“You look like you’re going to pop. Maybe we should stay home.” His hands roamed my body in a ploy I knew all too well. How many events had we missed or been late to because he wanted to stay home…in bed?
“I promised that if I wasn’t in labor, I’d be there.” I leaned back against him as his hands kneaded my breasts. A rush of milk filled them and leaked.
“I can’t wait to see our child suckle your tits.”
Arousal speared sharp and deep. I pressed my hands on the tile wall as his ministrations made it difficult for me to focus. “You’re playing dirty.”
“You like dirty.” He rubbed his dick along my pussy walls. I arched, pressing my hips back. “See?” He slid inside me, and I closed my eyes as the sweetest sensations rushed through me.
“Noel.”
“Yes, baby.” He moved, sliding in and out, taking his time.
“More.”
He picked up the pace, his hands kneading my ass as he thrust in and out. “God you’re sexy.”
I didn’t see what he saw. I wasn’t ugly. But being nine-months pregnant, I was sure I didn’t look sexy.
He groaned. “I’m there…Harper…fuck…” His hand came around me, brushing over my clit sending me spiraling into pleasure.
“Yes!” He yelled, his voice echoing in the bathroom.
It took a few minutes to catch my breath.
“You sure we can’t stay home?” he murmured against my neck?
I was seriously rethinking our plans.
An hour later, we walked into Kate’s restaurant. She’d closed it for Ethan’s private party, but it was packed with people and loud with music.
“Wow. The place is hopping,” Noel said, with his hand on my back as we wove through the room.
“Oh hey. I was beginning to think you were in labor.” Kate rushed up to us. “I guess you were just having sex, eh?”
Noel blushed. I gave her a look.
“You remember my brother, Ethan, right?” She introduced her brother.
“I think we met at a pool party,” Noel said, shaking his hand.
“Right. At Dane’s,” Ethan said.
“This is his wife, Lucy.”
We shook Lucy’s hand.
“And you know, Dane and Archer.” She nodded to where the two men stood with their wives, Bridget and Lane.
Kate looped her arm through mine and dragged us through the restaurant. “You probably have met Dane’s father-in-law Troy Manion at one of the pool parties. They were best buddies until Dane married Troy’s daughter. Weird, huh? Marrying your best friend’s daughter?”
That did seem weird.
“They’re still friends though,” Kate chatted on.
We said hello to Troy and his wife, Lizzie.
We reached a booth where two men sat.