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Graham
I fuckinglovepregnancy.
Listen, I know I don’t have to go through the process of birth, or the actual carrying of the babies for nine months but seeing Emery pregnant is the best thing in my life.
Hands down, no question.
I’m so damn crazy about her, I can’t keep my hands off of her, which works out since she’s horny as fuck. When I say horny, I mean like I’m putting together cribs one second, the next, she’s on top of me, riding me like her life depends on it.
She can’t get enough, and I’m happy to oblige. I love everything about her body, even more now while she’s carrying my babies.
We spent the majority of the day putting stuff on the registry for the girls, and now that we’re back home at Emery’s, she’s been eye-fucking me across the couch for the last ten minutes.
Which I’ve been ignoring.
Why?
Because I’m not caving and giving her the D until she admits that she likes me. Juvenile? Maybe.
But, it’s all part of my plan to make her fall in love with me.
I just have to get her to be honest with herself, and with me. Even though I know the truth.
It’s been an entire day since I’ve been inside her, and the longer she looks at me with those eyes, I feel myself wavering.
Slightly.
I’m also not one to back down, so…
Twenty minutes into this movie and I have no idea what in the fuck is happening, but my eyes stay glued to the television, until I feel her toes slide up my calf then back down. Soft and sensual, trying to get my attention.
It fucking works.
I look over at her, and she’s looking up at me through her dark lashes, her lip between her teeth, knowing exactly what she’s doing.
Fuck. Fuck.
It takes everything inside me, but I manage to look away and pretend to focus on the tv. Why in the hell does she have to be the hottest woman on the planet? And why the hell can’t she just actually be mine?
I want to groan. My dick is hard, pressing against my gym shorts.
Seconds later, I hear a “hmph,” and I smirk.
Yeah babe, I know exactly what you’re doing, and it won’t work.
I feel her get up from the couch and walk to her bedroom. Then her door slams, and a few minutes of silence pass.
Wait.
She didn’t go in there to use….
My ass is off the couch before I can even blink, sprinting toward her bedroom. When I throw the door open, the very last thing I expect to see is Emery wearing nothing but the sexiest piece of clothing I’ve ever seen in my life.
My fucking jersey, and absolutely nothing else.
I bring my fist to my mouth and hold back the groan that’s about to explode from my chest.
God damnit. Game over. She fucking won.
