Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
“Wedding present.” I shrug and explain, “What can I say, my friends are a little wild.”
“And do you plan on being wild tonight?” He takes the hot pink toy and runs it down the center of my chest.
“The wildest.” I shiver under his touch.
A blush breaks out on my chest and moves up to my cheeks as he leans over and sucks on my nipple through the thin white lace. I arch my back and cry out his name as Fischer bites down gently, sending pleasure shooting down my spine.
He places light kisses along the sensitive skin on my neck while teasing the inside of my thighs with the hot pink toy.
My husband kisses me hard, sliding his tongue into my mouth to tangle with mine while he reaches between us to unfasten all the little hooks running down the front of the teddy. He pulls it away from my body and lets it drop onto the bed under me.
I'm so caught up in his kiss, I barely notice him reaching for the vibrator. The sound of it humming fills the room as he holds the toy against my clit. My eyes roll back in my head when a powerful orgasm sneaks up on me out of the blue. My vision turns dark and I almost black out as I ride it out.
Fischer drops the toy on the bed next to me before sliding down my body. “I need to taste you,” he whispers and gently bites my clit before plunging his tongue inside my silky core.
Fischer alternates between sucking on my sensitive clit and thrusting his tongue into my wet center, and I almost lose my mind. I don’t even notice him picking up and turning on the vibrator. When he slides the toy deep into my pussy while sucking on my clit, I come again.
As Fischer crawls up my body, I feel his erection leaving a trail of wetness on my skin. Reaching between us, I wrap my hand around his dick and give him a little squeeze.
"Fuck, you’re going to make me come in your hand if you keep doing that," he groans as I slide my hand up and down his hard member. Fischer pulls from my grasp and drops the toy on the floor next to the bed.
While kissing me hard, he slowly eases into my tight opening and pauses. “Is this okay? With the baby? We won’t hurt either of you?” Fischer stares down, waiting for my response.
"Of course, it’s okay." I run my hands up his back, reassuring him. “But I’m going to hurt you if you don’t get moving.” I flex my hips, dragging his cock deeper into my pussy to demonstrate my point.
“Your wish is my command.” Fischer kisses the side of my neck while his hips pick up speed. Another spectacular orgasm crashes through me seconds before he thrusts erratically a few times and comes deep inside me.
Fischer drops onto the bed next to me and pulls me into his arms. “I fucking love you,” he whispers against the side of my neck before reaching between us to run his hand lightly over my tummy. “And I love this little guy, too.”
The next morning, we fly to Houston and spend a couple of nights in a big fancy hotel, calling it our honeymoon. Fischer apologizes for the short trip over and over again until I finally convince him that it’s perfect. After returning to Silver Spoon Falls, we start looking for a house in the country but still close to town. Unfortunately, we spend several weeks looking but don’t find any houses that meet our requirements.
We end up buying property on the outskirts of town close to the MC clubhouse and the Silver Spoon Ranch. One of Jude Despora’s MC brothers is an architect, and he agrees to design our house. We meet with Lynch Soracco, the architect, several times before we settle on the final design. It will take at least a year before we’re able to move into our new home but plan to stay in the apartment in the meantime. I’m a little bummed we won’t be able to move in before the baby comes, but I’ll get over it.
Over the first three months of my pregnancy, I’ve been experiencing slight morning sickness, but nothing horrible.
Then month four hits me hard. Really hard. I wake up every morning ready to puke, then spend the rest of the day rushing to the bathroom every five minutes.
Fischer overreacts and makes an emergency appointment with my doctor. Dr. Smith humors my frantic husband and recommends I cut back my work hours significantly.
“I can’t believe the two of you ganged up on me.” I glance over at Fischer as he drives us home.
“Believe it.” My husband lifts my hand to his mouth for a kiss. “I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you and our baby safe. Even bribe a doctor or two.”