Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Nichole Rose
Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 91(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18269 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 91(@200wpm)___ 73(@250wpm)___ 61(@300wpm)
When I hear the garage door opening, I jump up and act perky. This pregnancy is kicking my rear end, but I refuse to let it show. Bender would have me wrapped in cotton and placed in a protective bubble.
“How was your day?” He strolls into the living room, and I see the lines of strain around his eyes. There has to be some way I can convince him that the danger is over. A light bulb goes off over my head, and I decide to act before he realizes what’s happening.
“What are you doing?” He frowns when I drop to my knees in front of him.
“I’m trying to relax you before you have a heart attack,” I tell him as I reach up and unzip his pants. I pull his huge erection out and lean forward to lick the head. “Now, stop worrying and enjoy.”
As I suck him to the back of my throat, he groans my name and locks his knees. After a few minutes, he reaches down and lifts me against his body. “If you really want to relax me, let me fuck that sweet little pussy.”
“You don’t ever have to ask me.” I kiss the side of his neck. He holds me tight against his chest and rushes up the stairs.
By the time he rushes into our bedroom and kicks the door shut, I’ve managed to pull off my t-shirt and bra, and I’m working on getting his tight shirt over his head. Bender lays me on the bed and steps back to rip away his clothes while I slip out of my crop pants.
“Spread those legs.” He stalks over to me. “And show me my pussy.” I had no idea that dirty talk turns me on, but the filthy words falling from Bender’s mouth send my pulse skyrocketing.
I slide my legs apart, then I stare into his eyes as I slip my hand down my body. Heat fills his brown eyes when I press my thumb against my clit and rub. “Are you going to stand there all night and just watch?” I grumble, pushing a finger deep into my wet center.
Bender lays down next to me and replaces my hand with his. “I’m going to make you scream.” The hungry expression on his face gives me hope. I’d begun to worry my pregnant body is a turn-off. “Then I’m going to spank your luscious ass for disobeying my orders.” He places light kisses on my tummy and whispers, “Go to sleep, son. I’m about to fuck your mother.”
“Shut up and kiss me.” I pull him toward me, and he crawls over me so I can place my lips against his. “We can argue after you fuck me.”
“It’s a date.” He moans against my neck before sucking on my skin. I’m sure I’ll have a purple bruise there that matches the two black eyes he’s sporting. I’m not talking to my two brothers after they “took him out to the back pasture.” Those two jerks waited until things settled down around here, then they decided to have their long overdue talk with my husband.
I forget my train of thought when he lines his huge cock up at my entrance and begins to press forward. “I fucking love you,” he whispers against my neck.
“I love you, too. Now freaking move.” I dig my nails into his muscular shoulders when he begins to pound into my needy pussy. I breathe a sigh of relief, realizing my hungry lover is back.
Bender wrings three orgasms out of me before he finally lets go and comes with me.
Wow. I fall asleep with a smile on my lips without getting the chance to lay down the law.
Epilogue 2
Bender
Four Years Later
“Do you have any fucking male sperm?” Cash growls as he stares down at our two-week-old twin daughters as they sleep together in the fancy bed thingy my wife bought for the living room. “You promised me a boy after Lacey started walking. How in the hell are we going to survive your three daughters?”
I have no idea. One tiny replica of my wife keeps all of us on our toes. I have no idea how we’ll deal with two more. “I’m already interviewing bodyguards.” My wife thinks I’m nuts, but I don’t care. After almost losing her and Lacey to the crazy woman, I refuse to take chances with my family.
“My sister will love that,” Zane tells me. “And Hadley will have your ass if she hears you giving him shit for girls.” He turns to his older brother and shakes his head.
“DADDY!” My daughter has two volumes—loud as hell and earsplitting. I watch my brothers-in-law wince as I bend down to pick up my wife’s mini-me.
“Lacey,” I kiss her adorable nose and remind her, “you can’t scream around the babies.”
“But.” Her blue eyes fill with tears while she pouts.