Page 6 of CON: The Honeymoon


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Con lifts the top off the plates, and the scent of the lemon chicken hits my nostrils. “This is amazing, Con. Thank you.”

He takes the seat opposite me. “I organized it.” He smiles with pride. “All by my fucking self.” His grin widens making me chuckle.

“You did amazing, baby.” I entwine our fingers, resting them on the table beside my purse.

“I wanted to do something for you,” he admits with the look of vulnerability in his eyes that makes my heart constrict with love.

“You did the wedding,” I remind him. I mean, how many other husbands organize their weddings?

His lip quirks up at the side. “Meh. That was more for me.” He shrugs before breaking out into a grin.

“It was.” I laugh at him finally admitting what everyone has said all along.

“I wanted everyone to know you’re mine, Will. I wanted you to have the best of fucking everything because that’s what you always should have had.” Emotion clogs in his throat, and he shakes his head as though trying to banish the thoughts from his mind.

I drag my thumb over his hand. “You don’t have to prove anything anymore, Con. We’re yours.”

His blue eyes meet mine. “I know that. I just wanted everyone else to know it too.”

The breeze blows between us as our eyes stay locked, full of love, full of raw emotion and vulnerability. Full of need.

I clear my throat. “I have something for you.” With trembly hands, I take my hand from his, he watches me, scrutinizing my nervous movements as I open my purse and take the stick out, placing it in his hand. “You don’t have to keep trying to make up for the past. We need to live in the present. We have a future to look forward to, together.”

The moment he realizes the test in his hand is a positive pregnancy, his body jolts with awareness, his eyes fill with emotion, and his lip quivers. “Yeah?” His tear-filled eyes meet mine.

I struggle past my own emotions, tears clouding my vision. “Yes.”

He drags a hand through his hair and exhales loudly, stretching his arms above his head from behind as though overcome with emotion. He breathes out again before meeting my eyes. “Fuck, Will. I’m going to be the best husband and daddy, ever.” And I know he is. I see it every day with the bond he has with Keen. The way he dotes on the mangey dog and the way he tries to please me, sometimes desperately.

“I know you will, because you already are, Con.”

He stands and I follow suit, his hands meet either side of my face as his lips slam against mine in an all-consuming kiss that makes me stand on my tiptoes to embrace.

His mouth pulls away, leaving us breathless.

“I love you, baby.” His eyes search mine, waiting for my response.

“I love you too, Con.” His shoulders relax, and a smile creeps over his face.

“I need to make love to you right now. My dick is soaking my pants at the thought of you pregnant.” I glance down to his pants, and sure enough, a wet spot has emerged, making me chuckle at his eagerness.

ChapterSix

Will

Con stares down at me splayed out on the sheets, eyes locked onto my flat, smooth stomach. He flattens his palm over it and says, “I can’t believe there’s a baby in there.”

My head pops up off the pillow. “There is. And as sweet as you’re being, I really need you to fuck me now, Con. I’ve waited all day,” I admit as I nibble my lip.

Her head pops up off the pillow. “There is. And as sweet as you’re being, I really need you to fuck me now, Con. I’ve waited all day,” I admit as I nibble my lip.

He chuckles as he positions himself between my legs, dragging the tip of his cock up and down my wet slit, making me moan in delight and impatience. “Please.”

“You want this cock?”

“You know I do.”

“How much?”

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