Chapter 27

Lucky – how Jett feels

Jett

“I ’m sorry.” I apologize as I drive away from the restaurant.

“What are you sorry for?”

“Those fans.”

Aurora snorts. “You’re a rockstar. Female fans throwing themselves at you is hardly a new experience.”

I don’t want anyone throwing herself at me except Aurora. She’s the only one I want.

She pats my thigh. “It’s okay. It’s not my first rodeo with a rock band. I know how things work.”

I scowl. Does she honestly think things haven’t changed? I’m not the man I used to be. I’m not letting women throw themselves at me when I have her.

She’s the only one I want to throw herself at me. The only one I want to see naked. The only one I want in my bed.

My cock perks up at the idea. It remembers how it feels to be buried deep in Aurora. It’s more than ready for a repeat.

“Things have changed,” I growl.

“They have?”

I hate the uncertainty in her voice. I hate how she rubs her hand over her belly where our baby is growing as if to protect her from me. I hate the distance between us.

“I told you I’m all in.”

She stares at me from underneath her lashes. “All in as in ready to have sex with me?”

My hands jerk and the car swerves to the side of the road. My brain manages to come online before we crash into a tree.

“You’re a tease.”

She points at her belly. “Little Bean is proof I’m not a tease. I put out.”

My cock immediately lengthens and hardens at her words. “Do you want me to pull over to the side of the road and have my wicked way with you in the backseat of Fender’s car?”

She bites her bottom lip. “Maybe.”

I tighten my hands on the steering wheel as my blood heats at the idea of stripping Aurora down. Of tasting every inch of her skin. Of touching every curve. Of burying myself deep into her heat. Until I don’t know where I end and where she begins.

I growl. “I am not fucking the mother of my child in the backseat of a car.”

“I guess you better hurry home then.”

Home. I’ve never had a home before. I have a house in San Diego but it’s not a home. It’s the place I sleep in when I’m in town.

But I want a home with Aurora. Somewhere filled with love and laughter. Somewhere for our children to grow up.

“When we get home, I’m going to lick every inch of you until you beg me to stop. Then, I’m going to bury myself deep in your pussy until you scream my name.”

She shivers and her eyes flare. But then she sniffs and lifts her nose in the air. “You can try.”

“Challenge accepted, feisty girl. Challenge accepted.”

I want to speed down the road to get home as fast as I can, but I grit my teeth and force myself to drive the speed limit. I have precious cargo aboard this vehicle and I’m not allowing any harm to come to either one of them.

By the time I park in front of the house, my zipper is imprinted on my cock. I jump out and rush around the front to open Aurora’s door.

I blow out a breath before I throw her over my shoulder. She’s pregnant. No stupid stunts with this woman who’s having my baby.

“Yoo-hoo, Aurora, Jett!” Feather shouts from across the street. “How did your appointment go?”

“I’m not telling you the sex of the baby so you can win the bet!” Aurora shouts back.

“But you do know the sex?”

Aurora groans.

I chuckle. “You walked right into that question.”

I grasp her hand and begin tugging her up the sidewalk. We need to get inside the house before Feather reaches us. I have no interest in fending off a gossip gal when my cock is hard enough to pound nails.

Leia walks out of her house next door with Bowie on a leash. She starts across the lawn, intent on returning Aurora’s puppy to her, but I motion for her to stop. She studies me for a moment before a grin overtakes her face.

“I’ll bring Bowie over later. Much later.” She winks.

“Don’t you dare steal my puppy, Leia!” Aurora yells.

“No need to worry. I have my own puppy, a daughter, and a fiancé to worry about. I don’t need another thing.”

“Really?” Feather asks. “You don’t need another child?”

Leia wags her finger at her. “Don’t you start a bet about when I’m going to get pregnant.”

“What if I didn’t start the bet?”

I usher Aurora into the house. When I shut the door behind us, she pouts. “But I want to hear how Leia holds off Feather and the gossip gals.”

I pin her against the door and press my hard length against her stomach. She gasps and her eyes flare. I lick a path from her neck to her ear before nibbling on the lobe.

“Do you want to listen to them, or do you want to finish what we started in the car?”

Goosebumps break out on her skin. “I want to finish what we started in the car,” she breathes out.

“Correct answer,” I murmur before picking her up.

She slaps my shoulder. “Set me down. I’m too heavy.”

“You are not heavy. Don’t you dare put yourself down.”

She rolls her eyes. “I’m not putting myself down. I’m being realistic. I’m chubby and pregnant.”

“You are not chubby. Do I need to spank you?”

Her eyes narrow but she can’t hide the way her body shivers with excitement. “Jett Peterson, you will not spank me.”

“You don’t want to feel my hand on your naked ass? You don’t want to feel the sting?”

“No fair. Your voice could make eating snakes sound appealing.”

I grin. I know exactly how much Aurora enjoys dirty talk when we’re in bed. And I plan to use the knowledge to my advantage. It’s only fair since she holds all the cards.

I enter my bedroom and lay her down on my bed.

“From now on, you sleep in this bed. With me. No more separate bedrooms. No more separate beds.”

Her eyes narrow. “You can’t order me around, Jett Peterson.”

I smirk. “Sure, I can.”

“Don’t be a pompous ass. We’ll discuss when we move into one bedroom. You’re not a caveman. You can’t order—”

Her words cut off with a gasp when I pinch her nipple. She thrusts her chest into my hands.

I knead her breasts until she’s writhing beneath me. Then, I stop to ask, “What were you saying?”

“Don’t stop.” She grabs my wrist and places my hand back on her breast.

I frown. “No, I don’t think you were begging me to continue.”

