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Blake cupped her ass, lifting her. Holding her against his chest, he continued to ravish her with his mouth. All the way up the stairs, their tongues and lips fought a fierce battle.

He deposited her on the bed, trailing kisses along the lines of her neck, to her collarbone. There, he suckled and licked the dip, driving her insane. She’d always been ticklish there.

He traveled further down, his palms cradling each of her breasts. With his thumb, he caressed her nipples. They hardened into rocks for him.

To her satisfaction, he brought his mouth to her left areola. Tracing the outer circle of it, he slowly nibbled and suckled. She arched, pressing her hips against his stomach.

She was so ready. So wet. She didn’t want to wait, to play around with tons of foreplay.

She wanted him in her.
Now.

She wrapped her arms around him, drawing him closer. “Blake, fill me.” Hunger flashed in his eyes. “Damn, woman, I want to play more first.”

“Blake.” Her voice husky, she lifted her hips against him again. “Please. I need you.

I can’t wait.”

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He slid off her, leaving her alone on the bed. A moment later he returned, holding two leather restraints from the closet.

He climbed over her, looking her deep in the eyes. “I never rush. I do things right in the first place.”

“Like your lists.”

“Consider these my lists.” He lashed the leather around her left wrist, securing her to the bed. Then, he fastened the other arm.

She strained against the bonds, wishing she were free to throw him down and fuck him like she desired. Instead, she was at his mercy and he was not a gentle master. He’d torture her body until it exploded from his attentions. He’d show no pity. No impatience.

She loved him for it.

His mouth trailed downward once again, past the flat of her stomach, to her mound. Lifting her legs to his shoulders, he drove his tongue deep within her.

He flicked in her, withdrawing to lick her front to back. Nibbling at her clit, he suckled and tormented the sensitive bud.

Claire squealed in ecstasy, wishing he would stop, wishing he wouldn’t. The man had a magic mouth. The nub pulsed, wetness dripping from her.

He slipped his fingers deep within her, thrusting them. She bucked to his rhythm. If only it were his cock.

Clearly he sensed her need and relinquished his toying. He cupped her ass, lifting her hips to meet his powerful rod. He slammed into her full force, filling her wholly and completely. His thrusts rocked her body. Squeezing her pussy muscles around him, she met his every drive with a beat of her own. She swirled her sex against his. He answered by slipping his finger under her ass. Pressing the sensitive perineum area just under her slit, he applied pressure. The touch made her dizzy.

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Her body soared. An orgasm built in her, fast and hard as was her desire for him.

Her feminine muscles went into convulsions. Crying out, she screamed and bucked against him.

Blake kneaded her ass, jerking as he drove deep within her. His warm cum filled her as he held her in place.

He leaned forward, kissing her gently on the head. “Don’t move. I want it to take.”

“Blake.” She pulled him to her, so his head rested on her shoulder. “I want a baby, but I have everything I need right here. You.” He gave a pleased laugh. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

He lifted his head, looking her deep in the eyes. “We will have children. We’ll try and try and if we never succeed, we’ll adopt. But our lives will be very, very full.

Promise.”

His finger trailed her jawbone, causing tingles of happiness to race down her spine.

She closed her eyes, relishing in his love. She couldn’t imagine life could get any more perfect than it was right here, in her cowboy karate instructor’s arms, but it would be.

She trusted that it would. Blake always kept his promises.

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Every day Claire thanked God for that butt plug and her sudden decision to quit her job.

She stared out the open office door, smiling as she noted the four-to-six-year-old students filing into the gym for the Little Dragons karate class. Warmth flooded her and her heart lifted. She leaned in her chair and watched the kids. A year into her marriage, she still didn’t have one of her own, but working with them filled her life.

At this point, she’d dropped the notion of getting pregnant. It wasn’t going to happen, at least not naturally and she accepted that. The premature menopause had worsened. Her period had disappeared for almost a full three months this time. One day, maybe she and Blake could afford fertility treatments or adoption, but for now, she had him and that was enough.

She sighed, ran her hand through her hair and turned her thoughts to changing for the class. Just as she headed to the locker room, Blake rushed in, carrying a white paper bag with the pharmacy logo on it.

She raised her brows, her tone saucy. “You’re late. I was going to teach them without you.”

He laughed. “Think you’re ready for that?”

“No,” she admitted.

He gave a brief smile, then grasped her hand and pulled her to him. His blue eyes turned serious, imploring her with a serious gaze. “Listen, I’m teaching the dragons alone today. I want you to take this.”

He handed her the bag. Wrinkling her brows, she opened it and peered inside. She found a rather expensive pregnancy test.

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“Blake,” she sighed, almost wanting to laugh at him. He spent more money on these than he did recreation. “You have to return this. I’m not pregnant and we can’t afford to keep taking these for fun.” She drew a breath, realizing how exhausted she sounded. “Blake, it’s okay. We’re okay. We have each other. That’s enough.”

“Just take it for me, Claire. I have a feeling.” A heavy breath escaped her. She could protest all she liked, but the test would prove it. Then they could talk about letting this go. “All right. I’ll be back in three minutes.”

She crumpled the top of the bag in her hand and headed for the locker room.

Strolling through the hall of cream-colored tile, she stepped into a handicap stall and pulled down the changing table. She peeled open the box, inhaled and proceeded with instructions she now knew by heart.

In less than five seconds, she had her results. To her amazement, a wonderful, incredible pink plus filled the window. She screamed. Claire couldn’t help it. Such utter, sheer excitement rushed through her all at once and she hollered at the top of her lungs.

“I’m pregnant!”

Her cry echoed off the locker room walls. Tears streamed down her face. A moment later, Blake rushed into the stall. Without hesitation, he swept her into a deep kiss, his tears mingling with hers.

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About the Author

Slip between the sheets with Alyssa Brooks, erotic romance author...

Author of fun, flirty, and contemporary erotic romance and erotica, Alyssa Brooks currently writes for several publishers, including Ellora’s Cave. She resides in Amish country, Pennsylvania, with her husband and daughter in a quaint farmhouse. When not writing and caring for her family, her days are filled with gardening and hiking. She also collects wind chimes, porcelain dolls, and snow globes.

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