I grin. “One of these days I’m gonna stop letting you win.”
“You don’t let me win.” She gives me that look of hers that screams disbelief.
Placing her on the bed, I say, “You wanna make a bet?” I move over her, dropping my mouth to her collarbone and trailing kisses along it.
Taking hold of my face, she drags my eyes back to hers. “We need a re-match.”
“Not fucking tonight, we don’t.” When she opens her mouth to argue with me, I silence her with a kiss, and I dedicate my time to it so that when I finally let her lips go, she’s forgotten about the fucking Monopoly game. So that the only fucking thing she’s thinking about is my dick and how fucking much she wants it.
I remove her dress and her bra before kissing my way down her body. When I get to her stomach, I stop there, placing my hands on her. On the place where our baby will grow.
“I’ve changed my mind,” I say as I kiss her stomach.
She threads her fingers in my hair. “About what?”
I look up and meet her gaze. “I want five kids now.”
Her eyes widen. “You said two.”
“That was before I knew how fucking good it feels to know we’re having a child. Five minimum.”
“Wait, when you say minimum, does that mean you’ll maybe change your mind again and want more?”
“Yeah, baby, it does.”
“Hmm, well I’m out for five, so it looks like you’re gonna have to get yourself a new wife at some point. I think I can stretch to three. After that, you’re on your own.”
“I’m never getting myself a new wife.”
“That was a smart answer, Mr Blaise.”
“I’m a smart man. I married you.”
“You can stop sweet talking me now. I’m not changing my mind.”
I drop another kiss to her stomach and grin. “You know me too fucking well, Mayfair.”
“Yeah, I fucking do.”
I finish with her stomach and make my way down to her pussy. Spreading her legs, I tongue her clit and push two fingers inside her. She arches her back and moans. It’s the sweetest fucking sound in the world to me.
“This isn’t going to take long,” I say, unzipping my jeans and removing them. Knowing she’s mine for life and is going to be the mother of my children has me so fucking hot for her it isn’t funny.
“We’ve got all night,” she says, hooking her legs around me as I move over her again.
I kiss her before saying, “We’ve got all fucking weekend. I’m not letting you leave this house until Monday.”
A sexy smile slides across her face as she grips my neck. “Are you going to lock me up so I can’t escape?”
“If I fucking have to.” I stare down at her. “You have no fucking idea what this news has done to me, do you?”
Her fingers tighten around my neck. “I think I do, because it’s done the same thing to me.”
Searching her eyes, I demand, “Tell me what it’s done to you.”
“It’s like my skin can’t contain the love I have for you anymore. It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before and likenothing I can truly explain.” Her arms and legs cling to me harder. “It’s a feeling I’d do anything to know forever.”
“Yeah, baby, it is.” I kiss her, long and lazily. I’m torn between wanting inside her right fucking now and wanting to stay in this moment with her for a long fucking time.
