Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 57355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57355 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 229(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“What then?”
“Something we’ve wanted for a really long time.”
I looked at her, my forehead scrunched up.
“Sex in a hot tub? Fuzzy handcuffs? Hot oil?”
She laughed.
“I said something we wanted. Not just something you wanted!”
I stood perfectly still as she slipped her arms around me. She took pity on me in that moment. I could tell by the sweet look in her eyes right before she told me.
“We’re having another baby.”
“You’re sure?”
“Pretty darn sure.”
I let out a whoop and scooped her up, turning her in a circle. She giggled and slapped my arm, shouting at me to put her down. I set her on her feet just in time to watch her cover her mouth and run for the sink. I cringed as she vomited, rubbing her back as she splashed cool water on her face. I grabbed her a clean dishtowel to blot the water away.
“Sorry, love. I guess that cinches it.”
She giggled again. Her eyes got wide. And she power-hurled. Mostly on my shirt. But we were both smiling the whole time.
“That was the first bout of morning sickness. I guess that makes it official.”
“Yes, you hot little mama. It is official.”
We hugged, ignoring the puke, and then I carried her into the bathroom. I turned on the shower while she brushed her teeth. Then I started pulling her clothes off, kissing her skin as it was revealed. I knelt and pulled her panties off before kissing my way back up her body. She giggled as I kissed her belly and then her gorgeous breasts. She was so beautiful it made my head spin. I started to kiss her lips and she stopped me.
“Are you sure?” She cocked an eyebrow at me and I laughed.
“You brushed, didn’t you?” I kissed her soft and deep. “Besides, it’s not like you haven’t puked on me before.”
I pushed open the glass shower door and guided her inside. We took our time lathering each other up, kissing and touching each other. I took a washcloth and rubbed soap on it before gently washing her bottom. By the time we were clean, we were both breathless and eager to get to the bed. I wrapped her in a towel and carried her to the bedroom, leaving a trail of water droplets behind me.
I laid her gently on the bed and tugged the towel away. She giggled as I pounced on her, careful of her midsection, growling like a wildcat. Then I licked my way down her belly to her pussy and she stopped laughing. I took my time, even though I was already leaking precum. I wanted to get inside her, but I wanted to make her feel good first.
Hell, it was a point of pride to me. I wanted to prove I could still make my wife scream in pleasure. More than once, too.
“Try not to wake the lil angel with your sex noises,” I said with a smirk as I lowered my head between her thighs. I had a good ole time making her squeal. She had her hand over her mouth when she came. I was grinning the whole time.
Then I slid into her welcoming heat and I was the one who had to stifle my moans. She felt so damn good. It was like coming home every damn time.
I tried to go slow. I really did. But my body took over, driving deep until I lost my rhythm and lost control. I bucked like a wild man, hissing love words between clenched teeth. And Sally was right there with me. She climaxed hard and this time, there was no silencing her. I didn’t even try.
Both of us were loud at the end, and we were not surprised to hear Lilly’s little feet pattering around as we lay there beside each other, covered in sweat. I laughed, still trying to catch my breath. Sally started to rise but I pushed her back and threw a blanket over her.
“Rest. I got this. She can have her dinner now, right?”
She nodded, snuggling deeper into the covers.
I walked into the nursery, looking for my daughter. I decided to move Lilly to a bigger room down the hallway a little way, and change the colors in here. Well, the soft lavender worked for another girl. But if we had a boy . . .
I grinned. My wife was against the whole pink and blue thing. She was a fan of soft green and buttery yellows. And lavender, obviously. Whatever she wanted, I would make it happen. I cradled our daughter against my chest, pressing a kiss into her downy blonde hair.
We’re gonna have another baby.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Callaway
“Tell me if it hurts. I’ll stop.”
“Shut up, Callaway.”
I glared at the beauty in my chair. She gave me an exasperated look. But then she kissed me.
So I forgave her.
“Of course it’s going to hurt. I’ll tell you if it gets too bad. Okay?”