Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25991 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“You look gorgeous,” Braden whispers in my ear. Meanwhile, Grant lightly skims one large hand over my generous rump, squeezing the luscious peach.
“Absolutely goddess-like,” he rasps, those blue eyes eating me up. “We love your pregnant shape, honey.”
I giggle again because it’s true. My two men are incredibly turned on by my new body, and if anything, Grant and Braden make love to me even more because of it. I keep joking that the baby’s going to be born with a crater in his head from his father’s cocks pushing against it constantly, but the two men merely smile and offer to take me from behind then. It’s a dirty idea, and I must admit I’ve acquiesced more than once.
But unfortunately, things aren’t so kosher with Mira, Braden’s mom. The female doctor hasn’t exactly come around, and despite his attempts to reach out, she’s maintained a cool façade. She and Braden talk occasionally on the phone, but she hasn’t inquired about my pregnancy, nor is she going to be in attendance at this party. I sigh. Win some, lose some. Right now, I just want to enjoy this bash before getting off my swollen ankles and letting my boyfriends pamper me.
The party is fun. Lucy put a lot of effort into it, and there’s a cornucopia of food, streamers and balloons everywhere, as well as a huge, rainbow-colored cake at the end.
“Thank you so much!” I enthuse, giving her a hug around my beach-ball belly. “This is wonderful and I had so much fun!”
“It was my pleasure. Thank you for being my best friend,” Lucy smiles.
Then, Braden and Grant come to take me home, gently helping me put on my coat before escorting me to the car. I feel like a whale getting into the low-slung vehicle, but both my men treat me like spun glass, their eyes devouring me.
“You’re going to be an amazing mommy,” Grant rasps, getting into the driver’s seat.
Braden agrees from behind.
“Absolutely wonderful,” he adds. “And thank you for taking time off from school to have our child, honey. We appreciate it.”
After all, I’ve put my studies on hold and quit City Girls in order to focus on the pregnancy. In fact, I haven’t ever had a client through City Girls that wasn’t Braden or Grant, so handing in my notice was really only symbolic. These are the men who love me, and I’m grateful to the agency for the opportunity. With that, I settle back with contentment as Grant eases the car from the curb. But then he turns to me once more, his blue eyes filled with emotion.
“I love you, Sarah,” he says, before pulling onto the street. “With all my heart.” Braden repeats the words, and my soul overflows with emotion.
“I adore you too,” I murmur, casting them loving looks. “Always and forever.”
After all, what could be better than this? I’ve met the two men who are my life, and we take care of one another. We braved an improbable set of circumstances, from escorting, to menage, to dating a father-son duo, to an unexpected pregnancy. Now, everything’s settled down, and with Grant and Braden at my side, I only have peace and light to look forward to.
THE END