Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 430(@200wpm)___ 344(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
“You are perfect,” he says, wonderment in his tone.
“Have you been with anyone since—”
“No, Adalynn, and as crazy as it sounds, I haven’t been with anyone since college except you.”
“You don’t have to lie. I understand that you’re a man with needs and you—”
He presses a finger to my lips to silence me.
“What I am is a grown-ass man who has known for a very long time what I want. That’s you.”
He swallows before opening his mouth to speak again.
“I haven’t been with anyone either,” I confess, lifting my hands to clasp his face.
“Good girl,” he says, catching my hands in his and guiding them to the front of his jeans.
The time for conversation and explanations are over. We’ll get to it, but the call of our bodies’ needs are greater right now, and there will be no regret this time. We won’t have to wonder if our friendship will survive this or if we’re ruining everything. We’ve said enough to each other to know that we’re together even with the sweat drying on our skin.
“Tell me what you want,” I say, sliding my hand behind the waistband of his boxer briefs.
I feel power in the hiss of his breath and the way his jaw hangs open slightly.
“I want to fill you with cum,” he says, his tone full of gravel and need.
I smile as I lower to my knees, pulling his jeans over his hips and down his legs as I go.
“That’s not where I’ll be coming, Adalynn. Now go to my room before I bend you over and fuck you on the arm of the sofa.”
I let my eyes drift to his couch, but he presses a finger to my cheek, urging my eyes back to his.
“Not today, baby. My bed, Adalynn, now.”
He takes a step back, giving me room to walk past him, and I feel his eyes burning my skin all the way down his short hallway. I walk slower, giving him a show as I hear the thud of his boots hit the floor then the sound of his jeans and boxer briefs rustling as he pulls them off. I turn to look at him over my shoulder but I’m met with the heat of his body behind mine when I cross the threshold into his room.
“Is there anything I need to know before we do this?”
I turn to face him, my brows drawing in. “What do you mean?”
“Are there any restrictions right now? With the baby?”
“I need to cut back on caffeine. I’m not supposed to have deli meats. There’s surprisingly a lot of mercury in—”
“I will learn everything I need to know about your pregnancy, Ads, I swear. Right now, I need to know how hard I can fuck you.”
I lick my lower lip, a thrill running through every cell in my body before I speak.
“You can fuck me as hard as I need you to.”
“That’s my girl,” he says, with a devious smile I’m praying I’ll get to see every day. “Now lie back on the bed so I can get that pussy wet.”
The talented man makes me see stars twice before he ever climbs on top of me. I beg him for more, plead with him to take me harder, and he obliges, sweat coating his tan skin before he grunts his release.
“I want to spend the rest of my life holding you in my arms like this,” he says after our heart rates slow.
I snuggle in deeper against his chest.
“I’ve never wanted anything more,” I confess.
I know we have a million and one things to talk about. We have so many things to get off our chests, but I know there’s nothing he can say about the past that will change the trajectory of our future.
I press a kiss to his chest and relish the way his fingers tangle in my hair.
“Do you think our son will have your red hair?”
“You’re making a lot of assumptions. I’m hoping we have twin boys.”
He takes in a deep breath before speaking. “I thought Donnie was going to rip my head off.”
“I did too. You weren’t the only one holding their breath when he approached. How do you think he’s going to react when you tell him I’m pregnant?”
He freezes under me. “Do we tell them the truth, about the sperm donor part I mean?”
I press my palms to his chest so I can look down at him. “It’s a unique story, don’t you think?”
“It is,” he quickly agrees. “But I don’t know if it’s one we’re going to want to relay over and over.”
“We don’t have to make that decision right now,” I tell him, climbing over his body and situating myself exactly where I need him for round two of many.
Chapter 41
Cash
“What’s going on?” I hear Adalynn ask from her mom’s front door.