I smiled up at him. “Thanks, buddy.”
“No problem.” He leaned down and kissed my cheek, then rubbed my belly gently, before helping his girls with their jackets and ushering his family out the front door.
“Anyone have homework?” Austin asked.
“No,” both my kids answered.
“Okay, go shower and get ready for bed.”
Once Cash and Archer left us, Austin sat on the sofa and set his beer on the coffee table. “How are my girls?”
I rolled my head to smile at him. “We’re good, honey.”
“Yeah?”
I nodded. “So good, I kinda wanna do dirty stuff to you.”
He laughed, but his eyes got soft as he leaned over and kissed me gently. “As soon as the boys are in for the night, I’ll let you.”
I licked my lips in anticipation. I loved this pregnancy. Mostly because I was horny all the time. Maybe it was because I was having a girl this time. With Cash and Archer, I was sick a lot and it took a while for me to feel normal. Now, however, I couldn’t keep my hands off my husband and Austin was way into it.
Truth be told, he was always way into it, pregnancy or not.
Austin turned on the television for me, and as he went through the bedtime ritual with the boys, I found myself in and out of wakefulness for the next hour or so.
A gentle kiss woke me and I smiled up at my man. “Hey.”
“Hey, baby. Let’s get you into bed.”
I shivered. “Yes, please.”
“To sleep.” He held his hands out and I let him pull me up.
“Hell, no. You promised.”
“Did I?”
I leaned forward and ran my tongue over his bottom lip. “You absolutely did.”
He stroked my cheek. “You sure?”
“Ohmigod, Booker, get your sexy ass in the bedroom and get naked.”
He chuckled. “Usin’ my club name... you must be serious.”
“I’m horny, so yes, I’m very serious.”
He grinned, taking my hand and leading me to our bedroom. Once he locked us in, his mouth was on mine and he was removing our clothes. I loved how he could undress me in ten seconds or less (we’d timed it once), and then it was all about me and what I wanted.
“On your back,” I said, and Austin stretched out on the bed.
“You gonna let me taste you?”
I smiled. “Of course I’m gonna let you taste me. I’m not a monster.”
He chuckled and pointed to the headboard. “Assume the position, baby.”
I crawled onto the bed and anchored myself to the headboard, while Austin slid his face between my legs, raising his head to run his tongue over my clit.
I shivered as my body responded to him, like it always did. As he focused on sucking my clit, he slid two fingers inside of me and I dropped my head back as he played my pussy like an electric guitar. God, what this man could do to me, even after all these years.
My walls contracted around his fingers and then he was guiding me onto his cock and I was riding him while his thumb connected with my clit again.
“Austin,” I breathed out.
“Hold it, baby,” he begged.
It had always been difficult for me to keep my orgasms at bay, but over the past few months, it became virtually impossible. Austin knew this.
“Get there, honey,” I ordered.
He gripped my hips and slammed up into me again and again, then finally, he grunted out, “Now, baby,” and I came, settling my hands on his chest and smiling as we caught our breath.
“Fuck, I love you,” he rasped.
“Back atya,” I said, and climbed off of him, heading to the bathroom, sitting on the edge of the tub and settling my hands on my belly.
He followed. “What’s wrong?”
I took a slow, deep breath. “Just had a little cramp.”
He hunkered down in front of me. “No more sex.”
I gasped. “Um, no, you don’t get to arbitrarily make that decision.”
“Dani, you’re barely a month away from having our baby girl. I will not put you in jeopardy.”
“But I can’t go all that time without sex, Austin.”
He sighed. “You just want me for my body.”
“Well, this is true, but you knew that going into this partnership.”
He chuckled. “I’m gonna get you some Tylenol, then bed for you.”
I kissed him quickly. “I can live with that.”
He grinned and after helping me into bed, he held me close and whispered to our baby until I fell asleep.
Payton
“I got it,” Lily called out after the doorbell pealed.
“I will get it,” Hawk growled.
“Dad!”
“Baby girl, get your ass away from that door.”
“It’s Maverick.”
“And I’m gonna answer it.”
I rolled my eyes. Lily was almost seventeen and had been in love with Maverick Quinn since she was five (and he with her), but Hawk had a rule (one of many), and that was that he answered the door after six p.m. No exceptions.
“Ohmigod,” she said with a groan.
“Go help your mom in the kitchen.”
The doorbell pealed again, and Lily and Hawk argued for a few more seconds before my girl stomped into the kitchen. “I think Dad’s on his period.”
I chuckled. “He just wants a couple of minutes with Maverick.”
“Well, that sounds ominous.”
I handed her a knife and nodded to the veggies. “Chop.”
“I don’t think you should be handing me a knife, Mom. My man isn’t in front of me in one piece yet, and Dad’s the reason he isn’t.”
Our heads turned at the sound of Maverick and Hawk laughing, so I once again nodded to the veggies. “I think you’re good.”
She sighed, but started to chop just as her brothers walked in. Hunter snagged a piece of carrot from Lily’s pile and popped it into his mouth.
“Why’s Dad grillin’ Mav?” Case asked.
Case wasn’t really Case. He was Lincoln, but when he was little, he was extremely bossy and was always getting on everyone’s case, so we’d called him “Case,” and it had stuck. Now, no one ever called him Lincoln, and it
