Page 40 of Happily Ever Maybe

“Of course, I’m impatient. I’m always impatient for you.”

I laughed and gently cupped her breasts, playing with hernipples some more. “So sensitive,” Jen whispered and then stiffened, her backarching.

“Too sensitive?” I asked, immediately lighteningmy touch.

She shook her head against me andsighed. “No. Just right. I need you, Gus. Please?”

Her voice sounded so soft and sweet, and I knew she wouldprobably growl at me at any moment. I loved this woman and her mood swings.

Not that I ever called them that. Because if I did, shewould break me, and I would let her.

I fucking loved her.

I slid my hands down her again and lifted her thigh, anglingmyself behind her.

“I love you,” I whispered before kissing her shoulder andslowly sinking deep.

She shuddered, her pussy hot, wet, and clamping around mycock.

It was hard to breathe when she was so close, so warm and inviting.I took my time, sliding in and out of her inch by inch until I was finallyfully seated, and we were both sweating.

“You are torturing me.”

“The best kind of torture, wife.” I kissed her shoulderagain before moving in slow, lazy strokes.

Our courtship had been a whirlwind. And that was just thetip of the iceberg. Somehow, we’d made a bet and argued into getting marriedwithin three months.

I wasn’t quite sure how it’d happened, but one day I washolding my girlfriend, my partner, and the next…we were standing in my parents’backyard, my arms around her, my brother at my side, her younger sister athers, and were vowing to each other that we would take over the world together.

Perhaps not in those terms exactly, but close enough.

Our friends surrounded us, people of our past and hopefullyour future.

Nobody seemed surprised that we’d gotten married so fast. Ithink the world assumed we had been together for over a year, the long monthswhen we had been side by side, pretending we didn’t want each other when wetruly did.

The way we met, fell in love, and started our family mightnot be how everybody else would think love happened, but we were in it for thelong haul.

Finally, Jen came, clamping around my cock as she moaned,her body flushing beautifully. I followed, having held myself back because Iwanted to see her come. Just sinking deep inside her these days could set meoff, and that was a problem. But it didn’t matter, I needed her.

As we lay there, sweat-slick, I held my wife and willedmyself to stay awake.

“We’re going to be late for work,” she mumbled into thepillow. I sighed before slowly sliding out of her. The sensation nearly sent meover the edge, and from the groan that fell from Jen’s mouth, she felt it, too.

“Let’s go shower.”

“Separately.” She huffed out a laugh. “Because we really doneed to get to work. You have a meeting, and I have paperwork.”

“Yay, paperwork,” I teased.

She sat up and flipped me off before sliding her hands overher massive stomach.

I would never call it massive. But she was round with child and looked like some gorgeous goddess of fertility.Again, I wouldn’t say that to her. She could kill me with her pinky.

I helped her off the bed because I wanted to, not becauseshe needed me. We had found a balance in that and how we protected each other.I mostly worked with Kane and Kingston these days while she was in the officeworking with Noah, backing up the cybersecurity branch. She wasn’t doinginstalls as much anymore because standing on a ladder when she was so top-heavywasn’t smart.

As for what would happen after the delivery, our company wasconnected to a childcare group. Because the Montgomery generation before had somany children, they’d created a daycare so people could still work but have afamily member or loved one taking care of their kids. I was grateful thatextended to anyone who worked with the Montgomerys.While there weren’t as many children as there had been in the previousgeneration, I had a feeling the Montgomerys and theirilk were only getting started.

We each showered, made our breakfasts, and settled into aroutine that worked for us. We were living in my house since I had a guest roomthat we’d turned into a nursery, and an office we could put a daybed in to makea guest room. Jen had been renting, so it was an easy move, and things fit.