Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 69(@300wpm)
Men like him use any methods they can to make a deal, but it wouldn’t work on me. It still didn’t stop my wife from getting territorial. Unfortunately, she forgot how possessive I am.
“After a year of marriage, you still haven’t learned that you’re everything to me, Wife?” I lean down and bite her ear gently.
“I know, but…” She shivers, trying to stave off her release.
“No, don’t start. Take your fucking like you deserve, and remember that you are mine, and I’m yours.” I fist her hair and pump faster, shaking the furniture.
“Sawyer,” she pleads.
“Come for me, Wife.”
“Oh, hell, I’m coming,” she moans, her hands pressing onto my thighs using me for strength as her pussy clenches around my shaft. I watch her through the mirror and she’s a damn goddess and so incredibly sexy. I let go, emptying load after load into her.
“Carry me to bed, Mr. Masterson.”
“Awfully bossy when I’m the boss.”
“Get used to it, or fire me.”
“Never.”
“Don’t say never. I’ll need a replacement soon.”
“Why?” I stare at her, hoping she’s saying what I believe she is.
“I’m having your baby, Sawyer.”
“Oh my…fuck, yes.” I pick her up and spin her around, kissing her wildly.
She’s everything to me. It’s taken us so long to start a family, but I’m happy to finally have our little one on the way. I’m so glad she moved next door all those years ago.
Jillian
I’m waddling again. My third pregnancy with babies four and five is almost over. Sawyer has a perpetually smug look on his face whenever anyone mentions that I’m pregnant again, like he’s scored another multi-million-dollar deal or something.
“What’s wrong, beautiful?” my mother says as I make my way over to the sofa.
“I look like a cow.”
“You are perfect, and don’t let Sawyer hear you say that.”
“Oh, yeah. He’ll never let me hear the end of it. I’m beautiful in his eyes.”
“You’re having twins again, and the only thing large on you is that tummy. You are stunning, Jillian, and even if you were larger, I don’t think Sawyer would care. The man is obsessed.”
“Are we back to this again?” A deep growl comes from the doorway.
“Husband, mind your business. At least you can see your feet.”
“Not when my dick’s hard, and you’ve got that working overtime lately.” He winks at me.
“Whoa, I am right here.”
“Well, your daughter started it. I’m just reassuring her how beautiful she is.”
“Enough, the two of you.”
“I’m going to check up on my grandbabies.”
“They’re playing nicely with Grandpa,” Sawyer says, taking the seat she just vacated. He lifts my feet off the floor, slipping off my sandals. She nods and waves us off. “So can you see them now, Wife?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” His strong hands begin massaging the right one.
“Ah,” I moan, closing my eyes. My other foot is inches from his cock, and he’s quick to move it before I accidentally kick him. “Careful, Jillian. I don’t need a repeat.”
“I made up for it, though.”
“Yes, but I’d rather you just suck my cock for pleasure instead of penance.”
“I do enjoy when you punish me, though.”
“Another time, baby. How are you feeling—besides ready to get these little ones out of you?” He switches feet and works the other, and I’m panting from the pure bliss.
“Hot.”
“That you are, Mrs. Masterson.”
“Are you trying to seduce me, sir?”
“We can get rid of our guests, and I’ll spend all evening seducing you.”
“I’d like that.” He leans over to kiss me, and a pain rips through my core. “We’re going to have to ask them to stay,” I whimper.
His face reads mine. “The babies?”
“Yes.” Seconds later, he has me sitting up. “It hasn’t broken yet, but I think I should go to the bathroom.” I go to stand and he’s helping me up, but as I get to my feet. My water pops like a freaking balloon, gushing all over my living room.
“I’m going to tell your parents so we can go.”
“No. Help me change, and then I can say bye to the kids first.”
“Okay, sweetheart.” I rush into the downstairs bedroom where I have a spare change of clothes just in case and just for this moment. Sawyer helps me out of the wet clothes and kisses my belly. “Let’s do this safely, boys.” He stands straight and kisses my lips. “I love you, Jilly Bean.”
“I love you too.” He takes my hand and leads me to the backyard.
“Mom, Dad, it’s that time,” Sawyer says, pressing a hand to my belly. “We’re heading out. Stay here, and we’ll keep you updated.”
We already had everything packed in the vehicle for the past week just in case, but I feel like I’m missing something. I need to see my little ones before we leave.
I give them each a quick kiss. “Christina, be a good girl for Grandma and Grandpa.”
“Always, Mama.”
“And help take care of your brothers,” Sawyer says.