Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 81845 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81845 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
“Naked in this place with you for a few days is better than any honeymoon I could have dreamt up.” She grins, walking backward and I start to prowl after her. Then I laugh when she takes off running, catching up with her when she traps herself in the bedroom, I push her down onto the bed. Lifting my weight off her, I search her eyes then lower my mouth over hers. I will never be worthy of the love I see in her eyes, but every fucking day I will try to earn it.
*
Maggie
Heading to the bed from the bathroom, I stop in my tracks as my eyes land on my sleeping husband. I don’t know how many times I’ve seen him shirtless, but I know it’s more times than I can count. I’ve also memorized the way he looks naked, how he feels pressed against me, how he tastes, what it feels like when he holds me. I’ve memorized everything about him, but the visual I have now is one I want forever.
I used to think love was a fairy tale, an impossible dream, but having what I have with Sven, I know that not only is it possible, but it’s something that happens when you least expect it. It takes you for a ride you may not be ready for, but it leaves you steady on your feet when you get off.
Moving quietly to the bed, I put my knees on the mattress and run my finger over the thick platinum band on Sven’s finger, admiring what it is and what it stands for.
“Why are you up?” he asks, opening one eye to peek at me while his fingers wrap around mine.
“I couldn’t sleep,” I tell him, falling to my side and scooting closer to him.
“You couldn’t?” he asks, getting up on his elbow while his fingers run down between my breasts.
“No.” I smile, parting my thighs.
“Eager, are we?” He grins, leaning down to kiss me as his fingers roll over my clit, making my hips jerk.
“I like my husband’s fingers,” I breathe, running my own through his hair.
“Just my fingers?” he asks, sliding one then two deep, rolling them over my G-spot, causing me to gasp.
“I don’t know. I also like your mouth and your…you know.”
Chuckling, he scoots down the bed, swings one of my legs over his shoulder, and licks while his fingers pump. “I think you should tell me what your favorite is out of the three.” He licks me again and my hands move to hold him in place. By the time he’s done, my eyes are heavy, and if I had to tell anyone what my favorite was, I wouldn’t be able to, because he’s a master with all three.
*
Kenton
Rolling over, I place my hand out on the mattress and come up with air. “What the fuck?” Opening my eyes, I lift my head and see the bed is empty, but the light in the attached bathroom is on, and I can hear whimpering coming from in there. Getting out of bed, I don’t even bother finding my pants. I pick my gun up off the side table and slowly make my way to the bathroom door, which is open a crack, where I can see Autumn through the mirror, standing naked in front of the sink with tears in her eyes. “Baby, what the fuck?” I ask, swinging the door fully open, watching her jump when our gazes connect.
“I…I can’t believe it,” she whispers, smiling while more tears fill her beautiful eyes.
“Believe what?” I ask quietly, setting my gun on the counter so I can take her into my arms.
“This,” she whispers, reaching behind me then tucking her arms between us.
Dropping my eyes to her hands, my heart skips a beat as I realize she has a pregnancy test in her grasp, a pregnancy test with the word Pregnant clear as day on the small oval screen. I pull my eyes from the test to look at her.
“Jesus,” I whisper, closing my eyes and dropping my forehead to rest against hers.
“I hope that’s a good ‘Jesus,’” she whispers back, and my eyes open to meet hers.
“Never been happier, baby. I swear, I think you give me happy, and then you top that shit with something else every fucking time,” I tell her, and a loud sob tears up her throat as she drops her forehead to my chest and wraps her arms tight around me. Holding her to me, I rest my cheek on the top of her head.
“We need to call your mom and Aunt Viv.”
Chuckling, I pull her head from my chest so I can see her eyes and shake my head. “We’re not calling my mom, or anyone else for that matter.”
“But she’ll be so excited.” She pouts, and I lean in, kissing her softly.