Wild Oat Milk by Elena Dawne

Whoever said: No man buys the cow if he’s getting the milk for free, underestimated the market…

It was one night of impulsive bliss — my V-card obliterated by a gorgeous and rugged older man.
There were meant to be no strings attached…
Which is why it took me so long to build up the courage to tell him about the baby we made.
Determined to stick around and help raise his kid, Gunnar’s so f*cking good with his baby daughter, I can’t even look at them together without wanting him to make more babies with me, and when he’s giving me plenty of attention, I can’t keep myself from milking it.

It won’t be long before our little family grows…