He cupped my hips and urged me to move forward until I was straddling his face, then guided me down until I felt his hot breath engulfing my center. It was like there were two magnets between us and I couldn’t stop myself from pushing down until he was covering my…um, pussy (okay, so saying that got me hotter, I should have figured) and his tongue was lapping at my wetness. He hummed against my little bundle of nerves, and the vibrations wracked my entire body. I grabbed onto the headboard and started to ride his face. “Yes! Right there. Oh, oh, yes! Yes!” I moaned, getting steadily louder until I was crying out in ecstasy. “Liam!” My hands unclenched from the bed and moved to cradle Liam’s head, holding him close, so he stayed buried tightly in my pussy, sucking hard at my clit as I shuddered and called out his name over and over.
When I finally started to float back down, Liam gently pried my hands from his head and took several gulps of air. Oops. It seemed he hadn’t been able to breathe very well with his mouth and nose plastered against my mound. My face heated but he just grinned up at me as he licked his lips, then wiped his face with one of the pillows. “That was fucking hot, baby,” he growled. “Now I want to see you ride my cock.”
“Liam,” I groaned, “I don’t think I can.” He maneuvered me until my pussy was hovering just over his big cock which was standing straight up, pointing exactly where it wanted to go.
“Yes, you can,” he grunted. “Now drop that sexy ass and take me inside you.” He didn’t give me a choice, grabbing on to my hips and slamming me down just as he thrust up, burying himself balls-deep the first time. We both moaned as we stayed still for a moment, savoring the feeling of being so connected. “So fucking tight.” Liam shuddered and then began to move. “C’mon, baby. Bounce your hot little pussy on my dick,” he commanded. “Ride me hard.”
As usual, I was powerless against his dominance in bed. It made me so hot, and suddenly, I was infused with the energy to give him exactly what he demanded. “Oh, fuck yeah,” he muttered as I squeezed my inner muscles and began to move up and down. His hands clenched my hips hard enough to bruise, and it ratcheted up my hunger, speeding up my movements. I braced myself with my hands on his shoulders, causing my heavy breasts to sway in front of his face. “I fucking love these tits,” Liam growled before taking a nipple into his mouth. “Harder, Rachel,” he grunted after letting the hard peak go with a pop. “That’s right, baby.” He guided me with his firm grip and bucked up, meeting me thrust for thrust. “I can’t hold out much longer,” he said through clenched teeth. You need to come.”
I was right on the edge and Liam knew it, so he slipped a hand between us and pinched my clit, setting me off like a rocket. The warmth of his orgasm filled me as he came and I spiraled into a euphoria that was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
Later, when we lay in a boneless heap, replete and content, I sighed and whispered, “I love you.”
Liam ran his finger through my hair and kissed my forehead. “I love you, baby. More than anything.”
After a nap and another round of love-making, we ordered dinner and ate it in bed, naked. I fell asleep again, and when I woke, Liam wasn’t in bed with me. I grabbed his shirt from the floor, where he’d dropped it earlier and slid it over my head before going in search of him. I found him in his office on the phone with his best friends, Nick and Jack, smugly informing them of our news. I did a mental face-plant and caught him before he could call anyone else.
“It’s too early to tell people, Liam,” I enlightened him. He frowned and looked like he wanted to argue, but he eventually relented. Then he pouted for a little while. It was pretty adorable.
However, throughout the winter break, it became evident that Liam could not keep it a secret. Christmas morning, he surprised me with a furniture set that I’d admired one day when we’d walked by a Pottery Barn Kids. It was sweet, but his parents and sisters were at our house for breakfast and presents. Then over the next couple of weeks, more and more people suddenly knew about the pregnancy until I finally gave up.
Thankfully, the situation with Hillary was cleared up before classes ended. The police had really looked into the theft of Liam’s collection, and they’d discovered that Hillary had been careless in her attempt to frame me to get me arrested or kicked out of school. She’d used Dr. Rosenthal’s security code to get into the gallery, and eyewitnesses had her loitering around my dorm room with a briefcase. When they questioned her, she broke immediately and confessed, admitting that she just wanted me out of the way so Liam would hire her as his TA and be her mentor.
This meant that we were able to relax and simply enjoy our time together before we dove into another semester. I was nervous about dealing with the stress of finishing up with school while still in the early stages of pregnancy, but my morning sickness only came in the mornings and never lasted long, so it went smoother than I’d expected.
I was still worried about my job situation after I graduated, but even if I hadn’t been pregnant, I knew I would never have left Liam. Then one day, out of the blue, I got a call that made the sweet life I was building become perfect. I was offered an internship with a small but well-known and respected gallery. It was close to home, and he was even willing to work around my pregnancy. It seemed too good to be true, and when I mentioned that to Liam, the too-innocent expression on his face tipped me off that something wasn’t right.
“Did you get me this job?” I asked as I paced in his studio, disappointed that I hadn’t earned it on my own.
