Page 119 of Calamity Rayne Knocked Up

He repositioned himself and pressed forward. “And we’re not naming my son Banks.”

I couldn’t meet his eyes. My boobs were suffocating me and the weight of my stomach left me winded. “Maybe we should just wait?—”

“No, we’re figuring this out.”

“My belly’s in the way, Hale. I’m too big.”

“Your belly’s a part ofyou, Rayne.”

“Well, my boobs look gross like this. I don’t like it.”

He withdrew and rubbed his jaw. “Try getting on top.”

“I’ll crush you.”

“Knock it off.” He moved to his back and guided me over him, but I hesitated. “Go ahead.” He helped me seat myself. “See, you fit perfectly.” His hands cupped my stomach as he slowly flexed his hips.

Okay, this way was actually pretty good. “Don’t look at me.”

“Are you kidding? I love looking at you. You’re gorgeous.”

“Err,” I growled, because I didn’t feel gorgeous.

“Don’t growl at me. You’re a fucking goddess, Rayne.”

A goddess? That was a new one. And I kind of liked where this was going. “Tell me more.”

“You’re radiating life. Knowing you’re carrying my child in there…It’s a total fucking turn-on.”

“Ooh, I’m picking up on some big daddy energy.” I rocked my hips as he held my hands.

“Fucking right I got big daddy energy.That’s my baby in there.” He bucked his hips and I gasped. “And you’re my sexy little wife.”

“Ha. Not really little anymore.”

“To me you are. You’re fucking adorable, Rayne. When I see you wobbling around, I get an instant hard-on. The other day, when you were flopping around trying to find the remote, I nearly came in my pants.”

“You saw that?” I snicked my tongue against my teeth. “You could have helped me.”

“No way. It was like live wife-porn. I think I’ve been hard for you ever since.”

I laughed and clenched around him. “I can tell.”

He groaned. “And when you walk around in those little shorts with the waistband rolled down and your belly sticking out… God, I just want to bend you over and fuck you into next week.”

“All right, take it easy.”

“I’m serious. Your body is a thing of raw beauty. I look at you, and I’m awed by every inch of you.”

“Hale, if you wanted a blowjob, there are easier ways to get one.”

He cupped the back of my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. “I’m not trying to get a blowjob, baby. I’m just trying to get through to you. I love you—every single part of you. I don’t care about your size or how you dress. I just want to be close to you.”

And those were the magic words I needed to hear. Brick by brick, he broke my inhibitions down as he always did. Sex might be a physical act, but sometimes it was more emotional than anything else. Hale loved me, and I loved him. I knew then that we could go through anything together, including the unflattering beauty of childbirth.

We were ready.

I Should Have Suspected…

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