‘Hold on, beautiful.’
His hands found the waistband of my leggings and I lifted myself a little to accommodate him. As he pulled them off my feet, I relaxed into the inevitable.
He leant over and kissed our neat, twenty-four-week bump and he spoke something to the baby that I didn’t quite catch. The look of wonderment on his face was everything to me and as our eyes found each other as he lifted his head to look at me, it filled me up inside. I knew I could and would never get enough of this man. I watched as his bright teal eyes clouded over momentarily with emotion.
‘You’re fucking stunning, Amy. Remind me to keep you pregnant forever, it’s my fucking favourite look on you.’
He moved up, hovering over me and his lips gently brushed mine. His tongue softly licked the seam of my lips and then pushed its way inside, as his mouth consumed me. His desperation for me was fuelling his every movement. I released the edges of the worktop and threaded my fingers through his hair and held him to me. His lips left mine and travelled down my neck. I could hear my own breathing quicken as he descended further, until the feelings he was drawing out of me made my hands intuitively grab hold of the worktop again.
My vest top was hurriedly pushed up and over my breasts, and one of his hands made short work of the clasp on the front of my bra. The material fell away and my nipples pebbled as soon as the cooler air found them.
‘I need you to suck them,’ I murmured to him. ‘I’ve been dreaming of feeling your mouth on me for days.’
He instantly moved and his wet flesh connected with where every nerve ending in my body had collected. I arched my back and groaned at the exquisite sensations he was creating inside me. He moved between both of my large, extended nipples, pulling them into his mouth and sucking them hard as he released them. My body followed the pace he was setting, desperate for it to be enough to send me into the orgasm I so badly craved. But he could read my every movement and just when I felt I was going to explode into orbit, he removed his mouth from me and my back sunk back onto the cold beneath my back.
‘No,’ I mumbled.
‘Don’t worry, beautiful, I’ll get you there.’
A sound hit my ears and after three years of being a mum, my body went immediately into full alert.
‘Nothing to worry about, it’s just I didn’t want all this going to waste. I thought I could dirty you up a little.’ He salaciously smiled down at me.
I smelt the peanut buttercream I’d made for the top of Brody’s welcome home cupcakes, as he began to spread it over my nipples. I gasped as he ripped the tiny piece of elastic at the side of the thong I had worn especially for him and with his finger loaded with cream, he wiped it all over my sex. I lifted my head and opened my eyes to watch him decorate my body with his favourite boyhood flavour and then I almost cried out loud as I watched him place his finger into his mouth to suck it clean. He had taken a step back to admire his creation, and smiled with the knowledge that he knew he was driving me crazy.
Two can play at this game.
I dropped one hand in between my open legs and found my engorged clit with two fingers and began to offer myself the friction I so desperately needed. I fought to keep my eyes on his as I silently dared him to do something.
‘Not happening, Amy, I’m gonna be the one who makes you scream, not you.’ His voice had deepened to the point of a growl.
Game on.
The sound of his voice spurred me on and my fingers sped up. I was so very close. I watched the moment he couldn’t hold himself back anymore. His body moved quickly, his hands took hold of my knees as he parted my legs further open. Then his head fell between my thighs and he ran his warm, wet tongue through my soaking wet lips. My back arched off the worktop as I reached the precipice of the ecstasy I so badly needed. Bursts of colour hit the back of my eyelids as my orgasm rolled through me and I fell off the cliff into free fall.
‘Brody, Oh God!... Brody!’ I screamed out enjoying the rare opportunity to be as loud as I wanted.
Just as my orgasm began to ebb away he moved again, pulling his cock free of the confines of his jeans. Holding on to my thighs and steadying me he opened me up wider and then drove his steel like hardness inside me. The orgasm that had been dying away, immediately sprung back to life with every slow thrust of his hips. His mouth came down to my needy nipples and he sucked off the cream he had just placed there. With his hands holding on to my waist keeping me safe, I forced my head up and watched the scene in front of my eyes, as he picked up the pace and plunged inside me again and again.
