Page 13 of In Love With My Best Friend

I open the condo door and I’m assaulted with the smell of food. I go in further and sure enough, Jake is standing in the kitchen in athletic shorts, sans shirt as he turns to face me and my jaw drops. It’s been a long week and here he is. He’s a work of art. No, he’s a Greek Adonis, from his firm shoulders, to his biceps, to his chest, all the way down to his taut stomach. He has a six-pack and that happy trail, that I’ve been in very close contact with lately, is making my mouth salivate.

Just because I was out of commission that didn’t mean I let Jake go without and he never let me either, even if it was me riding him along his hard cock on the outside. It gave us both some relief, but I know tonight, I’m going to want him inside me. It’s been way too long.

“This is a nice surprise,” I finally say. He comes right toward us and stoops down to kiss Eli, who is still blissfully asleep. He then comes up to me and there’s no other way to describe what we do. Our mouths meet each other’s as he picks me up and backs me up against the door. My legs wrap around his waist as he holds my wrists up by my head. His mouth is assaulting mine. He’s owning me. My whole-body shivers and I grind my hips down on him. I’m wearing a pair of leggings, as usual, and I can feel every hard inch of him. He continues kissing me down my neck, he nips along the way, and he comes to the sensitive part of my neck.

“Jake,” I moan. I want more, no, I need more of him. I always need more of him. He feeds my heart and my soul.

“Fuck, yes. Come for me, Baby. Just like this,” he demands.

I grind down on his hard length as he continues to suck and nibble on my neck. I toss my head back and come.

When I come down from my orgasm induced high I whisper out, “I really missed you.”

“Not as much as I missed you and Eli,” he replies.

“I hope you don’t have to go out of town again anytime soon,” I ask with hope in my voice.

“Nope, not for a while. I do know we need to look for a home. It’s not easy traipsing in and out of an elevator with an infant and he’s going to need grass, and maybe a sibling or three,” he states.

“Really?” I ask him.

“Want you forever, beautiful,” he tells me, and just then Eli lets out a mewl that I know may start out small, but it’ll get bigger if he doesn’t get fed.

“Will you grab Elijah? I’ll warm up some breast milk, so you can feed him,”

“No problem,” he tells me and he’s already bending down to get him. I smile and head to the kitchen.

As I’m making a bottle, I open the lid that’s on the stove and smell my favorite. It’s linguine and clams, something I haven’t had since before I was pregnant with Elijah.

“Jake, did you make my favorite?” I question as I walk out of the kitchen, knowing damn well he did.

“You said you haven’t had it since the last time I made it for you,” he states, as he takes the bottle out of my hand and plops the nipple into Eli’s rooting mouth. I sit next to Jake. One arm has Elijah and his other arm is wrapped around me. I lay my head on his shoulder and close my eyes.

Jake

I got off the private jet earlier than anticipated today. I knew Larissa had a doctor’s appointment and I wanted to surprise her. Mom said she was having a hard time the first couple of days I was gone, but then said once she got the hang of things. It was as if her sole purpose was being a mom.

That made me proud. Larissa is an amazing person. I’m lucky enough to have her in my life, but after tonight, I’m hoping she’ll be mine forever with a big fucking diamond on her hand.

When she came inside the door, with the diaper bag hanging off the stroller, and having to get it in and out of the new Expedition I bought her, I knew it was time to let her know the days of being in a condo are gone.

She shouldn’t have to load and off load so much day in and day out. Plus, if I have it my way, I’ll keep her pregnant as much as I can. I love her body now, with all of its curves, but fuck, her pregnant carrying our child — it’s the biggest turn on.

I finish feeding and burping Eli and he’s passed out. Much like his mother is. I soak in their warmth, until I know if I don’t wake Larissa up, she won’t sleep tonight.

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