I’m breathing heavily when his mouth leaves mine, his lips caressing a path along my throat, causing me to moan. My entire body tingles and pulses with aftershocks of their fucking.
“Did you mean it?” I ask, glancing at Caleb as he re-arranges us while we all try and catch our breath.
He frowns. “Mean what?”
I clear my throat, and my cheeks heat even more than they already are, which is a feat considering what we just did.
“About making a baby?” I reply quietly.
His lips twitch, his eyes softening. “Yes,” he replies without hesitation.
I swallow and glance at Noah as he stares between us.
“Noah, what about you?”
My heart races, threatening to break through my ribcage as I wait for his answer.
“Would I like to make a baby with you?” he tilts his head before his lips form the most beautiful smile that has ever graced his mouth. “Yes, I very much would.”
Licking my lips, I look between them and say, “Okay.”
Noah moves before I even have a chance to catch my breath.
“Are you serious?” he asks, excitement in his tone. It’s been such a long time since I’ve heard it, and it has my emotions bubbling to the surface. I only manage a slight nod in confirmation.
“Well, fuck, this is one of the best days of our lives,” Caleb replies, his hand moving to Noah’s hip.
And then they’re both kissing me together.
Fuck, that’s hot. I squirm, still wet from our joint release and ready to go again.
Caleb wasn’t lying about working on my stamina because even though I’ve been joining them in the gym, I feel like a bowl of limp noodles.
“When do you want to start?” Caleb asks when he pulls back, eyes flicking between Noah and me.
“How about now?” Noah replies.
I roll my eyes. “You’re insatiable. How about once I’m off my contraception,” I reply.
“Perfect,” Caleb says, sharing a look with Noah.
“And in the meantime, how about we take it in turns to make love to you?” Noah says, brushing his thumb over my cheekbone as Caleb kisses along my clavicle.
I groan, and Noah smirks before lowering his mouth to mine, where he kisses me with reverence.
Chapter Twenty-Four
JESSICA
I stir and blink awake. Caleb is sitting back against the headboard, his laptop casting a soft glow over his features, his brow furrowed as he looks over at Noah.
His eyes flick to mine, a smile curving his lips.
“Hey, you,” I say, my voice a little croaky.
“Hey,” he whispers back. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” he says, reaching down to stroke his thumb over my jaw.
“You didn’t.” At least, I don’t think he did.
