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His hand finds my stomach and he rests it there for a brief moment, just before he kisses me thoroughly. Leaving me breathless as he murmurs against my lips, “Do you think you’re pregnant?”
I go completely still, now actually out of breath. I shove at his shoulders so he has no choice but to meet my gaze and I notice the hopeful expression on his face.
As if he’s not objecting to the possibility of me being pregnant.
“Well?” he asks when I still haven’t said anything.
“I-I don’t know.” I swallow hard, my voice shaky. “I haven’t really thought about it.”
“I have,” he says without hesitation, his gaze skimming over my face. “You haven’t been feeling well. I hear you’ve thrown up a few times.”
I frown, wondering where he heard that.
And then I remember I told Ash at Thanksgiving. Who probably proceeded to tell Winston and Winston told Perry. Meaning he’s been holding onto this for a while now, and never mentioned it to me.
Hmm. My husband can keep a secret when he wants.
“I just figured it was due to stress because of what happened,” I tell him, my fingers working the buttons on his shirt, slowly undoing them, revealing all that smooth skin beneath. The tattoos. The heavy silver necklace is still around his neck, despite no one being able to see it. My rebellious, sexy husband, I think as I trace my finger along the chain.
“You should probably take a test,” he says, delivering the sweetest kiss ever upon my lips. I immediately want another one. “What if you are?”
“I’m sure I’m not,” I say automatically, frowning as I think of all the times we’ve had sex, especially recently, with no condom. I should probably go on birth control. I keep meaning to, but maybe…
Huh.
Maybe it’s not necessary?
A flare of panic rises up inside of me and I suck in a breath, the sound getting Perry’s attention.
“What?” He strokes the side of my face, his voice low and comforting. “What’s wrong?”
“Having a baby, that’s…” Terrifying. Exciting. Nerve-wracking. Awful. Wonderful.
All of the emotions swirl within me and a wave of nausea hits, making me close my eyes as I try to will it away.
“You’re just a baby yourself,” he murmurs. “But I think you’ll make a terrific mother.”
A smile curls my lips despite the war currently occurring deep within me. “Oh, and you’re so much older and wiser than me.”
“I’ve got a few years on you.” He kisses me before I can argue further and I lose myself in the minty fresh taste of him. The kiss is long and tongue-filled, making me forget my troubles and that wave of nausea that threatened only moments before.
He reaches between us, undoing his belt. I help him along, until his erection is in my hands and I’m guiding him inside of me. He’s fully clothed, fucking me hard, murmuring all sorts of sexy things in my ear that makes my pussy clench around him tightly, the orgasm already hovering just in the distance.
“Don’t forget,” he says as I cling to his broad shoulders helplessly, “who this pussy belongs to.”
“You,” I answer, squeezing my thighs around his hips, sending him deeper.
Perry presses his forehead to mine, sliding almost all the way out of my body before he pushes back inside. A shuddery moan leaves me as he strokes me deep and I keep my eyes closed, though I can feel his gaze on me.
Always watching.
“Open your eyes.” When I do, I see the unmistakable pleasure glimmering in his gaze and my heart soars. “Feels so good fucking you. You take it so well, baby.”
A swell of emotion fills me and I lift my head, my lips seeking his. His compliments, his approval, just does something to me. I had no idea I would turn into this kind of woman who got off on hearing her husband murmur,good girlas he fucks her.
But I have. My entire body tenses in wait for those exact words to fall from his lips and I think he knows it.
That’s why he holds back. Saves it until I really deserve it.
