Stumbling Into Love Read Online Aurora Rose Reynolds (Fluke My Life #2)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Funny, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Fluke My Life Series by Aurora Rose Reynolds
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Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
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“Miss Ina is going to be so mad at us,” she breathes against my lips.

I want to growl that I don’t give a fuck, but I know if I do she will shut this down.

“She won’t even know.” I help her out of her pants, then lead her over to the couch. “Kneel away from me, gorgeous.”

“What are you going to do?” she asks, looking at me over her shoulder. Seeing her hair down, her mouth soft, and her big eyes, my dick throbs.

“You’ll see.” I help her onto the couch, then kneel down on the ground behind her. “Now, bend at the waist until your face is on the cushion. If you need to scream or moan, you do it into that cushion.”

Cheeks pinking, she bends forward and her ass rises into the air. When I see her in that position, I have to remind myself that this is for her, not me—okay, so it’s kinda for me, too. Taking hold of her hips, I blow across her wet sex and lean back to watch as goose bumps break out across her smooth skin.

“Fuck, I want inside you.”

I run my fingers down her sex. Her hips buck before I follow my fingers with my tongue and lick up her center. “Remember, you need to be quiet,” I remind her when she moans. I fight the urge to smack her ass. Rubbing it and grabbing a handful, I squeeze hard. “I want to spank you. I want to see my handprint on your skin. I want to feel you contract around my tongue when my hand makes contact. You want that, too, I know you do.” I slip one finger inside of her, then another, pumping them slowly while tonguing her clit.

“Wesley . . .”

Her breath catches as she says my name, and I tighten my hold on her ass while speeding up my fingers to bring her closer to the edge. Feeling her thighs start to shake, I pull on her clit, sucking it and flicking it with my tongue. Hearing her scream into the couch cushion, I give her one final lick.

She shudders while whimpering.

Getting up off the floor, I take a seat on the couch and pull her into my lap before adjusting her against my chest. Pushing her hair out of her face, I kiss her forehead, then each of her eyelids and her lips.

“Are you okay?”

“I think so.” She smiles up at me from under her lashes before letting them slide closed once more. “I miss sleeping in your arms.” She snuggles closer, pressing her nose against my chest.

As her breathing changes and her body relaxes against mine, I study her. Even with all the time we’ve been spending together the last few weeks, I still don’t know which girl she is, the sexy siren I had sex with the night we met, or the woman who can talk about baseball like she works for the Mets. Then again, I don’t think I want to know. I like the idea of trying to figure her out for the rest of our lives. I like that she will maybe always be a little bit of a mystery to me.

Dropping my lips to her forehead, I hold them there and whisper, “I think I love you, Mackenzie Reed, and it scares the shit out of me.”

Chapter 10

TINY HUMAN

MAC

Pregnant, pregnant, pregnant. Pregnant, pregnant. I look at the five tests on the counter. Five different brands of tests, and they all say the same thing: I’m pregnant.

“Holy shit.” I lean back against the wall, then slide down until my ass hits the floor. I let my legs sprawl out in front of me as I stare at the bathroom door.

“There is a tiny human growing inside of me.” I press the palms of my hands against my stomach and close my eyes. I don’t know what the hell I’m going to do. I don’t know how I’m going to tell Wesley this news.

When I didn’t get my period a week ago, I knew I needed to take a test, but I kept putting it off and putting it off. Libby tossed a test at me this morning before she left for work, reminding me that if I wanted to have a drink tonight, on New Year’s Eve, I needed to make sure I wasn’t pregnant. Guess there will be no drinking for me.

“Mac?” Libby yells through the bathroom door.

I close my eyes. When I took that first one and it came back positive, I went out and got a few more, thinking the first one was a fluke. Apparently it wasn’t—unless there is something wrong with my pee.

“Mac!” Libby calls again.

“Give me a minute!” I shout back.

She doesn’t listen. The pocket door slides open, and she sticks her head into the room and looks around until she finds me sitting on the floor.


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