Page 20 of Her Protective Lumberjack

“Sounds like a good idea. I’ll be there.”

“You and Freya are invited too,” Roman says, looking at Chloe. “I know you never met Nolan, but?—”

“I’m coming.” Chloe’s voice is firm as she takes my hand in hers, squeezing it tight. “I want to be there to support you. Both of you.”

My perfect wife. She always has my back, and I lean down to kiss her cheek, muttering, “Thank you, beautiful.”

“Good.” Roman nods at us. “I’m glad you’re coming, Trace. I think it will do us both good to…you know…”

“Pay our respects,” I finish for him.

“Exactly.”

Roman and I look at each other for a moment, and I know we’re both remembering our days in the army. It feels like a lifetime ago, yet somehow still so recent. Back then, I never imagined I’d get married or have kids. Never thought I’d meetthe love of my life and settle down with her in our own little corner of paradise. I wrap an arm around my wife’s waist and hold her close, my hand brushing her growing bump. I owe everything to Chloe.

“Well, I better get going,” Roman says. “Need to cut back a few more pines before the sun sets.” He looks at me, nodding down at his now empty plate. “Thanks for the pie.”

“No problem.”

“Oh, and Chloe,” he says suddenly, like he just remembered something. “Freya wants to throw you a baby shower. She has a million different ideas for it.” He grins, eyes crinkling when he mentions his fiancée. “Can you give her a call tonight? She’s real excited about it.”

Chloe chuckles knowingly. Freya is always super excited about things. She’s the opposite of Roman, though he’s definitely mellowed out since meeting her. He smiles more easily now, genuine smiles that light up his face, especially when Freya is mentioned. I’m the same way with Chloe. Thinking about her always makes me grin like an idiot, even if she’s sitting right next to me.

“I’ll call her,” Chloe says, beaming at him. “Tell her I’m excited too.”

Roman nods, still smiling to himself. “Well, I’ll see you two later.”

He gives Chloe a big hug and pets Rocky before turning around and walking back the way he came, vanishing into the trees.

“It’s getting a little chilly,” I say once he’s gone, turning to Chloe. “Let’s get you inside, princess. I’ll make you some hot chocolate.”

She smiles at me. “Sounds like heaven.”

She starts packing away her stuff, but I stop her. “You go inside and warm yourself up. I’ll bring all this in.”

Chloe rises on her tiptoes and kisses me on the mouth, her lips soft and warm. “You’re the best. Thank you.”

I watch as she heads inside, my eyes lingering on her deliciously full figure. Pregnancy has made her curves thicker than ever, and I can’t go more than ten seconds without staring at her gorgeous body.

Rocky follows her inside immediately, and I grab her paints, gently carrying everything into the cabin, including her painting. Once everything is back where it should be, I join Chloe on the couch, pulling her close to me.

“I’ll make you that hot chocolate in a minute,” I tell her. “But first, I need to kiss you.”

She giggles, her eyes shining. “Sounds even better than hot chocolate.”

I swear she gets more beautiful every day. She’s like a goddamn dream, and I still can’t believe she’s mine, even now that she’s wearing my ring and carrying my baby in her belly.

“Come here, beautiful,” I murmur, taking her pretty face in my hands and kissing her sweet lips. She tastes like cherry pie, and I slide my tongue into her warm mouth, blood rushing to my cock. Chloe moans against my lips. I pull her onto my lap, and she straddles me, her swollen belly filling the space between us.

“You look so sexy carrying our baby,” I tell her, my lips brushing her ear. “Your curves drive me fucking crazy.”

She glows with pleasure, and to prove my point, I pull her shirt up over her head, tossing it aside along with her bra. Her tits are heavy and swollen, and my cock twitches with need as Chloe gets off my lap and pulls down the rest of her clothes until she’s naked in front of me.

“I need you, Trace,” she breathes. “Please.”

“Fuck. I need you too, princess.”

My gaze roams her body as I reach for my jeans, yanking them to my knees along with my boxers. My engorged cocksprings free, throbbing as Chloe stares at it hungrily. I sit back on the couch while my wife kneels over me, a wild glint in her eyes as she sinks down onto my waiting cock. We moan in unison, and I grit my teeth as Chloe’s sweet heat engulfs me, her walls clamping tight. She feels so fucking good, and I grab her plump ass cheeks, helping her move on my cock.

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