Blue Lines: The Assassins Series: A Loveswept Contemporary Romance (35 page)

“All right, let go, left foot, right foot,” he instructed again.

Piper took in a deep breath and tried again. Finally after an hour, he accepted that
she was a horrible skater and directed her to sit on the bench.

“We will come back after Dimitri’s born,” he said, unlacing her skates.

Piper was elated with his comment about coming back to skate after the baby came.
That
meant that he was looking toward the future. That meant he wasn’t going anywhere.

Right?

With a little grin, she let out a happy breath as she played with the pendant he had
given her. Glancing over at her, he smiled as he asked, “Are you feeling okay?”

She nodded. “I feel wonderful.”

It was all because of him, too, and she couldn’t thank him enough for all he had done.
After opening her birthday presents, they went back to bed and cuddled while watching
movies. It was the perfect day, and she was sad to see it was almost at an end.

“No more of those Braxton Hicks thingies?”

She shook her head. “I’ve been good, but let me tell you, if those were just a little
preview of what is to come, I’m not going to make it.”

Erik laughed as he shook his head. “We still have Lamaze classes to take, which should
help prepare you for the delivery, and I’ll be there.”

“I’m about to say eff it and do the epidural.”

“Is that what you want?”

“I don’t know. Audrey isn’t using it but Fallon is. Elli didn’t get to with the first
two but with the boys she did, and Harper was a champ, almost pushed Ally out in the
car. So I don’t know.”

“Well, whatever you choose, you got me to claw at,” he said with a grin.

“This is good to know and I will hold you to that.”

He nodded as he pulled her legs up, bringing her closer before laying her legs across
his. Taking her chin in his hands, he placed his lips to hers softly as his other
hand rested at her side. Kissing her slowly, he drew out the kisses, sweeping his
tongue in an erotic way. He made her toes curl and her heart race as she kissed him
back, her own fingers tangling in his hair, trying to bring him closer.

God, she wanted him.

She took in a deep breath, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip as her heart raced
at speeds only he could precipitate. “You’d better be careful, Mr. Titov, I might
try to have my way with you on this bench.”

He moved his nose along hers. “You wouldn’t dare.”

She took in a sharp breath, tangling her fingers in his hair. She wanted him, and
she
wanted him now.

* * *

When the sign came up for Sweetbriar, Erik almost cried out in relief. Driving quickly
through the town, he did a wide turn into the driveway and was surprised he even shut
the car off before hopping out to open the door for Piper. Once she was out of the
car and in his arms, he kissed her up against the car. His cock was pressing against
the zipper of his slacks, begging for her, and as he pressed himself into her, he
was rewarded with a sexy groan.

Lifting her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her into the house.
Nudging the door shut with his foot, he pressed her against the wall, pulling the
front of her dress off before he buried his face between her swollen breasts. She
cried out, her fingers tangling in his hair as her center rubbed against him. Groaning,
he bit down on her taut nipple before swirling his tongue around it, bringing her
breast into his mouth as he trapped her body with his. He was rewarded with her cries
of passion, her fingers pulling the back of his hair as her legs squeezed his waist.

He wasn’t going to make it.

She pulled at his shirt, up and over his head, before throwing it to the side. Her
mouth moved down his neck, kissing his chest before running her tongue along his nipples.
He hissed out a breath as his hands bit into her hips, thrusting himself into her.
Not able to take any more, he held her close, bringing her mouth down to his as he
carried her down the hall to the couch. He set her feet on the floor and watched as
she unzipped the dress, pulling it down with her panties. His hand shook as he removed
his pants, his cock springing free.

Piper lay on the couch moving her legs apart as Erik settled between them. She moved
her wet center up his swollen cock and it took everything for him not to push into
her and fuck her until he couldn’t see anymore. Instead, he pulled away, taking her
arms in his hands, bringing her into a sitting position.

“Stand up,” he groaned out.

“Huh?”

“Stand up, one foot on each side of me.”

