Page 126 of Hidden By His Side

Summer melted back into the pillows he’d stacked around and under her, looking more relaxed finally. He’d nagged her into staying home today, since she was three days past her duedate. She had kept rubbing at her lower back and wincing. What had started out as a back massage had turned into her begging him to fuck her. The pregnancy hormones had kept her needy throughout the last trimester, and even Ramiro’s stamina was starting to dip.

“Need another?” he asked, rocking a little to test whether she wanted more.

Summer made a humming sound in her throat, her eyes staying closed.

One of his hands moved to her stomach, and he brushed over the stretched skin. “Is your back still aching?”

“Not as much,” she mumbled, sighing.

Ramiro believed her. She’d been hiding her discomforts less and less, to the point that he happily listened to her grumble at the end of each day. He did the best he could to help ease things for her, but there was only so much he could do now that she was full term. Multiple orgasms had been the best cure he had found so far, especially when she demanded them with that stubborn little scowl.

Her lips tilted up in a small smile as she let out another relaxed hum.

Ramiro eased his cock out of her. When they parted, liquid gushed from her and soaked the sheets below.

Summer’s eyes flew open as her body tensed. “Oh no! Please tell me that didn’t happen.”

Ramiro swallowed his chuckle, placing a kiss on her knee. “It’s okay. I read—”

A small sob slipped out of her lips, and her hands covered her face.

“Hey, no. Look at me, baby girl.” He waited for her hands to shift, for those gorgeous blue eyes to lock on his. “Everything’s fine. I promise.”

The red in her cheeks made him want to kiss her, but he helped her to stand instead.

More liquid rushed out of her, soaking the carpet at her feet.

“Oh!” Summer squeaked out, staring down.

Ramiro’s head got dizzy as he stared with her. “Your water broke. I think I finally fucked you into labor like you wanted.”

Summer turned a glare on him. “That’s not what I wanted!” She shook her head as he grinned at her. “And quit looking so proud of yourself. I—” She broke off with a pained gasp, her hand pressing against her firm belly and her eyes squeezing shut.

Ramiro’s smile fell as she panted through the pain. “It’s okay. Slower breaths. Breathe with me now.”

Her hand was in his, gripping it so tightly it ached by the time the contraction passed.

She released a shaky breath. “I don’t like this. I don’t want to do this anymore.”

Ramiro pulled her against him, wrapping his arms around her. “It’s going to be okay. I’ll be with you the whole time.”

She nodded against his chest, petting at it the way she liked to do. Her body relaxed as her breathing slowed. Tension built in her pregnant belly, pressed against his, and then her breathing hitched and she gasped in pain again. He rubbed her back whilehe breathed with her, not saying anything, but her breathing steadied to match his pace. He stared at the clock over her head.

His heart thumped hard in his chest when she relaxed again.

“Let’s get dressed, and I’ll call the doctor,” he said, hoping like hell he’d timed the contraction wrong. The hospital wasn’t far. She and their daughter would be fine.

Summer pushed away enough to look up at him. “Are you sure about this?”

Ramiro kissed her forehead with a laugh. “It’s a little late now, isn’t it?”

“You’re supposed to say,yes!”

He kissed her lips this time. “It’s going to be hell, seeing you in pain, but I love you. I love both of you.” His hand rubbed over her belly.

Summer’s face softened, so he repeated the words. “I love you so much, baby girl.”

Her hands snaked around him, and he forced himself to stand there with her for a few more minutes as his heart beat out of control and his mind raced, unable to latch on to a thought that would stay for more than a second.

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