Page 107 of Sweet Surrender

Before I knew it, I was across the room lifting Savannah into my armsand spinning her around. She squealed in delight, not a hint of fear or refusal to accept the truth.

I put her down before smothering her in kisses, and then peelingopen her robe. Placing my hand on her belly where there would soon be a bump,I stared in awe. Inside her, there was a tiny little bean that we’d created together, and I couldn’t wait to meet him or her.

Savannah looked up at me, her eyes glistening with happy tears.

“You have no fucking idea how happy you’ve just made me,sweetheart,” I said, my own voice thick with emotion. “I’ve waited for this moment from the minute I laid eyes on you.”

And I had.

The minute I saw her all those months ago in my casino in Portland, Iknew instantly that one day, she would be my wife, and the mother of my children.

I didn’t give her a chance to reply before my mouth was on hers,claiming it the way I’d claimed every inch of her.

Savannah threw her arms around my neck, our kisses turning moreheated with every passing second.

Blood rushed to my cock, and the overwhelming need to be insideher consumed me.

Sliding her robe off her shoulders, it pooled on the floor in a silkpuddle. I picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around my waist before I carried her over to the bed, gently laying her down.

I climbed between her thighs, kissing a path down her neck, chest,and breasts, before making my way down her body. When I reached her belly where my baby was, I pressed little kisses over her skin, eliciting a giggle from her.

As I was about to move lower, intending on eating my wife’s sweetcunt, my phone rang, the shrill tone pulling my attention away for a moment.

I glanced at my smartwatch seeing it was Fox calling.

Fuck him, he could wait.

But when the phone cut off and then rang again, I boltedupright, searching for my phone.

“What’s wrong?” Savannah asked, propping herself up on her elbows, worrypulling at her brow.

“Fox and I have a rule. If we don’t answer the first time one of uscalls, we only ring immediately after if it’s an emergency.”

I scrabbled off the bed and lunged for my phone on the bedside tablebefore it could cut off a second time.

“What’s up?”

There was a pause, and that was enough to send a ripple of anxietythrough my body which only grew when Fox spoke.

“Nash, I need help.”