He touches his fingers to my lips. “Please, what?”
“Fuck me,” I breathe the words. “And I swear to God if you tell me to put a quarter in the swear jar I just might poke your eye out.”
He grins and then silences me with a kiss.
My fingers delve into his hair, tugging on the strands to draw him closer.
A little scream escapes my throat when he moves suddenly, launching me onto the couch and then diving on top of me.
My fingers fists into the fabric of his shirt, tugging it off as quickly as I can.
His warm, tan, skin comes into view and I skim my hands along the smooth planes of his chest.
His hips press into mine and my legs fall open.
He grabs the cup of my bra and tugs it down. I wiggle so I can sit up and take the cumbersome thing off.
He cups my breasts and my back arches off the couch. My boobs are incredibly sensitive right now. Not really sore, just tender.
He flicks his tongue over my nipple and my hips buck against his.
“Xander,” I plead. “I need you.”
His eyes flash with desire. He grabs my panties, pulling them roughly down my hips.
He stands and sheds himself of his pants and then settles between my legs. He guides himself inside me and I moan, my fingernails raking his chest.
“More,” I beg.
He pushes in all the way and I gasp.
“Oh, God,” I moan, biting my lip.
He kisses me, silencing anything else I might say.
Everything then fades away, and all that exists is him and me, and this, and us.
We might’ve forgotten our anniversary, but this is perfect, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Thea
15 Weeks Pregnant
Baby is the size of an apple
“How’s the job hunting going?”
“Just great,” I grumble, propping my head in my hand.
I met Rae and Nova at a little café near where they live for breakfast.
“That good, huh?” Rae raises a brow and then slurps at her iced coffee.
I roll my eyes. “Everyones excuse is that I need more experience in social work, but how am I supposed to get experience if no one will take a risk on me?” I frown, honestly put out with the whole thing.
“Being a millennial sucks,” Nova agrees. “Old people think we’re lazy and don’t want to work, but that’s not the case at all.”
“Amen,” I agree. “How’s the job hunting going for you guys?”