Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
“Don’t make me repeat myself.” I don’t have to look to know the man has taken off. I push on Gerrit’s chest. He moves but only because he wants to.
“Hold everything,” I tell Samson before the door falls closed behind us. Gerrit crowds me against the door. He leans in, and I think he’s going to kiss me, but he flips the lock.
“What are you wearing?”
I bite my lip. Damn this man. He knows me too well.
“I wanted to distract you.”
“You said you had a meeting. I would have stayed home. In fact, where is Kurt?” I know he would have. Gerrit has pulled it way back since we got married. He hired new people who can do his job, and he works from home now too. He’s held to his word that I would always come first.
“Don’t be mad at Kurt. I told him I wanted to surprise you when I got out early.”
He steps back, going for the buttons on my coat. “You didn’t answer me.” The coat falls open, and he sucks in a breath. “Love.” He grabs me by the hips, pulling me into him. My feet leave the floor. I wrap them around him as he takes me over to the couch in his office, laying me down on it.
His fingers trail across the small baby bump that is already forming. We haven't told anyone about it. We plan to tonight when everyone comes over to dinner to see how our son’s first day went. Everything in this family is a production, and I love it. Everyone is always looking for a reason to get together.
Sadly, my parents never really pulled it together and over time have drifted out of our lives. It was their loss. Gerrit’s mom and dad are like parents to me now. I don’t think I could have better ones than them.
“Why do I get so fucking turned on when you’re pregnant?”
“You’re always turned on.” I laugh. “But I know the feeling.” I am the same way. He leans down, kissing my stomach before he starts to pull at his own clothes until he’s naked. He comes down over me, his mouth meeting mine. I run my fingers through his short hair.
“I love you so damn much. Never in a million years did I think I could feel the way you make me feel.”
“Gerrit.” My stomach flutters. All these years and he can still do that to me. “You’ve done the same for me. We were made for each other. We belong together.”
“In this life and the next.”
“I have no doubt you’d follow me into the next life to make sure no men got close to me.” I laugh.
“Damn straight.” His fingers hook in my panties as he pulls them down my legs. My laughter quickly turns into a moan as my husband pleasures me and then makes love to me. He always gives me what I need. I have no doubt I have the happily ever after I was always meant to. And it’s all because of him.
My husband wouldn't settle for anything else. What that man wants he gets. Lucky for me, I’m always what he wants and needs.