This is what I had needed, this is what my body had been craving. The feel of us together had my eyes filling with tears and I closed them, overcome with emotion. But as his cock began to pulse inside me unevenly, I opened them again to watch the man I loved as he found his own release in the confines of my body.
‘FUCK! Amy. Yes.’
His hands remained firmly holding my waist and his body slowed, eventually stilling as he tried to control the aftershocks that were careering through his body. I wasn’t sure how he was still managing to stand after what I’d just witnessed. Eventually, his breathing slowed and his eyes refocussed on mine.
I smiled up at him and he grinned back at me, exposing his dimple.
‘Well, rock God, that was good for starters, but I’m ready for the main event now,’ I teased.
The laughter that left him was music to my ears.
‘Really?’ he questioned. ‘And as it so happens, so am I.’
I looked at him, taking note that his grin had gone and that it had been replaced with a more serious expression. One of his hands left my waist and he appeared to fidget in his jeans pocket. I heard myself inhale as he pulled out a small black ring box. My eyes opened wider as I stared at him waiting for an explanation.
He took a deep breath and then got out the words I knew he’d been practising over and over in his head, the way he did with all new songs. ‘Amy, I want no more regrets in my life. You’ve been by my side every step of the way for five years, we’ve had Felix and Max together and now have Louis on the way. I can’t imagine life without you, because I would have no life without you. Sharing a lifetime together will never be enough for me to show you how much you mean to me. The three years of therapy sorting through my shit have given me the chance to reconsider the whole marriage thing. I now want it, I crave it, but only if it’s with you. I’m a sexist bastard, I know it. I want to see you pregnant with our child, with my ring on your finger. You complete me, you make me a better man, with you I’ve come full fucking circle. Amy Harper, will you marry me?’
Completely stunned, I watched as he flicked open the ring box lid to reveal a stunning teal coloured topaz surrounded by diamonds. My mouth was wide open and tears spilt down my cheeks.
‘YES!’ I shouted out, lost for any other words.
He picked up my hand, placed the ring onto my finger and placed a kiss over the top.
Then he pulled out of me, pushed his jeans down with both hands and kicked them off his feet. I watched smiling as they dramatically flew through the air. His hands came back to lift me up off the hard granite surface beneath me and he held me as tight to him as our baby bump would allow. For a few minutes, we breathed each other in. Once I was high enough in his arms with my legs once again wrapped around his waist, he began walking towards the stairs.
‘Carrying me again?’ I teased.
‘Yep, over the threshold and into the rest of our lives.’ He placed a loving kiss on my mouth and looked at me as we carried on moving. ‘Oh and, Amy, that fucking sassy mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble,’ he rasped out.
‘Is that a dare?’ I asked.
‘No, but it’s a fucking promise,’ he retorted.
He strode into our master suite and placed me down gently onto our bed.
‘Eyes on me, beautiful, while I fuck the sass out of you.’
‘Always,’ I sighed.
THE END
COMING S
OON
Chart topping U.S. rock band, Default Distraction, have everything money can buy…
RAFF
But I don't.
I've got money, women, and the fans’ endless adoration.
But none of it's enough.
I have one distraction, and I can't forget her.
I shattered all our dreams, when
I walked away from our world,
to conquer the music world.
But now, I've got one fantasy,
One wish,
One desire.
Lauren.
And she wants nothing to do with me.
Those broken pieces I crushed,
she doesn't want mended.
But when a cruel twist of fate puts her back in my arms,
I'm not letting go.
LAUREN
He was everything,
everything I ever wanted and needed.
When he walked away, he took a piece of me with him,
a shard of pain that I never thought would heal.
But I worked hard, and piece by agonising piece, I almost rebuilt my life.
Now, he's back and wants only one thing.
Me.
He wants my forever.
Something I can't promise.
I won’t give in, I can’t cling to the past.
This time, there's more on the line, even more than my shattered heart at stake.
And forever isn't really that long anyway.
Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty- Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Chapter Thirty-Three
Chapter Thirty-Four
Chapter Thirty-Five
Chapter Thirty-Six
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Epilogue
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