“Then let me make you feel better. I may not be able to carry our kids, but I can make their mother feel better,” he says softly, his voice filled with warmth and care. He gently removes my lace panties, and I shiver at the feeling of his touch. Slowly, he lowers his lips to my pussy. Using his fingers, he spreads me open and licks me from hole to hole. I moan as my body bucks. He looks up and smiles, then he begins to devour my pussy like a man possessed. He licks and sucks me, and I moan loudly, forgetting that my family is in the house with us.
His gaze meets mine, filled with tenderness. “Can you be quiet, Peach? Or do I need to gag that pretty mouth?” he asks, and I know he’ll do it if I defy him.
“I can be quiet,” I whisper, my heart racing in anticipation.
I feel every sensation so intensely, my body responding to his love, his attention. Every movement is a testament to how deeply he cares.
“Hmm, such an obedient girl,” he says and inserts two fingers in me while simultaneously sucking my clit into his mouth. Holy mother of god, I’m not going to last at all. “Your cunt knows who it belongs to; look how it’s inviting me home. Are you going to come for me, mother of my children?”
“Yes, god, yes, please,” I cry out.
“Good girl.” The way he says it makes me feel cherished and adored. When he inserts a third finger, I lose it. A tsunami of come gushes out of me, drenching Calvin and the bed in the process.
“Goddamn,” he says, then he pushes inside of me; he doesn’t even bother undressing, no, he simply pulls out his dick like a fucking wand and works his magic.
“You are so fucking beautiful when you squirt all overme,” he praises. It doesn’t take him long to find his release, and by the time he finishes, I feel myself falling asleep. The last thing I remember is him cleaning me up like he always does.
Iwake up feeling impossibly happy, wrapped in Calvin’s warm body like I’ve been folded into everything I’ve ever needed. His arms are heavy around me, grounding and protective, and I melt into him all over again.
The surreal feeling of being pregnant still lingers in the back of my mind, but the way Calvin reacted to the news, the way his eyes lit up, the way he touched my stomach like it held the universe, makes me smile.
“Good morning, Peach,” he murmurs, eyes still a little sleepy as he smiles down at me.
“Good morning!” I chirp, already grinning like an idiot.
“Happy graduation day,” he says, brushing a kiss across my forehead. “I got you a gift.” He reaches into his nightstand and pulls out a long box, slender and pale blue.
Tiffany & Co.
My breath catches, though a tiny flicker of disappointment sneaks in. It’s not a ring box. Maybe a necklace. Andthat’s fine. I mean, just because I’m pregnant with his child doesn’t mean he wants to marry me. Right?
He brings the box closer and flips it open, revealing an absolutelyinsanediamond necklace. It gleams under the soft light, each diamond perfectly cut and glinting like stars. The centerpiece is a stunning, large-carat diamond surrounded by a halo of smaller stones. It’s elegant. Classic. Breathtaking.
“Calvin,” I gasp, reaching out to touch it like I might break it.
“Turn around,” he says, and I obey without thinking. His fingers graze my neck as he clasps it on me. “Go look in the mirror. Tell me if you like it.”
Likeit?
I practically sprint to the bathroom, heart pounding, and the necklace is even more beautiful when I see it on me. Like something out of an old Hollywood dream. But as I admire it, something else catches my eye.
Aring.
Onmyfinger.
A huge, glittering diamond ring.
I scream.
“Calvin?!” I shout, spinning and racing back into the bedroom, only to stop dead in my tracks.
He’s onone knee,wearing the softest, most vulnerable smile I’ve ever seen on him.
“Calvin… what are you…” I choke on a sob as tears blur my vision.
“Blair Miller,” he begins, voice steady but eyes shimmering. “From the first moment we met, my life took on new meaning. I know the way we started wasn’t perfect, but you? You’ve made me better in every way. Every smile you give, every tear you’ve cried, every smart-ass thing you’ve said toput me in my place, I’ve fallen deeper in love with you through it all.”
I’m crying so hard I can barely see him, but I nod, nod, nod.
