Page 30 of Lonesome Man
I dropped my towel. “Yes, please.”
His nostrils flared. “What do you want, baby?”
“I just…I just want you inside me.” I climbed onto the bed and crawled over to him. “I want to feel you moving deep inside me.”
He released a ragged breath. “You want to ride your husband?”
I shivered. “God, yes.”
His hands slid to my hips as I climbed on top of him. His hard body beneath mine was perfection, and I ran my hands down his tight stomach, marveling at the ridges of his abs.
His fingers flexed against my flesh. “Christ, darlin’, you’re so fucking beautiful.”
I reached down between us, curled my fingers around his hard cock, and took him deep inside me.
Tucker hissed through his teeth. “Fuck, baby.”
Pressing my hands against his chest, I swiveled my hips, grinding against him. “You feel so good, Tuck. Oh, god, you feel amazing.” I moved faster, riding my husband like I needed to, taking him hard and deep in between wild kisses.
“I missed you so much.” I’d only been away three nights, but I’d hated it. I hated being separated from him.
“Missed you, too, Libs,” he groaned, then cursed. “Gonna come, you keep riding me so hard, darlin’.”
I couldn’t stop, I sure as hell couldn’t slow. His big, rough-skinned hands slid over my hips, my belly, up to my breasts, and he massaged them with another groan. The veins and tendons in his throat, across his chest, strained as he tried to hold his orgasm back.
He didn’t need to, I was already there. Squeezing around him tight, my fluttering pussy stroked his thick cock over and over until I cried out, coming around him and pulling him with me.
Tucker let loose a shout, his hands back on my hips, holding me to him as he ground up, filling me, dragging out my pleasure like he always did.
Not missing how tired I was, my husband quickly sat up, taking my weight, and gathered me in his arms, then laid me carefully on my side.
“Got you, baby,” he said as he spooned me, his warm arms holding me to him. “Love you so much, Libs. I love our life, and I love our baby,” he said as he kissed my shoulder and slid his hand over my belly.
I rolled toward him and cupped the side of his face, smoothing my thumb over his beard. “I thought I knew what I wanted…” I shook my head. “I can’t believe I almost missed this, missed this life with you out of fear.” I pressed my forehead to his. “I love you, too, Tucker Smith, so much that I’m not sure how I breathed without you.”
“You never have to, darlin’, not ever again.”
The sound of Cash’s plane landing, then taking off again pulled me from my sleep. Our guests leaving from their stay in the cottage. Tuck had obviously slipped out to see them off and let me sleep. I thought about getting up, but instead let myself doze off again.
When I woke next, it was late morning. My trip to the city had taken more out of me than I thought, but I was definitely feeling rested now. My hand slid over my belly. I’d had a good pregnancy so far, but I’d definitely been tired a lot, more than I thought I should. It had been worrying me, but after a visit with my midwife while I was in the city, I knew why.
A wide smile curled my lips as I shoved back the covers, as nervous excitement fluttered through me. I had news for my husband, and I planned to tell him tonight. It had been so hard not to blurt it when I first saw him, but I’d managed to hold it back, but I wanted it to be special.
I quickly showered, dressed, and had just finished brushing my hair when I heard a shriek of delight from outside. I spun to the window, and a huge smile instantly curled my lips.
Tucker stood outside with his cousins, Hank, Beau, and Cash, who had his two-year-old daughter on his shoulders, and all four men were struggling with bunches of pink and blue balloons, trying to tie them to the corners of a gazebo, while the kids ran around draping streamers over everything.
What was going on?
The smell of food drifted up from downstairs, followed by excited chatter.
I knew those voices. There was no containing my wide smile as I headed to the kitchen. I was met with delighted laughter when I walked in on Riley, Birdie, and Freya loading plates with food. They rushed me, all taking turns giving me a hug.
“We couldn’t let you get away with not having a baby shower,” Riley said.
“When did you get here?” Tucker had kept this a total secret.
“This morning,” Birdie said, giving me a sweet smile and curled her arm around my shoulders. “Cash flew us all in. He’s been up and down this mountain four times.”
