Page 16 of Cupid's Arrow

I was afraid at first. Not because I had any doubts about Arrow; he’s one of the few things I can always count on, along with Ben. I wasn’t sure he was ready to be a dad, is all. I was afraid he’d think it was all happening too fast.

I should’ve known better. He’s practically counted the days, has taken me to all my appointments and has become an expert at rubbing my swollen feet every night while we talk about the future and make all kinds of plans. I couldn’t ask for more.

“How are you feeling?” he asks, kissing my cheek before turning me in place for a kiss on my upturned mouth.

“Tired, but not very.”

The corners of his mouth twitch, and I know exactly why. “Too tired to spend a little time together once we get home?”

“What did you have in mind?” As if I need to ask. It’s like the bigger I get, the more he wants me.

“I was thinking about taking you home, stripping you naked, putting you in a hot shower to relax you…” He flashes a devilish grin that goes straight to my pussy. “Then railing you from behind until you scream the house down.”

Even now, he can’t keep his hands off me—not that I want him to. “You seriously want to rail this?” I ask, motioning with one hand over my body.

“How many times do I have to tell you?” He cups my face in his big hands, stroking my cheeks. “Seeing you like this, knowing it’s my son growing inside you… I walk around with a hard-on eighteen hours a day. Sometimes twenty.”

I bite my lip in fake concern. “Eighteen, sometimes twenty? That sounds painful.”

“It is. You have no idea.”

He sucks in a sharp breath when I slide a hand over his bulge. Yes, he’s getting hard, and harder with every stroke of my hand. “We’ll have to do something about that as soon as possible.”

“I agree,” he grits out, his teeth clenched. “Like, maybe back in my room.” He even starts steering me in that direction, but I laugh it off. We both know that’s a no-go, one of Ben’s ground rules after the shock of us being together wore off. If I was going to work here full-time the way I suggested, he insisted we behave ourselves.

It hasn’t always been easy, but it’s been worth it. Being together all day, building something lasting… it’s beyond my wildest dreams. If it means keeping my hands off the only man I’ve ever loved during working hours, I’ll take that trade-off.

“There’s one thing I need you to promise me,” I whisper while teasing him.

“Anything,” he groans. “You want your ass licked? Nipples sucked? Pussy eaten? Whatever it is, I’m there.”

“Yes to all of the above.” Already I’m flooding my panties at the thought. “But I was thinking more about the absolutely obscene amount of Chinese food I’ve been craving all day. Can we order tonight?”

His laughter lights up my heart the way it always has. “I’ve gotta say, I love how easy you are to please. Hell, yeah, you can order the entire menu.”

“Then please, take me home and fuck me until I can’t see straight.”

His low growl makes my toes curl and my nipples tighten. “Your wish is my command.”

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