She growled a filthy, sexy sound of need as she bounced on my lap.
“Come, little agent. Fuck me and come.”
Swiftly gasping, she did. Her pussy clenched me, gloving me and triggering me to lose my control. As she sat back down, her legs spread wide over my thighs, one of her breasts filling my hand, she came. The first waves of her climax had her crying out incoherent sounds of pleasure. Maybe shock, too. I wasn’t any better or able to stay quiet. Growling through the bliss of coming deep inside her, I held her on my lap before she’d tumble off and fall to the floor.
“Fuck, Sadie,” I crooned, kissing along her neck as she trembled and rode out the waves of her orgasm. Over and over, my dick twitched inside her. Up and down, our chests heaved as we caught our breath.
“That’s my good girl,” I praised gently, rubbing her arm as I moved my hand to her stomach. Letting her belly rest in my palm, I tried to support her and our child, so she’d be able to stay limp and lax on me, numb from the rush of orgasming so sharply.
“Mmm-hmm,” she agreed, smiling with her cheek pushing up against mine.
For several minutes, we sat just like that. Reunited and as one, like we were meant to be. Her shiver and trembles eased up. My head felt slightly clearer as I tried to slide out of her to clean her up.
A long yawn left her lips and I laughed. “I thought you said you weren’t in the mood to rest.”
She grinned slowly, melting my heart with how satisfied she looked. “I am now.”
“Then let me get you in bed,” I said as I helped her up.
“First a shower,” she suggested sleepily.
“Your wish is my command,” I teased in a low whisper, picking her up and carrying her. As she giggled and held on tight, I fell in love with her a little more with each step.
30
SADIE
When I came to the next morning, I needed a moment to get oriented. It was just a blip of confusion, and no one could fault me for adjusting. Emil was making sure I was cared for and comfortable. His family members weren’t treating me like I was an outsider.
But still, it was natural to need to take stock and ensure I was safe. After weeks of being hidden under a hood and deprived of sight, it felt like a blessing to blink and peer at the world as I pleased. It was a gift I’d never take for granted again. Being moved and transported over and over again threw off my psyche, too.
As soon as I rolled over and snuggled against Emil, though, all was right again.
His body heat and the shape of his chiseled, hard body were a mapwork I was well familiar with now.
I was safe.
Yet, I knew this was a temporary phase. I wouldn’t stay here at Luka Dubinin’s mansion for good. Putting the energy into figuring out where I would call home felt like too much of an unknown at the moment. Just surviving was a big enough task. Preparing for this baby was more.
No nursery. No thoughts about names.
I sighed as I sat up more, causing Emil to stir.
I had nothing ready for this baby, nothing materialistic, at least, and I needed to start moving on that. I needed a job—income to provide for the baby’s things. I had to secure a place to live—a home and the usual items like a crib and a place to store clothing.
“You look like you’re thinking way too hard this early in the morning,” he muttered in a sexy, sleepy voice.
I smiled, letting him pull me into his embrace to cuddle. Like he always did, he lowered his hand to rest protectively over my stomach.
“What are you thinking about?” he asked.
“So many things. I haven’t done anything to prepare for this baby. I don’t have a job. I’ll lose my apartment soon. I haven’t even?—”
He turned my face until he could kiss me silent.
Once he let me free, I opened my mouth to keep going. “There isn’t much time before the baby will be?—”
Again, he kissed me quiet, slipping his tongue in to make it a deeper one.
