Page 38 of Love Times Infinity

“No, Drew—” she protested, causing him to chuckle.

“I know, baby, but it was so good that I wasn’t going to last. I need this to last. I need you with me.” She squirmed at his words, showing how impatient she was. “So demanding, Mrs. Jackson,” Drew teased. He loved calling her that. He loved that she took his name—loved that she was his.

“Drew, please,” she begged as he finished stripping. “I need you now.”

“I know, baby. I’m going to take really good care of you,” he promised. He kissed her mouth, tongue thrusting in, imitating the way he wanted to fuck her.

“I love you so much,” he panted. “You are so fucking perfect, so beautiful, and mine.” He kissed down her neck, sucking and nipping his way down her body, paying special attention to her sensitive nipples. He loved the way she responded to him, licking and sucking them into taut peaks. She was so sensitive now, with the pregnancy, and he had her so worked up, she was bucking off the bed, begging him for more. He worked his way down to her belly, kissing and loving her bump while spreading her legs wide open to feast on her. She moaned and thrust her pussy up toward him. He laughed, “Demanding and impatient, Mrs. Jackson.”

“Drew, now!” He laughed against her sensitive folds, licking and sucking her clit into his mouth. She was hot and wet—he knew she was close. He slid two fingers into her opening, and she went over the edge, screaming out his name. He kissed his way back up her body, feeling the baby kick his lips on the way.

“She likes it when I have orgasms, she’s doing somersaults in there.” Karlie reached down to feel their daughter kicking.

“Maybe we should see if your theory is correct, baby. I think you need another orgasm, just to make sure.” Drew couldn’t wait any longer; he thrust into her, hard and deep.

“I love it when we do science experiments, honey. Let’s see what we can do about proving your theory.” He started thrusting hard and fast, sucking, and nipping her neck. She reached down and grabbed his ass, squeezing him like she couldn’t get enough. Yeah, she was close again. He rolled them to the side, taking the pressure off her belly. “Baby, I won’t last long, tell me you’re close.” Now, Drew was begging. She reached down and ran her finger over her clit, and they both moaned. “God, that’s hot. I love it when you touch yourself,” he panted, still thrusting deep. She screamed out his name again, and he followed her over, her name on his lips like a prayer. He kissed her all over her face, loving how soft and placated she was in his arms. Their daughter started kicking him again, and they both laughed.

“Theory proven,” she giggled against his lips, kissing him.

He smoothed her hair back and tucked it behind her ear. “I love you, baby, forever.”

She framed his face with her hands, “I love you more,” she teased.

“Impossible,” he debated, “I love you times a thousand, Mrs. Jackson.”

She smiled, shaking her head, “Well, I love you times a million, Mr. Jackson.”

He laughed against her mouth, “I love you more than there are stars in the universe, Mrs. Jackson. I love you times infinity.”

Her eyes widened as big as her smile. She wrapped her arms around Drew’s neck. “Oh, you are good at this. You win.” And for the first time, in a long time, Drew felt like he had won—at love.