Page 22 of Don't Get Me Wrong


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Chapter Nine

Katie

Eight months later

Tonight's the night. I'm sure of it. I've been monitoring my cycles and I'm certain I'm ovulating.

Fertile. Ripe. God, that makes me horny.

All I need now is for my husband to get home. I twist the ring on my finger. We got married over winter break. I graduated just before. It’s a good time. I’m working on my master’s and doctorate degrees slowly while we grow our family.

When he comes home, he finds me waiting for him in our bed.

He stops in the doorway when he sees me. Leaning against the frame, his eyes darkening in appreciation at the sight of his woman in nothing but skimpy lingerie, he whistles lowly.

I crawl across the bed and then cross the room, stealing a quick kiss before dropping to my knees in front of him, making short work of his belt, unfastening his pants and pulling them down.

“Well, hello,” he says.

I wink at him and treat his cock to a gentle squeeze, and then run my hands up his muscular thighs to slowly peel down his boxers. “I missed you today.”

“I see that.” He groans as I suck in the head and immediately start working my way up and down his quickly growing shaft. His hands grip the doorframe, his head falls back in pleasure, and his eyes clothes as my eager mouth works him. His hand is in my hair, fucking my mouth faster...faster...until I feel him starting to get close.

“I fucking love being married,” he says, as I pop him out of my mouth before he spends what I want deep inside me.

He hauls me to my feet and walks me backward, kissing me deeply as we go. My knees hit the bed, and I tumble down to the mattress while he grins down at me as he kicks off his shoes and strips off the rest of his clothes. I crawl back up the bed, but he grabs me by the hips and hauls me onto my back, rending the expensive lingerie off in one desperate yank.

“Hey, that was expensive,” I protest.

He pins my wrists above my head. “I’ll buy you another one.”

“It won’t fit for long.” Not if all goes well on Project Baby.

His other hand delves into my pussy, two fingers deep, forcing a moan from me. “Eager girl, you want my cock, don’t you? You’re dripping wet.”

“I was playing with myself while I was waiting for you, Nick. You took so long to get home, and I need it so badly...” I know the words that make him crazy, and I never hesitate to use them. I like it when he goes caveman.

He flips me over, hauling my hips up, forcing my thighs to spread before he plunges deep into me from behind, somehow keeping my wrists in his grasp underneath me.

I'm restrained and helpless as he drills into me until my thighs are trembling and I'm moaning as he uses my body.

“You’re so perfect. I love you so much. I can’t wait to put my baby inside you.”

“I can’t wait, Nick. I want your baby so badly.”

Without warning, he releases my wrists and flips me onto my back, shoves a pillow beneath my hips, spreads my legs wide and plunges back into me. “I want to look into your eyes when I come.”

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