“That’s so wrong,” I wheezed out.
She looked down as the sheet fell, and the look on her face mirrored my own. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Wish I knew,” I sucked in a breath. “Can we stop this now?”
“Because I’m pregnant? Because you think I can’t take it?”
Before I could think of how unwise it was to say it, or how I was taking my life in my own hands, I shouted, “Yes!”
Glass shatteredas I flew through the window, not for the first time in my life.
As I was falling to the ground, it was like time froze around me, and I considered how my life might be if I married a normal woman. There would be lots of sex, home-cooked meals, tons of love, and things would be calm.
And then there was Blake.
A tornado of a woman whom I did not want to piss off. But when she was mad, damn it was good.
Of course, that was before I hit the ground and felt the sharp pricks of glass embedding themselves into my body. Time came back to me as the last of the glass rained down on my face.
Lying there on the ground, my dick still hard and the sheet billowing in the breeze a few feet away, I stared up at my future wife. Standing in the window, she was beautiful and fierce, and so damn sexy.
“Seriously?” Jeff asked, snorting in amusement.
I didn’t dare tear my gaze from Blake’s as she flipped me off.
“Love you, too, baby!” I called out, wincing as the pain in my side intensified.
She flipped me off again and walked away, shutting the curtains behind her.
“Damn, what the hell did you do to piss off that woman?” he asked, averting his eyes from my naked form.
“I wouldn’t fight her,” I gasped. “Fuck, my balls are crawling inside me to get away from her.”
Liam’s gaze slid over me before stalling on my very erect cock that just wouldn’t go down. “Um…is that normal?”
“Nothing about this is normal,” I wheezed.
“You’re still?—”
“Hard,” Jeff finished, nodding as he stared down my penis.
“I realize that.”
Jeff’s head whipped up to meet my gaze. “Wait, is that why she pushed you through the window? No means no. Not cool, bro.”
“That’s not what?—”
“Dude, why is it so…”
“Big?” Liam finished for Jeff, both of them gawking at my penis.
“Abnormally so. Seriously, I didn’t know they came that big.”
Huffing, I tried and failed to roll away from their prying gazes. Between my broken balls and the glass shard embedded in my back, there was nowhere to go.
“Would you shut up?” I snapped. “It’s not that big.”
Liam snorted in amusement. “It sort of is.”
