Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 16643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 83(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 55(@300wpm)
Just then a giant cake is pushed through the rows of books and I shake my head. She did not do what I think she did.
Everyone starts singing Happy Birthday and just as they finish, the cake stops in front of me and out pops Kayla from the top with her arms held high and a smile on her face.
I stand there and hold up my hand and crook a finger at her. “Get your ass down here.”
“Not until you make a wish,” she sasses back, knowing she’s going to get it.
“I wish you’d get your cute ass down here so I can kiss you and tell you how much I love you.”
“Well, in that case.” She jumps out of the cake and into my arms and the crowd cheers. She’s laughing as I kiss her and she wraps her legs around me. “Happy birthday, babe.”
“I’ll be sure and thank you properly when we get home.”
“I can’t tell you how much I’m looking forward to it.” She reaches over and swipes some icing off the cake then licks it off her finger.
“You’re trying to get me to bend you over right here, aren’t you?”
She shrugs. “We’ve had some pretty good times here in the storage room.”
I look around the room and see the guys all hanging out and catching up and I can’t believe she did all this.
“How?” is all I manage to say.
“It’s easy when you love someone like I love you. All I had to do was tell them what I was up to and they were all in.” She leans in close and whispers in my ear. “You can have me for as long as you want later. Take some time and hang out with your friends.”
I feel her lips press against my neck and I squeeze her ass. “Just remember payback is coming.”
She wiggles in my arms and smiles. “That’s what I’m betting on.”
Epilogue
Kayla
A few weeks after that…
I stand in front of the mirror, staring at myself with my robe hanging open. My hair is still wet from my shower as I trail my fingers down my stomach, looking at the marks my children have made. It’s been a few years since we had a baby and our youngest is off and running. She has a personality all of her own and I know she’s going to be a handful. She has my mouth but her father's stubbornness.
I was sure I’d see myself pregnant one more time; at least that had been the plan.
“You okay?” Joe comes up behind me and turns me in his arms. “We’re making breakfast.”
“Yeah, I think so.” He bends down and brushes his mouth against mine. All these years together and these kisses never get old. His hand slips into my robe, resting on my hip as he pulls me into him.
“Try again,” he orders, wanting to know what I’m thinking.
“Could I be pregnant?” I finally ask. I’d wanted one more but we hadn't had any luck since our last. It’s not as if we use protection and we still go at it all the time. That’s one thing that’s never changed about us. I really do have the sex drive of a bunny.
“Yes.”
“I think I’d know, wouldn't I?” I’ve called so many of my pregnancies without needing a test. I’m used to being pregnant and am kind of a pro at it. Barbie gets mad at how easy I make childbirth look, but then again I was made for this life.
“Every pregnancy is different. I know that for a fact.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I glare at him, making him laugh.
“We’re not doing this.” He pulls me back into the bathroom and takes out a pregnancy test. I shake my head no. “The hard way then.” He lifts me up on the bathroom sink before turning and shutting the bathroom door. “Maybe not hard, but I enjoy it.”
“What are you doing?” He steps between my legs.
“I thought I ate you good enough this morning but I see you’re still wound tight.”
He drops to his knees in front of me and grabs my hips. He moves me to the edge of the sink and throws my legs over his shoulders. He buries his face right between my thighs and there is no teasing. He goes right for my clit with his tongue and he pushes two fingers deep inside of me. I moan out his name as he brings me right to my first orgasm. He doesn't stop there and now I know what he’s doing. I’m not going to fight him on it because the man knows my body better than me.
“Give me another, Bunny. You know I need it,” he growls, and I do what he says because my body belongs to him.
I cum for the second time and I shake with pleasure just before all the tension leaves me. Joe stands up and wraps around me as I put my head on his chest. My breathing evens out while he rubs my back and I come down from my high.