Every Heart (20 page)

Her noises make me move my tongue and mouth that much harder and faster. God, I want her, my whole body aches for hers. To be inside of her, so I slow my movements and lift her out of the chair. Even pregnant, she barely weighs anything. I move on a mission to make love to my wife.

Her arms are around my neck and head against my chest. My eyes move to her stomach, I can’t help but stare there, to the place where our son is growing so comfortably. As I step foot on the plush, white carpet of our room, I set her down, pulling the t-shirt she’s wearing over her head. Staring at her in just a pair of panties like this, takes my breath away. I absolutely married the sexiest woman in the world.

Bain’s expression is carnal. He’s a machine and I love it when he looks at me like this. He has so many sides to him and the beast that he is in bed turns me on like nothing else. Moving my hand, I slide it under the thin lace of my underwear and pull them down. He kneels in front of me and helps them all the way down my legs, so I don’t have to bend. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of him pampering me. My heart races because I know what we are in for is going to satisfy us both, to the fullest.

“On the bed,” he orders, turning me around so I’m headed in the right direction. I walk with adrenaline in my veins and excitement running through my system. Bain’s hands guide me and when I reach the bed, I start to lie on my back, but he stops me.

“On your knees. I want your ass up.”

Grabbing the back of his head, I turn and kiss him. He holds on to my body and kisses me back, giving me so much passion and love. Then I crawl away, staying on my knees like he wants. I can sense he is getting undressed himself and turn to see the last of his clothes hit the floor. His cock is hard, and I can’t wait for him to be inside of me. I don’t know what it is about being pregnant, but my sex drive is on a whole other level. He kneels up on the bed and moves to me on his knees. His breathing is heavy and when he reaches me he doesn’t waste another second before he grabs his cock and guides himself inside of me.

“Oh fuck,” I moan. The feeling is so good.

Slowly he teases me, nuzzling himself all the way inside of me, then taking his hands, he grips my ass pulling my cheeks apart and begins to move. He’s so gentle moving in and out of me.

“Christ, I love your pussy,” he tells me.

I moan in return, bracing my weight the best that I can. Bain stays slow with his movements and asks, “Is this okay?”

“Yes,” I respond. My body is now covered from head to toe in bliss. Everything he does makes me hot. He picks up speed a little and the faster he moves the louder I get. Dropping my head down low, I know this won’t last long. My body is too close. But I hang on, knowing that soon everything will be different. We will no longer have our time together to fuck whenever we please like this, because baby Aaron is going to flip our world upside down.

“Fuck,” Bain yells, and I feel his cock harden even more inside of me. I know he is close and I stop fighting my orgasm. I push myself up so I am just kneeling; my back is to his front and we wrap our arms around each other.

As he moves himself into me so deeply, my body convulses. Everything quakes and I close my eyes tightly, then…my release. It hits me hard. My orgasm washes over me and I scream. Letting Bain take me out of this world. He grunts along with me, still being as gentle as ever.
Goddamn, he’s something else.

Once our bodies settle, he lays us down on our sides. His hand rests comfortably on my heart, on his heart. It really is no longer mine. It belongs to him. Lying with Bain in silence like this is the best place in the world. My body relaxes and I give in to the inevitable sleep that I need. Then out of nowhere, it happens. I sit up, looking between my legs and I know it’s time. “Fuck, my water broke.”

“Rookie of the Year, Bain Adams, has welcomed his first child into the world. Sources close to the couple say both baby and mom are doing well,” the tabloid reporter says through the TV. I grab the remote, pissed that my mom left this shit on and turn it off angrily.

With news like that, I feel like the last thread of the hold I’d been grasping on to with Arion has just completely slipped away. Taking my shoes off, I grab everything I need to make a protein smoothie. My workout today was brutal. Lately, I’ve been pushing myself beyond my normal limits. Partly to replace the pain of the loss I feel for Arion with something else, and also I just want to get into the best shape of my life.

It feels good to know that I am getting there, slowly, but surely. I mean, last I’d checked I was up to a hundred and ninety pounds and it’s all muscle. My phone rings as I start to wash some of the fruit I’m using. I wipe my hand on a towel then grab it. I can tell it’s the gym.

“Hello,” I answer, resting the phone between my ear and shoulder.

