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Now, I worried something could happen to the baby before she arrived. Later, I’d worry what the world would try to do to her. How I was supposed to protect her.

“Yes, I’m just feeling emotional.” Another tear slid down her cheek, and I caught it with my free hand, sweeping my thumb along her soft skin.

“What’s wrong, Sunflower? You know I hate to see you cry.”

“I thought Isla was crazy when she cried at her baby shower, but it’s too much.” She leaned against me. I loved when she trusted me to hold her up. “Everyone out there happy for me. Celebrating us. I never believed I’d have that.”

Neither had I. I hadn’t believed I could have the woman I wanted. Her. So I’d buried those hopes in blood and pain. She’d pulled me from that grave.

“You deserve so much more. It’s not enough, love.”

It would never be enough. Enough time. Enough happiness. But I’d give her everything I had for the rest of my life.

“I just want you.”

Her words eased some of the worry in my chest. I wasn’t enough, either. She deserved someone good, not a gangster, but that’s what I was. And I was selfish. I could never let her go.

My lips pressed to her forehead as I kissed her gently. “You have me. I’m yours. And you’re mine.”

She tilted her head back so I could kiss her mouth. But she gasped when I dropped my hand to her neck, using my thumb to direct her jaw. Her lips parted, and I surged in.

I swallowed her tiny moan as our tongues tangled. Her fingers curled into the hand around her waist as I kissed her long and deep. Her sweetness coated my mouth, making me crave more. I needed all of her.

She whimpered as I broke the kiss. “Now, how can we make you smile?”

“Vander.” She gasped my name, and I would never get enough of that sound either. Her eyes flicked to the big bay window. We could just see our family to the right, still sitting and eating around the table.

My lips twitched into a grin as I felt her pulse jumped under my hand. I moved the other one down, gathering the fabric of her dress. “Are you wet for me, Sunflower?”

“People will see.” Her words were nothing but a breathy whisper as the material pooled at her waist. My fingers traced the waistband of her panties. Her hips jerked back, pushing her plump ass into my cock. I was already hard and aching to sink inside her.

“No, they won’t.” I nipped her ear with my teeth, and she shivered. “The glass is specially tinted.” I pushed my hand into her panties. “But hopefully, they’ll hear you.”

“Vander.” This time it was a moan as I circled her slick clit. Her voice was louder than before. Knowing she might be heard sent a thrill down my spine. She loved it, too, if her soaked pussy was any indication.

“That’s right, just like that.” I pushed two fingers inside her tight cunt, and her walls quivered around them. “Scream for me.”

Her palms pressed into the counter to brace herself as I slid in and out of her. She was already coating my hand with her arousal. Since the pregnancy, we couldn’t go a day without touching each other. I loved seeing her swollen and beautiful. And her hormones were crazy. I never passed up a chance to touch my wife.

“Please,” she whimpered as her hips rocked. She moved faster, fucking herself on my hand.

“You’re such a good girl. You’re going to come for me so soon.”

“Yes.” I dropped her throat, wrapping my arm around her chest, palming one full breast as I held her up.

“Do it. Show me what a good little wife you are.”

I pinched her nipple at the same time I ground my palm into her clit. She exploded. Her shout echoed in our kitchen as her pussy clamped down on my fingers. I kept pumping into her until the tremors slowed and her breathing normalized.

“Elbows on the counter,” I demanded. I needed more. I needed it all.

Grace’s breath shuddered as she obeyed. Her back arched, sending her hips toward me as she got into position. She shivered as I ran my hand down her body. Starting at her shoulder, over her luscious curves until I had a handful of her round ass. She moaned as I traced my fingers along the seam.

I shoved her dress up, yanking her panties down with my other hand, exposing her in a second. “So fucking beautiful.”

Her pussy was wet and pink. Her arousal dripped down her thighs, just begging me to clean her up, but we didn’t have time. Later, I’d spend hours between them, making her moan my name.

But now, I needed inside her.

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