She growls. “I don’t beg.”

I raise an eyebrow. “You don’t?” I glide my hand over her breast down her chest. I pause at her stomach where our child is growing. I cradle the area with both hands.

“Our baby is growing here,” I murmur.

She places her hands over mine. “Yes, she is.”

“We’re having a girl. I hope she has your green eyes and blonde hair.”

“I hope she has your blue eyes.”

“If she’s as gorgeous as her mother, I seriously need to buy a shotgun.”

“There’s no need to flatter me. I’m already in your bed. I’m a sure thing.”

I tear my eyes away from where our baby is growing to meet her gaze. “I’m not flattering you. You are gorgeous.”

She opens her mouth to respond but I place a finger on her lips. “No. I told you before I won’t have you putting yourself down.”

Her face softens. But then she bites my finger. There’s my feisty girl.

“Did you forget what we’re doing here in this bed?”

“I didn’t forget.” I squeeze my cock through my jeans. Her eyes flare and she licks her lips. I groan. This woman is going to be the death of me. But I wouldn’t want it any other way.

She opens her mouth – probably to sass at me more – but I slam my mouth down on hers before she has a chance to speak. She sighs and I push my tongue inside. Her flower taste hits me. Damn, do I love flowers.

Her fingers dig into my shoulders and she pulls me closer, but I resist since I don’t want to squash her or our baby. I will never let any harm come to the two of them. I will protect them from everything and everyone. Even if the person I need to protect them from is me.

She wraps her legs around my waist and begins to rub her core against my cock. My cock strains against my zipper. I’m going to have permanent zipper marks at this rate.

Hold on. I don’t need to have zipper marks. Aurora is here. In my bed. Waiting for me to fuck her.

I slow the kiss and pull away. She mewls in protest. “Need to get you naked.”

“I approve.”

I chuckle as I remove her sweater and bra as quickly as possible. I throw the garments behind me before getting to my knees to work on her jeans. I frown when I notice they’re held together with a rubber band.

“What’s this?”

She rolls her eyes. “I haven’t exactly had time to go shopping for maternity clothes.”

The mother of my baby will not walk around with jeans held together by a rubber band. But I know better than to tell Aurora what I’m thinking. My feisty girl will argue with me and I’m done talking.

Once she’s naked and laid out before me, I stand to undress. I throw my clothes off and climb back onto the bed.

Aurora widens her legs and I fit my hips in between her thighs.

“Are you wet for me?” I ask as I hitch my cock at her entrance.

“Why don’t you find out?”

I inch inside and groan. “You’re dripping wet for me.”

“It’s your fault for being so sexy.”

I inch further inside. Her eyes fall closed and she wraps her legs around my hips.

I grit my teeth to stop myself from plunging fully into her. I don’t want to rush this. I want to show Aurora how special she is. How much I want her. How much I want to keep her. And prove to her I’m all in.

“You feel like heaven. I want to bury myself inside your pussy and never leave.” Crap. There’s a reason she feels better than anyone before. I freeze. “Oh shit. Oh shit.”

Her eyes fly open. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m bare. No condom.”

She rolls her eyes. “It’s not as if you can get me more pregnant.” She points to her belly. “Mission accomplished.”

I push her hair off of her face. “But I should be tested. Make sure I’m clean. I don’t want to risk you or the baby.”

She glares at me. “You said you haven’t had sex since we were together.”

“I haven’t. I promise. I wouldn’t lie to you about that.”

Her face softens. “Then, we’re good.”

“What?”

“When you were in the hospital in San Diego, I asked the doctor to run all the ‘usual’ tests.”

I should probably be mad at her. But if this means I can enter her bare, I don’t care.

“I’m clean?”

She smiles. “You’re clean and free to proceed.”

“I guess it’s time to make you scream.” I sink into her until my balls slap her ass.

She groans and her head falls back. “Yes.”

Groaning is good but I want more. I want her gasping for breath. Begging me to let her come. Time to get to work.

I sneak a hand between us and rub her clit as I thrust in and out of her.

“Your pussy is my favorite place to be.”

“My cock never wants to leave.”

“He wants to be buried here every second of the day.”

Her walls flutter around me each and every time I utter a dirty word.

“Do you want to come?”

She nods.

“I need to hear the words. Jett, owner of my orgasms, please let me come.”

She opens her eyes to snarl at me. “You do not own my orgasms.”

I get to my knees and throw her legs over my shoulders. “I can get deep this way. Has anyone else ever been this deep inside of you?”

She shakes her head.

“Has anyone ever made you feel this good?”

Another shake.

“Do you want me to rub your clit until you see stars?”

When I touch her clit, she gasps, and her walls tighten around me.

“Are you ready to come?”

“Yes.”

“Who’s making you come?”

“Drummer boy.”

My feisty girl never gives in. But I don’t push her anymore since my balls are heavy and tingling. I don’t have long before I explode.

I pinch her clit. “Come, Aurora. Come all over my cock. Milk me. Make me see stars.”

“Jett!” she shouts as her climax hits.

Her walls squeeze my cock until I have no choice but to come. I empty myself into her pussy. My thrusts are erratic as I come harder than I’ve ever come before.

“Aurora. Aurora. Aurora,” I chant until I’m wrung dry.

Once my heart rate returns to normal, I withdraw. I lay her legs on the bed and stand to go to the bathroom. When I return to clean her, she’s curled up on her side with a big smile on her face.

I use a warm washcloth to clean her before throwing it on the floor and climbing into bed. I wrap my arms around Aurora and pull her near.

“I love you,” she murmurs.

I freeze. Aurora loves me?

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