“Yeah, I didn’t think about that,” he said sheepishly.
I patted his thigh. “And during dinner, he got down on one knee and just asked me.”
“So sweet,” she giggled. “In your brand-new home and everything.”
I took Graham’s hand in mind. “Yes, it was perfect. The perfect way to start our life together as a family.”
“Speaking of which, when do I get a tour of the place?”
“Whenever you want.”
Graham and his brothers had bought a large plot of land just outside of Liberty, splitting it up in four patches. Each of the men would get their own section of land to build on. Our house was finished first, as we were in a hurry to set things up for the baby. It was finished days before the birth of our son and still had the “new house smell” about it.
It was my dream home and was large enough to accommodate several more children. A large dining table filled the dining room for when the family came over - which they did often. A guest quarters for his mother that I was sure she would utilize frequently was near the baby’s room. She was set to arrive later that week to help with the baby - her first grandchild.
The flooding had done some extensive damage to the town of Liberty, but the Harveys, along with several others, were helping with the rebuilding efforts. Our house had been finished in time, but it had taken nearly double the time because we were all so busy in town helping with the relief efforts. It would take time, but the town would come together, and things would be back to normal soon.
“And when do you start grad school?” Liv asked. “Aren’t you worried about keeping up with it while caring for a baby?”
I’d just been accepted into Utah University for my graduate program in counseling, and I was set to start the following semester.
“Next September. And good thing I’m not alone,” I laughed. “Nicholas has uncles and an Aunt Liv who I’m sure would love to babysit when I need help.”
“Well, yeah, of course,” she scoffed, waving a hand. “Baby playdates at my place.”
“I think we’ll manage,” I said, glancing between Graham and my best friend. “Because I’m not alone. My family will help me.”
“Yes, yes we will,” Graham said, leaning over to kiss me.
And I knew I’d never be alone and on my own again.
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Prologue
Leah
“Come on, follow me.”
He followed me into my office. There was a bell at the front if anyone came in, but I wasn’t expecting anyone. As soon as we were in my office, I locked the door behind me.
Immediately, his hands were on my lower back and started to move down to my ass.
Neither one of us spoke; we let out hands and kisses do the talking.
His mouth moved from mine, down to my neck as he pushed me backward toward my desk.
Lifting me up, then he gently moved me down on top of the desk.
This was the perfect height to wrap my legs around him.
His erection pressed into me, causing me to gasp at the size.
But we weren’t going straight to fucking.
He had other plans.
He dropped to his knees in front of me, placing my legs over his shoulders. I was wearing a skirt.
He pushed the skirt up and slipped my panties down my thighs.
Trembling, all I could think about was how badly I needed to feel him.
His head dove between my legs as he muttered, “God, I need to taste you.”
I grabbed his head, my eyes widening as his tongue found my most sensitive parts. He circled my clit, just as I’d imagined. His scruffy beard rubbed against my thighs, reminding me this wasn’t a fantasy - it was reality.
Pleasure coursed through my body as he devoured my pussy, sucking and licking as if it was the most delicious dessert he’d ever had the luxury of eating.
And he was so fucking good at it.
My legs tightened around him, and I pressed him down into me without even thinking about it. It just felt so damn good. He slipped a finger inside me. Then another.
I was trying to be quiet, afraid that someone might overhear us, but that all went out the window as the first wave of my orgasm washed over me.
I cried out, taken by surprise at how fast it came on. He never stopped, keeping the perfect rhythm with his tongue on my clit.
“Oh God,” I whimpered, my body tensing. “Yes, yes!”
He seemed to savor it.
He devoured my pussy, sucking and licking my juices as he brought me closer and closer to the edge.
“I’m going to cum,” I whimpered, writhing underneath him.
He held my hips down on the bed, stilling me as he continued working me over with his magical tongue. I gripped the back of his head, and without meaning to, pressed him into me as I cried out in pleasure.
God, I needed him so badly.
My hands fumbled with his pant and I felt his erection in my hand.
I could only get a sense of how big he was, but my eyes widened at what I felt. He was so thick.
“Please. I need you inside me.”
Chapter 1
Kellen
Ring. Ring.
I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock on my night stand.
Six in the morning.
“Just like clockwork. How’d you sleep Alice?”
“Like shit. You?”
“I’d rather be in your position.”
“Doubt that. If it isn’t the nightmares, it’s the baby kicking me,” she said softly. “Everything hurts these days.”
“Just a couple weeks until the big day. Then the little devil can serenade you with cries all night.”