His Pleasure Contract

By Helen Walton

Prue’s husband Will has ticked off most of her fantasies, all except one. When he draws up a contract to fulfill her fantasy of a threesome, she’s unsure what to do.

Billionaire William Burberry, the fourth, has everything he ever wanted in his wife Prue. She may be a mouthy ex-waitress with a terrible upbringing, but she fits him perfectly in bed and out. But he sees the way she looks at her best friend with her two boyfriends.

Will would do anything for her, even if it means sharing her with another man for a night. One night meant to fulfill Prue’s fantasy for her birthday present.

Can she ignore her worries and go for her fantasy?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight
• Release date: Feb 24, 2022
• ISBN: 9780369505682

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Copyright© 2022 Helen Walton

ISBN: 978-0-3695-0568-2

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Editor: Audrey Bobak

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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

DEDICATION

For all the horny pregnant women.

HIS PLEASURE CONTRACT

Billionaires’ Reluctant Brides, 2

Helen Walton

Copyright © 2022

Chapter One

I stroked a hand over one sleeping cherub’s face, then the other. My heart swelled with love for our three-year-old twin boys, William Burberry the fifth and sixth. I called them Tuck and Whit. William was too stuffy, which was why I called my husband Will. I had a hard time telling the twins apart. They were too cute with their matching features. My trick was to dress them in different colored clothes. I’d heard a woman tattooed a freckle on one of her identical twins so she could tell them apart, but I didn’t want to spoil the fun they could get up to when they were older. I wished I’d had a twin to share my lousy upbringing with, someone to bring fun where there was none.

At least, that was in my past. Will was my present and future. A man who caused me to get fired from my job as a waitress and proposed to me on the same day. I closed the boys’ door quietly, so I didn’t wake them. Will and I had plans for tonight. I mean, I had plans for Will. Will was working in his office, and I intended to distract him.

My too-good-looking-for-his-own-good husband with his decadent, coffee-brown hair and sexy smile that made me melt. Or should I say he made my panties melt? The things that man did me. Five years together and every time was as good as our first. I remembered it like it was yesterday, on my hands and knees, taking his cock deep. I squeezed my legs together. Just thinking about him got me hot and bothered. Let alone when he spanked me.

I practically skipped along the huge hallway of our mansion to our bedroom. I wouldn’t be moving this fast in a few months when I was huge with our third child. Thank fuck, it was one this time. I’d have to be smaller than I was with the twins. Hopefully.

Kennedy, our nanny, opened her bedroom door and stepped into the hallway.

I skidded to a stop. The boys are asleep.

She tucked her long, honey-blonde hair behind both ears. I’ll read for a bit.

You should go out and get laid. I flicked my hand up and down her body. You might dress like you’re sixteen, but you’re not.

Kennedy shrugged. It’s easier to avoid men.

Shit, I’m an idiot. Don’t mind me. I swept past her, then turned. You can still have fun even after your douche ex.

I know. Her lips pulled into a tight smile.

Yeah, sure, okay. I’m going to get ready.

Ready for what?

My sexy husband. I winked and spun around.

Kennedy’s door shut behind her. I shook my head. The woman seriously needed to get laid. Not just regular sex, either. The soul-shattering, out-of-your-body experience. Like I was about to get from Will. I skipped into our bedroom and took a longing look at the bath. Damn, my feet hurt this pregnancy, but the bath would have to wait until after sex with my husband. I shimmied out of my dress and stepped into our wardrobe. What to wear to seduce him? I brushed my fingers over my wedding dress. The short tassels on the bottom tickled, and I loved the swish of them on my thighs, but our wedding anniversary was next month and I wanted to keep it for that night.

My gaze landed on my wedding stilettos. The shoes, however, I could wear. I toed off my sensible flats and slid my feet into the heels. I angled my feet and admired the long length of my legs in them. Yep, they’d do. A wicked smirk stretched my lips. I tugged one of Will’s ties from his tie rack and wrapped it around my neck. Will had taught me how to knot his neckties for him, and it was a bit of a morning ritual now, me standing naked and putting the finishing touches on him for work. I knotted the tie around my neck and eyed my outfit in the floor-length mirror. A silk white bra and thong set, red and white checkered tie, and white heels. Not bad for a woman who’d given birth to twins and was pregnant. I’d worked damn hard with a personal trainer to make sure my stomach didn’t turn to flab.

A snort burst out of my nose. I’d never been vain in my life. Why did I care now? Will was happy with me and, considering he was eighteen years older, I shouldn’t care. But I did. Will was still hot at