Carrie Elliott [True North 02 Listen To Me (epub)

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.“I move and it’s like an elephant submerged in a lake! I can’t touch my toes! I can’t even shave my freaking crotch!”“I thought you went and got waxed,” I said, running my fingertips from her knee, up her inner thigh, between her legs.She was a little prickly, but hair on a woman never bothered me.She grabbed my hand and pulled it away.“I’m not letting anyone see me like this! There’s no way I’m going to get waxed!”Being irrational wasn’t like un-pregnant Kay.The closer we got to the chicklet’s due date, the crazier she became.I took her hands and stood up.“Come here.”She tried to let go, but I squeezed tight.She rolled her eyes and pulled herself up, grimacing as I wrapped my arms around her and lifted her out of the water.“Light as a feather,” I said.“Whatever,” she grumbled.I scooped her legs up and carried her to the bed.“I’m all wet,” she said, as I settled her in the middle.“Don’t move.” I strode back into the bathroom and came out with a razor and shaving cream.“What are you doing?” she asked, eyeing me like I was insane.“You can’t reach your crotch.” I crawled up from the bottom of the bed and pushed her legs apart.“Luckily, I can.”“No way!” She tried to close her legs, but I planted my shoulders between her knees and wasn’t planning on moving.“You’re not getting anywhere near my—put the razor down!”“I shave my face every day.I know how to do this.” I wrapped my arms around her thighs and lowered my face to her pussy, keeping my eyes on hers over the chicklet’s mound of belly.“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever been with,” I said, teasing her pussy lips open with my tongue.She arched her back and dropped her head onto the pillow.“This isn’t shaving,” she said, her voice husky.“I couldn’t help myself.You smell so good, I had to have a lick.” I prodded her clit with the tip of my tongue, rubbing in circles, and slid a finger inside her.She moaned and slid her fingers through my hair.I could practically feel her melting into the bed.When I was gone from her side for even an hour, she started letting her mind churn with negative thoughts.All she needed when I came back to her side was to be soothed and relaxed.I knew when the baby was born she’d eventually become herself again, my confident, bossy woman.For now, I didn’t mind being the man she needed to hold her together and calm her mind and body.“You’re so beautiful, Kay.” I parted her labia with my thumbs and traced my finger down her center.“Like a soft, pink butterfly.” I nuzzled the soft, golden hair beginning to grow like peach fuzz with my nose and suckled her clit.She rocked up into me and pinned my head with her hands, letting out soft whimpers of pleasure.She was about to come for me.I knew her responses and the reactions from her body now—knew when to suck harder, rub faster, thrust and circle my cock inside her.She was mine.Mine to know this well inside and out.All it would take was a second finger.I slid it in with the first as I kept my relentless, pulsing sucking of her clit.The thrust and pull of my fingers had her heels digging into the mattress, grinding her pussy into my face with her head thrown back.She started to throb around my fingers and I groaned, my cock and balls ached with a raging erection.When Kay came, my entire body reacted to her, wanted to come with her.“Fuck,” she cried.“God! Yes! Yes! Fuck yes!”Her taste and sounds, her wetness sliding down my fingers into my palm, these were what I never got enough of.I kissed her pussy and held myself up on my elbows to look at her.Relaxed, sedate blue eyes looked back.“That’s what I like to see,” I said, kissing her inner thigh.“Bliss.”THREEKarenFor as much money as our best friends, ex-rock star, Derek Bast, and my ex-boss, entertainment magazine The Scene’s founder, Bess Halprin, made, their home and production studio, True North, was modest in size even if it was oceanfront in Santa Cruz.“I don’t understand why you had to bring so much stuff,” Adrian said, lugging my second suitcase out of the trunk.“We’re only staying tonight.”“I brought…other things…to show Bess.”“What other things?” he asked.I shrugged.“You know.Just things.” I strolled ahead of him up the driveway to the sidewalk.The last thing I wanted him to know was how I’d stuffed the second suitcase with all of the onesies, bibs, and baby t-shirts he’d had made.Like the teeny white shirt with pink sparkly letters that said, ADRIAN’S BABE on the front, and the ruffled diaper cover that said, GROUPIE POOPIE on the butt.The man was out of control in the same way people who bought little dogs and dressed them up in sweaters were.Still, it made me grin like a lunatic every time he opened a package with one inside and came rushing over to show me.“Jesus,” Adrian said, panting behind me at the front door.“I need less time in the studio and more time in the gym lifting weights if this is how you plan on packing from now on.”I patted his cheek and gave him a peck on the lips.“Wait until we add all the baby’s stuff—diaper bag, Pack ‘N Play, bouncy seat, bottles, diapers--”“Why did I buy you an SUV? We’re going to need a cargo van.”The door swung open and Bess squeal-screamed, jumping up and down with her arms around my neck.“Look at you! Look at you! Look at you!” she said, over and over, her eyes huge behind her glasses.A giant black and white dog—or pony maybe—darted out between us, knocking both of us back a step.“You’re all baby in there!” she said, her hands hitting my stomach the same time Derek yelled, “Goliath! Get back here!” Lately, my stomach had its own magnetic force that attracted hands of women who knew me and even ones who didn’t.“Oh my God, she kicked!” Bess said, grabbing Derek’s hand as he came up beside her and placing it on my giant belly.“It does that,” I said, trying not to feel too awkward with Derek’s palm pressed against my gut.“Hey, let’s move this inside before I strain something,” Adrian said, sweating and holding his suitcase under one arm and wheeling my two with my laptop bag swung over his other arm.“Give me that before you hurt yourself,” Derek said, taking Adrian’s suitcase out from under his arm and relieving him from one of my pull-alongs.The dog, Goliath, galloped back through the door, whapping his tail against Adrian.Bess grabbed my arm and pulled me in behind the guys and the dog.“I can’t believe you’re so big already! Last time I saw you, you were barely showing!”“Gee, thanks.” I shot her a dirty look.“That was four months ago, so you know, the thing does grow.”“She gets a little testy when you mention the size of the bell-ehy,” Adrian said, rubbing the bell-ehy and kissing my cheek.“Enough with touching it,” I said, turning away.“You never were a touchy-feely person,” Bess said, grinning.“Come on, I want to show you what I’ve done for the shower.”She and I walked to the patio doors and out across the cedar deck planks to a walkway that led to a gazebo.Not just a regular gazebo, more like a small house shaped like a gazebo with three levels, fully furnished, running water and electric, the works.The best part—it was situated on the side of a cliff overlooking the ocean with stairs that led down to the beach [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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