“Speaking of babies, I have my first doctor’s appointment today.” He stiffens. “Would you like to come with me?”
“God, yes.” He picks me up like I weigh nothing and wraps my legs around his waist, his face inches from mine. “Did I tell you that I love you, Natasha?”
“You did.” I smile, threading my fingers through his hair. “Now kiss me.”
“So demanding.” His eyes twinkle. “Just the way I like it.” Then his lips connect with mine, and my entire world explodes in color.
Epilogue
Two months later
I’m hot, sweaty, and extremely turned on when I wake up. What the—
“Morning, Sugar,” Hayden murmurs from between my legs, giving the seam of my lips a languid lick. Oh. Ooh. Oh, God.
I moan an incoherent reply as he licks and sucks, then slips two fingers in, pumping them in a rhythm he knows drives me crazy until I’m screaming his name.
This has been his go-to move this week since the morning sickness has finally eased off. To celebrate me not vomiting everywhere, Hayden has taken it upon himself to be my personal alarm clock. You won’t hear me complaining. In fact, I’ll take more, if he offers.
I reach beneath the duvet and gently pull him up over my body until he’s hovering over me.
“You know you can put your weight on me.” I smile.
“I don’t want to squish you… or the bean.”
“We’re fine. We’re sturdy.” I lift my head and place a kiss on the side of his jaw. “Now make love to me. It won’t be much longer until we’ll have to get inventive with the positions.” My belly is already rounded, so I can only imagine how big it will get in a couple of months. It’ll be ‘cowgirl’ for a while. I’ve also googled some ‘edge of the bed’ positions that look interesting that I’m dying to surprise Hayden with. Especially since my sex drive is on overdrive where the man is concerned.
He smiles down at me, then lifts my thigh up with his hand before slipping inside me and pushing in so deep I’m sure he’s saying ‘hello’ to our little bean.
“Yes,” I moan. “Right there.” As he’s hitting the spot over and over, making my body quake in ecstasy. It’s not long before I’m coming again, calling out his name. My orgasm is all that he needs to tip him over the edge. He rolls us to the side, facing each other, before kissing me deeply.
“I love you, Natasha. I’m the happiest man alive.”
Gah, this man, and his words! Doesn’t he know that I’m hormonal? If he keeps this up, I’ll be bawling my eyes out in the next two minutes. I place my hand on his cheek, tracing his lip with my thumb to stop him from uttering any more tear-inducing words, when a light catches my eye, momentarily blinding me. What the hell?
I still, looking with confusion at my hand. One finger in particular.
I vividly remember going to bed, not wearing any rings. Especially none that have ginormous diamonds on them.
My mouth opens, then closes, then opens again. Eyebrows knitting as I’m trying to comprehend what I’m seeing.
Finally, I manage to peel my eyes away from my ring finger and look into Hayden’s. With his ever-present half smile on his face and eyes twinkling mischievously, he snaps his teeth at my thumb and then sucks it in.
“Wh-What’s going on?” I croak out.
He just smiles brighter. “I thought it was obvious, Natasha.”
I shake my head.
“Sugar, how many times have I told you that I’m going to marry you?”
I bite my lip.
“I warned you that I’m going to put a baby in you, and I have. Now it’s time to get married.”
“Do I have a say in this?” I chuckle. My eyes bouncing between the diamond on my ring finger and his eyes.
“Not really. You already know you’re mine. I’m just making sure the rest of the world knows.”
“You’re crazy.”
“Definitely. So I was thinking we could have a wedding next month. We could do it here or fly to England.”
This time I laugh. “Definitely crazy.”
He just snaps at my hand again, then rolls me on top of him, his thick cock hard again.
“I’m taking that as a ‘yes’.”
“Definitely,” I kiss him and then guide him inside me.