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We melted to the floor together as we caught our breaths.
I nuzzled my face into the side of his neck, breathing him in. “How is it that we can have sex and I somehow wind up completely naked and you’re fully clothed?”
He pulled off his sweater and handed it to me.
I smiled and pulled it on.
“I love you just like this.” He leaned over, brushing a strand of hair out of my face. “Flushed and happy.”
“You mean freshly fucked?”
He smiled. “Exactly. I think we really turned tonight around, don’t you?”
“Yes.” I leaned closer, pressing my lips against his. “Oh my God, the dinner!” I stood up and ran into the kitchen. I was probably seconds away from burning the entire building down.
Seduction - Chapter 2
Friday
I should have been writing. Instead I kept stealing glances at James. We were sitting on the couch, my feet propped up on his lap. He was working on his lesson plans for next week. And he assumed I was working too. But…I wasn’t. I’d been distracted all day. By him. No one should be allowed to look that sexy in sweatpants. I looked down at my own sweatpants. I looked anything but sexy. But somehow James looked like a million bucks.
Instead of working, I’d been taking turns staring at James and staring at a scene I’d already written. It was the third sex scene I’d put into the novel I was working on and I was only halfway done. I never meant for my book to be so explicit. But sex was an important part of my relationship with James. And I really liked reliving those scenes. A lot. That was part of the reason I kept staring at James. I was so turned on it was hard to think straight.
And then there was a nagging thought in the back of my head. That things wouldn’t always be this way.
I looked down at my stomach. A baby was going to change things. I knew that. In five months it wouldn’t be just the two of us anymore. It would be the three of us. I was so excited to meet our baby boy. It was easy to daydream about the three of us being a family. But I was a little worried about how different everything would be. I hated change. And I could already see my body changing.
James seemed excited about having a baby. He kissed my stomach goodnight every night before he kissed me. It was the sweetest thing ever. He was embracing change so easily. He even seemed to be looking forward to it. But what about after the baby is born? When I’ll have stretch marks everywhere? And the baby will cry all night and we won’t be getting enough sleep? We had no idea what we were walking into. Would James still look at me with stars in his eyes then? When we’ll be sleep deprived and grumpy and I’ll be covered in stretch marks?
I bit my lip.Maybe he’ll still look at me the same.Or maybe the next five months of just us were going to be our last semblance of normalcy. I needed to take advantage of that while I still could. And it needed to start right now. I’d dressed up to surprise him after his first day of classes. I never expected him to be wearing that sweater I loved so much. He wanted to take advantage of these moments too. I could tell. And I wanted to step up my game even more while I could still fit in normal clothes.
“James, it’s past 6.” I lightly nudged his thigh with my foot.
He looked up from his notepad. “We should probably get ready for dinner. I still need to shower.” He tossed his notepad down on the coffee table and stretched.
We were going out with our friends tonight. One night a week we always went out with our friends. Which was always fun, but a little less so now when I was the only one not drinking. I’d been looking forward to turning 21 in the city two years ago. To finally be able to enjoy the city nightlife like all my friends. James had snuck me into the bars they went to before I was legal. But it was different when I could flash my ID and walk in without a bribe. Plus I enjoyed a good tipsy night.
And it had been fun. So much fun. I remembered tons of weekends where I’d be celebrating time off from classes and they’d be celebrating the end of a work week. I’d dance until my feet were sore and sweat was dripping down the back of my neck, my body pressed against James on the dance floor. His hands possessive on my hips, the small of my back, my ass. Like he was claiming me even with our clothes on.
God, I’d lived for those nights. It made all the late night studying and cramming for tests worth it. I hadn’t expected that time of my life to be so short lived. I put my hand on my stomach. A wonderful albeit unexpected surprise. Now we usually just went to a restaurant and caught up. Which was fun too. I loved seeing our friends. But I missed the dancing sometimes.
“Let’s not get ready quite yet,” I said. I closed my laptop, placed it on the coffee table, and then moved so I was straddling James. “First we should celebrate you finishing your first week teaching again, Professor Hunter.”
He smiled as his eyes locked with mine.
Yup, there were stars in his eyes. Well, not really stars. More like a hunger. I loved when he looked at me like that. Like he was starving and I was the only thing that would satiate him.
“You know…whenever you call me that, I want to call you Miss Taylor.” He placed his hand on the side of my face. “But I much prefer calling you Mrs. Hunter.”
“It’s much sexier to be a forbidden student than a boring housewife. Call me Miss Taylor again and see what happens.” I was going to devour every inch of him.
“Boring? Hardly. I’m happier now that you’re my wife. And you get sexier every day.”
I laughed. “About that. I was thinking…things are going to be very different once the baby gets here.”
“Yeah. We’ll have a little you running around.”
I shook my head. “It’s going to be a boy, James.”
