Blame It On The Gin:On The Rocks - Page 19

"Nothing. It was just, today was perfect. Everything has been just incredible. But I've been holding back, wanting to tell you something but too nervous to."

"You can tell me anything," I tell her. "You're my wife."

"I know," she says. "It's just..." She swallows. "I'm pregnant."

The air leaves my chest. My eyes fill with tears, matching hers.

"Fuck," I say, "a baby."

"I know," she says with a gasp, with a laugh, burying her face against my chest. I pick her up and I carry my bride to the bed.

"A baby," I repeat. "We're having a baby?"

She nods. "Are you happy? I know it’s a lot to take in on our wedding night, but I couldn't find time to see you alone, and you said you didn’t want to see me before the wedding… I took a test this morning and..."

I press my hand to her flat belly. "You're the mother of my child."

She nods. "Yeah. You're going to be a daddy."

"And you're going to be a mommy."

"Can you believe it?" she whispers.

"I can," I say. "You know, I wanted a family. I just never thought I would get so much at once. I love you, Ginny. I want to be the best husband in the world for you, the best father to this baby."

"I know," she says, "and you will be and more; you are everything. You're mine." She kisses me then, rolling on top of me, holding both of my hands, and our fingers lace. She’s pinning me, pinning our hands above my head. She straddles me. "I need you," she whispers.

"You need me?" I ask.

"So damn bad," she pants. She lifts her ass ever so slightly, giving me her entrance, and I move my shaft inside of her, filling her up. She moans deeply as I finger her asshole, drawing her deep against me. I thrust. I take. I give.

She moans in my ear her pleasure, her absolute desire. "Oh God," she repeats. "Fuck me, Grant. Fuck me hard."

"I'll take you to the very edge," I promise, and I do. I make love to my wife, my bride, my forever. I kiss her hard and deep and true. "Fuck." I groan in her ear. "I fucking love you, girl."

She smiles breathlessly as I finish inside of her and she rolls off of me, spreading her knees so I can finger her hard and good and deep.

I move my fingers against her, inside of her, until she's gushing, dripping wet. I press my mouth to her cunt and I lick her up and down and she rolls against me, begging me to come back. "Come inside me," she asks, and I do. I would do anything for her.

I'm hard as a rock for my wife and I fuck her. As I lean over her, kissing her deeply, her juicy cunt wrapped around my cock, her mouth pressed against mine, I taste her and I know she tastes me. We move as one until there's nothing left, until we're spent and spun up.

"I was wondering why you didn't finish your French 75 earlier," I say as we roll together. I hold her tight.

"I didn't want to make it too obvious, but yeah, I couldn't drink all day."

"I guess we can't blame this on the gin. Can we?"

She laughs. "Nope, but you can blame one thing on me," she says with a laugh.

"And what's that?" I ask her.

"You can blame me if I get a little more baby crazy than I did wedding crazy. I wasn't a bridezilla, but I might become a mama bear."

"I like that," I say. "In fact, I love it. Just like I love you."

EPILOGUE 2

GINNY

3 years later…

"LuLu, you've got to finish your breakfast," I tell my two-year-old daughter. We're running behind. I look over at Grant knowingly. There’s a reason we're running behind. This morning, the two of us had a hard time getting out of bed. We were a little worked up when we woke. His cock had been edged against my ass, and I couldn't ignore the desire building inside my belly. Now, though, we're paying for it. We're late, according to the clock on the stove, and I look over at Lulu, who is tossing Cheerios to the kitchen floor.

"Grant," I say, "how's Hank coming?"

"He's ready to go," he says, walking into the kitchen with Lulu's twin brother on his hip. "Aren't you, buddy?" he asks. "It's time for us to get to school, all right?"

Hank nods up at his daddy. "Okay, Papa. School time!"

Lulu smiles at that. She loves her daycare teacher, Ms. Jenny, and I love that my children love going to daycare because it means my life and my job are a little bit less stressful. The fact that they go to daycare in the same building that I work in makes my life easier, and I know I can’t complain considering how much harder other moms have it.

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