Something kicked him hard, a sure sign that those girls were going to make his sex life very difficult. Luckily, he didn’t let anything get to him when he was fucking. They could kick all they liked. This was his time.
Charlie tightened around him, but he was ready. She responded so easily to him, as though she was always primed to take pleasure from him. He set a steady rhythm and watched as her breasts bounced as she moved against him, trying to force him in deeper. It wouldn’t work. He controlled this, but he liked to watch her fight for her orgasm. He pressed hard again, the pad of his thumb tight to her clit, and she flushed. Charlie’s body tightened and her eyes went soft. She called out his name and squeezed him tight.
This was what he’d needed. Connection. When he was inside her, everything was right with the world. The rest of it—the worry and fear—it fell away until there was only her and pleasure.
He felt his balls draw up and thrust faster, getting just a bit deeper. It wasn’t all he wanted. He wanted to be balls deep, but he would take her any way he could get her. He was addicted to this woman. He craved her.
He let go and his orgasm flooded his system with pure joy. The world seemed softer than before, his troubles further away. He pumped into her, giving her everything he had.
He sighed and reached for her, pulling her close. Her belly was between them and the girls seemed more active. He chuckled as he kissed her nose. He even loved her damn nose with its light dusting of freckles. “That didn’t make them happy.”
Charlie laid her head on his shoulder. “It made me happy.” She draped herself around him. “I swear they’re fighting for dominance in there.”
He ran a hand over her flesh. “They’re Taggarts. What else would they be doing?” He suddenly wanted to stay this way, alone with her, naked with her. “Baby, why don’t you get dressed and I’ll take you home. We’ll take the rest of the week off. Hell, let’s take vacation and we’ll wait for the babies.”
She turned her head up, a little frown on her face. “I really am fine, Ian.”
She wasn’t because she obviously didn’t understand him. “I wasn’t concerned about your health.” Though he really always was. “I want to be alone with you. In a few days, there won’t be much alone time. I want some peace before the demons show up.”
She laughed and lightly slapped him across the chest. “Stop calling our daughters demons, Ian Taggart. They are going to be sweet little ladies.”
“So you cheated on me with the UPS guy?” Because his daughters likely wouldn’t be very ladylike. Not if they took after their dad.
She hugged him again and then pushed away, getting to her feet. He kept his hands on her, making sure she didn’t fall. She looked him up and down. “You are the only man in the world who can have his junk hanging out like that and I still find attractive. Naked is so much hotter.” She proved it by turning around and walking toward the bathroom conveniently located a few feet away.
“You didn’t let me get undressed, baby. You were too hot for that.” He bent over and dragged his slacks up, tucking his shirt back in. His body was humming and the sight of his gorgeous wife walking across the room made him wonder if they shouldn’t take a nice long shower before they went home.
She disappeared behind the door.
Why not take the next few weeks off? Alex could handle the administrative crap and Simon could deal with clients and operative questions. They didn’t have too much on the docket. Sully had written him a hefty check despite the fact that it hadn’t taken him more than a few moments to solve the case.
He could easily spend a few weeks nesting with his wife, and he could start by washing that lovely body of hers off in the shower he’d had installed a few years back. Back then that bathroom had been all about function. He often slept at the office in the early days. Now it was definitely helpful for those times when he and the missus decided to get their freak on.
And he suspected Sean had hauled Grace in here just for kicks. It would serve him right since he’d screwed Charlie on Sean’s desk at Top a couple of months before.
The heart wanted what the heart wanted…and his dick definitely wanted her.
He was almost to the door when it opened and Charlie stood there, her eyes wide.
“Ian,” she said in a breathless voice.
His heart nearly seized. “What?”
“My water broke.”
How the hell did water break…shit.
Normal was over.
Chapter Three
“Do you think they can tell?” Charlie asked when the doctor left.
“Yes,” Ian replied. “They can tell you’re pregnant, baby. They are really good doctors and they know a pregnant lady when they see one.”
She’d lost her damn mind, but he was going to be supportive.
Her eyes rolled and she shook her head as she maneuvered her way to sitting on the hospital bed. “No. I’m talking about sex. Do you think they can tell that we had sex?”