Page 43 of Stolen Moments with a Bad Boy

The next morning, I wanted to get a start on things early since we were leaving today. My love did not make it easy for me at the moment.

“Bella, please don’t argue with me,” I begged her. “You’ve been on your feet a lot, baby. I can handle packing our things alone.” I looked at her pleadingly.

“Ro. You’ve done a lot too. I can help by—”

“Erie, enough!” I raised my voice.

The sorrowful expression on her face ricocheted through me like a stray bullet. I fucked up.

“Ro, you yelled at me,” she noted in a sad tone. Erie shook her head and walked out the room.

I felt horrible because I didn’t mean to yell at her.Nice going.I just wanted her to let it go and relax while she carried our babies. Erie didn’t know I’d noticed her wincing in pain for the past month.

It was a daunting task to carry one baby, let alone three. I released a deep breath and tossed our packed luggage on the bed and went after her. There was no way I wouldn’t.

Erie only wanted to help, but she didn’t need to overexert herself anymore because I was now in the picture. I would explain that to her calmly. I checked all the spare rooms until I found her in the theater room watchingSING. My baby loved that movie with all those damn singing animals. At a snail’s pace, I crept down the aisle and sat down next to her in our plush recliners.

“Bella, baby, I’m sorry for raising my voice at you. You’re in your second trimester and kinda close to the finish line. I want you to have a successful and safe delivery. I’ve been watching you move around in pain for the last month. When were you going to tell me?”

She looked down at her joined hands.

“It’s things like that why I go so hard and cater to you. It’s my job, Bella. You’re carrying not one, not two, but three babies. I need you to understand where I’m coming from.” I exhaled loudly and rubbed down my face. I always did that when I was frustrated.

“I’m sorry, Ro, for storming out. You’re right. I’m being selfish and not considering your feelings. I don’t want to come off as the lazy pregnant mother. I’m trying to help you as much as possible,” she revealed.

Erie lowered her head and fiddled with the material on her woven sweater.

“You’re not lazy at all, Bella. Get that silly notion out your head. You don’t have a lazy bone in your body. Just rememberit’s my job to take care of you and our children. It’s a job I created, and I take it very seriously.” Silence enveloped us as I examined her.

“Bella, look, beautiful.”

She blushed. Her full lashes batted at me as I caressed her soft and moisturized skin. The babies had rounded off her toffee-coated face. My eyes trailed down to her little nose that spread more than she liked. Lustfully, I stared at her thick, juicy lips. I could never get enough of both pairs of her lips. Erie’s lips were full and the perfect shade of light brown.

The long, soft pink, frilly sweater dress she wore molded around her round stomach. Erie paired black thigh-high boots with her outfit, and I daydreamed about her smooth and inviting brown legs around my waist. Instantly, my dick hardened under my dark green sweats.

“Ro,” Erie voiced softly.

I arched my brow. “Si, amore mio (Yes, my love),” I answered.

I almost didn’t recognize my own voice. This woman just brought out a different side of me every time she looked at, spoke to, or touched me. My dick pulsed against my thigh. I was more than ready for Erie.

She gave a light shiver whenever I spoke Italian to her when it was sexy time. It was crazy. My native tongue turned her on, and the things she did with her tongue turned me on.

Her straight white teeth bit down on her full bottom lip as she stared at me lustfully. Erie’s eyes lowered, breath picked up as she gazed into my eyes. That look turned me on every time.

With ease, I pulled her on top of my lap. Erie’s thick thighs held my lower body hostage. I trailed my hand between us and freed my dick from my joggers. Erie lifted slightly then rested on her knees. She kissed me so slow and deliciously.

I massaged her rosebud until she dripped for me. Her head fell back from the pleasure. I had just got started, though. There was way more in store for her. I used two fingers and pulled her thong to the side. My tip caressed over her lower, swollen lips, replacing my fingers. Erie rocked against my tip.

She wrapped her hand around my neck and pulled me in more for a deeper kiss. The teasing was driving me insane. Erie knew how to build me up for an explosive orgasm.

“Sss, Ro. . .” Erie hissed. “I wanna feel you, baby.”

“You wanna feel me, Bella?” I quizzed, rubbing my dick against her dripping opening.

“I need to feel you.” She leaned forward and bit down on my neck.

Fuck!I couldn’t hold back anymore. I had enough of the teasing. It was time for me to feel Erie’s walls. I lifted her up by her round, hefty cheeks and eased her down my dick. In true Erie fashion, she slammed her ass down on me.

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