“Right! Enough about me! We need to talk weddings,” I said, bouncing up and down on the sofa, desperate to change thesubject.
“Pizza first. I’m starving,” Libby said, grabbing themenu.
After ordering and eating far too much pizza, we spent the rest of the night planning the wedding. We decided to go to Austin the next weekend for wedding dress shopping. Lib still wasn’t convinced she needed a wedding dress, but after looking online for ideas, I could see she was getting excited about the thought of trying some on. What Libby didn’t realize was that her mom and dad had already transferred some money to my parents to pay for her dress. I couldn’t wait to tell her, but I wanted her to find her perfect dressfirst.
Around an hour later, Josh and Mason arrived back at the cottage. Brody had gone straight home, and after a quick round of goodbyes, Libby and Mason left, leaving Josh and mealone.
“I missed you,” he said as he pulled me close to him, the stubble on his face tickling my skin. I dropped my head back and whimpered as he peppered tiny kisses up my neck, occasionally nipping my skin with his teeth. His mouth came up and over my jaw, his lips crashing into mine. He kissed me like he hadn’t seen me for months instead of the few hours it had actually been. I wasn’t complaining though—he could kiss me for an eternity, and even then, it wouldn’t be long enough. I moaned again against his lips and when my mouth opened slightly, his tongue pushed inside and stroked against mine. I heard him growl as my arms wound around his neck, and he picked me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. I whimpered as I felt his erection press against me, the thin material of my yoga pants allowing me to feel every inch ofhim.
He broke the kiss, his hooded eyes finding mine. “God, I love you Savannah,” he said, breathless from thekiss.
“I love you too,” I whispered, my head dropping to his shoulder. He silently carried me upstairs, gently kicking the bedroom door shut and placing me on the bed. He reached for the waistband of my pants, and I lifted my hips as he pulled them down my legs, removing my panties at the same time. His body came over mine and he took hold of the bottom of my t-shirt, pulling it up slightly, his fingers stroking around my stomach. He lowered his head, his lips brushing soft kisses where his fingers had been. Pushing my top up farther, he exposed my lace bra, his kisses traveling up my body. Pulling down on the lace of my bra, he exposed one of my breasts and I gasped as his tongue danced around my nipple, sucking it into his mouth. I cried out and arched my back then lifted my hips off the bed in an attempt to ease the growing ache between my legs, and I heard Josh chuckle against mybreast.
“Feel good baby?” he asked before rolling his tongue around mynipple.
“God yes,” I moaned. My hands found his t-shirt and I tugged at it, wanting to feel his skin on mine. Understanding what I wanted, he released my nipple with a pop and pulled his t-shirt over his head. I licked my lips as I saw his naked chest, his smattering of dark hair disappearing into hisjeans.
His eyes dropped to my lips and he growled. “I can’t get enough of you,” he said, quickly removing my top and bra, leaving menaked.
“We’ve got a lot of missed time to make up for,” I said quietly, smiling athim.
“We do sweetheart, we definitely do,” he whispered, standing up and quickly removing his jeans and underwear. My eyes were glued to him as he climbed on the bed. Lying on his side next to me, his fingers traced circles around my breasts. My body was burning where he was touching me, and I writhed on the bed, needing more from him. Pushing him gently onto his back, I straddled his waist, grinding my hips against his erection. I was already wet and I moved easily against him, his hardness hitting me right where I needed him. He moaned and reached his hands up, his fingers playing with my nipples. Lifting myself off him slightly, I took him in my hand, stroking him from base to tip before guiding him to my entrance and sinking down on him. He gasped as I began moving my hips, his hands leaving my breasts and coming to rest on my waist. I leaned down and kissed his toned chest, licking up and around his nipple. Kissing up his neck, I found his lips, his mouth urgently finding mine, his tongue pushing into my mouth. Flipping me onto my back, he raised one of my legs over his shoulder, and I cried out as I felt him deep inside me, the ache in the pit of my stomachincreasing.
“Am I hurting you?” He panted, stilling insideme.
