Embarrassed, I feel guilty that he figured it out on his own instead of me telling him. A lone tear falls down my cheek. “I should have told you.”
“Yeah, you should have. But I know now, and that’s all that matters.” He kisses me again, acting as if he can’t get enough of me. “But from now on, no one’s walking away, Rose. We’re in this together. Every decision we make is going to be what’s best for our marriage and for our family. Promise me. Promise me you won’t leave me.”
I don’t have the words, but I nod my head, and that seems to be enough.
He plates out my food. “Now eat. I’m sure our baby is hungry.”
“Are you happy, Brody? I mean about the baby. We had talked about waiting…”
“I’m so happy. This is perfect, and I want us to have a family. Now, later—it doesn’t matter when. All that matters to me is it’s with you.”
We sit at the table, and both of us eat. We talk about the team, and we talk about my business. He’s excited for me, like I knew he would be. “And it’s something I can do almost completely online. Well, except when I have to meet with clients or something.”
“That’s great, babe. You’ve always loved doing stuff like this, and you’re so good at it. It’s perfect for you. I’m so proud of you.”
He kisses me then. It starts off as sweet little pecks, but it quickly turns into more. Before I know it, I’m panting, and I can’t get close enough to him.
We may have had a few rough weeks, but we have always been compatible in the sex department. And the way I’m feeling now, I can’t push him away. I don’t want to.
I pull at his clothes until he’s naked, and I run my hands across his newly formed muscles. I stare at him in awe. “Brody, what?” I ask breathlessly, running my fingers lightly across his six pack.
“I’ve had a lot of free time, and I’ve spent all of it in the gym. It’s the only way I’ve been able to function without you, Rose. I’d wear myself out every day until I could barely stand from exhaustion. I had to. It was the only way I could sleep at night.”
“Oh Brody,” I say sadly as I kiss across his chest. I try to move lower, but he stops me with his hands on my upper arms.
“No, I can’t wait, baby. I need to be inside you. I need to feel you wrapped around me.”
I pull off my yoga pants and shirt, and he pulls me down to his lap. I’m straddling him, and I can feel the stickiness between my legs, and I know I’m ready. I’m always ready whenever I’m around Brody.
“Wait,” he says with his hands on my hips.
“What?” I ask him, almost deliriously. I’ve been without Brody for weeks, and I need him almost as much as he needs me.
“I don’t want to hurt you or the baby.”
I start to smile but stop when I see that he’s serious. “Brody, it’s fine. You’re not going to hurt me or the baby.”
I start to lower my hips, but he stops me again. “Are you sure?”
He’s hard, his cock is jutting out between his muscled legs, and there’s a drop of precum on his tip. I sit down on his legs, his cock sticking up between us. I use my finger to swipe the dewy moisture off him and then bring it to my lips.
A moan escapes me as his taste hits my tongue. “I’m sure. I know you’d never hurt me.”
“Never on purpose. But what if I go too deep?” he asks with a crease to his forehead.
His question isn’t a stupid one or as if he’s bragging about the size of his cock. He’s a big man and well endowed. But he won’t hurt me.
I clear my throat. “I, uh, talked to my doctor about it. I told him that you were bigger than normal, and he assured me that everything would be fine. Maybe once I’m further along, we may have to maneuver differently or be more careful, but for now we’re good, and he gave us the all clear.”
His lips raise in a grin, and he wraps his fist around his girth in a proud tug. “So you were talking about the size of my cock?”
Rolling my eyes, I’m over the chit chat. I smack him on the chest. “So are we doing this? Or do I need to go and find my toy that’s been keeping me happy the last few weeks?”
He positions me over top of him and holds me hovering over his purple-headed, angry-looking cock. He looks as if he might explode soon, and I’m hoping he’s inside me when he does. “Fuck that, Rose. I don’t even want to hear about that. I want to be the only thing that brings you pleasure.”