Page 96 of The Wedding Hoax

“Harry, please,” I begged. “Please touch me.”

Harry moved his mouth away from me, and his hands went up toward my panties. A few seconds later, he was pulling them off, letting them land on the bedroom floor. He then went right back to eating me, his tongue diving into my flesh before he brought it back up to my clit. I felt my thighs starting to shake, my body already thrumming with excitement.

“Harry,” I whimpered again. “I’m coming, I’m coming…”

He moved his mouth even faster against me, even as I fell apart underneath him in the very best way. Before I knew it, Harry was moving me, his arms wrapped around me as he brought me toward the balcony of his bedroom. Once we were outside, he pressed my back against the nearest wall, giving me a perfect view of the night sky and the beautiful stars that decorated it.

He lifted me up, and my legs soon wrapped around his waist.

“Fuck!” I groaned as I felt his bare cock slide right into me. He wasted no time moving inside of me, his shaft thrusting long and deep as I pressed my hands against his back for balance.

“Mine,” Harry groaned as he continued to fuck me with everything he had. “You’re all mine, Simone.”

“I was always all yours,” I admitted, my pussy tightening around his cock. “Always.”

He moved his head toward mine and kissed me, his shaft still pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I kissed him back, just as a moan ripped through me, my body already coming for him all over again.

He finished a few moments later, filling me up with his cum. I pressed small kisses all along his forehead as his movements slowed against me, his breaths coming shallow and quick.

We stayed like that for a bit, with the night breeze blowing across our skin, with him inside of me and my legs wrapped around him. It was a closeness that I’d never felt with anyone else before, one that went beyond physical compatibility or anything else I could’ve tried and failed to measure it by.

It felt like we were one. Harry and me.

Like we were just sharing the same soul in two different bodies.

38

SIMONE

Six Months Later

“I still can’t believe how much you love these pretzels.” Harry laughed as he handed me a huge bag of sour cream and onion pretzels. “But if it makes you happy, I’ll keep buying them until they run out at the store.”

I happily accepted the pretzels as I lay in bed. Dr. Carlson had put me on partial bed rest a few months ago, but now, I was expected to be in bed pretty much full-time. It was scary at first, depending on other people to handle everything for me.

But Harry had proven himself to be a fantastic caretaker. He was watching over me throughout the whole pregnancy, even taking a leave of absence at work to make sure he could help me himself.

“Thanks for the pretzels.” I sighed before opening the bag. “Sometimes, these are the only things I can keep down.”

I was still suffering from pregnancy-related nausea. It’d shifted from morning sickness into general bloat among other issues, but Dr. Carlson assured me it was all perfectly normal. Thankfully, everything else was going well so far.

“I know, baby.” Harry sighed, too, as he gently ran a hand across my abdomen. “Our little guy is giving his mom hell, isn’t he?”

I smiled as soon as he’d said it.

Our little guy.

That’d become Harry’s favorite nickname for our baby. We hadn’t figured out a name just yet and had been trying out different nicknames in the meantime. I’d just been saying ‘the baby,’ but Harry had never been on board, claiming that our son needed to be called something more special than that.

Of course, that just turned into yet another reason to love him, seeing the way he already loved our son. Seeing the way he demanded better things for a kid who wasn’t even here yet.

“How’s Sean doing?” I asked before biting into another pretzel. “Has he run LA Now completely into the ground? Or is the building still standing?”

“Oh, he’s trying his best to run it into the ground, definitely.” Harry chuckled. “But I’m still helping him steer the ship. He’s actually doing a lot better than I expected.”

“Hmm. Maybe you never had anything to worry about? If he took over the company?”

“Ha! No.” Harry shook his head. “Sean couldn’t do this by himself. But maybe I could think about him working with the company someday, if he really wanted to.”

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