Bedside (Sexy Sides #3) (3 page)
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Authors: Dara Ames
She’d never believed that two people could connect this way, could compliment each other so perfectly, until she’d met Jake. And each time they came together this way her love for him expanded even more.
Eyes locked on his, she wrapped her legs around his hips and urged him deeper, lifting to meet each of his thrusts.
Braced on his arms, Jake picked up the pace, plunging harder with each stroke. The crisp hair on his chest abraded her sensitive nipples, the scratchy sensation zinging shocks straight to her core.
His eyes never left hers, the depths of his irises churning with a potent mix of desire and love.
He ground his pelvis against hers with each downward motion, creating delicious pressure against her clit. Each thrust was accompanied by a sexy grunt from low in his throat, the kind of sound he made when logic had fled and craving had taken over.
Anxious to help him find release, Emma reached up with one hand and circled his tiny nipple with her thumb, pleased and fulfilled when she felt it pebble underneath. Pinching lightly, she noticed his thrusts become harder, quicker, and knew he was nearing his breaking point.
“Yes, Jake,” she breathed, continuing her assault on his nipple. “I want to feel you come inside me.”
He growled, the sound one of a wild beast claiming his mate, and she felt his cock grow impossibly harder inside her.
Levering himself up, he slammed into her in one long, hard plunge.
“You,” he said, pounding home again. “First.”
And on the next stroke he reached between him and pressed his thumb on her clit, the continuous pressure multiplied when he thrust in hard again.
She felt the climax begin to swirl in the pit of her stomach, that blissful wave that would soon rush across her whole body. To ensure that Jake was with her, she leaned up to lick his nipple, circling the hard nub with her tongue before sucking it into her mouth.
Jake rotated his thumb, and her clit burned with the pleasure his touch created. His movements became even more erratic, more forceful, as he barreled his way toward his own release.
When he ground against her once more, his thumb firm against her distended clit, her orgasm broke, washing over her with a kind of intensity her earlier climax only hinted at.
Her channel seized around his cock, over and over again, with vise-like strength, his hard length inside her making each spasm more intense.
Just as her climax crested and she began her descent back to reality, she felt his body go rigid, heard his grunts become more guttural, and felt him pulse violently within her.
Jake’s orgasm drew out the aftershocks of her own pleasure, as he pumped along with the final throbbing beats of his climax.
“Em,” he panted, breath still coming in short gasps. “That was… God, I love you.”
Sliding her arms around her husband, Emma smiled and thought of the little secret she’d yet to share with him.
“I love you, too.”
Chapter 6
Spent in the best possible way, Jake collapsed on top of Emma, doing his best to keep his weight off her small frame. Sex with his wife never ceased to amaze him, and after four years of marriage, that showed no signs of changing. If anything, their intimate life got sexier and more interesting the longer they were together.
Slick with sweat, he noticed rose petals sticking to their skin and chuckled, plucking one from Emma’s shoulder.
“I like your idea of wild romanticism,” he said, brushing a soft kiss on her lips.
“And I like your idea of blind surprises,” she answered.
“I’m a little bummed that we’re out of fantasies to draw out of the bowls,” he sighed. He would miss the anticipation of wondering what adventures awaited him when he returned home.
“I’m sure we can come up with a few more to fill the bowls back up.” Emma winked, a wicked little smile tilting the corners of her mouth. “In fact, there’s a new one in yours already.”
Puzzled, Jake twisted his head in the direction of their dresser. He grinned when he saw the paper in his bowl. His wife was a sneaky woman.
“And just how did that get in there?”
Emma shrugged, eyes wide with an expression of feigned innocence. “I guess you better go check it out.”
Laughing, Jake slid his cock from her body, already missing the warmth of her intimate embrace. He walked to the dresser and picked the paper out of the bowl, and returned to the bed to find Emma sitting up, picking rose petals off her skin.
“Had one more fantasy, did you?” he teased, holding the paper between them, unopened.
“More like a wish,” she said. “Read it.”
Unfolding the paper, Jake ran through the many possibilities, enjoying imagining what fantasy Emma might’ve snuck into the bowl.
But then he read the words.
And was stunned speechless.
You’re going to be a father.
Joy and excitement and terror and wonder blasted through his system at the realization of what she’d written.
They were having a baby.
Even in his shell-shocked state, he knew his reaction and his next words were perhaps the most important of his life.
“We’re having a baby?” He phrased it as a question, but the tone of voice sounded more like an exclamation. So he said it again, with a bit more emphasis. “We’re having a baby!”
He lunged at her, gathering her in his arms and pressing kisses all over her face, praying his actions might express a fraction of the happiness filling his soul.
“I take it you’re happy,” Emma said, laughing as his mouth found hers.
“Ecstatic.” And it was the truth. He’d never felt anything close to the elation he felt at this moment. “Our love made a whole new person.”
Emma smiled, and threw her arms around his neck. Hugging him tight, she said, “It’s the most perfect expression of our love.”
“I agree,” he said, pulling back to look in her eyes. He pressed his forehead to hers, and added. “Perfect.”
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