Slade

“Slade.”

“Doc.”

She elbowed him.

Slade chuckled before his hands caressed her body until he gripped her hips. He lifted her and she bit her lip as he eased her down onto his stiff cock until he filled her pussy. She sank deeper as her body lowered all the way until she sat completely over his lap.

“Better, Trisha?”

“You’re such an asshole.”

He thrust up into her. “You’re a doctor. Did you fail a test on anatomy? That’s not where I am.”

“Fuck you,” she moaned.

“No, Trisha. That’s what I’m going to do to you.”

He gripped her hips and thrust up into her hard and fast. Water sloshed over the edge of the tub but Trisha ignored that while she moaned. Slade shifted them and gripped her hips a little lower, proving his strength. He lifted her up and down on him, his hands easily manipulating her weight, and set a faster pace that left her mindless with ecstasy.

Slade’s entire body tensed as he came and began to swell inside her. She was so close to climaxing but Slade slowed moving her over him as he growled viciously. He jerked before his body stilled.

“Sorry,” he growled.

Crap. Trisha nodded, sexually frustrated, as Slade suddenly moved his legs and forced her thighs open wider. Her body ached with the need to climax but she tried to ignore it until she watched Slade grab the baby lotion again. He poured it on his fingers a second time before they dipped under the water. Trisha moaned when he teased her clit.

“Tell me if I hurt you,” he ordered softly. “I am still really swollen.”

She didn’t care. The pleasure became too overpowering from what his fingers were doing to her as he played with her swollen bud, rubbing circles and coaxing moans from her. Slade moved inside her gently, not withdrawing far, and just fucked her deep.

The pressure she experienced from his swelling and the feeling of his fingers 199

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manipulating her sex had her shouting his name when she threw her head back against him. Sheer rapture tore through her as the climax gripped her. Slade growled.

“Forget me hurting you.” He gripped her hips, holding her very still. “You’re killing me, sweet thing. God, you clamp around me so hard it hurts. That will teach me to let you come first.”

“Sorry.” She didn’t mean it in the least.

He chuckled. “It’s a good way to go.” His lips brushed her neck. “Relax, Doc.”

She elbowed him. “You’re inside. What’s the rule?”

“Ouch. Sorry, Trisha.”

“Stop calling me Doc.”

“But it’s what you are.”

Trisha turned enough to see his face and clenched her muscles. Slade winced.

“I give. I’ll stop calling you Doc. You’re squeezing me to death. Swelling, remember?”

She smiled and relaxed against Slade. “Now you get to hold me. I really love that whole swelling thing.”

“So did I until you nearly squeezed me to death.”

Trisha grinned and reached for the washcloth. “I’ll make it up to you.”

* * * * *

Trisha couldn’t look away from a smiling Slade as she grinned back. Brass sighed loudly.

“Is this how it’s going to be until that baby arrives? You two will make me lose this fine turkey sandwich dinner. I know you keep rubbing her thigh under the table, Slade.”

Trisha turned her gaze on Brass. “It is a great sandwich. Thank you for making them. I love the bacon you added.”

“Yes,” Slade chuckled. “We’re going to be having lots of sex until and after the baby arrives. I love to touch her and I plan on doing it often.”

The phone rang. Slade winked at Trisha and rose to retrieve the phone. He turned his back to the table, talking quietly.

“Are you feeling better now? No more sickness?” Brass gave her a concerned stare.

“I’m good.” She took a bite of her sandwich. “I mostly feel sick in the afternoons.”

“I thought it was morning sickness.”

She shrugged. “Tell it to the baby.”

Brass laughed. “It won’t listen.”