Page 72 of There Are No Words

“In fact,” I added, “this time I want nothing between us. I want you bare.” The thought thrilled me. It was what I’d always wanted. And now that I was pregnant, there was no holding back.

As if that was all he needed to hear, he rubbed his tip against me and finally glided it through my wetness.

Maybe this baby wasn’t planned, but it was ours and the thought that we were bringing a life into this world was what had my eyes stinging with the burn of tears. That and the mix of pleasure and pain coursing through me as he pushed into me and our bodies became one.

Just like before, it took a moment for me to adjust. Brady didn’t move inside me, making sure the pain from him stretching me, of me taking him, wore off.

“Are you okay?” he asked, staring down at where we were joined before looking up at my belly.

I understood what he was asking and nodded. “I’m okay. We’re okay.”

“I’m not completely in,” he warned. I already knew that, though. “I’m going to need you to take all of me now, okay?”

“I did it once. I can do it again.”

He smiled. “That’s my girl.”

That’s my girl.Those words had me feeling like I was floating on cloud nine. Stuck in my own head, with his words playing on repeat, I was surprised by the dull throb I felt when he filled me completely.

He wasn’t kidding when he saidall of him.

The head of his cock was hitting the exact spot I needed to really feel what it was like to be in the clouds.

“More,” I pushed, scratching his back as I tried to wrap my legs around him in a different way to make sure he was even deeper inside me. When I said I wanted him buried deep inside, I really meant it. I could take the pain, especially because it meant I’d feel the pleasure.

He lightly kissed me, probably trying to distract me as he jerked his hips into me. “The way you’re stretching around me, Allegra”—the loudest growl I’d ever heard erupted from him—“I’m not going to last long, so we can’t take things slow.”

“You know I don’t like it slow, anyway, Brady. I like it hard and fast.”

As he rocked into me, he brought his mouth to my nipple and licked it, his tongue swirling around the bud. I wove my hands through his hair and arched my back as he rocked into me. The motion was euphoric as he sucked on my nipple. Again.

We fell into an easy rhythm.

He nibbled.

He rocked.

I moaned.

He sucked.

He pulsed in and out.

I cried out.

It was like for the first time I was seeing the big picture, and Brady was in it with me and our daughter. He was there for it all. We had a future, and it didn’t seem impossible.

I still had my fears, of course, that I wasn’t what he was looking for. But I pushed them so far down, I didn’t plan on them resurfacing anytime soon. For now, I was going to enjoy this moment. With him. With the man I wanted more than anything.

The first time we slept together, there was this carnal, intense need to fuck each other. This time was so different—it felt like we were one, physically, spiritually, and mentally. I’d never felt so connected to anyone in my entire life.

He picked up his pace without warning and thrust hard into me. Once. Twice.

“Brady, I can’t—”

“It’s okay. I’m right there with you.” He gently tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, the slight touch sending sensation trickling through me. “Squeeze me, Allegra. I need to feel your arousal on my cock. Need to feel your pussy contract around me so fucking tight that my vision blurs.”

That was all it took.

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