She looked confused as her chest rose and fell but she did what he asked, putting
her in
the perfect spot for his mouth to devour her. Gripping her fine ass, he buried his
face into her center, tonguing her as his fingers bit into her skin. She tasted so
sweet and it made him harder than a rock while her screams filled the room. Her fingers
held on to the back of his head, pulling his hair as he flicked his tongue along her
taut clit. When she pulled away, bending over for support, his hand smacked her lightly
on her ass, surprising her as she screamed out.

“No, stand up,” he said against her swollen lips.

“I can’t take it!” she cried, her body quivering under his touch.

“Yes you can,” he said before moving his mouth quickly, back and forth through her
lips. When she fell again, his hand came down, slapping her ass cheek again. She was
breathing so hard, her body shaking as he moved his tongue along her lips, dipping
the tip of his tongue inside her, tickling her hole before lapping at her. Going back
up to her clit, he slid his finger inside her before she shattered, her nails biting
into his neck as she screamed out his name.

Kissing her thighs, he continued to fuck her with his finger, her body squeezing him
as he moved his fingers quickly in and out of her. Bringing his other hand up her
body, he took hold of her breast, squeezing and molding it as he continued to kiss
and lick her thighs. Her breathing was labored; her body was shaking and red from
the pleasure he was giving her. He wanted this to last forever.

Moving his lips along the inside of her thighs, he moved under her, until he was looking
at her perky ass.

“What are you doing?” she breathlessly asked, looking over her shoulder at him.

“I’m about to make you come again,” he said as he moved his hands up her thighs. “Bend
over, hold on to the back of the couch. Don’t try to get away, or I’ll slap that ass
again.”

She made a small sound as she bent over to the back of the couch, her ass in the air,
as was her beautiful pussy. His cock strained, wanting her. He wasn’t going to make
it with this woman, but he knew he had to try. Bending down, he moved his hands along
the back of her thighs before running his tongue from her clit to the entrance of
her pussy.

She let out a strangled cry, her knees buckling as he continued the trail he had started,
over and over again until she was shaking beneath his mouth. Dipping his fingertip
inside her, he pressed the pad of his thumb against her asshole, pressing, just to
give her a little more pleasure. She screamed out as she tried to collapse into the
couch, but he was having none of that. As he licked her again she came with a fierceness
he’d never experienced, which only increased his
own satisfaction, knowing that he did this to her. She was his and he was starting
to feel protective of her.

Chuckling, he dusted kisses along her spine as her body trembled under his lips. She
fought for breath as he turned her against the couch, her body limp in his arms.

“Come here, sweetheart,” he whispered.

“I think you killed me.”

He chuckled again as he carried her to the bedroom, pushing the door open with his
toe and then gently laying her down on their bed. Moving over her, he kissed her thighs,
then her pussy before stopping at her belly. Glancing up at her, he saw that she was
watching him, her eyes heavy-lidded as her chest rose and fell. Her body was rosy
and glistening with sweat. She was so fucking breathtaking, he couldn’t stand it,
but most of all he was thankful she was his.

Placing a kiss to her extended abdomen, she took in a breath as he finished the trail
up her body to her mouth. Kissing her passionately, he pushed inside her, both of
them groaning with the sensation. Biting down on his lip, she arched her body to his,
taking him deeper. Her body squeezed him tightly as he moved feverishly inside her.
All time stopped, as they moved together in perfect unison; it was then he knew that
they weren’t fucking.

They were making love.

He cupped her face and used his other hand for support to keep from pressing down
on her too much as he continued to slowly thrust inside her. His lips meeting hers,
he kissed her slowly, drawing out the passion. He never wanted this to end, but he
could feel his balls drawing up, his body jerking. Knowing he wasn’t going to last
much longer, he sat up, taking her thighs in his hands before he started to move more
quickly. His eyes were locked on hers as he lost himself. When he came, he groaned
in blissful agony as he spilled inside her. Still holding her thighs, he let his head
fall back as he fought for breath. It was like the earth had just exploded.

