Peaches 'n' Cream by Lynn Stark

Author:Lynn Stark
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Erotica
ISBN: 9781622415960
Publisher: Siren Bookstrand
Published: 2012-10-19T18:27:59+00:00

69

“I can’t see much has changed, except for the candidates for wives. Now, as for that nap, I think you should take one with me. You’ve only been out of the hospital a few days. You should take it easy.”

They stared hard at one another. It was a challenge of wills. Peaches was unwilling to be the one who bent each and every time. He had to learn how to compromise. As he did so this time she could swear she could almost hear the creaking in his will, as it bent. Slightly.

Peaches forced herself to keep from smiling in triumph.

There was an almost-pained expression on his rugged face as he agreed. “Okay. Shower first, then a nap.”

It was a beginning. When they finished the shower, they dried each other off then headed into the bedroom. She straightened the blankets and sheets before they climbed in. Shivering against the chill, she laughed and pressed herself against his big body.

“Mm, it’s like having a furnace under the blanket with me.”

“Quit your wiggling, or it’s going to get a lot hotter. It’s all I could do not to fuck you in the shower.”

Peaches ignored him. She was chilled against the sheets. She sought out his heat. Pressing herself close, she put her head on his shoulder and wound her leg through his. “I wouldn’t have argued with you.”

Strong fingers slid through her silky blonde curls. “I wouldn’t recommend doing so. Not unless you want that beautiful ass of yours turned pink. Now, about this baby you want.”

“We want,” she corrected.

There was a long pause. “Okay. We want.” More creaking as he bent a little more. “As soon as this snow stops, we are going to go into town and you are going to visit a doctor. You’ll get checked out. We’ll make sure everything’s okay. You’ll get vitamins and everything else you’ll need.”

“I’m no spring chicken. I might not get pregnant right away.”

“Even more reason to be sure that you’re healthy enough to do this.”

“Bossy,” Peaches complained, but smiled. Winding her arm around his lean middle, she pulled herself closer. Pulling him closer would have been impossible. The man was huge. “But I like it.”

“You do?” There was surprise in his deep voice.

She closed her eyes and kissed his chest. “In this instance, I do. It shows you really do care. You’re tough on the outside, but you have a gooey marshmallow center.” She rubbed his impossibly hard, rippling abs.

There was a stunned silence in the room following that ridiculous statement. Then he was roaring with laughter, his thickly muscled arm pulling her tight against him. As she smiled against him she felt her eyelids drooping. The heat of the man beside her, as well as being cocooned beneath the blanket with him, was making her sleepy. She drifted into sleep, quite at peace with the moment.

Hearing the unmistakable sound of a round being chambered into a semiautomatic pistol was something she had heard thousands of times. It was an unpleasant way to wake up.

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