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“I. Know,” she said, punctuating each word with a kiss. “Guess what?”
He stroked his hands up and down the smooth skin of her back. “What?”
“I’m not cold anymore,” she whispered against his mouth. “In fact, I’m starting to get a little too warm.”
“Is that right?” Now his hands went down the back of her sweatpants, cupping her round ass.
“Yep.”
“What do you think we should do about it?”
“I was thinking we should get rid of some of these layers.”
That was all it took to have him hard as steel and ready for her. In an awkward shifting of hips and legs that had Shell giggling, he managed to divest her of her sweatpants and panties.
“Forget the rest,” she said, breathless, between deep, drugging kisses. “Just fuck me.”
He reached between them, prepared to work her to a frenzy when she grabbed his hand, stilling him. “Not tonight. I need you inside me so bad. Just fuck me.”
Goddamn, the command in her tone had his cock leaking behind his boxer briefs. He couldn’t even manage to stand and shove them down because Shell was attacking his mouth and grinding down on him. He barely managed to pull his cock out when Shell was sinking down onto him, engulfing him in the hottest pussy on the planet.
“Yesss,” she hissed, head thrown back. “This is what I needed. You are now officially forgiven.”
With a chuckle, he arched his hips off the bed, driving even deeper inside her.
“More,” she cried, working her pussy up and down his length. Almost frantic in the way she rode him, Shell moaned and gasped with every bounce.
Three minutes couldn’t have passed before Copper felt the telltale tightening in his balls. “Shit, shit, shit,” he said as he ripped his mouth away. “Baby, slow down, or I’m gonna fucking bust already.”
“Yes! Me too. Please, Copper, give it to me. I want it.”
How was he supposed to resist the raw need in her voice?
Wasn’t possible.
With a groan, Copper grabbed Shell’s ass in a tight grip as he pumped his hips up into her. She shouted his name once then locked her arms around him as she shoved her face into his neck. Just as she started to tremble in his arms and clench around his cock, he felt the prick of Shell’s teeth sink into his skin.
Made him fucking crazy when she lost it like that and got rough with him. With one hand, he braced on the bed behind him as he pounded up into her hard.
“Aiden,” she screamed as he fucked her through the orgasm.
The sound of his name ripping from her throat in the throes of a powerful climax had him filling her with his cum. With one last thrust, he held her hips against him and pulsed into her again and again.
“Well,” Shell said in a sleepy voice. “If I wasn’t pregnant before, I certainly would be after that.”
She wasn’t kidding. The entire encounter couldn’t have been more than five minutes total, but fuck if they weren’t five of the hottest minutes of his life. And knowing the woman with her arms and legs woven tight around him was carrying his son or daughter deep inside her only made it that much better.
They stayed like that, wrapped up in each other until their hearts no longer raced and their breathing evened out. Shell’s head rested on his shoulder, not moving.
“Hey,” he whispered. “You asleep, baby?”
“Yes,” she mumbled, causing him to laugh.
“Come on, let’s get in bed.”
With a groan, Shell unwound her arms and legs, then crawled up the bed and beneath the thick covers. Copper preferred one thin blanket, and usually, that was enough for Shell if he kept her close, but tonight she’d probably require the whole shebang, so he didn’t bother moving anything.
The moment he slipped in next to her, he pulled her back flush against his front. Shell sighed a sleep, contented sound that reflected exactly how Copper felt.
At peace for the first time in more than twenty-four hours.
“Oh,” Shell suddenly said, sounding more awake than she should. “Speaking of babies. Do you think Izzy finally had hers? I know Toni inquired while we were at the hospital, but there was no news.”
“For Jig’s sake, I fucking hope so. If not, she’s been in labor for an entire day, but I can’t imagine no one would have called us if she did.”
“Poor, Izzy.”
“Poor, Jig.”
With a giggle, Shell elbowed him in the gut. “Be nice, or I’ll have Izzy coach me on how to act during my pregnancy.”
Shit!
“Don’t even think about it,” he growled in her ear, eliciting another giggle from her. So much for being a big intimidating one-percenter president.
“Love you.”
“Love you, baby,” he whispered as he settled his hand on her stomach.
All it took was one curly-haired woman to turn him to fucking mush.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
