“She’s horny,” Emma provides as an answer while laughing.
Ronnie watches me, waiting for me to deny it, but I don’t because it’s the truth. I feel like the further along I get into this pregnancy, the more I crave sex. It doesn’t even need to be actual intercourse. I just want to get all hot and bothered, and then have Shane settle my ache even if it’s just with his hands.
“Oh wow, she’s not denying it. Okay so, what are you going to do about it?”
“Well, it’s not like I can really do anything about it. All your men are on their way home, while mine is still stuck at work!” I say, irritated.
“You could always surprise him at work and have a bit of naughty time in his office. I’m sure Shane wouldn’t be opposed to that,” Emma suggests with a mischievous smirk.
“And what if he’s busy? He doesn’t always sit around at his desk all day.”
“Then you wait in his office like the patient little girl you are, well, used to be. And when he walks in, you spread those pretty legs open and tell him to fuck you.” Ronnie grins widely—it’s almost scary.
I flush scarlet red. “I… I can’t do that!”
“Sure, you can.” Emma pats my leg. “Men love being told what to do, certainly when it involves sex.”
“She’s right. Noah and Gabe go crazy when I order them around in bed.” Ronnie bites her lip like she’s imagining doing it right now.
“Now drop us off at Ronnie’s, I’ll tell Wolf to pick me up there, and you go tell your man what you want,” Em instructs me.
An hour later, I’m standing outside Shane’s office door. It’s closed, but I passed Paul on the way in, and he told me he was in his office. “You got this. You’re brave. Just walk in there and demand what you want.” I let out a breath, shake out my hands, then reach for the handle.
I turn the knob and push the door open, using what little courage I have. I step in and close the door quickly behind me. “Aubrey?” he says but I put my hand up to stop him.
“Shane, I’m hungry, I’m tired, I’m emotional, and I’m freaking horny. So I need you to stand up, drop your pants, and put your penis in my mouth right now,” I blurt out, getting redder by the second.
Shane’s eyes widen as he puts his fist to his mouth. He doesn’t say anything but seems to be holding back a laugh, which is not at all the reaction I was expecting. His eyes then dart to the side, and I look over in that direction.
Only to be greeted by an amused looking Randy.
“Oh my God!” I cover my face as humiliation lights my body on fire. My ears, nose, and neck burn from how much blood has rushed to them. “I am so, so sorry! I didn’t realize you weren’t alone.”
Randy begins to laugh, and I hear his chair push back against the flooring. “Well, I think I’m going to finish my lunch at my desk.” I peak through my fingers as he walks past me and pats my shoulder. “It’s nice to see you again, Aubrey.”
“You too, Randy,” I squeak out, refusing to lower my hands and make eye contact.
“You two have… fun, but keep it down. Wouldn’t want Paul finding out about this. I, on the other hand, wasn’t here, heard nothing, saw nothing.” After a few seconds, I hear the door open and close behind me.
Shane’s chuckling is what finally makes me remove my hands. “Why didn’t you say anything!? Why didn’t you stop me!?”
“Well, you didn’t exactly give me a chance to say anything, and I was not expecting you to say that.” He grins. “Now, do you still want me to get up?”
“No! I’m not in the mood anymore. God, I’m so embarrassed! I’ll never be able to see Randy again!”
Shane pushes away from his desk in his chair and pats his thigh. “Come here, Angel.”
I huff and drop in his lap. He wraps his arms around me, placing his hands on my belly. “The girls told me this was a good idea. I knew I shouldn’t have listened to them. Now I’m embarrassed and hungry.”
He chuckles again and rolls us closer to his desk where his lunch sits on top. A delicious, yummy-looking meatball sub. My stomach growls just looking at it. “Eat, Angel.”
“No, I can’t eat your food. You’ll be starving later.” I shake my head, refusing to touch it even though my mouth is begging me to.
“I already ate half, just take the rest. I’m fine. You and our daughter come first, sweetheart.” He kisses my temple.
“Shane, I appreciate that. But I also know how much you eat, and half a sub is not enough.” I fold my arms, not letting them get anywhere near that mouthwatering creation.
“Okay, how about this? I have one more meeting in fifteen minutes that shouldn’t take long. After that, we’ll go out to eat somewhere before heading home. How does that sound?” He smiles when I turn my head to look at him.