“Hi Nate, it’s Amanda. I’m really sorry to bug you, I tried to call Nash first but he didn’t answer.”

“It’s okay. What’s up?” Amanda is one of our personal trainers and does a few of the classes we offer.

“This is going to sound really dumb, but I twisted my ankle working out after my shift. It’s really swollen, so I’m going to have it looked at. But I’m not sure that I can open in the morning. I mean, I’ll—”

I cut her off, “I got you. Don’t even worry about it. Just take care of yourself and let me know what the doctor says.”

“Thanks,” she responds.

“Any time.”

We hang up and I start the blender. In the distance I hear a bang, but with the blender going, I’m not sure if that’s really what I heard. Once my drink is all finished, I pour it into a cup and head upstairs. When I got home my mom was sleeping, so I’m sure it wasn’t her.

But to be sure I head towards her room. Quietly I open the door, making sure I don’t wake her. Peeking in, she’s not in her bed like she was before.

My heart starts to race. “Ma,” I yell, but get no response. I go into the bathroom next to her room. The second I take in the scene before me, I drop the cup out of my hand as nothing but sheer horror flashes before my eyes…

You did it! You patiently waited, and finally, after what seemed like forever, found out what happened to Bain and Arion. I need to give each and every one of you a big thank you. I know at the end of
Every Soul,
you were mad at me, and I said it then and I’ll say it now, “That’s okay.”
Every Soul
was not intended to give Bain and Arion their HEA, but
Every Heart
was. I know with this book, you were freaking out, wondering who she was going to choose and wondering what was going to happen. But throughout the journey and all that wondering, did you really think that Arion wouldn’t pick Bain? Like he said, “I really think if you follow your heart, then we’ll end up together.”

So with that said, what’s next? Well, our boy, Nate, needs his own book, wouldn’t you say? He’s beefed up and toned, now he just needs a lady. The problem: all he wants is Arion. Clearly he can’t have her, because Bain, Arion, and baby Aaron are happy and far, far away in Miami. My point being,
Every Love
is all Nate, no cliffhanger, I promise. :)

After
Every Love,
I’m diving back into the Life. Destiny. Fate. series to give Liam his own book in
Skepticism
, then we move on to Lincoln’s book in
Optimism
. So if you haven’t read any of the Life. Destiny. Fate. books, you so need to. They are HOT and packed full of steamy sex!

To be sitting here writing this and to have completed my fifth book is simply…mind blowing. Someone please wake me up, because this must be a dream come true.

Anyone who knows me, knows I can’t do what I do without my partner in crime, Mr. Prezident! So as always, I must start my thanks to him. Thank you for planning these stories with me and for making sure that they come to life beautifully. Your craft is amazing, and as I’ve said before, I will always keep it to myself. Not only do you push me with my writing and are brutally honest in doing so, but you love and support me along the way. Damn, I’m lucky, so lucky. Thank you, baby, for simply…everything. I love you.

Lisa, Lisa, Lisa, shall we agree to disagree? In this one we did, and I have to say it was a first. Normally, I am a good student, I always listen and take what you have to say into consideration, but with
Every Heart
, I knew my readers would kill me if I dragged out the break-up. So, I had to stick to my guns. Now I’m not saying I won, but I recently had lunch with a blogger and one of the first things she said when we sat down was, “Thank you for having Arion make her decision so early.” Enough about that. Thank you for always having my back and for supporting my vision with my stories. I love how well we work together and how we laugh at the same things. I can’t believe we have completed four books together, and I’m so happy to do so many more.

Leticia, thank you for knocking this baby out so quickly. You are so great at what you do and I appreciate it. I can’t believe we’ve completed another book together. You have become such a dear friend to me and for that I am grateful.

To my Pimpettes and Book Club, I love you all! You support me in the most unimaginable ways. Thank you for reading and loving my stories, for pushing me to be a better writer, and most of all, for your honesty. Thank you for yelling at me and telling me how you really feel.

Lydia with HEA Bookshelf, thank you for helping me organize both a successful cover reveal and blog tour. And to every single blogger that has helped me along the way, thank you! As an indie author, what I do would not be possible without all of you. I wish I could name each and every one of you, but I’d leave someone out and that wouldn’t be fair. But please know: every tag or blog post or mention of my books and my work makes me so happy.