“It’s one thing to be kind to a stranger, Aaric.It’s another thing entirely to take her into your home, feed her, buy her a million gifts, and offer to marry her.”
I chuckle.“I guess when you put it that way, it does sound rather rushed.”
“Rushed?Aaric, that’s a freight train hurtling down a hill with no brakes.”
Laughing again, I shrug.“I guess I’m a freight train, then.I can’t think of any place I’d rather be or any person I’d rather be with.I’ve been wandering aimlessly for years.Today, I feel a sense of clarity I don’t recall experiencing before.Maybe I’ve lost my marbles, but marrying you and becoming the father of your baby feels right to me.”
“You’re going to wake up tomorrow and realize you had a concussion today,” she teases.
“Nope.I’m going to wake up tomorrow and find this gorgeous woman in my bed and know I’ve made the right decision.”
“The marriage won’t be real if we don’t have sex,” she blurts out.
I shake my head.“That’s bullshit.Our marriage will be real no matter what.No one will ever know when or if we have sex.It’s none of their business.I would never pressure you to make that kind of decision on top of everything else.Pregnant women have a hard time finding a comfortable position to have sex in, and there’s no way I’m going to enter your body without knowing I can make you see stars.So don’t even think about sex for a while.Doctors don’t recommend women have sex for six weeks after giving birth.Your body will need to heal.But even then, we will wait until you’re ready.”
I hope I’m making sense.This is such an important topic.I want her to know she will not be pressured by me.Never.I don’t care how sexy she is.I’ll keep my dick tucked away in my pants.
And damn, is she ever sexy.Even right now, lying in bed, her face is rosy with embarrassment.When she’s waddling through the house, she’s fucking adorable.I know she will be radiant after she gives birth.She’s going to blossom into the best mom in the world.And I can’t wait to see it.
Hannah rolls toward me.It’s not easy.Every movement takes effort, but she manages to turn onto this side, reposition the pillow between her legs, pull the covers up, and lean her cheek on the cool pillowcase.“Thank you,” she whispers.“I don’t know where I would be tonight if you hadn’t found me.”
“You would still be right here.You were headed this way when I picked you up,” I tease, reminding her that she was only a short distance from Gallant Mountain at the time.
She rolls her pretty blue eyes.They look like deep pools of water in the dim light.I could stare into them for hours.When she tucks her small hands under her chin and sighs contentedly, my cock lurches.
Down, boy.You’re going to have to be patient.Very patient.
She has to be tired even after sleeping for most of the day, but she stays alert.After several minutes, she speaks again, her words careful and soft.“I’ve only had sex one time.”
I hadn’t expected her to open this conversation.I guess she’s been thinking about my words.“I didn’t figure you had.”
“It was painful.”
“I’m sure it was, especially since I assume he didn’t do anything to make it feel good for you.”
She frowns.“Like what?”
I lick my lips, hesitating.This is a serious fucking discussion, and I need to be careful.I want to say the right things to reassure her without making her freak out.
“When you’re with someone you care about, sex is a beautiful experience for both parties, honey.For most men, it doesn’t take a lot of time or material for them to get aroused and ready to have sex.But, on the flip side, most women need foreplay.”
Her brow scrunches deeper.“Foreplay?”
“Yep.If I were going to have sex with you, I would start by treating you like a princess for the entire day.Little kisses on your neck when you least expect them.Soft touches.Whispering kind words in your ear.Cupping your face and touching the small of your back.Things like that.Things that make a woman feel amorous.”
She continues to stare at me like I have two heads, her nose and cheeks so contorted it looks like she smells something sour.She’s so cute.
I smile.“A man shouldn’t get to decide when a woman must have sex with him.It’s a mutual decision.She shouldalwaysbe able to say no or even change her mind once they’ve started.”
“You act like it’s a big deal.”
“It is, honey.It’s your body.No one gets to touch you unless you want them to.That includes your husband.But trust me, if you were really happy and in love, you wouldwantto have sex.It’s natural.Snuggling up to your man would make your body come alive.Your breasts would feel heavy.Your pussy would get swollen and wet.Then, when he touched you, you would see stars.”
Her cheeks flush a deeper pink.“That sounds silly.”
“It’s not.I assure you.”As I watch, she pulls her knees up as much as her bump allows and fists her hands in front of her chest.I think my talk about sex has affected her.Good.My cock is fucking hard.
“Well, I don’t get it, but it sounds nice.”
