Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 198(@200wpm)___ 159(@250wpm)___ 132(@300wpm)
I slide into the house, sending Doc and Boss home. Jules didn’t wake while I was gone, which is really fucking good, but I have to hold my wife tight for my own sanity.
Stripping down and washing up, I climb into bed, pulling Jules back to my chest. “No,” she cries out. “Let me go!” Fuck, my heart’s breaking.
“Precious, it’s me, Anthony.”
“Anthony,” she sighs so sweetly, turning in my arms.
“I love you, Jules Santini.”
“I love you, Anthony Santini. Thank you for whatever you’ve done tonight that will let me sleep peacefully.”
“Anything for you.” I brush my lips against hers. What starts off as a soft, promising kiss turns into so much more when she pulls me onto her. I carry my weight with my forearms so I don’t crush her. “What do you need?”
“I need you slow and sweet,” I growl against her throat, gently kissing her pulse. My hands lazily slide up her nightgown until I can feel her bare skin.
“No panties?”
“No panties.” I slip off my boxers and grip my length. My wife has me always raring to go. I nudge her thighs apart and claim her heat in one long stroke. She cries out breathily, clinging to me as we move in slow motion, mouths pressed together; we make love until both of us are sated.
Chapter Fourteen
Jules
It’s been a month since the attack and I’m nowhere near ready to leave the house, but I’m going to force myself to do it because I can’t live in fear forever. Anthony’s going to drive me to meet with Sophia so I can relax and get used to the outside world, but we’ve gotten a little distracted this morning.
Anthony's deep inside of me and it feels so good, then he drops his head, sucking on my hard nipple while squeezing my tit roughly like I normally like it, but not this time. I let out a yelp that shocks us both. "I'm sorry, baby."
"Get off me," I demand. He pulls out of me, and I push him off as a thought hits my mind. Immediately I dash for the bathroom and dig into a bottom drawer. Roxie stashed a dozen pregnancy tests there because she said it probably wouldn't be long until we were having a baby.
"Jules, what the hell? I didn't mean to hurt you. Please let me in there." I'm trying to pee on the damn stick, but it's not working, so I run the tap and there it goes. I nearly drop the fucker into the toilet when Anthony knocks on the door again. "Please talk to me, Jules."
"Give me one second." I set the stick on the back of the toilet and finish my business and wash my hands. I grab the stick and close the cap on it and walk to the door, unlocking it to find Anthony almost falling into the bathroom. Was he going to break the fucker down?
Both of us naked, I take his hand and lead him to the sink. It takes him a minute to register the results, which were almost immediate. "We're having a baby?"
"Yes, big boy. You're gonna be a daddy soon."
"Fuck, yes!" He twirls me in his arms. "I'm sorry. I need to be more careful with you."
"Just my breasts. They're extremely sensitive. I felt queasy this morning, but it passed, then this. Sorry. I just had to know."
"It's about the only thing that could make up for you leaving before I've made you come."
"Um...technically you made me come twice already."
"Yes, but I love the feel of your walls gripping me hard as you come on my cock when I'm balls deep inside of you."
Suddenly, I hear my phone ringing. “It’s probably Sophia. I better get it before she freaks out and sends the guys out looking for us.”
“You’re right. I guess playtime is over for now.”
I close my eyes and breathe in his scent before running to my phone. I call Sophia right back. "Sorry, I was in the bathroom. I'm getting ready right now."
"Okay. Get your butt over here soon. I need help with all this dang planning and I'm hungry."
"We're on our way." I slip on the clothes that I'd just put on before Anthony stripped me bare and devoured my pussy. Damn, the man's insatiable when it comes to eating me out. I'm not complaining, but he's got to be exhausted and his jaw has to hurt. I'm not ever deterring him from that. I feel spoiled when he makes me come over and over. Most women aren't that lucky. I've heard horror stories about sex and the lack of orgasms, so I'll gladly take mine.
Once I'm dressed and my hair's brushed, Anthony comes out dressed and ready to go with a grin on his face. "What's up?"
"I'm just happy, sweet, beautiful wife." He closes the distance and cups my face, kissing me gently before pulling away. "Are you going to tell anyone?"