Taking in another deep breath, he looked down at her spent body, her sneaky little
grin as she laid out for him. Smiling, she reached for him, bringing him down for
another lusty kiss. He fell to her side, bringing her into his arms as their legs
tangled. Moving her nose along his, she smiled against his lips before kissing him
sweetly.

“Good birthday?” he asked against her lips.

“Great birthday,” she answered with a nod.

He glanced over at the alarm clock and smiled as he looked back over at her. “You
know
it isn’t over yet.”

“It isn’t?”

“Nope, I still have an hour to make it better than great,” he said sensuously, biting
at her chin.

She let out a breathless sigh as she moved her foot up the back of his calf.

“Well, let’s not waste time.”

Erik knew it was going to be a bad day when he woke to Piper crying.

“Sweetheart?” he asked, sitting up to look down at her. She was holding her side,
taking in deep breaths. He took her into his arms and looked down at her questioningly.
“What’s wrong?”

“Damn Braxton Hicks.”

“Still?”

“Yeah,” she cried as she nodded. “I called the doctor again, and they are too irregular
to be anything else. I didn’t want to wake you. I know you have camp in the morning.
I’m sorry.”

“No, don’t be sorry. What can I do?” he asked, running his hands up and down her arms.

“Can you get me some more water? He said that I might be dehydrated.”

Well, that didn’t sound good. Hopping out of the bed, Erik rushed through the house
to get a tall glass of ice water. Almost falling over Stanley, Erik rushed back to
the room, handing her the glass. She drank it quickly, her face full of tears as she
let out deep breaths.

“They are going away. I’m sorry for waking you.”

“Don’t worry about it. Anything else you need?” he asked, glancing at the clock. It
was three in the morning. He had to get up in a few hours to leave for camp and he
knew he was going to be tired. Piper had been having these pains for the last three
nights since her birthday, and they made him nervous. They hadn’t even gone out for
her birthday with her parents or to dinner with Audrey and Tate because she had been
so tired the last couple of nights. These Braxton Hicks were taking everything out
of her and he wanted nothing more than to fix everything for her.

“Hold me?”

He smiled as he crawled into the bed, pulling her close. She snuggled into him and
closed her eyes, but something was still off. Her body was tense and it worried him.

Erik slept little that night and woke tired and groggy. The first day of training
was usually the day when Coach Bacter noticed who had been working through the summer
and who had clearly just sat on their ass watching baseball games. Erik had worked
hard and wanted that to be
known, but he knew that he wasn’t going to be at his best.

After taking a quick shower, he came back into the room to find Piper sleeping soundly.
She was so beautiful and he hated to leave her. It made him nervous, and he knew he
would worry constantly about her until he got home. Running his fingers along her
jaw, he moved her hair out of her face, leaning down and kissing her on her cheek
before leaving.

Driving to the arena, Erik couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to
happen. He read that the Braxton Hicks meant her body was getting ready for delivery.
She was only thirty-five weeks; five left to go. She was concerned that if the baby
came early there could be something wrong and Erik had to admit that worried him,
too.

He had told his father that he didn’t love the baby yet, but that had changed with
each day that went by. He loved Dimitri and he couldn’t wait to hold him in his arms.
He just prayed and hoped that the baby was healthy and strong.

Pulling into the parking lot of the rink, he parked his car and got out, reaching
for his bag in the backseat. His mind was full of Piper, and as he started for the
back door, he wondered if should call her and if she was awake.

“Erik!! Woohoo! Erik!”

Erik turned to see a group of girls waiting by the fence, waving with seductive grins
on their faces. A part of him knew he should have just waved and kept going, but they
were fans. He loved fans. Tucking his phone back into his pocket, he threw his bag
over his shoulder and made his way over to where they stood. There were three of them,
all blondes with big breasts and nice trim waists. One of the girls wore a short skirt
with a shirt that didn’t leave anything for the imagination. The other girl, the youngest-looking
one, wore a skintight purple dress that had the Assassins emblem on the chest. The
last girl’s jeans hung low on her hips while her shirt didn’t cover her breasts at
all.