Page 86 of Silver Fox's Secret Baby

“Of course, not.” Grant slides his hand down my stomach. “Wouldn’t dream of it.”

I hope our baby has his gorgeous blue eyes. Maybe with my blonde hair. That would be just darling.

Grant kisses my stomach softly, nuzzling into my belly. “I’ll be here every moment, Harley. Whatever you need. Whatever I can do.” He lifts his head, eyes sparkling with tears. “You’re having my baby.”

“I am,” I reply joyfully.

He kisses me again and runs his hands down my waist. “Let me take care of you. What do you need?”

“You,” is the obvious answer. My body is aching for him. Has been ever since the Fourth of July. Now, though, the ache is deeper. Stronger. I have many, many ways for him to take care of me. “Want you inside,” I whisper between hungry kisses.

Grant gasps for breath. “Is that okay?”

“Yes, more than. I need you.”

“Oh god…”

Grant hooks his arms around me and pulls me off the couch, down onto the ground so I’m on top of him. I straddle his hips, still kissing him voraciously. He slides his hands around my bottom, pulling at the bike shorts.

“You don’t know how much I need this,” I say.

“Then let’s get these off.”

Grant shoves my shorts down while I undo the closure on his pants. “We don’t have much time.”

“Would only make things worse if he caught us–”

“Shhhh…” I drop my mouth to his ear. “Please don’t talk about my dad when I’m about to fuck you.”

“Oh, you’re about to fuck me, are you?”

I laugh lowly. “Grant, I’m about to be the best you’ve ever had.”

“As if you weren’t alrea–” Grant is cut short when he feels my center slide against his hard, throbbing cock. “Oh my fucking god.”

I undulate my hips back and forth slowly.

“Tell me you want me.”

“So bad. I want you so…oh…” He nudges up against my center and I moan with him. “God, Grant, I want you so bad.”

Grant slides his hand up to my lower back. “Use me, baby. Whatever you need, I’ll give it to you.”

I slide up until he is almost completely out and sink back down, my nerves flaring with desire. I relish the sound he makes, choking as he feels my tightness. I take him little by little until he’s all the way inside. I have to wait a moment to enjoy the here and now. The man I love, who loves me, every inch of him inside me. Our baby still so small, ready to grow and be born into our life of love.

I’m committed to that last part. That’s what it’s going to be.

“You’re so beautiful, Harley,” Grant murmurs. His hands slide up my back and then down to my thighs. “You’re glowing.”

I laugh. “Am I?”

“Yes. Just radiant.”

I sigh. For the first time in weeks, the world feels right.

Grant places his hands against my lower belly. “We belong to each other, Harley.”

I put my hands against his. For some reason, a wave of intense arousal crashes over me. An almost biological passion. We’ve become as close as two people can be.

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