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LANDRY
Iwake to the feelof Silas’s erection poking my butt. Most days, I’m up before him, already showering when he moseys out of bed. This morning, I’m exhausted. My slow escape from bed allows his morning woody to greet me.
Glancing at Silas over my shoulder, I smile at how he’s both half-asleep and fully horny. When I’m this worn down, I see the benefits of Neal’s sexual moves—stick it in, grunt for a few minutes, call me a slutty bitch, come, and roll off me. Afterward, I could go on with my day, walking normally and still energized.
Silas doesn’t do quickies. Or at least, we haven’t yet. He’s a deep-penetrating, patient lover with a real hard-on for making me come apart. I feel shattered by the time we’re finished.
Once the baby is born, sex might be different. I’ll be able to climb on top and ride him to a fast, fun end. Or maybe once I’m no longer cooking a baby, I’ll have the energy to fuck for forty-five minutes.
I’m tempted to ask him to let me give him a morning handy. Once his lips suck at my throat and his hand cups my tit, I know I’m not saying a damn thing. Silas’s touch intoxicates me. Tired or not, I want him inside my body.
Silas leans me back enough to kiss my lips before doing the same to my left nipple. As his cock tests my wet pussy, Silas lifts my thigh enough to allow room for him to enter me. I reach back and slide my fingers along his jaw. He feels so powerful, all hard muscle and endless energy. I’m safe in the arms of this man I once viewed as a beast.
After two orgasms leave me completely zapped of energy, I follow Silas into the shower and let him wash me off. His hands soon gently soap up my belly. I imagine him with Brigitte soon.
At breakfast, I think about Silas waiting for his son to be born. He was so excited. How painful must the truth have been?
I find myself teary-eyed as I hug Blair goodbye before she leaves with Rosemary for school.
“Are you okay, Mama?”
“I’m selfish, is all. I can’t wait until summer, so you’ll be home all day,” I mumble, clinging to her.
Blair offers me a wonderful smile. She’s been struggling, too, but the party left her in a great mood. Joie and Blair clicked, talking about seemingly everything and becoming fast friends. They plan to hang out later in the week. I can imagine them having fun this summer. Hopefully, Joie’s confidence rubs off on Blair.
Unlike most mornings, Silas doesn’t leave for work. He keeps watching me, lingering nearby as if I’m up to something. Beckett decides to take advantage of his new daddy’s presence and wants up. They talk about his toys with my baby doing all the jabbering while Silas mostly nods.
I sit at the table and put together puzzles with Beau and Brooklyn. This Monday proves to be a lazy one with everyone tired after a long weekend. I’m looking forward to naptime. With Silas acting clingy, maybe he’ll join me for a quiet spell in bed.
Fatigue keeps me from eating much at lunch. Silas insists I finish half of my chicken and rice dish. Beckett and Brooklyn get a kick out of him feeding me. They start trying to do the same to each other.
Despite smiling at their antics, Silas’s pale blue eyes are filled with tension.
“I wore you out,” he mutters after I get the kids down for their naps. “I knew we were moving too fast.”
Running my hands up his chest, I whisper, “Not everything is about you. I’m just very pregnant.”
Wearing a grudging smile, Silas has me sit on the couch and rest my feet in his lap.
“I can be soft,” he says as if I’m accusing him of something. His large hands massage my swollen feet. “But I get greedy.”
