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She raked her fingers through his hair and smiled at him. “I am, too.”

A shiver raced down her spine when she felt his hand slide between her legs. Her back arched off the mattress when he pushed two fingers into her tight cunt. God, the stretch should have been uncomfortable but instead made her need grow.

“Roland…” she cried out.

“I know, Sweetheart. I just want to make you feel good.”

“You are. I just need you. Please don’t make me wait.”

Roland slid up beside her and smoothed the hair from her face. “Tell me if you’re uncomfortable.”

“I will. Please hurry.”

He moved on top of her, being careful not to press on her stomach. When he started sliding into her, she lifted her legs to circle his waist and grabbed onto his shoulders. The sensations seemed to be bigger than before, but she remembered it had been a long time since they made love.

He was so incredibly gentle as he worked his cock into her. She wanted to beg but knew he wouldn’t take a chance hurting her. The air blew from her lungs when he was seated as far into her as he could get.

“Jesus, I miss being in you so much,” he said and pressed his lips against hers.

She tilted her hips when he wouldn’t move. He chuckled and started moving. The pace he set was slow and smooth, and that’s all it took to push her to the peak, ready to go over.

She just needed something to help.

“Please,” she begged.

“I know, Pet. I’m not going to last, either. Let me help you.”

He reached between them and pressed on her clit. It had never been so sensitive before, and it pushed her over, making a scream tear from her throat. He continued to thrust inside of her but faster to gain his own satisfaction.

She could feel the warmth of his cum fill her, setting her off again. Although it wasn’t as strong as the first, it was just as satisfying.

Roland carefully pulled out of her and moved to the side. Her husband cupped her face, kissed her a few times, and tucked her closer to him before relaxing his head.

“God, I love you,” he said.

Her eyes slid closed as she felt sleep start to drag her down. “I love you so much.”

“Go to sleep, Wife. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

Laila nestled as close to him as she could before she let herself fall asleep.

Her last thought was she was going to do anything to make him happy and do everything in her power to birth a healthy baby.

Chapter Twenty-One

Roland got off the phone and sat back, trying to control his anger. He’d finally been able to have a conversation with Troy, the man who asked him to stay for a drink the night Laila got hurt.

The man was sorrowful knowing his father had used him in his scheme to keep him and Laila apart. Now, he had to figure out why his father went to such lengths to put a wedge between them, and the only way he knew for sure was to ask him face-to-face. Roland was determined to get his answers and to sever his relationship with his father.

His phone rang, bringing him out of his dark thoughts.

“Roland, you asked me to tell you when your father was home,” Betsy said.

“Good. I’ll find him. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Roland stood and walked out of his office, determined to finish this today.

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