He bites my skin and I’m lost to it all.
Each thrust is harder. Every groan he makes is more intense. My pussy tightens as I near the edge. I try to open my mouth to say something, anything but only my breath escapes as I come.
His release follows with a carnal moan from deep within him that pushes me straight into another climax.
Chapter 8
Linny – 8 weeks later
I repeat back what Harmony just said to me. There’s no way I heard her correctly. “Kendra is pregnant, and she thinks it happened on their wedding night?”
“Why are you acting like this is the first you’ve heard of it?”
I lock eyes with her across the table. “Because it is. When did you find out?”
She drops her gaze to her lap. “Two days ago. She called Priscilla right before she called me. I’m sorry, Linny. I thought you knew.”
I don’t know why I’m surprised that Kendra didn’t reach out to share her good news with me.
I’ve been the odd woman out for years. The three of them have a lot in common. It was evident the day Kendra walked down the aisle five weeks ago in Atlanta.
Harmony’s son was the ring bearer, and Priscilla’s daughters were the flower girls. They spent hours with Kendra after the mid-day rehearsal the day before the ceremony. I spent that time alone in my hotel room answering work emails.
I went to Atlanta solo because I couldn’t bear the thought of asking any of the men I know to accompany me on a weekend trip.
Any man other than West, that is.
It’s been almost two months since I was in his hotel suite in Vegas, but I admit that he’s invaded my thoughts on a regular basis.
Often, it’s at night when I’m in bed.
My mind wanders to the memory of the sound of his voice, and how his hands felt on my body.
After we had sex, he got up to dispose of the condom in the washroom. When he came back to bed, he held me tightly whispering gentle words about how he was going to lick my pussy until I couldn’t take it anymore before he fucked me again.
We both drifted off to sleep before that could happen. When I woke up the next morning, I realized that I needed to be at the airport less than two hours later for my flight to New York, so I got dressed and raced out of his room without waking him.
I spent the bulk of the flight ignoring questions from Harmony and Priscilla about where I’d been all night.
I didn’t tell them, or anyone else that I was with a gorgeous stranger.
“Don’t be upset,” Harmony says as she pierces her fork into a piece of one of the blueberry pancakes on her plate. “Kendra had a field trip the day she called to tell me about the baby. She probably didn’t have time to make three calls. ”
I smile across the table at her when I see the concern in her eyes. Harmony has always been the peacemaker of our group. She took on the job of keeping everyone in our friendship foursome happy even though no one asked her to.
“I’m not upset,” I say honestly. “I’m excited for Kendra. I know she’s eager to be a mom.”
“She’s already talking about setting up a nursery.” She heaves a sigh. “I told her to wait until she hits her second trimester, but she’s out looking at cribs with Danny today.”
I glance at my phone when it chimes with a new text message. Before I can pick it up, Harmony’s hand is on mine. “It’s work, isn’t it?”
I read the brief message from my dad. “I have a lot on my plate.”
“It’s Saturday,” she points out with a wave of the fork in her hand in my direction. “The only thing on your plate is one poached egg, a piece of bacon and a half-eaten piece of toast.”
I look down at the breakfast special I ordered but barely touched. “I have to go into the office today.”
Harmony’s gaze darts around the interior of the diner we’re in. When she called me last night to tell me she’d be in the city today, I told her to meet me for brunch at Crispy Biscuit. It’s a favorite of mine. I come here every Saturday morning. “That’s bullshit.”