Walker (Bowen Boys, #1)(57)
“What sort of payment plan did you have in mind? I mean, I’m open to all sorts of suggestions. Like you could take out the trash. Peter, the cook, hates that job. Then there is the job of washing dishes. I know we have a dishwasher, but if you want to work off your…Christ.”
He took her nipple into his mouth and bit on the tip gently. When she surged up off the bed toward him, he suckled as much as he could of the warm flesh into his mouth and held her there. When he lifted his head, he was breathing hard and wanting more.
“I was thinking I could be your sex slave. I could service you anytime you needed and be at your beck and call whenever you needed to come.” He nuzzled her breast again and stilled when he caught her scent. “What do you think about children, Caitlynne? Do you want any?”
“So long as we’re both here to raise them. So long as we make them a part of our lives and not a trophy to bring out and show off.” She lifted her head and stared at him. “Why?”
“The reason I ask is because you’re in heat. If we made love right now and over the next several days, you will get pregnant. Would you like that?” He nuzzled her throat and then licked along the pounding pulse. “Would you like to have a baby with me?”
She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his head up. The look in her eyes had him wishing he’d told her differently, had waited until they were home or at least somewhere more romantic than a spare bedroom in a house her parents had not loved her in.
“Are you serious? You want children with me?”
Carefully, he nodded.
“Will you let them come with us when we move between the two houses?”
“Yes. I wouldn’t have it any other way. Besides, I think my parents would murder us in our sleep just to keep them if we did that.” He waited for her to say something, anything. “Do you want to wait? You’ll come into heat three times a year. We can wait until next year even if—”
She rolled him to his back again and tore his shirt from him. When she scooted back and tore at his pants, he stilled her with his hands. She grinned at him when she looked up. “You said something about making love over the next few days to get me pregnant. We’d better get started before we miss the opportunity.”
Laughing, he tore her clothes off her as well. At the rate they went at each other and clothes were ruined he was pretty sure that, in the end, they’d be happy for all her money.
“As of yesterday morning it’s our money. I had your name added to everything that has mine on it.” She broke his zipper, pulling at it. “If you don’t hurry, I’m going to start without you.”
Well, he wasn’t going to let that happen.