“Sweetheart, we’re going awfully fast,” he murmured against her ear, his breath sending wisps of hair fluttering against her temple.
“I don’t think four years is fast,” she breathed, her pulse accelerating at the thought that they’d soon be joined.
“Why don’t we head to the bedroom? Let me undress you and explore your lovely, naked body slowly.”
“Later,” she murmured against his ear. “Right now, I want you inside me.”
She pulled the crotch of her panties aside, and pushed herself up on her knees. Locking gazes with him, she pressed his cockhead to her slick opening.
“Fuck, you’re so wet.”
She murmured softly as she lowered her body onto his thick shaft. His eyes glittered with heat as he filled her, slowly, stretching her as his cock went deeper and deeper.
Finally, he was all the way inside and they stared at one another, drawing in deep breaths.
It was so intense. So intimate.
She stroked his cheek.
“I love you, Del.” Then she pressed her lips to his.
His arms tightened around her and his tongue plunged into her mouth. He thrust it deep, in and out, as his cock twitched inside her. She squeezed his shaft with intimate muscles, sending pleasure skittering through her.
Then he rocked his hips, pushing deeper inside her. Driving the pleasure higher.
She tore her lips from his. “Oh, God, Del, you feel so good inside me.”
“And you feel fucking good around me, sweetheart.”
She cupped his face in her hands, then lifted her body. She began moving. Up and down. His cock gliding along her passage, stroking her. Sending waves of delight through her.
“Fuck, Abi, I’m not going to last long.”
“Me neither.” She already felt the rising tide.
She kept riding him, taking his cock deep each time. He rocked, rising as she lowered onto him. His hands grasped her hips and he guided her faster.
“Oh, God. I’m so close,” she cried.
She trembled with the intense joy swelling inside her.
“Oh, yeah. Fuck.” His cock throbbed inside her.
She squeezed him and he groaned. Joy burst through her as she surged over the edge. She moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders tightly as she rode the wave.
“Fuck, sweetheart. You’re coming.”
She nodded, her whole body trembling with bliss. He kept guiding her up and down, stoking the pleasure as she shattered in ecstasy.
“Oh, yeah!” He pulled her tight to him, groaning in her ear.
The feel of his cock erupting inside her, filling her with his hot seed, sent her to new heights of euphoria. She clung to him, moaning at the intensity of the orgasm.
Finally, she collapsed against him. She rested her head on his shoulder as he slumped back on the couch, the two of them panting.
After a moment, he twitched inside her and she giggled.
“Do you find something funny?” he asked.
She gazed up into his glittering eyes, loving the warm glow she saw there. “No. I’m just deliriously happy.”
* * *
After eating the pizza, which they reheated, they sat back on the couch and Abi snuggled into Del’s arms.
On the drive here, her head had been swirling with chaotic thoughts and conflicting emotions. Delight at actually being pregnant. Worry because she was pregnant again while not in a stable marriage.
She wanted to just be able to feel the joy at regaining her dream of being a mother.
Her overriding concern was Liam. How would he react?
Of course, she knew the answer. He would double his efforts to win her back. He wanted a baby and he’d convinced himself he wanted her. Now he would believe he could have both. She was sure there was no way out.
But now, here in Del’s arms, she relaxed. She wasn’t in this alone. Del would stand by her side and together they would figure it out.
He kissed the top of her head. “What are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking I’m glad I’m here. I’m thinking that maybe, after everything that’s happened, I can actually find my happily-ever-after.” She gazed up at him and smiled. “With you.”
He smiled. “If you keep talking like that, I’ll start to get the idea that you might eventually accept my proposal.”
“I’m just worried I’ll never get out of this marriage with Liam. And if I do…” She gazed up at Del, into his warm, green eyes. “Oh, Del, do you think he’ll take the baby away from me? If I convince him we can’t be together … You know how much he wants a baby.”
“Sweetheart, I won’t let that happen.”
She didn’t know how Del could make that promise. Liam had the money and the will to get whatever he wanted.
Almost. He couldn’t have her.
But he’d be a formidable enemy if he decided to go after custody of the baby.
“Come here, sweetheart,” Del said, pulling her closer. “Don’t stress about it. We’ll figure it out.”
She felt so protected in Del’s arms. So loved.
A buzzing sounded from her purse, and she leaned over and grabbed it from the floor, then pulled out her phone. She glanced at the display and saw a text from her sister.
“It’s from Jaime.”
As she read the text, her heart rate accelerated.
“Oh, no. I was supposed to go to her place for dinner tonight. I was supposed to be there an hour ago and now she’s worried sick.”
She realized there were other texts. She dialed Jaime’s number.
“Abi,” Jaime said, as soon as she picked up. “Where are you?”
Jaime’s voice was tight with concern.
“I’m so sorry,” Abi said. “I totally forgot.”
God, that sounds so lame.
“Something came up,” she hurried on to say, “and it totally distracted me.”
“Well, it’s not a great excuse, but because I’m so relieved you’re not dead in a ditch somewhere, I’ll let it go. So head over now. I’ll hold dinner.”
“No, I can’t. I made other plans that I can’t break.”
She could sense the tension on the other side of the line … imagine Jaime’s knuckles turning white as her hand clenched around the phone.
“We made these plans over a week ago. Now
