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He kissed me, hard. I let him pull me against him. I put my arms around his neck, and he held me as we kissed. His tongue pushed between my lips, and I melted against him. Kissing him was still the best thing. And this time, he kissed me like he meant every word he said to me. This was not just about sex anymore. He wanted me to stay in his life after the babies were born. I wouldn’t have to walk away anymore. When I set out to do this, money had been my motivation. Now, I was looking forward to a future with children I had never planned on having and the man I never thought I would love.
The kissing became more urgent, and Evan slid his hands onto my breasts, cupping them and massaging them. He rubbed his thumb back and forth over my nipple, and I shivered, getting turned on. I wanted him.
Evan broke the kiss and stood up, holding his hand out to me. I took it and let him lead me down the hall that led to the main bedroom. I had become used to being in his house, to having him lead me to his bed, but this time, it was different.
This time, he was leading me into his life, and I was here to stay.
Evan kissed me again when we were in the room, and he started undressing me, pulling my shirt over my head. I reached for his pants, undoing the buckle and unzipping him. His hands roamed my body while I pushed my hands into his pants, gripped his already hard cock, and pulled it out of his pants. I moved my hand up and down along his shaft, pumping it up and down.
Evan groaned. “Slow down, princess,” he said. “You’ll make me come in no time if you do that.”
I smiled and dropped to my knees. “We can’t have that,” I said. “Here, let me kiss it better.”
I closed my mouth around his cock, taking him in. I would never get used to his size, I decided. I pumped my head up and down his cock, sliding him in and out of his mouth, and he groaned, stroking my hair. It was loving and caring this time, not as wild as before. It was beautiful. I wasn’t sure which I preferred. Perhaps both.
When he’d had enough–I could tell with how he was starting to twitch from time to time that he was getting dangerously close–I let go of him and stood up again. I kissed him. Evan reached around my back and unclasped my bra, letting it fall to the floor, joining my shirt. He’d pulled off his own shirt, and I ran my hands over his abdomen, pushing my fingers into the splash of chest hair on his pectorals.
“You’re so handsome,” I whispered.
Evan grinned at me. “That’s the first time you’ve said anything about my looks,” he said.
I blinked at him. I guessed that was true. “I hadn’t felt the liberty before. But I find you impossibly attractive.”
Evan kissed me again. He laid me down on the bed and undid my pants. I lifted my hips, helping him undress me. He pulled down my jeans and thong in one motion and threw it onto the floor before he crawled over me. My thighs fell open for him. He positioned himself at my entrance, and I held my breath in anticipation.
When he pushed into me, I moaned. He split me open, his dick sliding into my body, and I yielded and stretched to accommodate him. I felt tighter, smaller, now that I was pregnant. Evan felt monstrous inside me.
As if he knew, he started moving in and out of me gently, with slow strokes. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the feeling. Everything about Evan was fantastic–from the way he was in bed to the way he handled everything to do with the pregnancy. And the fact that he loved me.
That was the most fantastic of all.
Evan’s strokes picked up, getting faster and more intense. My moans turned into cries as he rode me, hammering into me. My body had adjusted to his size again, and I was lost in the ecstasy that flooded my body.
I inched closer and closer to the edge. Evan’s cock drove me wild, and I cried out as the orgasm shocked through me, contracting all my muscles. I cu
rled my body around Evan’s, grabbing onto his back, closing my legs around his waist. He groaned when I did, and I felt him spasm and jerk, releasing inside of me.
He had never come this quickly before. We usually went through so many positions, and he was always a trooper, holding out to the very end. But this was different. Maybe it was because of how close we were, because we’d confessed our love to each other. Maybe it had to do with the idea that we were going to be together in this, having the children and raising them as a couple.
Maybe it was because for the first time since we’d set out on this endeavor, we weren’t fucking. We were making love.
Chapter Fifteen
Scarlett
Seven months later
I’d read so many stories about giving birth by the time it was my turn; my head was full of information that didn’t help at all. Other women’s stories, learning what they had gone through, hadn’t prepared me at all.
Labor was brutal. I endured eighteen hours of it before baby number one decided to make an appearance. And let me tell you, squeezing a baby out of your lady bits was no joke. Even if the babies were slightly smaller because there were three of them inside me.
I was on the bed, grasping sheets and Evan’s hand, my legs open wide with doctors assisting in getting the children out. All sense of embarrassment had left the room a long time ago. I just wanted this over and done with.
“Just one more push,” Monroe said. She had been great all the way through, but at this moment, I hated her. I did as she asked and felt the relief of the first child leaving my body. A moment later, the strangled cry of a newborn filled the room. I lifted my head, trying to see.
“We’re ready for the second one,” Monroe said. I groaned. This wasn’t over, yet.
I went through the process again, pushing when Monroe asked me to, waiting when she told me to take a breather. It felt like it took forever. Finally, baby number two was out. I heard the cry, and the sound triggered my maternal instinct.
