Club Princess - Nicole James Page 0,59

life holds in store for this little family Memphis and I are building, because we’re building it on solid ground. There will be laughter in our house, this I swear, love and laughter and happily ever after.

I turn, and meet Memphis’s eyes, and he winks at me. I go to him, tuck my head under his chin, and let him enfold me in his embrace.

And that’s all I need.

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Memphis—

I move to the bed with a steaming mug of coffee, and sit on the edge, shaking Lola’s hip. “Wake up, sleeping beauty.”

She rolls over, inhaling the aroma of the coffee, and sits up, taking the cup I offer. After a long sip, she smiles. “Are you going to bring me coffee in bed every morning, husband?”

I grin, and take the mug to set it down on the nightstand. “Absolutely.”

She frowns. “You’re up early. What time is it?”

I stand, and grab one of my flannel shirts off a chair, tossing it to her. “Here, put this on. Got a surprise for you.”

“A surprise? For me?”

“Umm hmm, a wedding present. Come on.”

She climbs naked from the bed, and slips the shirt on snapping it up. I take her hand, and lead her to the front door, then push her in front of me, and cover her eyes. “It’s a surprise. No peeking.”

We move out the door, and down the steps, where I pull my hands free.

She takes in the gleaming red GTO with the big bow on top, then squeals, and turns, flinging her arms around me. “You bought me the GTO!”

I grin at the happiness on her face, knowing I’ll live everyday trying to keep her this way. “Had Darko bring it up here early this morning.”

“I love you.” She covers my face in kisses.

I lift a brow. “You better. This car cost a mint.”

“Thank you, honey.” Her smile fades. “But I don’t have a wedding gift for you.”

I back her up against the hood, a gleam in my eyes, and she grins. “Turn around, and bend over,” I say quietly, my gaze burning into hers.

She blinks in shock at me, her pretty lips opening wide. “What?”

“Bend. Over.”

She gives a sly smile, and gives me what I want, bending deep over the hood with that tight little ass up in the air, the flannel shirt barely covering it.

She gasps as I grab the shirttail and flip it up, flashing her sweet little naked ass to my hungry eyes. Her firm round cheeks thrust high.

“Spread your legs.”

She does as I ask, and I can see glistening moisture on those soft pink petal lips revealed to me. She shivers in anticipation. Fuck, that has my cock throbbing and hard as steel, and I know damn well she can feel it as I press against her.

I want her to feel it, and to know how hard she makes me.

She pushes back against me, undulating, and I yank my zipper down, pulling my cock out. “You’re not going to drive this car fast, are you?” I growl low, my jaw tight as my cock pulses against her body. I let my hand smack down on one cheek, and a gasp tumbles from her lips. “Are you?”

“No, I swear.”

“You’re going to drive slow and safe. Understand me?” She nods, but that’s not good enough, not when she’s carrying my child. I want her to know I mean business. I bend over her, and put my mouth to her ear. “Understand me?”

“Yes, Memphis,” she pants, slowly turning her head to look at me with those big blue eyes and dark lashes that suck me under every damn time.

The raw need for her pulses through me, and the desire I feel to give her everything in life she wants overcomes me. I sink into her, giving her every inch of me, and that pretty mouth of hers forms a perfect O, her eyes drift closed, and she goes up on her toes.

I wrap one arm around her, and dip my hand between her legs, my fingers searching to find that sensitive nub. I rub lazy circles around it until she’s whimpering and moving against me, begging for more.

“Do you love me?” I ask.

“Yes,” she pants.

“How much?”

“So much, baby.”

Once I have her so worked up I know she’s about to explode, I grab her hips in my big hands, and begin to move inside her, slowly, drawing it out, wanting her to feel every inch of me dragging over her sensitive nerves. She writhes, needing more intensity.

“Memphis, please,” she pants.

I release her hips, and skim my hands up her body to close over the big globes of her breasts, and squeeze as I increase my speed and power.

“Oh, yes, baby.” She gasps in a breath, presses her palms on the hood, and arches back against me, her face to the sky.

“I love you, Lola.”

She twists her head, seeking out my mouth, and I don’t hesitate to give her what she wants. I cup her face, and pull her that last inch to meet my mouth. Our lips crash together, her soft moan teasing through me.

I seek out her nipples, and rub and pinch them, increasing my thrusts again until we both go flying over the edge in a free-fall of ecstasy.

I collapse against her, pinning her soft body to the hood. Pushing her long blonde locks aside, I kiss her spine and the base of her neck, and then I pull back, and yank up my jeans. Scooping her up, I toss her in my hold, and she giggles, pointing down to the hood of the car where two perfect imprints of her phenomenal tits are outlined in the morning dew.

I carry her up the steps, our laugher following us inside.

She’s my heart. My life. My goddamn everything, and I know I’ll never let her go.

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