Liam shook his head as he closed the distance between us and pulled me into his arms. “Geoffrey won’t consider anyone for the position unless they are recommended by one of the few people he trusts. Even then, he still looked over your transcripts and connected with some of your professors.” He lifted my chin with two fingers and stared into my eyes, his face open and honest. “I swear, baby. I got the ball rolling, but you earned your spot.”
I wasn’t sure I fully believed him, but I decided at this point, it didn’t matter. After I graduated and started working, despite how I got the job in the first place, I would work my ass off to be worthy of it.
Life wasn’t perfect. My parents popped up to cause some drama from time to time, Liam and I would argue just like every couple out there (then have a steamy round of makeup sex that usually left me in a satisfied coma), it was tough balancing school, and then work, while pregnant. And even tougher with an infant. Sure, it was hard. But, it all reminded me that it was real. I had everything I’d ever wanted, and it was worth every second.
It turned out, lightning striking wasn’t the danger I’d thought it would be. It brought me the rainbow that led me to Liam.
Epilogue
Liam
“I don’t know how it’s possible,” I growled as I pumped my cock into my wife’s tight pussy while my hand caressed her swollen belly. “But, you get more beautiful with every baby you give me.”
Rachel lifted her hips and moaned as her walls spasmed, milking my dick until my orgasm barreled through me and I roared her name.
“You don’t have to sweet-talk me, Liam,” she panted with a teasing lilt in her voice. “You just got lucky and considering how freaking horny I get when I’m pregnant, I’m a pretty sure bet for later.”
I laughed and cuddled her into my chest as I caught my breath, and my heart rate returned to normal. Our third baby, a boy this time (thank fuck, since my daughters were gorgeous), was due in a month and while I was excited to meet my son, I always missed seeing my wife pregnant. She swore I knew some kind of Voodoo because I managed to knock her up within a year of our baby being born, both times. Especially since I had her begging me to come inside her each time, so she couldn’t claim I’d done it without her permission.
“Good thing my parents have the girls until tomorrow,” I told her with a grin. “You can take advantage of me as much as you want and shout the fucking house down.” Damn, I loved how loud she was when we were making love, and it wasn’t possible much these day
s with two little ones at home.
“You’re going to have to feed me,” she giggled.
I smirked. “No problem.” By the time I’d fed her my cock in her mouth and then her pussy, she was full and satisfied.
* * *
“Liam?” Rachel’s voice floated up to my private studio, and I rushed to the door, knowing she’d try and traverse the steps on her own if I didn’t get there first.
“Your ass is going to get spanked if you don’t wait for me, Rachel Bennet,” I called out in warning. I took the steps two and a time and caught her just as she was waddling through the false wall.
“You’re the one who sent me a text telling me you wanted to show me something in your studio,” she grumbled.
I narrowed my eyes at her. “I was going to come to get you, baby. And you know it.”
She shrugged and batted her long eyelashes at me, giving me a smile that went straight to my heart…and my dick.
“Come on, you little trouble maker.” I helped her slowly up the steps until we reached the top, then pushed the door open and let her enter first. She gasped, obviously spying my surprise right away. “What do you think?” I asked as I slipped my arms around her and rested my hands over her belly and my chin on her head.
A large canvas in a simple, dark blue frame, sat on an easel, right in the middle of the room. The background was a dark, stormy sky and the rain poured down on a couple who were sitting on a shiny, reflective surface, facing each other, the woman’s legs around the man’s waist. They were under an umbrella, but their clothes and hair were soaked through. The woman was leaning forward, eyes closed, and the man was gently kissing her forehead, as lightning split the sky, striking the metal tip of the umbrella.
“Liam,” Rachel breathed as she walked closer. Then she gasped when she realized the couple was us. “It’s amazing.” Tears rolled down her cheeks, and I hugged her close.
“You’re not supposed to cry,” I reminded her gruffly. I hated it when she cried, happy tears or not.
“So don’t do incredibly sweet things that make me tear up,” she sassed.
“You better not look at the name of it then,” I mumbled, knowing I was totally screwed.
There was a small silver plaque at the bottom of the painting with the title engraved in calligraphy.
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Acknowledgments
My deepest thanks go out to Aurora Rose Reynolds for allowing me to lend my voice to a world of her creation. The Until books have inspired me as a writer since the beginning. It’s a privilege to be a part of it.
Thank you to Neil, Jessica, and the rest of the Boom Factory Publishing staff. You guys were amazing to work with and I would do it again in a heartbeat.
Amy, Carrie, Cassie, Jennifer, Melody, Michelle, and Sue. You gals were LIFE SAVERS! Thank you so much!
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I’m a lover of all things books and have always had a passion for writing. Since I am a sappy romantic, I fell easily into writing romance. I love a good HEA! I’m a huge baseball fan, a blogger, and obsessive reader.
My husband is my biggest supporter and he’s incredibly patient and understanding about the people is my head who are fighting with him for my attention.
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