Page 76 of Mr. Kelly

I walk through the house, loving the way he remodeled. Nothing looks as it did before and splashes of my favorite color accent the neutral spaces. Teal and gray; us. Not one piece of furniture or fixture is the same as before. The flooring is even different. I teared up the first night, happy that he’d go so far out of his way to make me feel at home. The club’s staff was stunned to find out that we’re married and expecting, but they moved on quickly. It’s not like the staff had the space to feel anyway about it.

The once studio is now a gym. It looks tempting since I can’t seem to burn off this energy. I start with a few stretches as I go over the plans for my party. I decided not to have a baby shower. I want a welcome home party for the baby instead. I’ll have it when he turns three months old, and both of our families will attend.

I move to the next stretch, taking extra time to make sure my body is warmed up. Teddy should be back soon since it’s getting closer to midnight. I’m too wired to sleep, so I’ll wait until he comes back. With two weeks left, Teddy gives me a side-eye when I get horny. The baby needs his space according to him.

A brisk walk on the treadmill should do the trick. Hopping on, I put it on the lowest level to get my rhythm before speeding it up. My music is on blast as I sing along with Ciara about my goodies, trying to get into the zone. Just as I speed up, a shadow comes on out of nowhere on my right side. I yelp and lose my balance, but Teddy catches me before I can hurt myself.

My heart is racing so fast that I’m panting like an excited puppy.

“You scared me!” I scold him with a smack to his chest.

Teddy responds by smacking my ass hard. “Youscared me. You almost hurt yourself. Why are you on a treadmill when you should be asleep?”

His eyes crinkle at the corners while he gives me his boss face. Still sexy, but a lot less scary.

“First, I sleep when I want.” He quirks an eyebrow at my pushback but doesn’t say anything. “Second…”

My sentence is cut off with another yelp as he plucks me off the treadmill and starts carrying me to our bedroom.

“If I think you should be in bed, that’s where you’ll be, River.”

He knows I can’t fight him because I’m like a turtle who is lying on their shell. “Will not,” I volley since I literally don’t have a leg to stand on right now.

Teddy places me on the bed and I cross my arms like a stubborn toddler as I glare up at him. His smirk is irresistible, but I hate to admit it. My glare gets less menacing with each article of clothing that disappears. He pulls my tennis shoes off my feet and tosses them across the room.

His blazer hits the floor, leaving him in his slightly unbuttoned gray shirt and black pants. Teddy looks me in the eyes as he removes his watch and drops it in its spot on the dresser. I should be used to watching him undress, but it’s still an amazing sight and the reason why our son is lodged under my ribs right now.

“I know that look, River,” he tells me as his shirt disappears.

Teddy’s muscle shirt clings to his body like it was made to tease me. “Doesn’t matter,Theodore.You’re being stingy. You could have at least let me finish my workoutwithoutsneaking up on me.” His smirk is infuriating as I flick him off.

“When our son’s teacher calls a conference because he gave someone the middle finger, I’m going to tell him or her to talk to you about it.” I almost don’t hear him because he’s down to his boxer briefs. “Also, you’re being dramatic, it’s only been about four days since we’ve had sex.”

The finger on my left hand joins the right for a double salute. Four days is a long time in pregnancy days. His laugh is rich, but my brain stops logging details outside of the fact that my stingy yet sexy husband is completely nude in all his tattooed glory.

“Why were you on the treadmill? You could have hurt yourself.” Concern wrinkles his eyebrows enough for me to answer him.

“I was just working off an extra burst of energy that seemed to come out of nowhere.”

His nails graze the skin on the side of my hips as he pulls down my yoga pants. My already worked up body drips with hope and anticipation while I prepare myself to not attack himif this isn’t going where I want it to go. Sitting up, I discard my sports bra tank top to match him in nudity.

Teddy’s light eyes scan my body while his beautiful dick starts to harden. “I’ll get your sleep shirt.”

I swear I can feel my right eye twitch. “Theodore Kelly, if you don’t give me what I want right now, I swear you’ll meet Trunk’s other half because I will cut you. Understand?”

My vantage point of being on my back and propped up on my elbows keeps me in full view of most of his body. He releases an aroused grunt and his bottom lip disappearing into his mouth makes his dimple pop. My husband runs a hand down his taut abdomen, teasing me by being just out of my reach, and grabs his now hard dick. Damn, I feel capable of coming from the sight of him.

“Mmm, threaten me again, baby.” His tone falls between a growl and a moan, making my nipples ache with desire.

“I swear we will fight, Kelly.”

His warm hand wraps around my calf and he pulls me to the edge of the bed. The hair on his thighs tickles my legs as the heat of his body warms mine. I bend my splayed legs, showing him everything.

“This isn’t exactly a fighting position, wife,” he taunts as he runs a finger up my soaked slit.

“I’ll strike when you least expect it like a viper.”

“Interesting. Like this?”

---