Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
“You look stunning.” Nikolai walks over and leans down to kiss me.
“The lipstick!” my sister tries to warn Nikolai. There is no way lipstick would ever deter him. When he lifts his head, I'm impressed by how little comes off on him. I give my baby boy a kiss on the cheek.
“I’ll take him.” Mona takes him from Nikolai, leaving us all alone.
“Where are your glasses?”
“Oh.” I glance down at my vanity. “I thought I might wear my contacts.” I search around for the case, but Nikolai grabs my glasses, slipping them onto my face.
“The contacts irritate your eyes.”
“I know, but I thought—”
“Even more stunning.” He cuts me off. I can’t help but smile up at him.
“You’re not too bad yourself.” I run my hands up Nikolai’s chest. I don’t think I’ve seen him in a tux before. A suit, sure. “Who did your tie?”
“Matteo.” Nikolai’s hands slip down to my ass. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m fine,” I reassure him. My first pregnancy was a bit rough. I was sick a lot and worn out more often than not. Our son was no small baby either. Nikolai swore up and down that we’d never have another. He paced the hospital room in an almost comical manner.
But once I was given the all-clear on sex, Nikolai was all over me. He mentioned birth control, but I never took it. I wanted our babies to be close in age to not only each other but also their cousins.
“I worry.” Nikolai drops his forehead on mine.
“Well, this little princess isn’t as ornery as our son,” I tease. “I’m past the first trimester and have never gotten sick once.” This one so far has been smooth sailing, and I think it’s going to stay that way.
“She’s sweet, like her mother.” Nikolai grabs the side of my dress, pushing it up as he guides me backwards. My ass hits the vanity, making me sit down. Nikolai stands between my spread thighs.
“We can’t be late,” I remind him. This is, after all, about Nikolai.
He’d opened a few gyms in rough parts of town. When he noticed more and more kids coming in, he started a youth program that grew. Seeing many young boys in need of guidance struck a deep chord with Nikolai. I’ve been so damn proud of him. It not only helped those boys out but it’s also helped Nikolai heal.
“There is always time to eat my wife’s pussy.” Nikolai drops to his knees in front of me. “No panties.” He groans.
“I know what my husband wants.” I run my fingers through his hair.
“Always my wife.”
“Always.” I agree because I, too, always want him. From now until forever.