Page 403 of Now and Forever

He wanted me that much? Bloody Hell.

“Any time of the day?” My body shivered at the images that appeared in my mind—him plunging into me, demanding I give him everything he wanted. Fuck. Why did this arouse me so?

“Anywhere. Anyplace. Anytime,” he stated succinctly. “If I want it in the morning, I’ll have you without protest. If I want your cunt for dinner, you’ll spread these lovely legs apart and let me do all the dirty things I’ve wanted to do to you since you teased me by letting me finger your sweet cunt that night at the lake. I don’t want you to think about another man while I’m fucking you, either. In fact, I forbid you to think about anyone. I want you to focus on me—me and me alone. I’m a selfish bastard, and I don’t bloody give a fuck, because I want what I want. I’ve endured years of dreaming you were mine, writhing and moaning while I took liberties with your body.” He then paused, seeming like he had just delivered the most grueling speech of his life. “Can you handle me this way, Ava?”

My word … I was rendered speechless. Had it been Ashton who had spoken such filth, I might’ve slapped him. However, this was Reiss, and in such a twisted way, I found his filthy, cursing mouth … poetic.

“Why ask when you already know the answer to this question?”

His hard cock pressed against my stomach while his nose rested against the side of me head, breathing in the scent of my hair. “I want to hear you say the words.”

“I will handle you this way because I want you,” I passionately vowed with my entirety. “You’re the only man I’ll always want. From the beginning until the end, it’s always going to be you, Reiss.”

“Fuck,” he groaned before I felt his hands cup my face, and then I felt his lips gently, slowly kissing me. It was incredibly slow and sweet, as though he was making love to my lips with caring devotion. “You don’t know how much this kills me to say it, but I feel like I have to show some restraint since you’re my new bride and all. Besides, I don’t want to scare you away.” He smirked, making this sexy face that made my heart palpitate madly.

“Never mind my hard cock, sweet wife, but would you let me indulge you in a late night meal? Since I couldn’t deliver on my promise, I took an off chance and swung by my favorite Chinese restaurant. I hope you don’t mind take away, but if you must know, my cooking might leave you constipated, so I hardly thought it would be the best way to entice you for a good shagging marathon.”

I guffawed at his mild attempt at humor. “God, how I fucking adore you.” I kissed him one more time before my stomach made a loud, growling protest.

“Time to feed you and our baby, I see.”

It was the first time he had addressed the baby as ours instead of my child or simply addressing it as such—the baby. Call me naïve, call me gullible, but I couldn’t help it, I fell in love with him all over again.

Dinner became a feast. Well, with me naked atop the living room coffee table and him feasting on me while he teased me before feeding me. He gave the food to me in small servings. All the while, the wicked devil made sure he tortured my body enough to drive me insane with need.

I hadn’t had this much fun since … well, since him. He and I used to drive each other mad, testing each other’s limit until one of us begged for mercy. Back in the day, it had usually been him surrendering to me, but tonight, it was I who was the greedy one because I couldn’t get enough of him and his laughter. Seeing him smiling made me happy. It was infectious.

“More,” I mumbled before opening my mouth, wanting more of the shrimp he had in between his chopsticks.

“Tell me something, then I’ll feed you.” His mouth lowered to softly suckle on my breast, making me slightly open my legs, wanting, needing more of him.

“Reiss,” I moaned as I slowly rocked the table.

He groaned in frustration, breaking away from my breast before he eyed me with suspicion. “I’m not going to let you win. Tell me something first, then I’ll reward you.”

“Like what?”

He shrugged, grinning from ear to ear. “Anything you like.”

“Hmmm,” I said aloud before something clicked in my head. “Well, I’m not sure if you’re interested to know, but I’m still flexible.” When I saw his eyes darken with desire, I wanted to push him a little bit more.

Slowly getting up from the table, I heard him hiss as I was about to do something that used to drive him mad.

“Don’t—” he warned, getting up from the carpeted floor before I felt his arms circle my hips. He dragged me away, bringing me down with him with my back on the carpet. “Don’t do that,” he murmured.

“Why not?” I teased. “You used to love that…”

“Don’t get me wrong, I still do, but I don’t want to go harsh on you tonight. I want to savor you slowly…” His head went towards my abdomen, marking a kiss on the tiny bump that could barely be noticed unless you really stared at it hard.

“Did I ever tell you how beautiful you look, especially pregnant? Your cheeks are always flushed, and your eyes have light behind them. You glow.” He kissed the other side of my hips, trailing kisses around the area. “I love seeing the gradual transformation of your body ripening before me.”

Bringing his head above mine, his eyes softened while he watched me closely. “I don’t think I have said thank you. Thank you for this present. At first, I was panicked, but the more I get used to the idea, the more I see how much I actually want to be a father. It still terrifies the bonkers out of me, yet there’s excitement with it now. So, thank you for giving me one of the greatest gifts a man could ever wish for.”

“Do you mean that?” I choked back, forcing myself not to cry.

“Yes … I do … more than you’ll ever understand.”

A tear slipped away, and his thumb immediately went to catch it. “You didn’t have to tell me this, but you must know how much I appreciate that you did. There are times when I’ve thought you might hate me for it … so hearing you say otherwise just took a hefty load of guilt off my heart.”

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