Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 78(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15560 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 78(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 52(@300wpm)
“I love you, too.” Calista hugs me closer and sighs. “I thought I was in real trouble when the creep shoved me into the back of his car.” A shudder runs through her curvy frame, and I rub slow circles on her back, attempting to help her relax.
All I want to do is take her home and run a hot bath for the both of us, but there are more pressing matters. “Dillon will need a full statement from you, but first, I’m taking you home and handcuffing you to my bed. I’m never letting you out of my sight again.”
“Actually, I won’t need a statement. We’re going to sweep this under the rug since Dante has already taken care of Angelo’s punishment.”
I’m not happy that I won’t get a chance to face the asshole after what he did to my girl, but I’m too happy to have her back to cause shit with the mob boss who helped me get her back.
“Come on, you two, I’ll drive you back to the brewery to get your vehicle. Take the rest of the week off to make sure your girl is taken care of.”
I’m not going to fucking turn down his offer. I plan to spend the next few days tying my girl to me for life.
Once I give her my last name, I’m going to fuck her sweet pussy until I’m positive my child is growing in her belly. Then I’m going to handcuff her little ass to my bed and keep her there for the foreseeable future.
Epilogue
Calista
Four years later
I’m about to pop. Literally. I’m three days overdue, and I’m taking matters into my own hands. It’s time to evict our little boy.
I started my maternity leave two weeks ago, thinking our second baby would come a week early like our first child, but this little one had other plans. He’s been stubbornly refusing to cooperate.
Cohen still works as a deputy part-time and spends the rest of his time as a stay-at-home husband and father. For our wedding gift, Roman gave us a lifetime membership at The Sterling Rope, and we use the private rooms every now and then. In fact, I’m pretty sure the night we celebrated my birthday with a pair of handcuffs was the night we created this little one. My heart rate kicks into overdrive just remembering that pleasurable night.
My husband strolls into the bedroom and comes to a stop when he sees me spread out naked on top of the soft comforter.
“It’s time for this baby to come out.” I spread my legs, giving him a good look at how wet I am for him.
“I’ll do whatever I can to help things along.” My husband slides his pajama pants down his legs and kicks them away. His large erection bounces up against his stomach as he strolls over to the side of the bed and gently lies down next to me.
When he rolls my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, I arch my back and cry out his name. Pregnancy hormones are no joke. I feel like I’m on a rollercoaster, cruising between horny as heck and weepy.
Right now, it’s the insanely horny side that has control of me. I reach down and wrap my hand around his hard shaft, giving him a little squeeze.
He rolls me away from him and presses his warm body up against my back before lifting my leg and laying it over his thigh. I relax back against him as he slides two fingers into my wet opening and presses deep. My inner walls clench around his digits while he rubs his rock-hard erection against my rear end.
Electricity zips along my nerves as a small orgasm slowly trickles down my spine. He runs his tongue along the back of my neck before gently biting down on the spot that he knows drives me freaking crazy.
I groan his name and reach behind my back to stroke his hard cock. He pushes my hand out of the way and lines his erection up with my opening before slowly pressing deep into my pussy with one thrust. He wraps his arm around my huge belly and gently holds me close while slowly circling his hips.
I dig my nails into his arm and hold on for his gentle loving. He pinches my clit between his fingers, and I bite my lip to keep from screaming as an orgasm rolls through me.
He slows his thrusts, letting me recover from my first orgasm before slowly building me up to a second one.
“I love you,” I breathe as the tremors subside.
“I love you, too.” He kisses behind my ear and gently tweaks my sensitive nipple, sending me over the edge again. This time, I clench my inner muscles tight around his cock, making sure he comes with me.