I shook my head. “No, please don’t stop,” I begged, wiggling my hips in an attempt to get him to move. He laughed and started thrusting again, but gentler this time. “Harder Josh,” I moaned and he increased his movements, his body smacking against mine. Reaching between our bodies, his thumb began circling my clit, and as his movements became more urgent, he dropped my leg and leaned down, his tongue flicking once over my nipple before he moved his head next tomine.
“You look so beautiful when you’re about to let go. Come for me baby.” He breathed into my ear. He pinched my clit and I screamed out, my orgasm hitting me in waves. His hips continued to thrust against me as his breathing became more labored. I felt him swell inside me before he shouted out my name, collapsing to the side, his breaths coming out inpants.
We both lay wrapped up in each other until our breathing calmed. Josh turned his head to mine and smiled. “That was amazing, again Sav…” He trailed off, looking nervous. “It’s never been this good, the way I feel when I’m with you…” hewhispered.
“I feel it too Josh,” I kissed him gently on the mouth. “Like anything’s possible.” He nodded, and after a few minutes he climbed off the bed and padded to the bathroom, returning with a washcloth and gently wiping between mylegs.
“I’m just going to lock up, I’ll be back in a minute,” he said, kissing me softly before pulling the comforter over me. I turned my head as I watched him walk butt naked out of my bedroom. I couldn’t take my eyes off his pert ass and thick toned legs. “Pervert!” he exclaimed with a laugh as he walked out the bedroom door, obviously sensing that I was watching him. I giggled and rolled over, snuggling into the soft pillow. With the comforter tucked under my chin, my eyes felt heavy and I closed them, succumbing tosleep.
Minutes later I felt the bed dip, and warm arms circled my waist as I was pulled into Josh’s embrace, his scent enveloping me. He brushed a kiss across my hair and I smiled, knowing that for the rest of my life, there was nowhere else I’d ratherbe.
Iwoke up Tuesday morning,nervous for my prenatal appointment. My mom had bought me a book on pregnancy and labor, and I had read that this scan was to check for any abnormalities with the baby. I was terrified to think that something might be wrong, but I knew logically that I was young, fit, and healthy, and that the chances of them finding anything was slim. Still, I worried. Josh had me pinned to the bed, one leg thrown over mine, his arm across my chest. Usually, I loved waking up with his body plastered to mine; on that day, however, I felt rough, and as my stomach rolled, I pushed on his shoulder in an attempt to get him offme.
“Josh move!” I shouted as a wave of nausea washed over me. Startled awake, he quickly moved his arm and leg, and I flew from the bed to the bathroom, making it just in time to throw up in thetoilet.
“Savannah?” I heard Josh shout worriedly as he ran into the bathroom. Heaving over the toilet, I gestured for him to leave the room, waving my hand wildly. He took no notice and sat down on the floor next to me, one hand scooping up my long hair while the other rubbed my back. Finally, I was able to stop heaving, and I slumped back on my heels, tears running down my face like they always did when I was sick. He stood up, grabbed a clean washcloth from the vanity, and wet it under the tap. “Here, wipe your mouth with this,” he said gently, handing me thecloth.
“Thank you,” I said quietly, my eyes dropping to the floor. “You can wait in the bedroom, I’ll be out in aminute.”
“I’m not leaving you while you’re being sick!” he exclaimed, looking at me like I was crazy. “I want to make sure you’reokay.”
“I don’t want you to see me when I’ve got my head down the toilet, it’s embarrassing,” I groaned, playing with the edge of thewashcloth.
“Why are you embarrassed? It’s just me,” he said gently, reaching for myhand.
I sighed and stood up slowly, reaching for the vanity. I turned the faucet on and splashed my face with cold water. Sighing, I met his worried eyes in the mirror. “You could have any woman you want,” I whispered. “Instead you’re with me, someone who’s getting fatter by the day and occasionally throws up everywhere! Surely you can’t think that’s sexy, or even remotely attractive.” I reached for my toothbrush to get rid of the horrible taste in mymouth.
“You don’t get it, do you?” he asked, his eyes on me in the mirror. “Even though I keep tellingyou.”
“Get what?” I asked as I rinsed my mouth and spat into the sink. Grabbing a towel to wipe my face, I turned to look athim.
“That you’re the only woman I want. I’ve tried dating other girls, but no one compared to you. You were always in my head and my heart, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t let yougo.”