Page 40 of Choose Me

I gasped, my eyes meeting her horrified gaze. She had a garment bag in her arms and looked ready to run from the room.

"How much of that did you see?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Too much."

I groaned in embarrassment, my face burned with humiliation. I turned to James for a reprieve, but he grinned ear to ear.

"Amelia, I'm so sorry...we were just...I'm so sorry," I stammered.

She nodded, her cheeks redder than mine. She shifted uncomfortably, her eyes flitting between James and me."So, uh... look, I know you guys do it. I mean, obviously, because you're having a baby. But look, this is my space, and I have spent a considerable amount of time creating a feng shui atmosphere, and I really don't want the image of my big brother having sex with my sister-in-law at my kitchen table burned in my mind every time I eat."

"I'm sorry, little sis," James apologized. "I promise we will respect your space."

She smiled and brought the garment bag over to me. "Well, now that that's settled, I want to show you something, Ava."

I moved off his lap and stood to meet her. She unzipped the bag and lifted out a deep burgundy gown made of velvet. It had intricate lace details around the neckline, with an open back detailing.

"Wow," I breathed, amazed at the beauty of it.

"It's tailored to fit your baby bump for tonight's banquet."

"This is gorgeous, Amelia," I said. "Thank you," I whispered, feeling overwhelmed by her generosity.

"You're welcome. You're going to look stunning in it."

"I can't wait to see it on her," James chimed in, wrapping an arm around my waist possessively as he pulled me close to him.

Amelia nodded in agreement before zipping the bag shut again and handing it over to me. "Well, then, I'm going to let you two get back to what you were doing, and I'm going to go to the gym. Keep it out of all public living areas, please." She winked and walked away with a laugh, leaving me blushing again in her wake.

"I forgot all about the banquet tonight." James groaned. "You sure you don't just want to stay here, in bed, with me?"

"As tempting as that sounds, I promised Amelia I would go with her a week ago after she showed up unannounced because my jerk boyfriend forgot to let me know she would be stopping by." I playfully slapped his arm.

"Shit. I'm sorry. I forgot all about her saying she was stopping by. I figured it would be nice for you to meet her and have someone else to lean on finally."

"While I appreciate the sentiment, next time, you can at least warn me that she can be really aggressive."

"Amelia, aggressive? No way."

I laughed, shaking my head. "She's protective of you, I'll say that. She wants you to be happy."

"I am happy." He answered, pulling me into his arms and kissing me.

"I'm glad to hear that." I pressed my palms against his chest and pushed him back a few inches. "Now, I need to take a shower because I look like I'm a homeless person."

"A sexy, homeless person," he smiled wickedly and picked me up, cradling me in his arms.

"What are you doing? Put me down!" I squealed. He smacked my ass playfully as he carried me down the hall toward the bedroom and gently tossed me on the bed.

"I want to watch you shower," he said, grinning mischievously, his eyes smoldering with desire.

"Oh, you want to watch me shower, do you?" I said, my eyes narrowing as I propped myself up on my elbows. "Why don't you get naked and join me?" I purred, slowly unbuttoning the top of my shirt.

"What are you doing to me, woman?" he groaned, stripping his shirt off. Grinning at me, he pulled his belt from the loops of his jeans and tossed it to the side. He unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor. I bit my lip as he pulled his boxer briefs down, releasing his cock, hard and ready. I finished unbuttoning my shirt and slid my arms out, and he crawled onto the bed and pulled my underwear down my legs. His eyes roamed my body before he bent over me and captured my nipple between his teeth. I cried out as he bit down. His tongue flicked around to quench the stinging pain. My pussy ached, and I bucked my hips beneath him, desperate to feel him inside me.

I reached for his cock, pulling him to me, but he grabbed my wrists in each hand and pinned them above my head. I groaned as he held me down, and he grinned, rolling his hips against me, sliding against my clit. He shifted his hold on my wrists, using one hand to hold them and the other to slip into my wet folds, his thumb massaging soft circles around my clit, while grazing my entrance with his tip.

"Please fuck me." I whimpered, my voice breathless.

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