“Yes!” she cried, pulling his head closer. “Suck me!”
Her breasts would grow even more sensitive during pregnancy, which certainly worked to his benefit because they were among his favorite places on her body. In fact, Tim highly doubted if he didn’t have a favorite place on Bevin Capshaw. Every inch of her was perfection, all feminine thickness the way he knew God intended. She wouldn’t break under the intensity of their love even if her lack of height might make many think otherwise. He couldn’t have dreamed her up any more perfectly.
“I missed having your taste on my tongue, sugar,” he whispered against her nipple when he let it fall out of his mouth. He had to adjust them with her on her back because he needed to come now. Not only because he felt he were going to explode at any second, but she did need to rest for her exam tomorrow. He began pumping furiously and Bevin held on for the ride. She kept their mouths fused together and she gyrated her hips at such a way that had Tim almost climaxing before he was ready—before her. He always did his best to make sure his wife reached satisfaction first, if not together; but sometimes, the little minx would get sassy and turn the tables on him so he’d have to be creative to help her achieve her release.
Chuckling, Tim linked their fingers together and brought them over her head. “You have an exam tomorrow, sugar; I have to break you off first tonight.” Not that the long way wasn’t fun.
Bevin pouted but groaned when he thrust deeply inside of her, brushing her cervix. “Trying to tell the baby hello?”
“Getting her prepared for what she’ll hear after she’s born,” Tim panted on a snicker. “She needs to know her parents have the hots for each other early so she won’t be scarred when she hears you calling my name!”
Bevin laughed and grazed his chin with her nose. “So, you want to traumatize both my babies?”
“There’s nothing traumatic about knowing your parents are completely besotted with each other,” Tim replied kissing her mouth lightly. Bevin’s face turned so tender that his heart seized in his chest and his arms lost their strength. He gently collapsed atop her and his hips thrust even more.
“I hope this baby’s a girl who looks just like you, who is the best parts of me and all of you,” Tim whispered against her mouth. “God, I love you so.”
“If it’s a girl, her name will be Violet,” Bevin vowed, the backs of her fingers caressing his face. “After her great-grandmother and the woman who raised the man I love with all my heart.”
Tim kissed her deeply at that and didn’t stop until she shattered in his arms. He held her close as he reached his release, his hips giving one mighty last thrust. Bevin locked her ankles at the small of his back and held him to her as he shuddered on top of her, her kisses and caresses as sweet as she was. Tim moaned and rolled onto his back, taking her with him. Her inner walls continued oscillating around him and he had no intention of leaving her any time soon.
“I’ll give you a ride to school tomorrow and pick up Kerry and maybe even little Sancha from Rosita. I’m sure Ulrich would like his wife to welcome him the way mine just did,” Tim murmured against her forehead.
“I’m so easy,” Bevin muttered forlornly. “I was supposed to stay mad at you. And sleep.”
“Life’s too short for all that,” Tim said. “I was anxious to see you and scared when I didn’t. Again, I’m sorry for flippin’ out, sugar.”
Nodding, Bevin snuggled into him and yawned. “Apology accepted, baby. We have, I dunno, a few hours. I’m going to fail this test, probably, and that’s okay because my man just put it on me real proper-like.”
“You won’t fail,” Tim declared. “Or else me and the Team will recon the professor and—”
Bevin gasped and popped him gently on the mouth. Tim laughed and kissed fingers and then her temple, rocking her and him to sleep.
SJF
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About the Author
Originally from Blythewood, SC, Savannah J. Frierson has been writing since she was twelve years old, releasing her debut novel Being Plumville in March 2007 with iUniverse, Inc. She has released more publications since then, and they are available at all online book retailers or by request at brick and mortar bookstores. For more information about other titles, please visit Savannah’s Web site at http://www.sjfbooks.com or contact Savannah by e-mail at [email protected].
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Trolling Nights: Interludes Page 4
