Callous Heir (The Heirs 5)

After I’ve parked the car in the driveway, we climb out. Meeting Carla at the front of the vehicle, I link our fingers together before heading to the front door.

Suzanna opens just as we’re about to ring the bell. “Hi, guys. I really think you’re going to like this one.”

“Hi, thanks for showing it to us,” Carla says.

“Have a look around. I’ll be in the kitchen,” Suzanna says, then she gives us our privacy.

From our previous appointments, Suzanna quickly learned to let us explore on our own before she gives us a run down of all the details.

We walk into a spacious living room with large bay windows.

“Lots of light,” I murmur.

“I love the layout,” Carla says.

We venture through the ground floor, then go upstairs.

The moment we walk into the third bedroom, Carla shrieks, “Yes! This one is perfect. Plenty of closet space and the wide windowsill is just what I wanted. We can arrange all the stuffed animals on it. I can ask Aria to paint raspberries and ladybugs on that wall.”

I just stare at Carla as she shares her plans for the room, then she turns to me, asking, “What do you think?”

I shake my head. “That we’re probably taking this house before seeing the rest of it?”

She lets out a burst of laughter. “We can fix everything else, but this room needs to be perfect for Raspberry.”

“Yeah? So this is the house you want?” I ask to make sure.

Carla gives me a pleading look, which melts my heart. Smiling at her, I do my best to mimic Olaf from Frozen, “Some people are worth melting for.”

Instead of laughing her ass off, Carla slams into me, kissing the living shit out of me. I stumble back against the wall, gripping her tightly so she doesn’t fall.

When she breaks the kiss, she murmurs, “If we were at the suite, I’d give you the ride of your life right now.”

“I didn’t think Olaf would be a turn on for you,” I chuckle.

“It’s not Olaf. You were cute.” She presses another kiss to my lips.

“Cute?” I grumble against her mouth, then I shake my head. “No, I’m never cute.” I switch our positions, so Carla’s against the wall, and then I remind her why cute is the last word to associate with me.

CARLA

Since the shooting, Noah’s been super protective of me, and I’m not going to lie, I love all the attention. Raspberry is growing fast, and at twenty-two weeks, it looks like I swallowed a volleyball.

I tighten my hold on Noah’s hand as we walk through the furniture store. We’re looking for a lounge suite and entertainment system, then we’ll be done with all the purchases for the first floor. I’m leaving Raspberry’s room for last.

Suddenly I feel a flutter, and it makes me stop dead in my tracks.

“What’s wrong?” Noah asks.

I quickly press his hand to my stomach, and when I feel the flutter again, a wide smile spreads over my face. My gaze darts to Noah. “Did you feel the flutter?”

“Was that Raspberry?” he asks.

I nod, and then we feel her move again. We let out happy chuckles, and then Noah wraps his arm around my shoulders, pressing a kiss to the side of my head. Moving my arm around his lower back, we continue to walk.

It takes us a good twenty minutes to agree on a charcoal leather suite. I leave it up to Noah to decide which entertainment system to get.

The moment we’re done, I ask, “Can we have dinner now?”

“Yeah, what are you in the mood for?”

“Pizza and ice cream.”

Noah lets out a burst of laughter as we leave the store. After we’ve had dinner, we head back to Trinity. I can’t wait until we can move into our house. Just one more week.

After I’ve showered, Noah rubs the stretch mark lotion all over my body. When he’s done, he lies down behind me and starts pressing kisses to my shoulder and neck.

“What about Catelynn?” I ask as his hand moves between my legs, and he begins to softly caress my clit.

“I’m not feeling it,” he murmurs against my neck before he sucks on my skin.

Noah pushes his right arm under my head and wraps it around me. Lifting my hands, I take hold of his forearm as heat pools between my legs.

“Amelia,” I breathe while grinding down on his fingers, working their magic on my clit. Noah enters a finger inside me, drawing a moan from me.

The bigger my stomach gets, the gentler Noah becomes in bed. As if he’s scared that he’ll hurt Raspberry.

It doesn’t mean the sex is any less great. Hell no, Noah still blows my mind.

Using his leg, Noah pushes my legs apart, and then I feel his cock at my entrance. He enters me slowly until he’s deep inside of me. It feels so good a tremble rushes through my body.