Total pages in book: 171
Estimated words: 162003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 810(@200wpm)___ 648(@250wpm)___ 540(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 162003 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 810(@200wpm)___ 648(@250wpm)___ 540(@300wpm)
“I hid it because I didn’t trust you,” I said in a gentle tone. “I didn’t believe that you were done with Brayden. And I didn’t want our baby in the middle of that.”
“It’s over,” he said resolutely, clutching his hands around my waist. “I’m done with it. I swear to you, Brighton.”
“I believe you.” I trembled. And I did. Seeing his face now brought me clarity. He would do anything to protect us. Even if that meant giving up his revenge.
His hands smoothed up my back and then down over my ass, squeezing me as he tugged me towards the edge of the table. There was still a hint of unease in his eyes like he thought I might say no, and if I did, it would break him.
I reached down and slid my fingers through his hair, smoothing it back into place. That was all it took to bring back the familiar hunger in his eyes. He stood and positioned himself between my thighs, gripping my face in his hands. “I miss you.”
I made a noise in my throat, and he swallowed it up with a brutal kiss. I clutched at his shirt and pulled him closer, desperately seeking out his warmth. I didn’t even care that we were at the doctor’s office. It didn’t matter where we were, I needed him.
“Ryland,” I moaned.
“I know,” he whispered. “I have to be inside of you. It can’t wait.”
My lips found his throat as he unzipped his pants enough to free his erection and tugged my panties to the side. His hands felt like brands on my body they were so hot, and we were both being clumsy with our movements. His name kept spilling from my mouth in a desperate plea. I just didn’t want him to stop. I didn’t want to spend another day without him. Without this crazy love that existed between us.
Despite the roughness of his palms, he eased inside of me with gentle control. We both groaned, and then he paused.
“Is that okay?”
“God, yes,” I whined. “More please.”
He rooted himself all the way in and then paused to stare at the place where we were connected like he almost couldn’t believe it was real. I pulled him closer and guided his lips to my neck.
“It’s real,” I promised. “It’s real…”
“Never again,” he swore.
My head shook frantically as I agreed with him. “No, never again.” We would never be apart again.
He feathered kisses along my skin as he started to move. It was a combination of slow and hard like he wasn’t sure how much I could take. Either way, he’d only been inside of me for two minutes, and we were both on the verge of exploding already. His hands pushed my shirt up over my breasts, groping them with his palms. And then pulled back to gape at them.
“Holy fuck. They’re huge, baby girl.”
I laughed. They weren’t that huge, but they definitely felt like it. They’d grown a lot already.
He flicked his thumbs over my nipples, and I whimpered. I was still super sensitive, and if he kept doing that, I wouldn’t even last another minute. Sure enough, the moment his lips latched onto the lace covered flesh, I started to spasm around him.
I had to clap a hand over my mouth to keep quiet, and Ryland spluttered in surprise.
“That was fast.”
“I needed this.” I pulled his mouth back to mine. “I needed you.”
My words set him off too, and he twitched and jerked inside of me while he devoured me with his lips.
“Christ, baby girl. I needed that too. So much.”
He didn’t move from inside of me, and I was glad. His hands continued to explore my body, his eyes following their movements.
“You’ve never looked as beautiful as you do carrying my baby,” he said. “There aren’t even words, Brighton.”
He didn’t have to tell me because I could feel him swelling inside of me again. I didn’t want this to end, but I knew someone would be knocking on the door any minute now. Ryland must have read my thoughts because a moment later, he pulled out.
“Let’s go home, baby.”
***
Ryland held my hand as we stepped into the elevator. I squeezed back a little tighter than necessary as I waited to see what button he’d push. When he hit the button for his floor, I let out a breath I didn’t know I’d been holding.
He didn’t say a word as he led me into his apartment, but the moment we were inside, he pulled me into his arms. Soft fingers brushed my cheek while he searched my eyes.
“I need to know this is what you want,” he said. “Because I’m all in now, Brighton. No more games. If you commit to this, it’s for good.”
“I’m committed,” I told him without hesitation. “This is what I want, Ryland. You, me, and our baby. That’s what matters.”