Page 62 of Our Unexpected Beginning
“So d-deep.” Her eyes rolled back, her hips arching of their own accord.
Graham cupped her jaw and brushed his mouth over hers. “Look at me.”
Julia looked up and found the same raw need in his eyes. “That’s my good girl. Are you ready?”
“Yes,” she mewled.
“Come,” he growled. “That’s it kitten. Let go for me.”
The permission broke something inside her. And with one final thrust of his fingers and cock, she came undone. Her whole body trembled as waves of pleasure washed over her. Julia’s back arched off the bed as pleasure crashed through her in waves, her inner walls clenchingaround his fingers. Graham continued his relentless assault, drawing out her orgasm until she was shaking and incoherent.
Julia let the darkness sweep her away, knowing she was in his arms.
Nine
Julia
“It’s so nice having a strong man around again.” Aunt Elaine cheered from the couch in her living room. Graham was moving a few bins back into the attic that had cluttered the woman’s living room.
“Listen, next time you want a visit, just say so. You don’t have to twist your hip out, okay?”
“Your uncle always said I had the flair for the dramatic.”
“So that’s where I get it from.” Julia teased, walking over to join her aunt on the couch.
Julia curled her leg under her and leaned against the arm, stretching her lower back. “I will be happy to get this watermelon out.”
“Not so fast, Jules.” Graham pointed out. “She isn’t near watermelon yet. She’s a little sweet potato.”
“Oh,” Aunt Elaine gasped, her green eyes sparkled. “A girl! You know?”
“No, oh.” Graham winced. “I’m sorry.”
Julia rested her hand on her Aunt’s leg. “We haven’t been able to get in for a scan and Graham has been going back and forth.” She thought it was sweet. Julia didn’t have hope of one over the other, her only thought was happy and healthy. Anything else would wash.
“No no, it’s okay. I’m so excited for you both.” Aunt Elaine adjusted herself and turned her attention to Julia. “How have you been feeling? Are you having a party? Or photos? I’ve seen some that your cousin took a few years ago. They were sunflowers and cute.”
“I haven’t decided yet. Graham’s schedule keeps him gone but I’m managing.”
“I’m glad. I know you don’t come by as much as you need.”
“I’ll try to do better,” Julia promised, squeezing her aunt’s hand. The truth was, between Graham’s unpredictable absence and her own exhaustion, visiting had fallen to the bottom of her priority list.
Graham descended the ladder from the attic, dusting his hands on his jeans. “All done. Those bins won’t be bothering you anymore, Aunt Elaine.”
“My hero,” Elaine said with a wink. “Now come sit. Tell me about this schedule that’s keeping you from my niece.”
Graham’s shoulders tensed slightly as he settled into the armchair across from them. “My buddy runs a mining plant across the state line and the pay is good. I’ve been picking up extra shifts to save up before the baby comes.”
“Before sweet potato comes,” Julia corrected with a small smile.
“Yes, the sweetest sweet potato.” Graham teased.
Julia watched Graham, noticing the tired lines around his eyes. His work had been demanding lately, leaving her to navigate most of the pregnancy preparations alone. She had the help of her friends and Melody. She hadn’t complained—couldn’t, really—knowing what Graham was doing wasn’t frivolous.
Financially she could stand on her own, but he’d insisted on making the necessary steps to cover the hospital and her recovery. He would be back at the garage or see if Wes had something in town for him.
“I promised Julia that once the baby came she would need a crowbar to get rid of me.”
