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Chapter forty-three

Silas

Best universe ever.

~ One Month Later / November ~

My wife is absolutely beautiful. To be fair, she’s always been. But now? Watching her carry our son, who grows bigger and bigger every day, she’s breathtakingly stunning.

I can’t get enough of her, and it seems to be her case, too. Cecilia has always been very sexual when it came to our relationship, but with the pregnancy, she’s horny around the clock, and I am living for it.

She’s now hit the twenty-four week mark, and I can’t believe how fast it’s going. In just four short months, we’ll be welcoming our son into the world. Life is perfect. I couldn’t have asked for anything better.

The further along she gets, the more I worry, especially when I’m on away stretches. I know she has people watching over her when I’m gone, but it still stresses me out knowing that if something went wrong, I couldn’t get to her easily.

In case of an emergency, I gave Cecilia and anyone that could be with her, Coach’s number as well as Paul’s, our general manager.

I’m in our bedroom finishing up placing all the groceries I bought in the storage cabinet I just built.

Minnie was out shopping this morning with Morgan for some maternity clothes and should be back any minute.

Nothing really fits her anymore except for my clothes, which she enjoys wearing around the house. But outside, not as much.

“Honey?” I hear her call from downstairs. Just on time.

“Up here!” I shout back. Milo jumps from the bed and runs out of the room, on his way to greet his mama.

“What’s your daddy up to in there? Bark once if he’s dressed, bark twice if he’s naked,” she says to Milo, and as if he understood the question, he barks twice. Even if it’s a lie .

“Liar!” I yell just as Cecilia enters the room.

She stares at me while I climb to my feet from my crouching position. “Hmm, we’ll have to work on that, buddy.” She looks down at Milo with disappointment. My girl was probably excited for some sexy time.

“Come here, Minnie.” I beckon her with a tilt of the head and outstretch my hand in her direction.

Her warm smile lights up her eyes as she skips over to me. I bring her back to my chest and wrap my arms around her shoulders, where she holds onto my arms with her hands.

“What’s this?” She gestures to the cabinet that wasn’t here when she left.

“I don’t really like the idea of you getting up during the night and making your way downstairs in the dark. So I thought we could solve that problem by bringing up a piece of downstairs into our room.”

She looks back, placing her head to the side to see my face, a confused expression lining her features. “I don’t understand.”

I let go of her and walk over to the cabinet, opening it up.

It’s a tall structure with four doors. Two on the top that hold shelves that I’ve stacked with every type of snack she likes.

And the two bottom doors are actually a concealed mini fridge and freezer that I also stocked with all her favorite foods and drinks.

“Oh, Silas...” she gasps and brings her hands up to her mouth.

“Whenever you have a craving now, it will be just in reach. And when our son is born, I thought we could stock it with baby milk and anything we’ll need during nighttime feedings.” I turn around to face her and find tears in her eyes.

Fuck, I can’t stand seeing her cry. Even if I know she can’t help it right now, it still pulls at my heartstrings.

She rushes into my arms, and I catch her easily. She fits so perfectly in them, even with our boy between us. “You are the best husband in the world, best father, best partner, best boyfriend, best everything!” she says, squeezing her arms around my neck tightly.

I chuckle and kiss the side of her head. “That’s a lot of bests.”

She pulls back to look into my eyes, and I loosen my hold to give her a bit more wiggle room between us, not wanting to put any pressure on our son. “I’m so lucky to call you mine, Silas.”

I kiss her lips and breathe against them, “I’m the lucky one.”

The kiss deepens, from tender and passionate to explosive and consuming.

I keep one hand under Minnie’s ass, supporting her weight, and bring my other to fist her hair.

I walk us to the bed and gently deposit her on the edge.

Pulling back, I grab the end of her shirt and bring it up over her head, then reach back and unclasp her bra, tossing it all to the floor.

I watch her beautifully swollen breasts as she breathes deeply, making them rise and fall. They’ve gotten a lot larger, to the point that Cecilia had to buy bras two cups bigger. To which she wasn’t happy about because, apparently, her size is already not easy to find.

I pick up one heavy breast, then the other, cupping my hands around them and pinching her nipples slightly. I know the doctor said not to stimulate them too much since it can lead to labor, and we don’t want that this early on.

