Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75616 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75616 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
He was always just finding a reason to touch me, to kiss me, to pull me close to him, or in for a hug.
There was no reason for me to be worried he wasn’t interested in this thing between us continuing.
I just couldn’t shake the worries. Or the insecurities. Some part of me wondering if he was only into me because I was there, because I was convenient, or because the sex was good.
Great.
Mind-freaking-blowing.
I’d been half-worried that my sex drive had gone away because of Warren or, even, because of pregnancy and motherhood. I didn’t know how the hormones worked, but I’d had no drive until Aurelio.
Now that I had him, though, I could barely resist climbing him all day long. I swear the only thing that held me back was the presence of my son.
“One… two… three… seven…” Judah counted as I ran through the house in my socks, looking for a hiding space that I hadn’t already used.
I yanked open the unused bedroom closet, to find Aurelio already sitting there on the floor.
“Oops,” I said, starting to close it, but he reached for me, grabbing my wrist, and yanking me inside, then closing the door with a silent click. “What are you doing?” I whispered, even though Judah was still murdering his countdown, making me aware that we needed to work a little more on numbers.
Aurelio was grabbing me, pulling me onto his lap, my back against his chest.
I was wearing just one of his shirts that I’d grabbed to put on when I’d climbed out of bed a few hours before, and I hadn’t bothered to dress yet, loving the feel of his big shirt on me, the smell of him still clinging to it.
“His terrible hiding skills are only eclipsed by his bad seeking skills,” Aurelio said as his fingers slid up my thigh, then into my panties where I was already getting wet for him. “We have a little time.”
“We can’t,” I insisted as I felt his hard cock against me while his fingers toyed with my clit.
“Yes, we can,” he countered, moving up onto his knees as he pushed me onto all fours, then drew my panties down my thighs, his hand going to my ass, giving it a squeeze.
“Maybe we can,” I agreed as he freed his cock, then slid it against me, making me arch back and stifle a whimper.
“Are you sure?” he teased as his cock rocked against my clit. “Maybe we should wait,” he added as his hands grabbed my breasts, squeezing, then twisting my nipples, making white-hot pain-pleasure course through me.
“Oh, my God. Just shut up and fuck me,” I begged, too far gone to feel any shame for pleading for his cock.
There was no use.
We both knew how desperate I always was for him.
Aurelio’s cock slid back, then surged inside of me, the feel of him nearly making me come right then and there.
“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, his fingers tensing on my hips.
We hadn’t always been careful the past few days, despite having a giant pack of condoms in the bedroom.
I knew I should probably be freaking out about that.
But I’d been the one to grab him in the shower once and guide him inside of me without protection, too far gone with my need to think about consequences.
Sure, we might have had a talk about tests and whatnot, but I definitely wasn’t on any sort of birth control.
Each time he was inside of me without protection, we were both fully aware we were risking a positive test, and life changing forever.
Maybe, on my part, I wasn’t freaking out because as each day passed, I couldn’t imagine a future that didn’t involve waking up on Aurelio’s chest, sharing morning coffee with him, watching him play with Judah, or making dinner together, or talking while we had a glass of wine after Judah went to bed at night.
If I had his baby, I would be over the moon.
But that didn’t mean that I knew he would be.
Which was something I should have been thinking of there in that closet.
But all I could focus on was how good he felt inside of me, filling me.
His hand moved up my back, pressing between my shoulder blades, and pushing my upper half down as he started to fuck me.
Fast.
There was no time for soft or sweet, not when we were short on time as Judah declared he was done counting.
“God, you feel so fucking good,” Aurelio groaned as his hands went to my hips, yanking me against him each time he thrust forward, making me take him completely as the angle let his cock glide against my G-spot, driving me up impossibly fast. “That’s it,” he said, voice breathless as my walls tightened around him. “Let me feel you come around my cock.”