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“Like heaven,” he says.
“Hardly descriptive,” I say and raise my face to kiss him.
Our lips mesh together, and for the next few minutes, we feast on each other’s mouths and let our hands lazily roam over each other.
“Wait,” I say when we pause to catch a breath. “What are you doing back home? Did you forget something?”
“Even better,” Brad says. “Apparently, the shifts got mixed up, and the Chief asked if I could do a night shift today.”
“Oh.”
Brad sweeps in again and plants kisses on my neck. “Do you know what that means?”
“No, what?”
“It means that I have all day to ravish my wife,” he says and pushes me back into the bedroom.
“Sounds good, but what about tomorrow? The custody case is tomorrow. Won’t you be too sleepy?”
“I’ll be fine. Besides, we do catch a few winks during the night shift. Don’t worry. I’ll be fine.”
I sigh when he gently drops me back on the bed. He lifts my T-shirt and kisses my belly. My heart stops. Can he feel it? Can he tell that we have a baby growing in there? He moves away from my belly and inches up, sending electricity to my pussy with his kisses.
It is so tempting to blurt it out, especially when he cups my face and looks at me with such tenderness in his eyes. Brad has feelings for me. Of that, I have no doubt. But are they strong enough that he would want a future with an unplanned child and me?
I can’t expect that from him.
“Are you all right?” he says. “You looked a little sad.”
I smile. “Me? How can I be sad when I have a hunk of a man waiting to eat my pussy?”
“You’re so romantic, wifey,” Brad says. “But I like it. I love a woman who knows what she wants.”
I sigh deeply as he arranges himself between my legs and then proceeds to pull down my shorts and panties. He kisses my belly again, and I bite down on my mouth. This is not the right time to tell him. We must concentrate on the custody case.
All rational thought escapes me when Brad’s tongue probes my pussy folds. I hiss and make noises that would otherwise be embarrassing but are acceptable under the circumstances. His tongue and hands are magical. They do things that propel me from this world to the next. For the next hour, I’m in heaven as he loves me with his hands, tongue, and his cock.
Later, we lie intertwined in each other’s arms. Brad strokes my hair and my face as if he cannot get enough of me.
“I thank God for the day you decided to rent the house next door,” Brad says. “The moment I laid eyes on you—”
“You wanted to rip my clothes off and fuck me!” I finish for him with a laugh.
“Actually, yes,” Brad says. “Every time I saw you, all my blood dropped to my cock. I’ve never been so hot for a woman.” Why does he have to be so perfect? He knows the right words to say all the time. He builds me up this husband of mine; makes me feel as if I can fly.
“I felt the same, you know,” I tell him and chuckle when I remember telling Jessica about my hot neighbor. “I used to stand behind the curtain to watch you coming home. Does that weird you out?”
“Not at all. It’s flattering that a sexy, smart woman like you would have the hots for me.”
The day goes by too fast. At some point, we manage to get some food into our tummies. And then go back to bed for another lovemaking session. All too soon, it’s almost time for Isaac to come home. We jump into the shower together and proceed to wash each other.
“I’m so sore,” I tell Brad.
“I’ll be gentle,” he says and goes on to do just that. He pours shower gel into the palm of his hand and washes my pussy gently, rubbing softly between the folds.
I take a turn to wash him too, marveling at his muscular build. I have to keep telling myself that this hunk of a man belongs to me. At least for now. And several months from now, he’ll be the father of my baby, and Isaac will have a baby sister or brother.
Unexpectedly, emotion grabs me by the throat. I visualize Isaac playing with a baby sibling. I see him being a protective big brother. That’s the kind of sweet kid Isaac is. He would be an awesome big brother.
“Worried about tomorrow?” Brad says as we towel each other dry.
I shake my head. “Not really. Our relationship is real enough. I will be happy when it’s over, though, and you can get a good night’s sleep. I feel you tossing and turning at night.”
