Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 48258 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 241(@200wpm)___ 193(@250wpm)___ 161(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48258 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 241(@200wpm)___ 193(@250wpm)___ 161(@300wpm)
“They don’t even know about the party. How do you know this is what they’d want?” I say, eyeing Gabi suspiciously.
“Put it on and don’t ask questions,” she sing-songs, then walks back into the house to finish getting the party ready.
Barrett comes up behind me and wraps his hands around my waist. “How about we slip upstairs before the guest of honor arrive?” His hand goes to my growing belly, and I feel his lips begin to trail down my neck.
“Yes,” I say, gripping his hand and tugging him behind me.
“Where are you going?” Steph says, putting her hands on her hips. I give her a wink and she laughs. “Just don’t let her catch you!” she shouts as we sneak inside.
We have to hide in the front entrance until we see Gabi walk by, with John following her and carrying a gigantic pink cake.
“Now,” Barrett barks as he scoops me up in his arms and runs up the stairs.
I have to put my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing and getting us caught. When we get to the bedroom he shuts the door and bolts it behind him. He jerks at his sparkle tie and tosses it to the ground.
“You better not forget to put that back on,” I say as I wiggle out of my shorts and pull off my top.
“You know I’ll wear it. Anything for my girls,” he says, yanking down the cups of my bra and going for my breasts.
He sucks on my nipples and the sensation goes straight to my core. When I was pregnant with the twins he was so scared that anything he’d do would send me into early labor. This time, it’s one baby, but we’re not finding out what it is. I’ll be happy no matter what and I know Barrett will be, too.
I spread my legs after he picks me up and sits me down on the edge of the bed. He’s long and hard as he slides all the way inside me, filling me utterly.
I cry out, and he puts a hand over my mouth while he whispers in my ear. “Shh. This will be quick, lady. We’ll be back before anyone even knows we’re gone. Now hold on to my shoulders and let me in.”
I relax, and he thrusts again. This time I can feel his soft curls pressing against my clit, and I whine against his hand. I’m always so wet and needy when I’m pregnant, and it’s so much worse this time. I’ve had him twice today already and even now I know that one orgasm won’t be enough. I’ll need at least two to hold me over until tonight.
“Fuck, you’re greedy for it,” he grunts, burying his face between my breasts.
I feel my pleasure build and then release all too quickly, and I keep moving my hips.
“More?” he asks, and I nod. I’m not nearly finished with him.
He pulls out and I whine, but he scoots down and puts his mouth between my legs.
“That’s it,” I whisper as I grip his hair with one hand and roll my hips against his mouth.
This time when I climax it’s harder than the last, and I feel my body begin to relax.
He kisses me once more before he moves up my body again and slides his cock back into my pussy. He presses his lips to mine, and tasting myself on him urges me forward.
“Go away,” Barrett growls, but I didn’t even hear a knock. I’m so lost in him and in us that I don’t care if someone breaks down the damn door.
My body tightens as his lips make their way back to my breasts and he kisses me there. It’s everything I need and he knows it. He’s always so attuned to what I want.
“Say it,” he growls as he thrusts into me once more.
“I love you,” I gasp, and I kiss him.
His warm release inside me triggers my own, and I whimper against his lips as the pleasure washes over me. He takes me to paradise every time we make love, and I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.
“I love you,” he says as he tries to catch his breath and runs his hands up and down my body.
“I know what you’re doing in there, and if you don’t get your butts dressed and downstairs in five minutes I’m going to eat all the cake,” Gabi warns, and I put my hand over my mouth so she doesn’t hear me laugh.
“She wouldn’t dare,” Barrett says, then he sobers up. “Shit, she probably would.”
He lifts me off the bed, and I giggle as he takes me to the shower.
“Where are we going?” I ask, surprised he’s not getting dressed.
“I’m not done with you yet. And I have a second cake in the refrigerator.”
“You really do think of everything,” I say, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“What can I say? I’m made to be yours.”
THE END!