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My head is racing.
I have so much to say.
I have…
With just his arms around me, holding me to him, and the smell that is so very Cade, sleep claims me.
***
Much like Sunday morning, I wake to Cade’s hand protectively over my rolling stomach. I wasn’t kidding when I said the baby was an early riser. His somersaults are usually the reason I wake up before an alarm clock.
Unlike Sunday morning though, this time I’m not facing him; Cade still has me spooned to him and if I thought his pressing cock was impressive last night, it’s quite different this morning.
He’s hard, and if anything, the feel of him has me recalling how uncomfortable I was in my own bed last night. I discreetly shift my hips and yep, still wet.
“It’s amazing you sleep through this,” Cade murmurs behind me. “He’s been active for at least twenty minutes.”
I imagine that if this pregnancy were different—hell, let’s just take this imagination thing all the way. I imagine that if I were in a different place; if I’d met Cade nine months ago; if this baby boy were Cade’s baby…
I’d put my hand over his and bask in the feeling that my man was just as excited about the baby as I was.
It didn’t matter that I was eighteen.
That I really was not ready to be a mom.
That I was terrified of it, actually.
All that would matter was that my baby was loved.
That I was loved.
I let myself play with that thought a little while.
And then I give in to my desires, and I put my hand on top of Cade’s.
“It’s definitely interesting,” I manage to say.
Cade widens his fingers and I allow myself to take the cue, wrapping my fingers between his. We lay there for a while, and the whole time I think…
This can’t last.
“Are you here until Sunday again?”
I feel Cade shift behind me, but he doesn’t pull away. He presses a kiss to my shoulder and I have to scold myself for getting excited about it. “I am. I kind of left without permission, though, so I don’t know that I’ll make it back down next weekend.”
“Were…” I take a breath. “Were you hoping come back down next weekend?”
“And the next.” He kisses my shoulder again. “And then the next.” My neck. My breathing starts to speed up and it’s not anxiety doing it.
Well, I’m anxious.
But for completely different reasons.
“And as long as you’d want me to.” He says the last next to my ear before…
Licking my earlobe.
If I wasn’t wet before, I certainly was now. Hell, I could feel my pussy pulsing in sheer want.
