Savor (Bad Boy Rockers 4)

I nod, and ask, “What about morning sickness . . . hell, just tell me everything, and don’t leave anything out.”

“All right, but you need to come down here.” She reaches out and brings me down to rest my cheek against her chest.

I curl around her and, when I have her wrapped in the cocoon of my body, we both sigh with pleasure.

“The dinner I made the night I left was going to be the big baby announcement.”

God, I feel a knife to the chest hearing just how much my big mouth ruined so much.

“I went to Mia and swore her to secrecy. She sent me to Portsmouth, which is where I met Max. Morning sickness has luckily passed me by, although, at the beginning, I was really tired and had no energy. Our baby is growing really well and the OB doesn’t see any problems. I’ll have to transfer to one here now because, although I’ll have to go back and pack my things, I’ve no intention of leaving you again.”

“I’ll come back with you. With my screwed up life, Suzie has been a godsend because I couldn’t concentrate on Kix. My head might have been elsewhere, but I’ve no wish to lose the place.”

Caressing her stomach, I tell her about Kix, “Kix is named after a friend of mine.”

Her hand stills in my hair.

“My last tour before I got out, was in Afghanistan. I came home, and Kix didn’t. Sergeant William Trent. He was a huge fan of a band called Kix that were really popular in the seventies and eighties, and I think they might still tour. But they were from his hometown in Maryland.” I chuckle. “He used to take so much shit because of his choice in music and ended up with the name ‘Kix’. So when I bought this place, I couldn’t call it anything else. Now you know everything about me.”

“I’m sorry about your friend. You’re honoring his memory by naming this place after him.”

Dahlia

He misses his friend. I heard it in his voice when he talked about him.

Bending, I kiss him on the head, while continuing to play with his hair.

“I have photographs from back then, and I’ve often debated about framing them and putting them around the bar. I’m just not sure.”

“Oh, wow. That would be amazing. I could help you organize them if you like.”

He kisses my breast and I feel his smile against me when my nipple goes rock hard and goose bumps appear on my skin. I wondered how long it would take him to touch me.

“I’d love that, but you have to promise not to drool over me in my uniform.”

“Mmm, I’d love to see you in uniform. I bet you’re hot. Sexy.”

I smile, feeling his naked flesh hardening against my hip. My pregnant stomach is in the way of me reaching over to touch him in this position.

He starts to unwind himself from around me, and hovers over my body.

“I’ll have to get it out of the mothballs, especially for you,” he says, just as his head dips and he suckles a nipple into his mouth.

The bolt of pleasure hits me straight in the lower stomach and further south, causing my legs to splay.

He lifts his head, and meeting my gaze, his eyes are full of desire.

“Roll on your side, and give me your mouth.”

I don’t need telling twice.

Ryder moves in closer and rubs his fully engorged cock in the crevice of my bottom. He cups my breasts with his hands and, using his finger and thumb, rolls and pinches my nipples.

“That feels so good.” I gasp.

I turn my head and he takes my mouth in an all-consuming kiss. His tongue searches and finds mine as they tangle together.

I push against him but he still won’t enter me.