Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 97195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
I knew Christian could never hurt me, so with sure, quick movements, I removed my clothes for him, knowing he liked seeing every bit of me when we were together like this. He quickly unsnapped his jeans and tugged them down his legs.
Once I slid down on him, he proceeded to fuck me like he hadn’t touched me in years; he fucked me like a man deprived.
And I loved every fucking minute of Christian losing himself in me.
With trembling fingers, I slowly opened the bathroom door to look at my pregnancy tests. Two each came in the box. So, I took two a few minutes ago, and I would take the other two in the morning, regardless of what these two said.
Christian was right behind me, and he wrapped his arms around my waist from behind as I looked down at the tests.
Pregnant.
Pregnant.
“Oh, God,” I choked out.
Christian turned me around to face him, and he cupped my face in his hands, kissing me so sweetly—so tenderly—that I felt like my heart might completely fucking burst in my chest.
“I love you. We’re forever. I’m not fucking leaving you.” He smiled down at me—a smile filled with so much love and adoration for me that it set my soul on fire for him. “I’m going to be a dad.”
I nodded as a tear ran down my cheek. He kissed me again. I vaguely registered him tossing the tests into the trash can before he lifted me onto the counter. He yanked my shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor before he reached behind me and unclasped my bra, my breasts spilling free as he pulled the straps down my shoulders.
His lips moved over my neck, and I released a soft moan as I tilted my head to the side, giving him better access. “Fuck, yes,” he growled as he cupped my breasts. I moaned his name, my hands burying themselves in his thick, dark hair as he drew a nipple between his lips.
I gripped the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing his perfect, muscular body. Running my fingers through the light dusting of hair on his chest, I drew a deep groan from him in response.
He slid my leggings and panties down my legs, tossing them to the floor before he unsnapped his jeans and dropped them down to the floor with his boxers.
“What—yes,” I breathed when he kneeled on the floor and buried his face between my thighs. I laced my fingers in his hair, a soft cry falling from my lips. He was a fucking god with his tongue.
I cried out, my thighs shaking as I came. He continued eating me out, taking in everything that I was giving. I barely had time to come down from my orgasm when he stood up and buried himself inside of me. He wrapped one arm around my waist and pressed his other hand to the mirror behind me. Then, he proceeded to make sweet love to me.
“Thank you,” he rasped as he drew us closer and closer to the edge of that glorious cliff.
“For?” I moaned, opening my eyes to look up into his dark ones.
“For making me a dad,” he rumbled.
I grabbed his face in my hands and kissed him. He growled, taking my lips in a rougher kiss, unleashing the savage inside of him. I clung to him, my lips never leaving his as my body shook in his hold, my world exploding around me.
14
THERAPY
Christian
I flipped through the appointment planner that the receptionist kept for me, knowing I liked having something tangible in my hands to hold. Don’t get me wrong, the appointment system on the computer worked great, and it was a lot more efficient, but I couldn’t stand the damn thing.
Axel stepped through the door. I didn’t spare him a glance as I looked through my morning appointments, writing them down on a sticky note I took from Jhenna’s desk.
“Christian,” Axel called. I only grunted. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with him. Ally’s weekend had gone to complete shit on Sunday, and this morning, it had been a struggle to get her to take her medicine. Caiden was with her today, and when I left, she was curled up on the couch, her eyes on the TV screen, but I didn’t think she was seeing it.
I wanted to stay with her. Fuck, I really wanted to. She fucking needed me. But unfortunately, bills didn’t stop coming in just because I needed to be with her. I had to work.
Caiden had promised to call me if it got worse, but she had an appointment with Dr. Gresham today, so I was hoping he could talk to her.
She wasn’t alone. I wasn’t giving up on her. I just needed her to realize that.