She had the power to bring me to my knees. She always did. I could feel her chest rising and falling against my torso. Her hard nipples firmly pressed against my skin.
“Caleb,” she coaxed, strangled and frantic.
I kissed her until her body yielded to me.
Until she was no longer concerned and shaky, but soft and supple in my arms.
Until every one of her muscles pulsated with anticipation.
With need.
With want.
With the desire for me to own every last inch of her.
That was my undoing.
She was my undoing.
There was no need for conversation. I just wanted to feel her, dropping to my knees. Dying to taste heaven.
Forcefully yet gently, I sucked her sensitive clit into my mouth until she was completely at my mercy. She responded to every sensation my tongue inflicted while I inhaled her addicting scent of arousal mixed with the sweet smell of her pussy.
“Caleb…” she purred my name, fisting my hair and using it as leverage to stay upright.
I made love to her with my mouth.
Licking.
Sucking.
Devouring.
I worked her clit from side to side and up and down as she rocked her hips in a back and forth motion against my lips and tongue. She was going to rip out my hair. Making my cock throb so fucking hard, I started to fuck my fist.
I watched her unravel from the inside out, her juices dripping out of her core. Possessing every last fiber of her being, I made her come again and again.
Her body shook so violently from the pressure and pleasure, screaming out, “Caleb!”
I stood, wrapping her legs around my waist before I turned off the shower and carried her back to my bed. I laid her down and hovered above her, placing my muscular frame on top of hers.
“Do you have any idea how much I love you?”
“I do. I love you so much too.”
Through hooded eyes, she gave me what I craved.
“Good girl.”
Needing to bury myself inside her, I longed to feel her tight pussy clenching around me. She didn’t have to wait long. I positioned my dick at her opening and slowly thrust my way in. Deliberately taking my time, I wanted to cherish this moment. My head was spinning, and I wanted to forget this night ever happened.
I kissed all over her face.
Her neck.
Her breasts.
Back to her lips again.
Until I couldn’t take it anymore.
I had to look at her.
I had to watch her.
I had to make sweet love to her.
“How do you feel so fucking perfect? You’re mine. All mine.”
“I’m yours,” she breathlessly moaned.
Every moan that escaped her lips.
Every thrust of my dick against her g-spot.
Every grip of her pussy.
Stirred in my heart and soul.
I rested my forehead against hers, staring into her glossy, hazed eyes. Our hearts pounded, our skin still wet from the shower, and our lungs completely out of breath.
Vanished in our abandonment.
In our own world.
In our own love.
“Give me a baby,” I growled.
All I could hear was her desire encouraging me to go faster, harder.
“Yeah, Evie. Take my cock. Just like that.”
Grasping the back of her neck, I wanted to bring her closer to my face. Our mouths found each other, no longer having any control over our actions.
“Give me a baby,” I repeated, fueling my need to thrust my come deep inside of her.
Her pussy throbbed around my cock, pulsating long and hard.
“Give me a baby.” I couldn’t stop saying it, like it would magically happen if I repeated it enough.
She came with such a force, taking me over the edge with her. I released my seed as far back into her cunt as I could, both of us trying to catch our breath.
Until she smiled. “Caleb.”
“Yeah, darlin’?”
“I’ve been trying to find the right time to tell you.”
My eyebrows pinched together. This night went from my worst nightmare to my best dream.
When she announced…
“I’m pregnant.”
Chapter 34
Caleb
The days had come and gone since we’d returned to Spain. I decided it was time for us to go back home to Texas earlier than we were supposed to. My agency could run on its own now. They didn’t need me around anymore.
After being with my family, I could tell Evie was missing her brother and his kids. She insisted we throw a farewell party with all of my employees and clients who lived in Barcelona.
My parents flew back with us, wanting more time with their grandchildren. They were taking them for the night, so we could have some adult time. My parents and Jax knew Evie was pregnant. My parents were ecstatic, and although Jax was giving me a hard time, we knew he was thrilled too.
Especially once we shared we were getting married too. We hadn’t told the kids yet, but I wanted to speak to them first by myself. Grabbing the ring from my pocket, I walked into their playroom.
“Daddy,” Ariel addressed, looking at me. “I didn’t know you were home already.”