Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86823 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
That would be something lovely to explain to the doctor.
His tongue slipped into my mouth and slid against mine, making me moan. I moved my hips so that I could feel his hard cock against my core and whimpered at the same time that he groaned. Fuck, we were like teenagers, but I didn’t care. Sex with Travis was out of this goddamn world.
I yanked my shirt over my head and slid my bra off. He laid me down on the bed and moved down to my breasts, sucking my nipples. I moaned loudly, tangling my fingers in his hair. He groaned when I tugged on his hair. “Travis, we can play around later,” I panted, my breathing harsh. “I want to feel you inside of me.”
“Fuck, baby,” he rasped.
I slid the rest of my clothes off and sat up. I reached forward and took off his belt and unsnapped his jeans as he kicked his boots off. I yanked his jeans and boxers down to the floor, and once he stepped out of them, he came down on top of me, his lips meeting mine aggressively.
He screwed up inside of me, and I cried out, digging my nails into his back. I wrapped my legs around him, and he pushed inside of me even harder.
His lips left mine, and he kissed and sucked down my neck. It would definitely leave dark, visible marks, but I didn’t care. The only thing I could focus on was how good his cock felt inside of me.
When we came, we were both breathing harshly. He kissed me softly and then laid his head on my chest after he pulled out of me. “Fuck, I can never get enough of you,” he whispered.
I ran my fingers through his hair. “Good,” I huffed out, making him chuckle. “I can’t ever get enough of you, either.”
He laced his fingers through mine. “I hate that you have to go back,” he muttered.
I sighed and kissed the top of his head. “I hate it, too, but you’ll be so busy that you won’t even notice that I’m gone.”
He shook his head, leaning up a little to look down at me. “Trust me, I’ll notice you’re gone, and so will everyone else. I’m going to end up being a real dick to all of these people once you leave. I’m never easy to deal with when you’re away from me.”
I pushed his sweaty hair back from his forehead. “Trust me, I know the feeling. We’ll make it work, though. I know we will. We’re Katie and Travis. We do what’s necessary to get and keep what we want.”
Travis chuckled and rubbed my belly. “You’re getting a small bump already,” he said softly, leaning down to place a tender kiss there.
I smiled. I hadn’t even noticed, so that meant it was too small for anyone to really notice. The fact that Travis paid enough attention to my body to notice that very small change made my heart swell with love.
Fuck me, I was going to miss him so much.
“I can’t wait until you’re really big,” he said softly. “I want to feel our baby kick you.”
Tears filled my eyes. Looking at Travis, you would never think he would be the kind of guy to get excited over having a baby. He seemed so closed off and unemotional, but when you really knew him, you knew that his love language was different. For him, sex with me was a way he expressed himself. He was always sweeter when we were in bed. I knew for a fact that it wasn’t an act. His dad had emotionally fucked him up, and the bedroom was where Travis was most comfortable showing his affection for me. Otherwise, it came out possessive, demanding, and controlling.
I knew this baby was one of the best things in his life, and he was seriously looking forward to it. Travis would take to fatherhood like a natural. I didn’t think that I would have any trouble getting him to help me; hell, I would probably never have to step in. That was how big of a deal this was for him.
“Are you ready to get up every two hours to feed it?” I asked softly.
“Of course,” Travis said easily. “I’d do anything for our child.”
He kissed my belly and laid his head on top of it and continued to rub it. I smiled and continued running my fingers through his hair.
We would be a perfect family. I just knew it.
25
Travis’s arms were wrapped around me when I woke up. He was awake and running his fingers through my hair. Tomorrow, I was leaving, and I knew neither of us was looking forward to it. But I had to leave. I was a Bloody Royal, and I had a responsibility to my family, just as Travis had his responsibilities here.