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“Come on,” he said, gently pulling me toward the bathroom.
The water steamed up around us as we stepped into the shower, the day melting off our skin. I stood there, eyes closed, letting it wash over me until I felt Seth’s arms wrap around my waist from behind. His chest pressed to my back, lips brushing over my shoulder, and it was like every fear I’d ever had got swallowed up in that one touch.
He didn’t rush. He just held me. His fingertips traced slow circles over my belly, the place where our baby grew. I felt a knot build in my throat. I turned in his arms and looked up at him.
“Let me take care of you tonight,” I said, my voice low and certain.
Seth looked at me like I was the only woman left in the world. “You already do.”
I stepped out of the shower, steam still curling from my skin, pulling Seth behind me like I always did effortless, magnetic. Neither of us cared that our wet bodies were leaving trails across the floor. The only thing I cared about was the way he looked at me, like I was the center of every one of his desires. He stood in front of the bed, directly facing the mirror. Tall. Strong. Mine.
I dropped to my knees in front of him, the cool air brushing my wet skin as I wrapped my hand around his shaft. His eyes locked on mine through the reflection, and I knew he felt it too that slow burn lighting between us, all hunger and heat.
My touch was deliberate. My pace was unhurried. I wanted him to feel everything. Lust poured from my eyes to his as I took him fully in my mouth My gag reflex kicked in, but I caught my breath and stayed in control. The shower water and my saliva glazed his length, real slick and hot against my mouth as I locked my jaws tight sliding him deep in and out with slow sinful precision. My tongue circled around him, teasing, swirling, and tracing every vein and ridge while my hand wrapped firm around the base, pulsing with each stroke. I caught his eyes in the mirror dark full of fire and need and gave him a wicked smirk I sucked harder deeper until I felt him throb against my throat my lips tighten around him with promise I flicked my tongue over the sensitive tip making him shudder and groan. My hand slid down to his balls cupping and kneading them with care whispering my control even as he trembled under my touch. The kind of tremble that said he was seconds away from surrender
“Look at me,” I said softly, glancing up at him through my lashes. And then, finally, he let go. His head falling back, hands tightening, breath catching on my name again as I took every bit of his release like it was meant for me. No hesitation. No shame. Just us raw and real. The sound he made was somewhere between a growl and a plea. He reached down, for me pulling me to my feet, like I was the only anchor he had left in this world, and kissed me with all that built-up need. It was urgent, deep, and full of fire. When he laid me across the bed, hovering over me like I was something sacred, I knew this wasn’t just sex. It was love. It was power. It was us.
CHAPTER 24
Seth
“What about Sir or Sarge?”I asked, tossing out names like we didn’t have a clock ticking down to the gender reveal.
Stormi didn’t even look up from the mirror. “What about Serenity?”
I scoffed. “That’s a girl name.”
“And?” she said, finally turning to face me with one brow raised. “Seth, you don’t know if it’s a girl or boy. We should be coming up with both.”
“Nah, it’s a boy. I can feel it. I already see him running around the house, tearing shit up with S3.”
She rolled her eyes, but I caught the smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
“Saint or Shiloh,” I added, staying on the boy train.
“Sage or Skylar.”
Stormi was determined to make me consider a daughter. She said she wanted a mini her. Her exact words were‘with all my attitude and all your facial expressions.’I wasn’t ready for that level of chaos under one roof, but if anyone was worth raising it with, it was her.
I narrowed my eyes. “Let me find out you talked Ari into telling you the gender behind my back.”
Stormi walked back into the room, makeup flawless, hair in waves that fell down her back like silk. She was glowing and didn’t even realize it.
“She ain’t tell me nothing,” she said, smoothing her dress down. “But you know I could’ve got it out of her if I wanted.”
“Facts,” I muttered, watching her like she was the only thing in the room worth seeing.
Today was the gender reveal. The day we’d finally find out what Stormi and I were bringing into this world. Ari had gone all out throwing the party for us, and I hadn’t pushed her once about the gender. I wanted to be surprised, really surprised. Stormi deserved that moment. We deserved that moment. I walked up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist as she looked at us in the mirror. She leaned into me, her hand resting over mine.
“You nervous?” I asked.
She nodded slowly. “I didn’t think I would be, but yeah, a little. Everything’s feeling real now.”
“It’s been real, Stormi,” I said, kissing the side of her neck. “Since the moment I found out.”
“Even if it’s a girl?” she teased.
I smiled. “Even if it’s a girl. Even if she got your fire and my attitude. I’ll take all of it.”
