Unfinished Ex (Calloway Brothers, #2)(75)

“That won’t happen for a long time, Jaxon. I can’t risk my job, or future job. I’m going to need a month or two to figure out where I’m going to end up. And we for sure have to wait until after the fourteen-week ultrasound.”

“No way will she wait that long.” He takes his cup to the sink and practically throws it in.

“She’s going to steal our thunder, Nic.”

“Somehow I get the idea there will be a hell of a lot more of it when people find out about this one.”

“People will say you got pregnant because she did.”

“Let them. What do we care?”

“I do care. People already have a negative attitude toward you, despite our recent show of solidarity.”

“You can’t help what people will think, Jaxon.” I look to the floor. “Besides, it might not even be an issue if—”

He races over. “If nothing. This baby is going to be okay. I know it and Heisman knows it. And Dr. Peterman is going to confirm it in four more weeks.”

“I hope you’re right.” I put my arms around his neck. “I really need you to be right.”

He kisses my forehead. “Yeah, me too.”





Chapter Thirty-one



Jaxon




I can’t begin to count the number of hours I’ve watched her sleep over the past weeks. Somehow pregnancy has made her even more beautiful. And damn sexy. Her skin is luminous. Her breasts fuller.

My morning erection is straining against my boxer briefs.

Her eyes flutter open. “You’re staring again.”

I brush hair off her face. “Can’t help it. You’re gorgeous.”

“I’ll bet you say that to all the women pregnant with your babies.”

My jaw slackens. It’s the first time she’s ever joked about our… situation. “Why, Ms. Forbes, you do have a sense of humor.”

“Want to know what else I have?” She seductively bites her lower lip.

I shimmy against her. “I hope you’re going to say my dick in your hands in two seconds.”

She laughs. “I was going to say a raging libido, but that’ll do.” She reaches under the waistband of my skivvies, and I moan.

It’s been weeks since we’ve been together. Between her feeling sick and both of us being stressed, the timing just hasn’t been right. Obviously, something has changed this morning. It occurs to me what as she’s rubbing my cock. “You’ll be in the second trimester soon. I’ve read some women get really horny then.”

“I’m surprised our neighbor hasn’t asked you to help her out with that considering the fact that she’s asked for help with everything else.”

“Babe, talking about her is about the only thing you could do to deflate my hard-on.”

“Sorry.” She strokes harder as I run a finger along the edge of her panties and slip it beneath to find her already wet.

“I think I’m going to like the second trimester very much.” My foot connects with Heisman’s backside, and I nudge him off the bed. He thumps onto the floor, letting out a disappointed groan.

“I’m not even twelve weeks,” she says. “We still have a bit.”

“Yeah, but you’ve always been very advanced.”

She giggles. “I don’t think pregnancy works that wa—uuuugh.”

Her back arches when I plunge a finger inside her. I push up her shirt and latch onto her breast, teasing her nipple with my tongue. Her entire body shivers. I double my efforts knowing her nipples have become ultrasensitive. With only one finger inside her and another flick of my tongue, she’s falling apart beneath me.

“Wow,” I say after her walls stop pulsating. “That was fast.”

“Shut up and make love to me.”

“Gladly.”

In a matter of seconds, we’re both naked and my cock is sliding in. I hesitate when I remember just where it is. Nic grabs my ass and holds me against her. “You’re not going to hurt the baby, Jaxon.”

I hover above her. “I know that. But—”

Her eyes roll. “It’s not going to see your penis.”

“What if—”

“It’s not going to reach out and grab it either.”

It’s a ridiculous thing to think. So why am I even thinking it?

“Jaxon? Do I have to get out my vibrator?”

Suddenly I’m jealous of a piece of plastic. I start moving. “Nothing is going to make you come except for my cock.”

I move slowly within her. She thinks it’s because of the baby. But really, I just want to watch her build. She undulates beneath me, needing more. I pull out of her for a second, then push back in, her breath catching when I’m fully seated. I inhale her scent—flowery shampoo mixed with pheromones —and devise it’s my favorite smell. The sensation of her fingers running up and down my backside drives me wild, but I hold back.

“Jaxon…” My name comes off her lips like a prayer. One I hope to hear over and over again.

Her mouth opens slightly; her eyes are half-lidded; her legs wrap around me and grip me tightly.

Not yet. I pull out again, and she groans her displeasure. That is, until I quickly work my tongue down her body and give a few strong licks on her clit. Then I brace myself above her and sink my dick into her, pumping twice. Repeating this cycle over and over, tongue, cock, tongue, cock, she spirals up and out of control. When she starts to scream my name, I pump inside her, needing to feel her walls grip my dick and milk me dry. Holding off as long as I can to watch her come, I finally let go, spurting inside her as I grunt exaltations into her shoulder.