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“Woman. I told you your backtalk is going to get you in trouble.” He continues to thrust, picking up speed, while reaching around to play with my clit. “Jesus. You’re soaked.”
I feel how wet I am, and all I can think about is if this is what pregnancy sex is like, we’re never leaving the house.
“I was going to say prepping starts tonight, but it seems like I don’t need to do much.”
Stepping away, he flips me to my back on the couch, sliding back inside me and taking total control, pounding into me with his palm pressed against my sternum, our eyes locked. “I can’t believe you let me do this to you. I can’t believe I’m lucky enough to earn you this way.”
Stretching my leg up high against his chest hits the perfect angle, and he kisses down my calf, nipping and biting, and then, without warning, I’m coming again, the rush so fast and so…wet.
I call out, seeking a grip on anything that will ground me as I soak us both, and he looks down, a look of awe on his face as he says, “Ah,oh my God! Adley! What the-!” He pumps in and out so easily, so slippery. “Are you-?”
He’s panting, unable to form words as he holds my leg straight against his chest, squeezing my breast, his neck strains and he shouts so loud I’m afraid someone will hear us as he throbs his release inside me.
“What in the hell happened today?” He’s laughing and breathing heavily, still slowly working his hips as I lay spent. “That’s never happened before.”
The baby runs through my head again.
I cover my chest with my arms and hide my face and he prods, “Hey! Look at me!”
“I’m embarrassed.”
“About what? Are you fucking kidding me? If I just got you to dothat, no wonder I’m the fucking king.”
He falls on top of me, and we giggle together, but then I try to roll out from under him as I complain, “Now we have to get rid of this couch.”
“No way! I’m going to bronze this, baby!”
Baby.
Tell him!
Tell him now!
But I don’t and I’m unsure why since he’s doing everything right.
I can’t force the words from my lips.
It’s almost as if I’m paralyzed.
Because once I say it out loud, there’s no turning back.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
JACKSON GAGE
Pulling into my driveway,I throw it in park and jump out of my truck, jogging up the walk and entering the house as I yell, “Francesca!”
She peeks around the kitchen wall, smiling as she says, “In here.”
I walk toward her, smiling broadly, and she does a double take then asks, “What’s going on?”
“I got it.”
I walk closer, and she places the glass she’s holding onto the counter and turns to face me as she asks, “Got what?”
“Igotit.”
She nods at my words, her eyes lighting up. “Yeah?”
