6 Mountain Brothers for Christmas

“Yes, mom. We're sure. It's unexpected, but were happy,” I said.

My mother looked at Sebastian, then back at me. I watched the wave of emotions cross her face, and I feared the worst. But she kept her cool, and I had to commend her for that. “Wow. So I'm going to be a grandma? Well, I didn't expect this, but congratulations, honey. That's great news.”

Sebastian cleared his throat, and both my mother and I turned to him.

“I just wanted to say,” he said, turning to me, “That while things have moved incredibly fast between your daughter and I, that I fully intend to keep my promise to you, Angela.”

“What promise?” I asked, turning to look at my mom. She looked as confused as I did.

Sebastian pushed the chair back from the table, and before I knew what was happening, he got down on one knee and pulled out a ring. My heart pounded in my chest as I started crying before he even said the words. “Oh God.”

“Violet, I intended to ask you anyway, but afte

r what we found out today, I figured there was no time like now,” he said. “Will you marry me?”

I stared into his eyes, and it took me a moment to realize this was real. That he was really asking me to marry him, and I barely managed to mutter, “Yes,” before we embraced, kissing and nearly forgetting about my mom sitting across from us.

As soon as I remembered where we were, I looked over and she was also crying. For the first time in I don't know how long, she was crying happy tears.

“Thank you,” I whispered to my mother.

“I just want you to be happy, sweetheart. And obviously, he makes you very happy.”

And in that moment, I realized something very important, something I never thought possible.

Yes, Violet. Dreams can come true.

The End

FOREPLAY

A Bad Boy’s Baby Romance

PROLOGUE

I ran my hands over his firm chest and up around his shoulders feeling the thick cord of muscles that lived beneath his tight flesh. I traced my fingers over the tattoos that covered his broad frame and moaned as he filled me over and over again.

His breath was warm against me as he leaned down, kissing my breasts before taking one of my taut nipples into his mouth. His teeth grazed, nibbling softly before his lips pulled with hunger.

He thrust steadily, and I tightened my walls around him, milking him for what I hoped would only be mine forever.

His mouth crushed down on mine and he backed away to meet my eyes still thrusting deeply and coaxing my pleasure from me.

He grabbed my hips and tugged me forward, grinding against me as he worked me, his hand resting on my mound as his thumb circled against my clit. He had me squirming beneath him. The pressure built until it consumed me and my orgasm burst from me with a scream that sent his hips into power mode, pounding away until our flesh slapped together loudly.

“That’s so hot. Drip for me.” He spoke the naughty words right into my ear, and it sent chills down my spine and brought a moan from deep in my chest. “That’s right, moan for me, baby. I love making you feel good.”

“I love it too,” I whispered breathlessly against his shoulder, and he chuckled.

“I bet you do, baby.” He rested on his elbow, working his hips in a slow, steady pace as he ground against me, and brushed his hand through my hair and flicked his tongue in my ear, stopping to take a bite. “You’re so beautiful.”

He pulled out and I whimpered at the loss of sensation. He bent down and lifted me easily from the couch. He carried me to the bedroom, and set me down on my feet at the foot of the bed. He laid back and crooked his finger at me. “I want to look up at my beautiful girl.” I liked the sound of him calling me his, and wondered if he truly meant it.

He didn’t miss a stroke, and I rode him gently as I settled around him, finding that the base of his cock was only stretching me wider. I pushed myself down on his base until I felt his heavy balls press against me.

“God this feels good.” I leaned forward and rolled my hips around as he reached up and cupped my breasts, pulling me down so that he could suck my nipples, biting and licking like he couldn’t get enough.

“Yes, it does. Ride me, baby.” He reached down and cupped my ass, working me on his cock until I found the pace myself and was bouncing steadily on top of him, my breasts bouncing up and down as he lay back and watched.