Kiss my Boss (Plot Twist, I'm Pregnant 1) - Page 59

We had been having sex like crazy because I was three days over my due date. I was a whale. I was ready to give birth, but our son didn’t seem to want to come out. A part of me wanted to keep him safe in my belly, where he was protected from the harshness of the world, but then I’d deprive him of the pleasures of the world too.

“I don’t want to count. Just spank me,” I jutted my ass out, pushing against him. The urge to fuck him every which way to Sunday never faded since I got pregnant. My pregnancy hormones were through the roof. He didn’t have a problem sating them. We fucked at least three times a day, but I was worried my water would never break, and I’d have to have a C-section. I didn’t want a scar.

He flipped me over, my ass against the bed, burning and no longer being abused by his palm. Godrick lifted my legs onto his shoulders and gripped my hips to lift me in the air. His wide cock stretched me as he sank inside me.

“Nothing will ever be better than feeling you.” His left hand spread my knees apart, and his ring shined in our bedroom light.

We married the next day at the hospital, and every day has been everything I had ever wanted in my life. Brian wasn’t behind bars. He was in a mental facility getting treated for his psychosis. He wasn’t ever going to bother me again. Life was perfect.

“I don’t like this position,” I said, and I cupped my swollen stomach. “It makes me feel like a whale.”

He stopped moving, and that familiar glint in his eye that told me didn’t like what I said shone. He pulled out of me, his cock wet from my juices and he flipped me on to my hands and knees, and smacked my ass so hard, fluid rushed out of me.

Oh.

A lot of fluid.

“Holy shit, your water broke.”

“Holy shit, my water broke!” I repeated what he said, shocked. I didn’t move. I was afraid to breathe. Well, I was afraid to breathe until my first contraction hit. “Godrick!” My hand flew to my stomach. He turned me onto my back slowly, his cock still raging hard. “You’re still hard? Are you kidding me?” I growled at him.

“I can’t help it. I want you all the time. You’re hot when you’re in labor. You are having my baby.”

“You’re a caveman.” I tried to breathe quicker, faster, pulling my knees up when my contractions became too close together. “Godrick, the baby is coming now. Now! You don’t have time to take me to the hospital. Call an ambulance. You are delivering this baby right. Nowwww!” I screamed, pushing through the first contraction until all my strength in my body was gone. I collapsed, sweaty and weak. I couldn’t do this. That was only one push. How was I going to get this entire baby out of me?

“I see the head, baby. You’re doing so good.” He rubbed his hand up and down my legs, reassuringly, giving me strength. “You can do this. You’re the strongest woman I know.”

Another contraction hit, and I somehow found the strength to push again. I screamed at the top of my lungs, and my body gave way again.

Godrick choked up, and his eyes brimmed red as he pulled our son free from me right as the paramedics burst into the room. I was exhausted, but Godrick held up our son, all white with a bit of blood on him, but he was beautiful. He had my red hair, poor little guy; he couldn’t get away from it.

“He’s perfect,” I said.

“You’re perfect.” He laid our son on my chest, kissing my sweaty forehead.

The paramedics checked me out, and one even delivered the afterbirth, but I laughed the entire time.

“What’s so funny?”

“We are naked. The paramedics are here. My ass still stings from you spanking it.” Oops. I didn’t mean to say that out loud. One of the paramedics quirked a brow but didn’t say anything. He hid a smile and continued working, making sure we were healthy. “What a story to tell our son.”

“It will scar him for life,” Godrick said, slipping on a pair of shorts and pulling one of my nightgowns over my head. “I can’t wait to tell him when he is old enough.” He grinned at our little chubby-faced baby.

Godrick Stoneridge swooped in and changed my life. He wasn’t dark at all, not like I initially thought, he was pure light, my joy, my new religion.

I didn’t believe in much, but I believed in him, and that love was stronger than any faith that could ever test me.

Forbidden Kiss

Taylor

“How does my dress look?” I turned around to check myself in the mirror and adjusted a couple of wrinkles in the fabric.

“It looks fine.” My younger sister, Anna, looked up from her book for a moment and shrugged. “Why do you care anyway? It’s not like you’re going to buy anything.”

“I want to blend in with the crowd—the best way to do that is to look like I belong there.” My shoulders slumped forward, and I sighed.

I totally don’t look like I belong there.

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