But bringing another life into this world…I’m not sure I’m the best fit.
Bronte inches closer, stopping at the edge of the bed before he hunches down beside it, taking one of my hands into his.
“I’m not going to lie and say you carrying my child doesn’t do shit to me. In fact, I’ve never run to a drug store quicker in my life. However, I understand it not being the right time. And I’m not?—”
“It has nothing to do with you andeverythingto do with me.”
“You?” he repeats with zero indicators that he has doubts. “You’re talking to a man whose mother was Catherine Harding. You’d be a fantastic mother.”
Right.
Still.
“I’m…about to make a big move. I have to look for a new job. I need to buy a car.”
“I already did that. It’s in the driveway.”
It’s already in the driveway, he says.
And I’ve got nothing.
Nothing.
Just blinks and zero words that come to mind. Bronte just speaks and handles it. He doesn’t look for praise or holds it over my head.
He manages, protects, andlovesme.
That’s all.
“You must really like being married to me,” I utter, holding his vivid light green eyes because they’re easy to fall into. They’re easy to believe.
“More than you’ll ever know, Daydream.”
With a small tug on his hand, Bronte is prompted to the meaning and begins climbing onto the bed, hovering on top of me as I wrap my arms around his spine.
“If we’re pregnant…I’m going to need time to mentally adjust.”
“Understandable.”
“And I need you to be patient with me.”
He nods. “I can do that.”
“And, Bronte…”
“Mhm?”
“Shove your thick cock inside me and make me come.”
I count to sixteen seconds before Bronte’s hard dick arrives at my panties, his fingers yanking the material to the side underneath my dress, and he’s thrusting inside me.
I moan from the immediate pleasure as he stretches me out. My calves wrap around his ass as I force him closer, and his hips pull back just to slam into me again.
Bronte’s face drops between my shoulder and neck, pressing long, hot kisses along my flesh as I close my eyes to relish in my new life.
My new future.
New plans and hopes that I haven’t been able to map out yet, but feel hopeful for, once more.