But my girl loves when I do it, and I love pleasing my girl.

Cecilia whimpers and drops her head back as she leans on her hands, keeping her upper body supported. I drop to my knees and bring my hands down to the waistband of her pants, slowly nudging them down.

Minnie lifts her hips slightly to help me pull them away. Once they’re off, I grab one of her legs and bring it up to my shoulder, kissing the inside of her ankle all the way to her knee, then grab the other and repeat my movements.

Inching forward, I bite the inside of her thigh close to her panty line.

Cecilia gasps and tightens her hands into fists around the sheets.

I bring my nose to her lace covered pussy and inhale deeply, savoring her sweet, musky scent.

I rub back and forth over her clit with the tip of my nose, making her moan and grind her hips, in need of more friction.

I drop a few kisses to her mound, then bite down on her clit through the fabric. Cecilia gasps again, then groans loudly. “Please, Silas. I need you.”

I lift my head to gaze into her hypnotizing hazels and smile. “I know, baby. I’m all yours.”

I lower her legs and reach behind her to the wall of pillows that was built this morning when we had sex and grab two, placing them behind her for extra support. I don’t want her forcing too much or being uncomfortable, and this position is definitely doing that.

I return to my desired spot, picking her legs back up onto my shoulders. I grab the sides of her tiny thong, twisting them once around my hands and yanking hard, shredding it on both sides.

Minnie shrieks at the action. “Ouch, Silas!”

I lean in and kiss both sides that now hold red markings. “I’m sorry, baby. I’ll make it better, I promise.”

Now that her sweet cunt is free of any restrictions, I use my fingers to coat her folds with her wetness. Running them up and down, circling her entrance with the tip on my finger but not pushing in just yet. I bring my fingers to my lips and suck off the juices, humming at their delicious taste.

Her eyes track my every movement, lips parted as her chest rises and falls. Keeping eye contact, I lower and drag my tongue from her puckered hole all the way up to her clit, twirling it around a few times.

She inhales sharply, body jerking at the contact. I do it again, but this time suck her little nub into my mouth. She bites her bottom lip and mewls, then drops back onto the pillows as I flick her clit in quick succession. Cecilia cries out, fisting my hair and pulling at the roots.

I bring my middle finger to her entrance and slowly push into her tight channel. Thanks to how wet she is, it glides easily. I move in and out a few times, then add another and another.

Once she’s well stretched around my three fingers and I can feel her walls quivering against them, I curve them upwards and thrust rapidly, over and over. I suck on her clit harder, until her legs start to shake and she clenches my fingers, then I bite down on it.

Minnie screams and nearly rips out my hair, her nails biting into my scalp. She grinds her pelvis against my mouth as her orgasm consumes her. Juices flow out of her pussy and into my mouth, which I greedily devour until there’s nothing left.

When her grip on my hair relaxes and her legs turn to jelly on my shoulders, I place one last kiss on her mound. Then kiss each of her thighs before pulling away to look at my gorgeously sated wife.

She smiles, eyes hooded and skin fully flushed. Her hair is sprawled out around her like a halo, looking like a perfect angel. My angel.

I stand up from between her legs and bend in half to collect her. Once securely in my arms, I walk around the bed and climb on by the side. Sitting down against the headboard, I place Cecilia over my legs.

Minnie keeps her arms hanging loosely over my shoulders, leaning in to kiss me once, then pulling away with a tender look. “Why are you still dressed?” she whispers timidly, probably feeling exposed.

She’s become a bit self-conscious with all the changes that are happening to her body, but I remind her every chance I get just how beautiful she is to me. Just how beautiful she’ll always be to me.

I raise my hand up, gliding my knuckles against her cheek. “There’s something else I want to show you first.”

This morning when I left the house, I told her I had errands to run, which is why she went shopping with Morgan instead of me. The truth is, I had an appointment scheduled before my errands.

I grab the hem of my shirt and delicately peel it off, revealing my second surprise. Cecilia lets out an audible gasp, hands flying to her lips, those tears resurfacing in her eyes. “Oh my God... is that...?”

“It’s you and our son. The two most important things in my life, the two closest things to my heart.”

I hold on to her hips as she brings a slim hand out toward the new tattoo that’s placed over my heart. She traces the lines cautiously with a finger over the transparent film keeping it protected.