“Jake, did you make my favorite?” I question as I walk out of the kitchen, knowing damn well he did.
“You said you haven’t had it since the last time I made it for you,” he states, as he takes the bottle out of my hand and plops the nipple into Eli’s rooting mouth. I sit next to Jake. One arm has Elijah and his other arm is wrapped around me. I lay my head on his shoulder and close my eyes.
Chapter Seventeen
Jake
I got off the private jet earlier than anticipated today. I knew Larissa had a doctor’s appointment and I wanted to surprise her. Mom said she was having a hard time the first couple of days I was gone, but then said once she got the hang of things. It was as if her sole purpose was being a mom.
That made me proud. Larissa is an amazing person. I’m lucky enough to have her in my life, but after tonight, I’m hoping she’ll be mine forever with a big fucking diamond on her hand.
When she came inside the door, with the diaper bag hanging off the stroller, having to get it in and out of the new Expedition I bought her, I knew it was time to let her know the days of being in a condo are gone.
She shouldn’t have to load and off load so much day in and day out. Plus, if I have it my way, I’ll keep her pregnant as much as I can. I love her body now, with all of its curves but fuck her pregnant carrying our child — it’s the biggest turn on.
I finish feeding and burping Eli, he promptly passes out afterward. Much like his mother is. I soak in their warmth, until I know if I don’t wake Larissa up, she won’t sleep tonight.
“Wake up, sleepy head,” I whisper into her ear.
“It seems like I’m always falling asleep on you,” she rasps out. I love her voice all husky from sleep.
“You’ll need your energy for tonight,” I say with a wink as I get up and place Eli in the pack and play we keep in the living room.
“Oh, is that right, Mr. Price?” she says sassily. We had a rocky road when Elijah first came home from the hospital. She was dealing with guilt, plus her hormones were making her emotional at the drop of the hat. I finally sat her down and told her I forgave her. Yeah, I’m going to have instances where I want to know she’s coming home to me, but for the most part, what’s done is done.
Ever since we had that talk, the boldness she always carried around started coming back. She’s not the shy and introverted person she was when she came back. No, now she has no problem giving me shit. Something I love doing with her. We talk well into the night, pleasing each other as much as we can, and even if I’m at the office I’ll call her just to hear her voice. I don’t care if that makes me a pussy of a man. She’s my woman and I’ll do whatever I have to, to keep her, to cherish her, and to fucking love her.
“Is that so, Larissa? I hope you’re ready,” I go into the kitchen and finish dinner.
Chapter Eighteen
Larissa
Dinner was amazing. I told Jake as much and I ate every morsel on my plate. I was so full, but then he brought out my favorite dessert. Cold chocolate cake. I couldn’t eat it though, not after pigging out on our meal
“Can we have it for a midnight snack?” I asked.
“You can have it any time you want.” We clean up the kitchen together and then he shoos me away.
“Go shower, I’m going to get our munchkin ready for bed. I want you naked and waiting in bed. Kneeling with your legs spread for me,” he demands.
He has me wet already. I can feel it pool in my panties. I rush off to the shower.
I turn the water on and let it heat up. Grabbing a towel and putting it on the rack beside the walk-in shower, and strip down. Once I’m in the shower, I wash my hair and let the conditioner soak in as I shave, making sure I’m completely bare.
Secretly I’m hoping for Jake to join me now, but I know he won’t. Not until Elijah is asleep for the night, and I know after him pinning me against the door, he’s showing his dominance. Something he’s held back on since I’ve had Eli.
I shiver as I turn off the shower and dry off. I comb through my dark locks and leave them loose, then slather my body in lotion.
Once I’m done, I do exactly as Jake asked of me. No he didn’t ask, he demanded. My body is already heightened from his words alone. Add in the thoughts I had during the shower and I’m wet and aching.