by J. Lea
“Call me when you get there, okay?” I say, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
“Yes, I’ll call you after we land.”
I bend down to kiss her. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“I can’t wait.” She could light up the whole world with the smile she gives me.
“One more thing…” I stop her. “Will Todd be there tomorrow?”
“Haven’t I told you?”
“Told me what?” I ask with suspicion. I feel I’m not going to like what she’s about to tell me.
“Actually, Todd and I are going to be roomies,” she announces, biting her lower lip.
“You’re going to be what?” I exclaim so loud, people around us are giving us weird looks. I don’t give a shit. All I care about is the fact April is going to share a home with Todd fucking Peters.
“Yes. We’ve come to the conclusion it’d be easier for both of us if we lived together.”
“Over my dead body. Under no condition are you living with him under the same roof.” I imagine April walking around the apartment dressed only in a tank top with no bra in the mornings, while Todd eye-fucks her. My blood starts boiling. No way in hell.
“Mister O’Rilley, don’t tell me you’re jealous,” she says in a singing voice.
“Of Todd? Never.” Pft.
“Then it should pose no issue that we’re also sharing a room.”
My eyes widen in horror. “No, no fucking way. I’d be able to maybe stomach the thought of you two as roommates, somehow, with great difficulty, but sharing a bedroom with a guy who wants to nail you is not an option. I won’t allow it! Only I can share a room with you. No one else.”
“You’re so hot when you’re jealous.” She runs her index finger down my chest.
“You’re not sharing a room, and that’s it!”
Her smile turns into a grin. She’s looking at me with sparkles in her eyes and she starts laughing out loud.
“What?” I ask. What’s so funny?
“I wish you could’ve seen your face,” she bends over in laughter.
“My face?” I say, dumbfounded.
“Yes, you’re not sharing a room, and that’s it!” she lowers her voice, badly imitating me.
“I was being serious.”
“I know, baby. And I was just messing with you,” she laughs.
“Are you for real? So, Todd’s not going to share a room with you?”
She shakes her head. “And he’s not going to be my roommate, either.”
“No sharing of apartment?”
“Nope.”
“Woman, you’re going to give me grey hair,” I exhale in relief. “Just know that tomorrow, when I see you, you’ll be in serious trouble.” I pull her into my arms, giving her a searing hot kiss.
“I love being in trouble with you,” she says.
“Well, be prepared, you won’t have time to even breathe tomorrow.”
“If an earth-shattering orgasm is included in the deal, then I’m in.”
“Only one? You underestimate me, baby. You should know I don’t stop at just one. The first one is just a warm up.”
Epilogue
April
Three years later
Am I dreaming or what?
Jude and I’ve never been as close as we are now. I used to believe a love like this only exists in fairytales, but Jude kept his word and he loves me unconditionally, without ultimatums and demands. He respects my choice in career. We managed to overcome all the difficulties life threw in our way.
I’m still working in Chicago, as the studio I’m working for extended my contract for two more years. I also got my own talk show. My career is flourishing.
Jude kept busy during this time, too. Sick and tired of constantly bouncing between two cities, Jude moved to Chicago to be with me. He surprised me with the idea to open his own detective agency in the city so we’d be able to spend more time together and start thinking about expanding our family. We agreed we both wanted at least two kids. We actually started trying that very same day. But month after month, I was more depressed when the pregnancy tests kept saying I wasn’t pregnant, which put a lot of pressure on me. Jude tried to comfort me by telling me there’s always next month, but when the month passed the tests still came out negative. We consulted a doctor who had us tested and the tests showed nothing was physically wrong with either of us. The doctor advised us we should relax more, avoid stress in our daily life, take a vacation, and things will come naturally. We tried for a while but there were no results, so we kind of gave up on the thought of becoming parents. It took a toll on me as I really wanted to become a mom.
And now, five months after we lost hope, I’m standing in the middle of the bathroom staring at two pink lines on the pregnancy test. Two most beautiful lines I’ve ever seen, the two lines I’ve been waiting for so long. Tears start rolling down my cheek and I feel like my heart is going to burst out of my chest from utter happiness. I’m in seventh heaven.
Jude’s still asleep as he came home very late last night, working on a case that keeps him busy day and night. He needs rest so I don’t wake him. I tiptoe to the kitchen, barefoot, to make us breakfast. I put the pregnancy test in the pocket of my robe so I can show it to Jude later. I can’t wait to see his reaction. He’s going to be beside himself with happiness, no doubt about that. Jude’s going to be the best dad in the world. I can imagine him chasing after his son or daughter, a child who has his beautiful green eyes and a smile that’ll always get him or her out of trouble with me because I won’t be able to resist it. Just thinking about it makes my heart sing.
Wrapped in my bubble of happiness, I don’t hear Jude join me in the kitchen until he grabs my breasts from behind, gluing my back to his front.
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing?”
“Trying to relieve myself of stress. You know what the doctor said, no stress, which is very hard in my line of work. But I had some time to research yesterday…” He kisses the spot between my shoulder and my throat, and my body starts tingling.
“Mmm, and what did you discover?”
“Scientists say that if you hold a woman’s breasts you lower your stress levels up to 70 percent.”
“Oh, really? You sure you weren’t reading some other scientific article?” I hold the granite counter for balance because his hands on my body make my knees weak and my head spin.
“Well, I’m sure someone somewhere said that,” I feel his laughter on my neck.
“Mhm,” I turn around, clasping my hands around his shoulders. “I wonder if my stress levels will go down if I do that?” I say, reaching down to his family jewels, covered by the fabric of his pajamas.
“Princess, there’s no doubt about that.” Jude captures my mouth with his and, grabbing my butt, he lifts me up on the counter and settles between my legs. You’d think we’d get less horny around each other after three years have passed, but you’d be wrong. I still get all tingly and hot at the sight of him. His kisses still turn my legs into jelly and I moan as his tongue does wonders in my mouth. I can never get enough of this man. I push his pajamas down and since he’s always commando when he’s at home, I wrap my hands around his erection, sliding my hand up and down, and he groans in ecstasy. I quicken the pace.
“My God, April,” he breathes into my shoulder. “I never imagined it was possible to love you even more than I loved you three years ago.” He slides his hand from my shoulder, down my side to my hips until he reaches my butt. “I love the curves of your body.”
“Remember what you said just now. I don’t know how you’re going to feel about that in a few months,” I tease him, my hand still working his cock. He freezes, his lips pressed to my shoulder, and he raises his head to give me a confused look.
“What are you talking about, woman?”
I smile. “I’m saying,” I kiss his lips, “that,” another peck, “in a few months,” peck, “my belly,” peck, “is going to be,” peck, “the size of a
watermelon.” I bite my lip, waiting for him to realize what I’m saying.
He watches me for a few moments, silent, and then his mouth widens into a grin.
“You’re kidding me?”
“Nope,” I shake my head, wide smile on my face.
“You’re not kidding. Oh my God!” He puts his hands under my butt, lifting me off the counter, squeezing me tightly to him. His pajamas are around his ankles, his erection poking my belly as he swirls me around the kitchen, the biggest smile on his face I’ve ever seen. “You couldn’t make me happier.”
“You’re going to be an amazing dad.”
“And you’re going to make a wonderful mom.”
“I love you,” I smile at him. “Forever.”
“I love you, Princess. Forever.” He sinks inside my warmth and I surrender to him, fulfilling me in more ways than I could’ve ever imagined.
THE END
Afterword
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J. Lea is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories. Her other loves include her family as she is also a mama of a little boy and girl who keep her busy when she's not writing hot books. Lea also loves spending time outdoors with her family--skiing, hiking, and more.
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