Men Of Honor Eric - Jordan Silver Page 0,24

much better Eric is in bed, they’d try to do me in.

It’s probably horrible of me to think this way; Sam had been my childhood sweetheart after all. But he was nowhere near Eric when it comes to lovemaking, and if that thought makes me a bad person, well, so what. Sam never made my toes tingle like this; he damn sure never made my back feel like it was going to crack either.

“Oh…shit, Eric!”

“Where did you just go in your head?” How does he always do that? How does he always know? I’m not dumb enough to tell him the truth, so I told a little white lie. “I’m right here with you.” I guess I wasn’t convincing enough because his next stroke in lifted my knees off the bed and knocked my head into the headboard.

He fucked me so hard my body shook all over the place like a ragdoll; he had a point to prove. I guess I deserved it, so I bit my lip and didn’t complain. By the time he pulled out after cumming inside me enough to have it running out of me and down my inner thighs, I was a mess.

“I gotta get going, babe.” He kissed my spine before getting off the bed and heading for the shower. Once again, I found myself left with barely enough strength to roll onto my back and stare up at the ceiling. I wish I could wake up like this every morning for the rest of my life, sore muscles and all.

I’ve never felt this loved and cossetted in my life, not until Eric. He makes me feel young and carefree, and if I’m honest with myself, it’s the first time in my life that I’ve been this hopeful about the future. Something I haven’t had since I was a young starry-eyed kid caught up in the heady passion of the first throes of puppy love.

My hand went to my flat tummy, where I was hoping and praying that Eric was right and that I did indeed get pregnant the day before. It’s been a very long time since I carried Lora, and I never thought to be here again, wishing, hoping, to bring a child into the world that was a part of the man I love and me.

I knew with unfailing certainty that Eric would be an amazing dad and partner throughout my pregnancy. He’s the first man I’ve met who seems almost as excited at the prospect of his wife falling pregnant as that wife herself. Usually, men don’t show much interest until after the baby is here and sometimes not even then. Eric is a different story entirely.

He says he can’t wait to share the experience with me, that he too was sure I’d be a much better candidate than his ex had been, something else we both have in common. I’m also impressed with the fact that he thinks we should involve the kids as soon as we know for sure that I am indeed with child.

My heart warmed at the thought of all we would share in the coming months, and I couldn’t help feeling the sweet tingle between my thighs that seemed to spread throughout my body until I was infused with that special warmth that only my man can make me feel.

I left the bed and headed for the shower, where Eric was just now turning the water off. He stepped out of the stall, took one look at my face, and grinned before reaching for my hand. No words were exchanged between us as he took me into the shower stall and turned the water back on before leaning me against the back wall with his lips on mine.

“Hop up here, baby.” I did as I was told and wrapped my legs around his hips, feeling his cock hit my ass as it sought entrance. I felt his hand beneath me as he took his cock in hand and eased into me until I was fully seated on him once again, taking his whole length in deep. “Lean back for me, babe.” I leaned back against the cold marble tile of the shower stall and gripped his hair when he lowered his head to my nipple.

I was pinned to the wall by his cock that was buried so deep inside me I swear I felt it in my tummy. He didn’t move right away but gave me time to adjust to having him inside me again,