Summer was dropping off Lily before she went to work. She had cut back her schedule to three six-hour days until the new baby arrived. Then she’d take everyone’s advice and stay home with her kids, at least for a while.
Jenna looked forward to having Lily for a few hours. She loved the little girl like her own, and if her suspicions where right, she and Jack would welcome a new little one in about seven months.
Jack would be so excited. She needed to confirm her suspicions soon.
Jack had hinted a few times that he thought she might be pregnant. She had discouraged him so far, wanting to surprise him when she was certain. Who was she kidding? In her heart, she already knew Jack’s baby was snug as a bug in her belly and she couldn’t be happier. Since she had Lily today, she’d wait until tomorrow and go into town and get a home pregnancy test.
Jack stirred next to her. His morning erection pressed to her hip. She thought about letting him sleep longer, but why waste a perfectly good erection. She kissed his chest and moved up his collarbone to his neck and pushed him onto his back. Straddling him now, she pressed a kiss to his earlobe and whispered in his ear, “Good morning, my love.” She lowered herself onto him and rocked against his hips. She kissed his neck and shoulder, rocking herself back and forth with long slow movements. Her breasts brushed against his strong chest muscles. Her hard tipped breasts ached for his touch, the sweep of his tongue.
Without opening his eyes, he grabbed her hips and moved with her. When she was ready to peak, he wrapped his arms around her, now healed, back and pressed her close to his chest. He thrust deep, filled her as she fell over the edge with him.
Unable to move, his arms wrapped around her, her face buried in his neck where she nibbled and nuzzled.
“Good morning to you, darlin’,” he rumbled out the words, practically purring.
“Mmm. I couldn’t resist you. You’re all warm with these strong muscles everywhere. I had to get my hands on you.”
“Baby, I’ll oversleep every day if that’s how you wake me up.”
“You didn’t oversleep, I just couldn’t help myself. Every time I’m with you, I can’t help but touch you, Jack. You’re addictive.”
“I hope you never find the cure. I can’t get enough of you either.” To prove it, he cupped her bottom with both hands and pressed himself deep inside her, setting off a new wave of aftershocks. She moaned as the pleasure crested and washed over her again. He loved it when they were like this together. He’d never felt this close to a woman in his life. With Jenna, he could let everything go and just be with her.
“Ready to go again, big guy?”
“Not exactly.” He wrapped her in a bear hug. “While you are inspiring, I’ve got to get up and get ready to leave with Caleb. You haven’t mentioned your surprise.”
“While your morning erection and my taking advantage of it are stupendous, I wouldn’t consider it a surprise. More a biologic and obsessive kind of thing.”
He laughed. “Funny. I meant the surprise I left on your hand while you were sleeping.”
Jenna sat up on top of him and gaped. A beautiful four-carat diamond ring sparkled on her left hand. She clamped both hands over her mouth, smothering her squeal of joy. Tears welled in her eyes. She held her hand in front her again and stared, just to be sure it was real. “It’s gorgeous.”
“You’re gorgeous.”
Not exactly how he planned to ask her. He intended to wake her, ask her, and then make love to her. He didn’t mind her way. Her gloriously naked body sitting atop him, the huge smile on her face, her eyes shining with unshed happy tears. Yeah, her way worked.
He skimmed his fingers down the valley between her breasts to her stomach. “I love you.” Those unshed tears spilled over and ran down her cheeks. He’d never told her, but made a point to show her. Proving his love had seemed infinitely more important than telling her. Now he wanted to tell her again and again—for the rest of his life.
“Marry me,” he whispered reverently. He swiped the pads of his thumbs across her wet cheeks, pulled her down, and kissed her softly, nibbling at her lower lip.
“Please, Jenna, be my wife,” he begged against her lips.