Expecting it All (Punishment Pit #7) - Livia Grant Page 0,23

alone with his six-week-old son terrified him. He was working hard not to let his loving wife sense his fear.

Rachel was distracted, rushing in and out of their walk-in closet as she tried to get dressed for her first solo social outing since becoming a mom. "I'm not exactly sure. Probably a couple hours, is all. Wedding showers can be hard to predict. Did Lukus say how many were invited?"

Derek held out the missing shoe she'd been looking for. "Not really. He did say the wedding invitation list was insanely long. He tried to talk Tiffany into eloping, but she said her family would never forgive her."

Rachel stopped to look at her reflection in the long mirror.

God, she's gorgeous.

He was relieved that, despite already having lost some of her pregnancy weight, she hadn't lost the heaviness of her breasts and the love-handles on her hips. Rachel hated the extra pounds. Derek, on the other hand, couldn't wait to get the okay from her doctor to use those love-handles to pull her body back against his rutting cock. He'd decided the life of a celibate was not for him.

She turned to look at him as if she was waiting for a response. Shit.

"I'm sorry. I was so busy watching your hot body getting ready, I didn't hear what you said."

His wife grinned. She sauntered towards him with the sexiest smile on her lips. "So, you know I went for my six-week check-up yesterday?"

"How could I forget? It was my first time being home alone with Michael."

"Yes, and you did great on your first solo run. You need to relax." She caressed his chest lightly.

"Well, considering he didn't even wake up for the two hours you were gone, I hardly think it should count as a resounding success. I didn't do anything but stand over him and make sure he kept breathing."

Her indulgent smile pissed him off until she clarified. "That will pass. I did that too, the first week he was home."

"You did?" He was genuinely surprised. She had always acted as though she had everything under control. He had been so impressed.

"Sure. Once I even woke him up, because he was making a little rattling noise when he was breathing and it didn't sound right." She reached up to cup his face in her palm, which calmed him. "It's perfectly normal, Derek. All parents go through this."

He wasn't used to their reversed roles. It still surprised him when his submissive wife took charge, yet truth be told, he liked it—most of the time. He had pulled rank, and let her know he planned on at least retaining all control in their bed.

"But anyway, I have an extra incentive for us to get through today," she said, and he could see the mischief in her eyes as she teased him.

"What incentive would that be?"

Rachel pressed herself against him, sliding her hands up and down his back, letting them settle on his muscled ass as she went up on tiptoes to whisper into his ear, "I got the green-light to have sex again from Dr. Taylor."

It was as if she'd flipped a switch. His dick was at full attention within seconds. Of their own accord, his hands went to the hem of her sexy dress, lifting it as if to strip her bare.

"Oh no, you don't. I just spent an hour getting ready to go. It can wait until later."

"Are you kidding me? Come to think of it, why am I just hearing about this now? Your appointment was twenty-four hours ago," he said.

"Yes, and we were both exhausted last night."

"Over six weeks, Rachel. It's been almost two months since we've had sex. I don't care if you're comatose tonight. I'm making love to you."

At least she giggled at his joke. "Believe me, I've been waiting, too. I can assure you, I won't be comatose."

Suddenly, Derek couldn't wait for her to leave. The sooner she left, the faster she would get home, and they could get busy with restoring the sexual intimacy of their marriage.

She grabbed her tiny purse from the bed. "It feels weird not to be taking a diaper bag. I'll keep my phone with me. Text me or call if you need me, okay? You're ready. You're gonna do great." She threw him a quick kiss and rushed out the door.

I can do this. How hard can it be to take care of a baby for a few hours?

It was when he watched her backing her SUV out of