“Okay, Mr. Bossy pants, we’ll do that,” I roll my eyes, as I take my bra and panties off.
“I knew you’d see things my way,” he groans, as he has me sit on his lap. I hold his cock in place as I sink down, throwing caution to the wind.
“One last time, Jake. I mean it,” I tell him as I work myself up and down on his length.
“Okay, babe,” he growls, as we both give into our need for one another.
Epilogue
Nine months later
Epilogue Three
Jake
I got what I wanted, and I’m grinning like a loon inside the hospital room with Larissa. Our baby girl is the spitting image of her mother and I am completely and totally fucked. Thank god we had three boys to help protect Layla.
We came home from the hospital and all the boys were surrounding her, taking in her features and asking all kinds of questions. It was up there on my list of favorite days that we keep adding to.
I take Layla and put her in the bassinet we’ve used each time for our boys and now for our girl. Larissa is asleep in bed. She nursed Layla and promptly handed her to me and said she was going to rest. I don’t blame her. We both got absolutely zero rest in the hospital. They barge in and out day and night. I growled one time when they work up Rissa and told them to be more courteous of their patients.
It still didn’t stop them, and it took everything in me not to yell and deal with them on another level. Larissa had to calm me down. Needless to say, we were released the next day and I was more than thankful.
Larissa ended up getting her tubes tied while she was in the hospital, even though I got a vasectomy right before Layla was born. She was bound and determined no matter what, saying, “You have super sperm. I’m not taking any chances. Four children is enough for us, if we want more we can adopt.”
That shut me up and I proceeded to shut her up with my mouth. I already have thoughts in my mind about adopting, if it’s possible.
We were meant to have a houseful of children. Even with Elijah, Noah, Aiden, and now Layla. My heart is full.
“Daddy loves you baby girl, but it’s time for you to nap, and me to give your brothers some attention,” I tell her as I lay her down in the bassinet next to the bed Larissa is sleeping in.
“You don’t have to, Jake. I’ll get up and handle the boys,” she says, sleepily.
“Nah, it’s boy time for us. I have to teach them how to protect and treat the women in their life,” I tell her.
“I love you, Jake,” she replies.
“Love you more than life, Rissa,” I tell her, as I kiss her before leaving to go to my boys.
The End
Extended Bonus Chapters
I hope you enjoy the bonus scenes added into Carried Away and In Love With My Best Friend.
Chapter One
Larissa
Larissa
“No way, we’re meeting Kendall and Declan?” I ask, as we park the car to at the restaurant. If I know Kendall, she’s bothered her husband as much as I have, wanting to know why they’re being so secretive. Our friendship has only blossomed through the years and our children play together at least once a week at the park. Although a lot of people clear out when they see the two of us, with nine children. We just sit back and laugh, because they act like our kids are hellions or something.
“Yeah, they got a rare night off, so I asked Mom and Mack to watch our brood. The rest was all Declan, we do have one more surprise though,” he says before unfolding himself out of the ridiculously bigger SUV he just upgraded me too. Sure, we have four children and I did refuse a minivan, but this thing is a tank and a half. Jake has no problem parking it, not me. I park in the back forty to make sure I don’t take anyone out, while I figure out all of the bells and whistles.
“Mrs. Price,” he groans, I place my leg outside on the step of the vehicle, allowing the slit to my dress open wide. His hand grips the inside of my leg and if he goes up much further, he’ll know the surprise I have in store for him when we get home. Katrina and Mack took the kids to their place for the evening which means, it’s him and I tonight. Alone, in an empty house, allowing us to be as loud as we want and have sex without caring where it happens.
“None of that, Mr. Price. Let’s go see our friends, you two always say Kendall and I are the ones being mischievous. I think you two take the cake, huh?” Jake helps me out of the car, his hand in mine the entire time as we make our way inside.