Page 22 of My Tutor, My Stalker

“Damn, I’d be too distracted with sexy videos of my wife to work.” He breathes, taking my palms in his and kissing them. “Are you sure you wouldn’t mind the invasion of privacy?”

“Not if I knew you were looking at me.” I smile.

His hand slips under my robe, cupping my bare ass. “Thank you for giving me a chance, baby. I promise I’ll make you happy.”

“You already make me so happy,” I say. “I can’t wait to live the rest of my life without you.”

“Me neither.” His fingers slip between my legs, teasing my wet pussy. When I moan, he asks, “I thought I told you to stay naked. You’re too overdressed.”

“There was an emergency,” I reply, putting my hand over his when he tries to tug at my sash. “There’s something I need to tell you.”

When he raises his eyebrows, I dig into my pocket and pull out the pregnancy tests. “I’ve got a little surprise for you, husband.” His eyes widen when he sees what I’m holding out.

“Is that—” He takes it from me, turning it over to read the results. “Is this for real?” His throat is thick with emotion, his eyes glassy. “Oh my god…Are you…are we…” He shakes his head.

“We’re going to be parents,” I tell him, taking his hand and placing it over my belly. “You bred me well, Daddy.”

He looks on the verge of tears, his big palm traveling over my stomach. “I can’t believe this. This has got to be the happiest day of my life.” He dips his head and kisses my stomach, and I run my fingers through his hair, holding him close.“Baby girl, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” He buries his face in my stomach and I know he’s elated. “I’m going to be a dad…we’re having a kid together…it feels like a dream.”

“The best kind of dream,” I tell him. “Because you’re in it with me.”

He smiles, getting off the bed and then, he lifts me up, carrying me in his arms.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“Let’s go tell your parents,” he says. “Your dad needs to know that I’m marrying his daughter right now and taking her home.”

“What? I thought you said we’d wait until graduation.”

“It’s too far away. I want the mother of my child next to me all the time.”

“Aren’t you possessive?” I tease.

“That’s why you love me,” he fires back, kissing my lips as he kicks the door open. I hear a maid shriek as she watches Ronan carry me down the stairs.

“What if Dad says no?” I ask him, looping my arms around his neck.

“Then, I’ll carry you out of this house just like this. There’s no way I’m ever letting you go again.”

I smile. “I think I’d like that.”

CHAPTER 9

RONAN

THREE YEARS LATER—

My pregnant wife sits in our son’s room with me, reading him a bedtime story. Her body pressed against mine, my hand on her shoulder, I watch our two-and-a-half-year-old son, Kayden’s eyes droop. He has his mother’s blue eyes and my dark hair and he’s so adorable, trying to sleep in his tiny bed.

“And then the frog said to the princess,” Elsie pauses, her eyes shutting as she winces. I gaze down at where she’s clutching her breast, gently massaging it as she smiles at our son. Her long, satin nightgown molds to her sexy Mommy body, showing off her new curves. Elsie is lactating and she’s been feeding Kayden ever since he was born. However, he’s started to wean off and she’s still making a lot of milk. I gaze at her engorged tits that are massive, resting heavily against her six-month-old baby bump.

“Let me,” I take the book from her, gently rubbing her stomach as she smiles up at me. I read out the rest of the story to our son as my wife holds his hand, caressing his hair as he drifts off to sleep. When he begins to snore, I shut the book and turn to Elsie. She’s so beautiful, her body lush and fertile like a goddess. Even without makeup, her face looks ethereal, wispyblonde hair framing her feminine features. We’ve been married for three years, but every time I look at her, I want to kiss her. Elsie leans forward, pressing a kiss on our son’s head.

“He’s asleep.” She turns to me and I stand up, putting the book back on the shelf before extending my hand to her and helping my wife stand up. She takes it, standing next to me. Silently, we watch our son snoring in his bed. My palm rests on her swollen belly, rubbing it gently. Kayden is going to have a sister soon.

“He’s adorable when he’s sleeping.” My son has a lot of energy and I spend my evenings and weekends playing with him. It’s quite a workout. I dip my head down, still keeping my hands around my wife’s stomach, and drop a kiss on my son’s head. “Good night, Kayden.”

I thread my fingers in my wife’s and we both quietly tiptoe out of our son’s room, the camera turned on to keep an eye on his movements. Once I close the door, I grab my wife’s waist and pull her close. Her baby bump collides against my stomach, the movement making her engorged breasts jiggle a little.

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