Entangled Heart (Ashby Crime Family) - Page 70

“Holy fucking shit! Holy. Fucking. Shit. I’m dead.”

She collapsed on the bed, her brown eyes gazing up at me in wonder. “You really are some kind of wonderful, aren’t you?”

I rolled to her side with a grunt and pulled her to my side. “What I am, Maddie, is yours. All yours.”

She crawled up the bed to straddle my body and pressed her lips to mine in a kiss that was hot but too damn quick. “I’m yours too, Jamie. But I’m also up for letting you prove it again. Oh!” Her body jerked wildly when two of my fingers found their way into her slick pussy.

“You were saying?”

Her response was to spread her legs wider and drop down on my fingers with a growl. “Fuck, I’m so yours.” She smiled down at me, hips moving slowly as aftershocks hit her with every stroke. “I love you, Jamie. I really fucking do, but right now I can’t seem to get enough of you. I just want you.”

“You already have me, Maddie.”

Wasn’t that the fucking truth? Now that she was here, in my home, I wasn’t letting her go.

Not fucking ever.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Madison

Could a girl die from too much pleasure, because I hadn’t stopped smiling, stopped floating instead of walking since Jamie declared his love for me last week. I’d been shacking up with him since then. Now it was Friday, and I was excited for the weekend. I lounged on the sofa as if I didn’t have a care in the world.

It was a lie, of course, because there were so many thoughts running through my mind there were footprints on my brain. I was going to be a mom. I didn’t just chicken out at the abortion clinic, but I let Jamie do his damnedest to convince me to keep the baby. I’m having a fucking baby!

I was in love and having a baby, and—maybe, kinda, sorta—shacking up with my baby daddy. I was all right with how things had come together.

Or maybe it was the orgasms.

No, it wasn’t the orgasms. Okay, it wasn’t just the orgasms. It was Jamie too, and all the things he’d done over the past week to show me he loved me, to show me he would be there for me and the baby, to prove to me that he was in this thing all the way.

It was a little disconcerting to be the sole focus of Jamie’s attention. He called to check on me during the day, he sent lunch to make sure I was eating a perfect blend of healthy pregnant foods, and delicious greasy shit that I couldn’t get enough of.

He rubbed my feet and told me I was beautiful even when I had ketchup smeared on my cheek. He fucked me when I needed it, when I wanted it, when I was a fiend for his cock. Which was pretty much always. If this was some kind of dream or hallucination, I didn’t want to wake up. I would sign one of those papers that said not to revive me, because I wanted to live here, in this past week, for the rest of my life.

If only Molly was here, things would be perfect.

“But she’s not.”

Molly wasn’t here, and she didn’t want to be bothered with me, so I had to accept that. I had to respect her wishes and figure out a way to live without her until she was ready because I believed that one day, she’d be ready. Maybe it was a foolish, naïve belief, but I needed something to hang on to during these uncertain times, and Molly was it.

I sat up too quickly when I heard the key in the door. I took a deep breath to let the dizziness pass before I pushed to my feet and stood to greet Jamie with a kiss, the way I had every day this week. It was a nice little ritual that was a little too sitcom-perfect for real life, but I was gonna go with it until it stopped working for us.

“Did you have a good day today?”

I loved the way his lips pulled into that slow simmering grin when I asked about his day, but I loved it even more when he wrapped me in a hug that wasn’t meant to arouse, but it did. He was so big and so hard, and fuck me he smelled like leather and sandalwood, which made me want to jump him again.

“Pretty good. Productive, anyway. How was yours?”

I sighed and shrugged my shoulders. “It was all right, I guess. Nothing to write home about if I had someone at home to write to.” I tried for a smile but it fell flat, and Jamie gave me another squeeze.

“I have a surprise for you.”

“Oh yeah? Is it a naked surprise or an edible surprise?”

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