Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73884 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73884 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 369(@200wpm)___ 296(@250wpm)___ 246(@300wpm)
“Fuck,” he rasps, as he continues to pump in and out of me. “Touch yourself.”
“What?”
“Slide your hand down to your pussy, and rub your clit. I need you to come because I don’t know how much longer I’m going to be able to hold on.”
Too turned on to care about what he’s asking me to do, I slide my hand between us and rub on my clit. Instantly, I moan at the contact. I’m so sensitive.
“There you go,” he praises. “Good girl. Keep going. I need you to come for me, Brogan.”
It’s as if his words have a direct line to my pleasure, because I feel it building. “Mad—” I try to say his name, but the feeling is too much. The fire of my orgasm builds as it rushes to my core. When it finally hits like a tsunami, I call out for him.
“That’s it, there’s my girl,” he says, pumping faster. “Fuck, you’re sexy. Your pussy is going crazy, baby.” He grits his teeth, and I feel the moment he releases inside me. Pulse after pulse until we’re both spent. Maddox somehow manages to flip us both over so I’m lying on top of him without losing contact.
He’s still buried inside me as I rest my head on his chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall as he labors for each breath.
“You doing okay?” he asks, kissing the top of my head.
I lift so that I can see him. “When can we do that again?” I ask, and he sputters with laughter. I find myself smiling at his reaction, even though I was deadly serious.
“You’re going to be sore,” he tells me, his breathing more even now.
“Worth it,” I say, and his body shakes as he laughs.
“Come on, wife. We’re all sweaty and messy. We need a shower.”
I climb off him, missing the connection, and he’s right. We’re messy, and we definitely need a shower. He follows me into the bathroom and turns on the water. As it’s warming, he lifts me into his arms, and I lock my arms and legs around him, accepting his kiss.
“I love you, Mrs. Lanigan.” His eyes are bright, and he looks happy.
He looks as happy as I feel, and I need him to know that, so I return his smile. “I love you too, Mr. Lanigan.”
“Why did we agree to do this again?” Maddox asks. He’s standing behind me while I try to finish getting ready. He trails his lips down my neck, distracting me.
“Because they’re our family, and we’ve been married for over five months and we have yet to host family dinner.”
“I want you to be my dinner.”
“Stop.” I laugh. “You are not going to get me all worked up before everyone gets here.”
“We have time.”
“They’ll be here in ten minutes.”
“I can be quick.”
“We both know that’s not true.” It’s been two weeks since we first slept together, and I’ve lost count of how many times since. We can’t keep our hands off each other, and it’s been… glorious.
“Fine, but I get to tell them you’re mine.”
“I’m pretty sure they already know.” Briar swears they could all see through our “we’re giving it six months” mantra.
“Don’t care. I’m telling them.”
“Are you going to keep your hands to yourself today?”
“What? No. Why in the hell would I do that?”
“Because the kids will be there.”
“Baby, those kids have seen it already. If you think for a second, Roman, Legend, or Forrest keep their hands off their wives because their kids are around, you’re wrong. Besides, it’s good for them to see strong, healthy, loving relationships.”
“Well, aren’t you insightful today?”
“Nah, I saw it on TV, one of those talk show things Lyra likes to watch at the shop.”
I burst out laughing just as we hear someone call out to us. “Go. Greet them. I have to put my earrings in and I’ll be right there.”
“Fine. Love you.”
My heart melts for him. I’ll never get tired of hearing him tell me that he loves me. “I love you too.” I peck a kiss to his lips. “Now go.” I push at him playfully, and he backs away, hands raised, winks, and walks out the door to greet our family.
“There she is,” Maddox says as I enter the living room. The gang is already here. I make my way to where he’s sitting, and he pulls me onto his lap. “Did you hear the good news?” Maddox asks the room.
“Are you having a baby too?” Rayne asks.
Briar freezes as her eyes find mine.
“You’re pregnant?” I ask.
She nods with tears in her eyes. “We told the girls first. We were going to tell everyone today. We just found out yesterday.”
“Briar.” My voice cracks, and tears fill my eyes. I stand, and so does she, and we meet in the middle of my living room to hug. We’re both crying, and when I feel arms wrap around me, I see it’s Maggie, Monroe, and Emerson.