Chapter Eight
Brooks
Her eyes widen at my statement, but I continue before she can respond. “For now, I think we need to see how many more times I can make you come before I do. Hell, you’re so responsive right now I bet I can make you come with my cock alone.”
Her eyes drop closed with a whimper as another full-body shiver falls over her. I’m so fucking hard at this point I could pound nails with my dick, so I really hope that’s an indication she’s ready for more.
She shakes her head as she bites her lip before answering. “I would’ve said no a minute ago, but apparently my body has other ideas. I swear you can make my pussy spasm with words alone, so I don’t doubt your dick can as well.”
There’s no containing my grin. “Fuck yeah.”
I finish pulling off her clothes, taking a moment to drink in the sight of all her lush curves bared to me.
My cock weeps at the sight of her generous tits with dark pink tips.
Her thick belly protruding slightly does nothing to quell the ache she’s ignited in me.
In fact, it has my heart racing thinking about her being pregnant with my baby next time.
Her hands cover the bump, and my gaze shoots up. She’s worrying her lip between her teeth and hesitation shines in her eyes. I move her hands before leaning in and kissing the mound.
Then I shed my clothes and revel in the way her jaw drops as she stares at my body, causing my cock to jump. I wrap my hand around it, tugging as tingles gather at the base of my spine. I’m so primed I’m afraid I’ll come as soon as I’m inside her wet heat.
“Turn over, sweetheart, brace on the armrest.” I don’t want to put pressure on her belly, and the couch isn’t big enough for the many other positions I’m intent on trying with her later when we’re in a bed.
She does as I instruct, sticking her ass out.
I groan, running my hands over the fleshy mounds presented to me before guiding my cock inside her.
I resist the urge to rut, mindful of her condition.
Slowly I glide in and out, attempting to keep things gentle, but then she’s slamming her ass back into my groin and the little control I have snaps.
My hips piston as her moans ramp up. Our flesh slapping together has my balls drawing up tight. Her walls clamp down, and she screams, gushing on my cock. My chest swells from the fact she came from my cock alone, as I predicted, before I follow her over, slamming home one last time.
My head feels like it exploded, and my heart is thundering out of my chest. I wheeze as I attempt to fill my lungs with oxygen. To say the earth moved would be an understatement. This woman has obliterated me, and I can’t wait to do it again.
After we both recover enough to move, we clean up and get dressed.
I make some lunch, heating up canned soup on the fire, like I did with the oatmeal we had for breakfast this morning.
Everlee’s jaw is cracking she’s yawning so hard after, so I suggest we take a nap on the makeshift bed in front of the fire.
It doesn’t take long before she’s out like a light, but I stay awake, delighting in holding her in my arms, while I envision all our future will hold. When she wakes up, it’s late enough that I need to go do the afternoon feeding before it gets too dark.
Since Everlee wants to get out and stretch her legs, I help her dress in some of Kayla’s outerwear.
The weather is warmer now, so it shouldn’t take as long to get everything done.
We walk hand in hand out to the barn in part so I can help keep her steady on her feet, but also because I can’t keep myself from touching her every opportunity I have.
I grab the axe from the barn before we tromp out to the cow pasture and check their water. It takes only a few whacks to break the thin ice, which had reformed since this morning. We head back to the barn to feed the horses. I introduce her to Lucky, my sorrel gelding.
“Here, hold your hand out.” When she does so, I drop a mint onto it. “Now hold it flat,” I instruct as I move her hand toward the gelding. He sniffs it before plucking the treat up with his lips. Her giggle as his whiskers brush her hand has me grinning.
“Ready to go back to the house? I think it’s about time I fed you now.”
She grins at me. “I want to be offended you just lumped me in with the animals, but my stomach is rumbling and it’s not from the baby.”
Swinging our clasped hands as we walk back to the house, I chuckle. “Well, we can’t have that, but I bet it’s kinda from the baby, and we can’t be letting our little one get hungry.”
She stops abruptly, pulling her hand from mine. “What did you just say?”
My brows pinch. “What?”
Frowning, she crosses her arms. “You said our little one.”
I shrug. “Well, yeah, you’re a package deal. I’ll love that baby as much as I do you because it’s part of you.”
“You can’t be serious.” Her voice rises, and her gaze darts around.
I realize I spoke without thinking, and now she’s panicking. “I am serious. Being with you is like being with Kayla, but with attraction. This relationship is everything I never knew existed.”
My attempt to undo the damage seems to fall flat when she shakes her head. My heart plunges as my mind races to try to figure out how to keep her from running.