her from the bottom, pushing my hips forward as she screams above me.
“Be a good little sous and rub that clit for me,” I instruct, watching sweat bead on her forehead. She reaches between us and starts rubbing. “That’s right, flick that bean just like I would with my tongue.” As her movements turn furious, I fuck into her like my dick will fall off otherwise.
We’re both groaning and moving fast and passionately. It’s when she lets out a string of curses, squeezing me harder than ever before that I lose my edge and release inside her. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
“Your ass is divine, Josephine,” I praise as she lifts off me. Pulling her into my side, I tuck her under my arm.
“Remind me to test your age more often,” she teases. I bite her ear and start kissing her throat. Before getting too into it as my dick already starts stiffening, I roll off the bed, carrying her with me to the bathroom.
“Let me take care of you, beautiful.”
“I’d like that,” she whispers against my heart, kissing it several times over.
This is happiness.
This is what we were meant to be.
This is everything I couldn’t have ever dreamed.
She’s my perfect match.
My woman.
Mine.
Mine.
Mine.
Chapter Forty-One
Past
Joey
I stare at the positive on the stick, smiling so big. This isn’t happening, is it? I’m pregnant. Actually pregnant. My heart soars, and my stomach flutters. Tears run down my face as emotions clog me up. This is what I’ve always wanted.
Especially since that doctor in France told me it wasn’t a possibility.
I’m. Pregnant.
Me.
Toby.
Us.
I call my OB and make an appointment for a full workup. I need to know. I absolutely need to see where this goes. Toby is going to be thrilled.
Most men shy away from baby talk or wanting them, but when I finally opened up about not being able to conceive, he was so supportive. He did research, and we made sure that we were both on the same adoption page. Because it’s as much as we could really do.
As I gape at the stick over and over, my heart hammers with pride and overwhelming joy. A baby. We’re going to have a baby. The feeling of absolute glee doesn’t push me to go tell Toby, it’s the love.
Running to our office, I forgo knocking. He’s on the phone, but as soon as he sees me, his face lights up.
“Raul, I have to go.”
My grin widens. He’s so accommodating, always considering our time. The way his eyes shine with love brings me elation. We’re so good together.
Not just in bed, though we excel at that too.
“Hey, beautiful.” My heart melts right there into a puddle of love and gooeyness.
“Hey, there,” I whisper, unable to keep the happiness at bay. Pulling the test out from behind my back, I show him. His expression is confused for all of five seconds before his brows lift.
“I’m going to be a dad?” he muses loudly. “A dad?”
I jump up and down, squealing. “You are!” My heart flutters like my stomach, and I can’t keep the elation from consuming me.
“We’re having a baby!” The tears come again, sparking a fit of giggles. I’ve never been happier. He’s rounding the desk and lifting me up.
“We’re having a baby,” he says seductively, his voice going from light to hot in a second’s notice. He takes my mouth greedily, swallowing my moans, and carries me to our room. At some point, I drop the stick and become entirely absorbed with his mouth.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he husks. Setting me on the bed, he spreads my legs. Pushing my dress up, he grips my panties, sliding them down my thighs. “You’re always so wet for me, Sous.”
“Stop talking and take me,” I demand, wanting him inside me right now.
“As you wish, wife.”
That never gets old.
Him calling me his wife.
It’s so captivating and sexy, especially when he’s about to use me. He kneels between my thighs and licks across my slit. He’s groaning as he starts feasting on me. It’s so hot, having me bow upward into his mouth as he greedily bites and slurps.
“Toby,” I moan, and he slips a finger inside me, pressing upward, hitting my favorite spot.
“Come for me, Sous. Soak my fingers.”
And I explode as he bites my clit, grinding his teeth over the swollen flesh. Fuck me.
We’re always fire together, an inferno where we both bask in the endless heat of it all.
We’re sitting in the waiting room, hoping to get images of our little Gumby today. Eight weeks ago,