Page 28 of A Million Pieces


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“You bet your sweet ass I am.” He grabs my hand and kisses it.

We reach the restaurant, and he finds a parking spot and we climb out. He grabs my hand, and we head inside. The hostess gives him goo-goo eyes and I roll my eyes, but even as a teenager, I dealt with girls wanting him.

I push those thoughts away because a certain beach blonde skank comes to mind, and tonight is about us.

“Baby?”

Jerking my head, I look up at Hank. “Sorry, I spaced out for a minute.” I flash him a smile and take his hand, following behind the hostess.

The table she seats us at is right by the fireplace. Hank pulls out my chair for me, and I sit. After he pushes my seat in, he moves around, taking the seat across from me.

“I haven’t been here since the last time you brought me.” Gage had beentwo weeks old, and it was our anniversary. His parents came over and stayed with him while we had dinner.

Hank grabs my hands. “You did not want to leave him. Remember I had to drag you out of the house. You ate that New York Strip so fucking fast.”

I laugh along with him, and it feels so good. It feels like it is cleansing my soul. “Ugh…don’t remind me. I got so sick that night.”

Our waiter interrupts us to take our drink order. Hank orders a beer and I just order a water with lemon, boring. Why is it that when you’re able to drink, you might not want to, but when you can’t, you want one so bad.

“Do you think we’re having a boy or a girl?” he asks before taking a sip of his beer.

I smile and bite my lip. “I don’t know. A part of me thinks it’s another boy, but then I dream of little girls.” Shaking my head, I grab my glass of water and take a sip. “I just want the baby to be healthy.” I blink rapidly to keep from crying.

“Hey, no tears, baby.” He comes around and squats down next to me. “This baby is going to be amazing, just like Gage was, and Tripp is.”

I take a deep breath. “You’re right. I can’t be afraid the same thing will happen.” Leaning in close, I whisper. “I am so terrified.”

Hank brushes my hair back. “I’ll be right beside you, holding your hand the entire time, okay?”

I nod. “Yeah, okay.” Giving him a reassuring smile, I lean forward and kiss his lips. “Thank you.”

He gets up and sits back in his seat. The waiter returns to take our order, and then Hank grabs my hand, stroking the back with his thumb.

Chapter Eighteen

Hank

Brooke’s juices coat my mouth as she sits on my face. Fuck, her pussy tastes like heaven. I grip her thighs as she rocks back and forth. Her moans are music to my ears.

Thrusting my tongue inside her, and she begins rubbing her clit, I feel it the moment she begins to come because her thighs begin to quake. I let her ride it out and then flip her to her back.

She reaches between us, guiding me to her entrance. In one thrust, I’m buried balls deep inside of her. Groaning as I feel her ripple around me, I begin to thrust in and out of her at a frenzied pace.

God, Brooke is so fucking tight, hot, and wet. I grab her hands and pin them above her head as I fuck her with deep, hard strokes. Her moans and cries become deafening as I work her closer and closer to another orgasm.

I quickly shackle her wrists in one hand and reach between us with the other. Rubbing her clit in slow circles, I know how she likes it, I feel her start to tighten around me. “Let me hear you let go, baby.”

Thrusting in and out slowly, I pinch her clit, leaning down and sucking her nipple into my mouth. She begins to spasm around me. Coming hard, she tightens around me. I release her nipple with a pop and kiss her deep.

I swallow her cries as she gets extremely tight and wet and I begin to pound her. That feeling starts at the base of my spine, slithering down to my balls. I come with a roar, jerking inside her over and over until I’m spent.

I’m careful as I let go of her wrists and she wraps her arms around me, pulling me down so we’re chest to chest. She lifts her head, kissing my lips, and giving a sexy little mewl.

“Still a screamer, I see.” I smile down at her, rubbing my thumb back and forth across her lower lip.

Brooke pokes me in the ribs. “Oh shut up.” She sticks her tongue out at me, and I give a quick thrust of my softening cock and her mouth opens in a whimper.

Fuck, I’m getting hard again. “I hope you’re not tired,” I say just as we begin to fuck fast and hard. Before long, we’re both passing out from pure exhaustion, and I’ve never been happier.

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