you really expect me to believe it was just a coincidence that right after you stole his sperm, you just so happened to unknowingly apply for a job as his secretary?” My head snapped back slightly, caught between disbelief and amusement. Stole his sperm? Was this woman hearing herself? “I didn’t steal it was a fucking mix up and we all know that the nurses are the ones to blame for that.”