ESTELLE
I thought my nightmare was over, but it seemed this was just the beginning— this was probably my life now, constantly worrying about my husband’s well-being whenever he wasn’t around.
To be with a man whose words were his honor, I had learned to be patient and understanding. But I still couldn’t ignore that he was putting his life on the line for me, his family, and the people he valued the most, including his men.
Biting my lip, I closed my eyes as I felt the cold lips against my bare shoulder. Unable to help myself, I gave him access. Maybe it was true. Pregnant women still enjoyed sex even if the abdomen could come the way.
His breathing brushed the shell of my ear, darting his tongue out, flicking my earlobe. A moan escaped from me, wanting more.
My body shuddered as his hand went down, pulling the thin material down my knees and dragging it with his foot down my ankle. Now, I was completely naked in his mercy.
With a low rumble, he swore upon finding out I was soaking, “Fuck.”
He slid his finger inside me, thrusting in and out, his thumb rubbing circles against my clit. He gently bit my shoulder as he lifted my leg and placed it on top of his knee so that he could have access from behind.
He held my head with his free hand. His mouth claimed mine. He kissed me devastatingly slowly, which swept away every thought in my head, and every worry in my chest before he parted my folds and thrust his stiff cock inside me.
I felt full, stretched, and a little uncomfortable in this position. Then Linden deepened the kiss in a way that had my toe-curling, had my clit aching, keeping me asking for more.
He thrust into me from behind, fingering my clit. It was too much, yet my body wanted more. I broke free from the kiss when my body couldn’t hold it anymore.
“I’m coming.” I pushed my ass back, meeting his thrust in the middle. He filled me, but I was greedy. I moved away from his arms. “I want to be fucked on four.”
“Are you sure?” He sounded worried, but I was horny, and I wanted his cock inside me like a breath I took.
“Or I will fuck myself with a dildo.” The problem was I had never owned a dildo before. I positioned myself on four, lifted my ass, arching at him. My head pressed against the mattress.
“Fuck.” There was a satisfaction in his voice. When he pressed the head of his cock against my tiny hole, I pushed my ass up, but I was disappointed. “Your ass is not ready.”
“Oh, God!” I hissed. My body shuddered. My skin burned. My face heated as I felt his tongue on the rim of my anus, flicking it around before he laved my clit to my opening, dragging my asshole. The pleasure was different but deliciously dread as he wouldn’t take me there. My mind wasn’t ready. My body was.
Breathing hard, I bit my bottom lip as I felt his bulbous head on my entrance. He glided it slow, inch by inch, until he was all in, buried deep. He then pulled out. The emptiness worsened the cool air fanning my wet core.
As if adrenaline had loaded into him, he slammed his cock inside, making me yelp in surprise. With a deep groan, his cock pounded with my heartbeat— faster and deeper, it kicked and swelled inside me.
“I’m close!” I cried out. He pounded me in bed and fucked me mercilessly, but that was what I wanted. I wanted to forget that he was walking into danger. But I loved him so much I wouldn’t stop him.
The slick feel of our flesh and emotional connection threw me over the edge. My pleasure went nuclear. I came. At the same time, he did.
Still breathless, I blurted out, “I think I need to have that maternity pillow.”
***
“Gabe, you don’t have to do this. He didn’t say he would come after your family if you refused, did he?” Dad did try his best to convince Linden, but I knew my husband. Once he threw his words out, he would do it no matter the circumstances.
“I already gave my word, sir. I won’t take it back, and I would disagree if I felt a threat in his voice.”
“Don’t waste your time, Dad. He won’t listen to anybody.”
“He’s um— wait. Who is he again? This man you’re meeting. Why do I feel that he’s a big deal and dangerous.” I was impressed that Willa knew nothing about the men her brother encountered.
“He is,” I told her.
“Care to elaborate?” She looked at everyone who seemed to be waiting for her to explode in anger.
“You don’t have to know, Willa. Sometimes, ignorance is bliss.”
“No, brother. I’m done being in the dark for so long. I want to know what my brother is doing from now on. What if something happens to you, huh? Will I just stand there and watch your wife suffer because you can’t just resist the call of danger on you? I wanna know everything, or I swear to God you won’t see me again, and I won’t attend your wedding.” Willa was already on her feet, her arms folded over her chest as she glared at Linden. “Trust me. I’d rather walk away from your life and won’t see you again than watch everyone looking at each other discreetly—”
“Okay. Calm down, Willa,” Moses said.
“Who’s that guy who called you? After the call, everyone was so tense. The room was filled with tension. I’m not stupid. I just ignored the fact that my brothers’ work saves a lot of people.”
“A Russian. I’m only going to tell you what I can. The rest is classified.”
“You sound like you’re working in a secret government agency.”
My brow raised while I turned to my husband. Holy shit! She didn’t know what her brother had been doing all these years after The Firm rebranded to Osmium. Wow.
“Osmium has a partnership with Hover Defense and Security.”
“That sounds inclusive. Defense and Security? Forgive my ignorance. I don’t google my brother or check his company website. I don’t want to overthink every time he’s out there. But I thought you guys just guard rich kids and celebrities.”
I couldn’t hold it anymore. I looked at my husband. “She doesn’t know what you do for a living? Well, that’s first.”