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  Her eyes water.

  I swipe away a tear. “Please don’t cry.”

  “How can I not cry when you just said all those things?” Her lip wobbles, and I lean in and kiss her.

  She grips my shoulder, her body pressing into mine as I kiss her with every bit of my devotion. Can she feel it?

  She opens her mouth, inviting me in. I massage my tongue against hers and run a hand down to her hip, pulling her tightly against me. She’s injured, recovering from trauma, but I’m fucking starved for her. And when the heat of her pussy grazes against my hard cock, I groan into her mouth.

  She answers with her fingers in my hair and a moan of her own.

  When I finally come up for air, she pants and licks her lips.

  “My priceless Laura.” I kiss the tip of her nose, her forehead, her cheeks. “I can’t live without you.”

  “Good.” She runs her fingers along the stubble of my jaw. “Because I’m in love with you. And, honestly, more than a little obsess—”

  I claim her lips again, my heart bursting with more emotions than I can name, and I kiss her until we’re both out of breath and deeply, perfectly in love.

  Epilogue

  Laura

  I open one eye when I feel Xavier’s big hands massaging me. Or pretending to massage me when all he’s really doing is putting another layer of sunscreen on me. I giggle at his protective nature. Nothing has changed when it comes to that. He’s always concerned with my safety.

  “You don’t have to be sneaky when applying sunscreen.” I sit up. Xavier hands me my ice water. I take it, drinking half of it down before handing it back to him.

  “Are you hungry?”

  “I ate five minutes ago.” I stretch my arms out, causing my bikini to ride up. Xavier’s eyes go to my tits, which are bigger now. It’s one of the advantages of being knocked up. The down side is having a husband who hovers over you, making sure you drink enough water and eat what you should.

  “You slept for an hour.” He grunts.

  “So I ate an hour and five minutes ago?” I tease. His eyes are still focused on my tits. That hungry, possessive look is in his eyes that never grows old. I might say his hovering annoys me sometimes, but I wouldn't change it for the world. I can’t imagine a day without him by my side. He taught me what true love is.

  Xavier takes care of me. It’s so different from the life I had before. No one ever took care of me. That’s all my husband seems to want to do, so it’s a win-win for me. Why would I stop him from doing something he loves and something I enjoy tremendously?

  “Don’t get smart with me.” He gives the inside of my thigh a light smack that goes straight to my clit, making me gasp. He smirks, knowing exactly what he’s doing. I thought my appetite for him was big before, but now that I’m pregnant, it’s at an entirely different level. I can’t get enough of my handsome husband.

  “I think my feet need sunscreen, too.” I grab the baby book next to me in the cabana and pretend to be annoyed with him. Not that he’s buying it. He moves to my feet, rubbing them for me.

  “Our baby is the size of—”

  “A banana,” he says before me, making me smile. I’m slow going with reading the pregnancy books. Xavier is the exact opposite. I think he has them memorized. I let out a moan when he presses his knuckle into the bottom of my foot. He grunts in return at the sound. My nipples tighten. It’s the same grunt he makes in my ear when he’s close to coming.

  “Do you want to stay a few extra days?” he asks.

  I put the book back down. “No, I miss Sue and Della. Plus, I should check on my brother.”

  “He’s fine.”

  “I also ordered a bunch of stuff for the baby’s room, and I want to see it,” I admit. I’m getting out of control with this nursery. Thankfully my man thinks it’s adorable. I’m not sure I want to see the bills. Not that I feel bad. Xavier is loaded, and he kidnapped me, so I shouldn’t have a budget. I love that I get to pull that card out whenever I’m about to get in trouble.

  “Then we’ll leave tomorrow.” I let out a sigh when he kisses my foot. I do love it here on the island. It’s our little getaway where we don’t have to worry about anything or anyone. It’s only him and me. He brought me here last year for our honeymoon. Now we've been coming about every three months. This will probably be the last time we come before our little bundle of joy arrives.

  He keeps kissing his way up my leg. I spread my thighs apart for him, my body wanting what he’s about to give me. That wonderful mouth of his could get me to do anything. He pulls at the strings on the sides of my bikini bottoms before pulling them off me and tossing them away.

  “Wet already?” He gives me a cocky grin that he has every right to have. The man is damn sexy, and I know the pleasure he can give me.

  “You’re near me. Of course I’m already wet.”

  He run his finger down my sex, making me whimper.

  “Take the top off.” His voice is gruffer now, and I love that I can do that to him.

  I pull it off and toss it to the side.

  “My precious is being a good girl today.”

  “For now.” I lift my hips, wanting his mouth on me already. “Don’t tease me, or I’ll be bad.”

  “Never.” He buries his face between my legs. The first orgasm is quick. Too quick, but Xavier knows my body better than I do. And I know there will be plenty more pleasure to come. He licks and sucks until he pulls another one from me, my whole body buzzing with pleasure.

  I open my eyes to stare up at him.

  He runs a hand through his hair. “Fuck, you’re beautiful. I don’t know what I did in this life to get you.”

  “Kidnap me?” I smirk.

  “You’re never going to let that one go, are you?”

  As scared as I was that night, I wouldn't take it back. Xavier kept fighting for us when I kept turning him down. His plan was crazy, but it had worked out. Us being here is a testament to that. He’s given me a beautiful life with so much love. Not to mention the little girl growing inside me. He also accomplished something I could never seem to. He keeps my brother in line. I know he only does that one for me. It’s another way of him showing me how much he loves me.

  “I think you should kidnap me yourself next time. Tie me to the bed.”

  He groans, his mouth coming down on mine in a deep kiss. I push at his chest and he lets me roll him over as he kicks off his swim trunks.

  I grip his cock in my hand as I slide down over it. I let out a moan, my head dropping back. He’s so deep this way. I feel so full. I’ll never get enough of this man. I look down at him as his fingers trail along the small baby bump that popped out a couple weeks ago. I didn’t think my husband could desire me more, but I’d been wrong.

  “Are you the one teasing now?”

  “Never.” I rise up and push back down. He grabs my hips, taking control of my motions as he takes what he wants. Me.

  “Touch yourself,” he grits out. I slip my hand between my thighs to rub my clit. My other hand goes to my breast to pull on my nipple. He lets out a loud groan. I know how much he enjoys watching me touch myself.

  “That’s it. Touch that sweet pussy and make me come.” His dirty words spur me on.

  His legs begin to tense below me, and I know he’s about to come, but he’s fighting it. He won’t let himself until I do. My eyes meet his. The raw need I see there for me sends me over the edge. He keeps moving my hips for me as his release spills. He milks out my orgasm, making sure I get every bit of pleasure before I collapse on top of him with his cock still inside.

  His hands roam up and down my back as my eyes fall closed. I turn my head and kiss his chest. This man was made for me. The one thing I feared would scare him off is one of the things he loves most about me.

  He loves when I’m clingy and want to be near him. That I’m always seeking him out. He understands it because he’s the same way. We’re a perfect fit for each other.

  Both madly in love a
nd most definitely obsessed.

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