Page 60 of Pieces of Us
It’s a Wednesday, and for once, I was able to leave the office on time. It’s not long after I get home that Mel walks through the door.
“Why is it so hot outside?”
I glance up from my laptop in the kitchen. “Because it’s June. How was your day?”
She opens the freezer and stands in front of it, fanning herself. “It was great, actually. They added another person to my department to help with the workload we already have and to cover some of my clients when I go on maternity leave.”
“That’s awesome. I’ll be glad to have you home at a reasonable time every day.”
She closes the freezer and opens the fridge to grab some juice. “It will be nice. I love what I do, but I’m ready to work fewer hours.” She finishes her glass of juice in three swallows and refills it.
I point at her glass. “I guess the baby likes juice today.”
“This child likes anything with sugar. But this juice is really hitting the spot right now.”
I smile. “Drink it all if you want. I can grab more when I’m out.”
“Are you going out tonight?”
“Just with Jax and Marcus. We’re going to go catch the game and have dinner.”
Her face relaxes. “That’s fun. I think I’m going to make a grilled cheese and take a bath.”
“Sounds like a good night. I’m going to go get ready. Are you sure you’re good staying in? I’m sure the guys wouldn’t care if you came along.”
She shakes her head. “No, I’m good. Go have guy time.”
“If you change your mind, let me know.” I start down the hall to go to my room to change.
Chapter Forty-One
Melonie
Linc left to meet the guys about ten minutes ago. I love having the apartment to myself. Not like I dance around naked or anything, but I might hold a Taylor Swift concert every once in a while.
I empty the bottle of juice into my glass and head to my room. I walk into my bathroom and turn the water on in the tub, adding a bath bomb. After I undress, I look at myself in the mirror.
My body has changed a lot over the past couple of months. I’ve had to buy new bras because my breasts grew two cup sizes, almost looking cartoonish. I rub the tiny bump below my navel that has me searching all of Boston for dress pants with astretch-waist. It’s frustrating right now because I feel like I’m at that stage where I’m gaining more weight, but don’t exactly look pregnant yet. I just keep wishing for my bump to get bigger.
I run my hands over my breasts, and the thought comes to mind that, with Linc out of the house, I have the freedom to have an orgasm and be as loud as I want. I decide to take advantage of the opportunity while I can.
I turn off the water for the time being and turn on an audiobook. Going to my favorite spicy chapter, I let my hand wander south, and I lean against the vanity as I gently glide my fingers over my pussy. I dip my middle finger inside and circle my clit with my arousal. My head falls forward as I keep my hand moving. I close my eyes and let my imagination take over.
My mind returns to the last night I spent with Linc. That night has been my orgasm inspiration for a few months now. His words, his mouth on me, the way he consumed me. It felt like he couldn’t get enough of me. He claimed my body in the very best way. I think about his cock deep inside me, his thrusts, the wild look in his eyes, and I give myself two fingers. I’m already so wet, my fingers are coated. I spread my feet on the bathmat for better access as I hit that spot inside, causing me to gasp.
I think about Linc’s fingers inside me, and I hit my g-spot just right. “Linc, right there!”
Suddenly, I hear a rough knock on my bathroom door and a voice from the other side. “Are you okay, Mel? I’m coming in.”
Before I can get out that I’m okay, Linc opens the door and is standing in the doorway, eyes wide and focused on where my fingers are deep inside me, chest heaving. I yelp, remove my hand, and fumble with my phone to pause my dirty book, but it shoots out of my grip and falls just inches from Linc’s feet.
Fuck my life.
Chapter Forty-Two
Linc
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
