Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 87990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Really? Even knowing that I sometimes pee my pants a little when I sneeze?”
He laughed. “Even then.”
I blotted my eyes. “Well…then I guess we can have sex.”
“It’s fine, Rayne. I can wait.”
“No. I want you to be happy. Your penis is my priority. I’m sorry I’ve been a slacker.”
He pinched the bridge of his nose and chuckled. “My dick is not your job, Rayne.”
“Yes, it is. I’m your wife and I want you to be satisfied. Tell me what you want and I’ll do it.”
He arched a brow. “You mean it?”
I nodded. “I miss it too.”
“Okay.” He checked his watch. “I have to send a quick email. Go upstairs and take off your clothes. I’ll meet you up there in five minutes.”
I bit my lip. He wanted naked sex? In broad daylight?
“You’re not moving.”
“I’m nine months pregnant! How fast do you think I can move?” I shuffled to the steps, hand on my stomach as I warned little Elodie or Gideon, “Mommy and Daddy are going to have some grown-up time. Shut your eyes and cover your ears.”
I figured it was easiest to just take a shower. I shaved one leg before I lost interest. When Hale came upstairs, I was sitting on the bed in a towel, trying to remember what I was supposed to do.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, just having a moment of pregnancy brain.
He crossed the room and traced a finger down my cheek. “Did you change your mind?”
“No. But I think I lost my mojo.”
He gave a silent laugh. “No, you didn’t.” He pulled my hand to the bulge in his pants. “Feel that, Rayne. That’s how much I want to fuck you. Your mojo’s just fine.”
I looked down at my boobs and stomach then I held out my hands in defeat. “Well, here I am. Have at it.”
It wasn’t that I didn’t want to have sex with him. I did. Desperately. But it had been months since I saw my feet, I was too fat to shave, and my agility had disintegrated to that of a tug boat, and I was pretty sure I had to burp or fart, or maybe the baby was just sitting on a vital organ.
“I can see I have my work cut out for me.” Hale pointed to the bed and removed his suit jacket. “Lie down.”
I fell back on the mattress like a starfish. “Oh, hold on. Little Clementine’s right on my bladder.”
“I thought it was Kiernan.”
“That name’s so yesterday.” I shifted. “Oomph. That’s no good either. I need a pillow.”
Hale grabbed several pillows and hoisted me up, stuffing one behind my back and one under my knees. “Better.”
“A little.” I caught my breath.
He tugged my towel open and smiled. It amazed me that he could see me like this and still want me.
“You’re beautiful.”
“Don’t stretch it—”
“Hey.” He caught my jaw and forced me to look him in the eye. “You’re beautiful.”
I blushed. Maybe I was being a little hard on myself. I reached for his hip. “Thank you.”
He bent forward and kissed me slowly, his hands gently roving over my curves and reminding me how good his touch felt. He climbed onto the bed, careful not to crush me, and pulled my hand to his cock. My fingers curled around his thick length and stroked slowly as he kissed my neck.
“Careful with that thing,” I warned. “You don’t want to poke poor little Alaric or Aurelia in the eye.”
“That’s not possible.” He massaged my breasts softly. “Does it hurt when I touch you here?”
I moaned and shut my eyes. “No, actually, it feels really nice.”
He kissed my neck and shoulders, trailing his touch over my belly until I anxiously parted my thighs for him. I was ready to get to the good stuff. His stroking fingers teased my folds until I was writhing and begging for more.
Hale pulled me to the edge of the bed and dropped to his knees. I tried to cover myself but he pulled my hand away.
“Sorry.”
“What are you sorry for?”
“I haven’t…groomed down there in a while.”
“Knock it off.” His mouth closed over my clit and I gasped as he pressed his fingers inside of me. The first stroke of his tongue had me fisting the sheets and soon enough I was panting and gasping his name. “Hale…”
“I’m right here, baby. Let me take care of you.”
I sobbed with relief as he drove me to climax. “I really missed sex.”
He kissed my inner thigh and dragged his tongue slowly through my slit where his fingers teased. “We haven’t gotten to the sex yet.”
That was true. On account of little Shiloh or Skye weighing me down, I really couldn’t do much more than lay there. But so far that was working out just fine.
“Don’t fight it,” he said, curving his touch to reach that magical spot. “I know you’re good for one more.”