Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
For just a second, I feel weak. Maybe I shouldn’t feel this way, but she just keeps washing me. “You took care of me the night Ledger died. Remember? That’s what this is about, Gabe. We take care of each other. That’s how this works.”
We finish cleaning up and get dried off. She orders me to bed as she quickly dries her hair. She tries to do it in the bathroom, but I want her with me, and I watch her from the bed.
When she’s done, she hovers next to the bed. “Do you need anything?”
I lift the covers. “You.”
She lies down next to me before I can tell her to remove her clothes. I hold her to me, and she leans back enough so we’re face to face. “There’s something I need to tell you.”
I say the first thing that pops in my head. “You're pregnant.”
She gasps and then seems to think about it. “No—well, if I am, it’s too early to know for sure.”
“We didn’t use anything.”
She presses her lower body against mine. “I know. But that’s not what I was going to tell you.”
I press my hand to her lower back, holding her body against mine. “What is it, honey?”
“I love you.”
I smile and nuzzle my chin into her neck and whisper to her, “I know you do.”
She laughs and pulls back. “No, I mean, I love you. Like, really love you.”
“Baby, I know you love me. I was there with you when we made love… and that’s what that was. It was special… it was love.”
She agrees with me. “Yes, it was.”
I pull her up on top of me. “I need you, Chrissy.”
She doesn’t fight me, but she’s not just giving in either. “You have smoke inhalation. You’re supposed to be resting.”
I pull her T-shirt up her body, and she raises her arms so I can take it off. Her breasts are right there in front of my face, and I lean up to suckle her. She arches her back and moans as I move from one breast to the other.
I pull at the waistband of her shorts, sneaking my hand down her pants, palming her pussy. “You’re wet. You been thinking about this?”
She nods. “I’m always thinking about this with you.”
I tug at her shorts. “That’s good to know. Take these off.”
She rolls to the side of me and takes her shorts off. I palm her ass. “Get up here and ride me.”
Her mouth drops open. “You want me to…”
I nod. “Ride me.”
She climbs up on top of me. My hands go to her waist, and I help her lift up to position herself. She wraps her hand around my cock and then slowly lowers herself onto me. “Fuck, you feel good, Chrissy.”
She whimpers as she starts to move. “You do, too.”
She moves her hips front to back, side to side, finding her rhythm.
“Yes!” I groan. “Chrissy!” I say pleadingly. “Look at me.”
She opens her eyes, and they’re a shade darker, filled with arousal. I hold her closer as her movements quicken. She’s taking me deeper, gyrating her hips, rubbing her clit on my pelvic bone. Her breath hitches as the orgasm starts to take over her movements. But still I demand, “Look at me. I want you looking at me when you come.”
Her eyes are wide, focused on me, and she grunts and groans, clamping on to me as she rides the waves of her orgasm. Mine hits me hard, and I pump my hips into her, claiming her again, with no worries of contraception.
She’s panting, sprawled over top of me, and I hold her to me.
“Fuck, you’re so perfect. I don’t deserve you, but I can’t let you go, Chrissy.”
She kisses me, not holding back any longer, and her kiss is filled with the promise of our future together. When she snuggles into me, she yawns. “You’re the best man I know. I don’t want you to let me go.”
“You’re going to marry me, Chrissy Aiken.”
She gasps and lifts her head. “You remember that?”
I lift my head and look at her. “Do I remember asking you and you telling me yes? Of course I remember that, and I’m holding you to it.”
She stares at me speechless, and I shake my head. “Don’t try and change your mind, honey. You told me yes, and you may already be pregnant with my baby. You’re marrying me.”
Her smile lights up the room. “I told you I would.”
I lay my head back. “Good, and just know that it’s going to happen sooner rather than later. I’m about to make all your dreams come true.”
She leans her head on my chest. “You already have, Gabe. You already have.”
EPILOGUE
CHRISSY
Three Months Later
“I can’t believe we’re doing this.”
There’s silence on the other end of the phone. “So help me, if you’re having second thoughts I’m going to come over there and fuck them out of you.”