"I don’t need sleep. You go back to the bed and I will get you—"
"I’m not even sure what I want, so I’ll just go down and look." I kissed his cheek and started to go around him. He stopped me, again.
"I’ll be damned if you fall down those fucking steps because you get dizzy again." He barked.
I took a deep breath and prayed I didn't bite his head off. "I will have to go up and down those stairs eventually. It’s fine."
"No.” He pulled me back to bed and sat me down. I didn’t fight him. "What do you want?"
"Umm…a peanut butter and jelly sandwich." I smiled, excited and salivating.
"So, that’s just bread with peanut butter and jelly on it, right?"
I was dumbstruck and staring at him with my mouth hanging open.
"What?" He shifted nervously. "Am I wrong?"
"Aidan Iverson, have you never had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich before?"
He rubbed the back of his head.
"I, uh, heard of them in college, and I believe I've seen Rachael make them for Alex." He shrugged.
"Oh, dear lord!" Standing up, I walked toward the door.
"I can do it." He protested.
"There is no way I'm leaving my craving to an inexperienced chef." I teased, reaching the top of the stairs. Aidan quickly wrapped an arm around my waist to help me down stairs.
Once we got to the kitchen, I went straight for the peanut butter in the pantry.
"Get a plate and knife, please. A butter knife." I quickly amended.
I could hear him rustling around the kitchen drawers while I grabbed the bread and peanut butter. One my way toward Aidan, I stopped and grabbed the jelly out of the refrigerator.
I set everything out on the counter.
"Grab the knife." I ordered Aidan with a smile.
He grabbed the knife and then took two pieces of bread out of the bag. After placing the bread on the plate, he opened the peanut butter and began to spread it on one slice. Then, he opened the jelly and started to spread it out on the other half. Smashing the two pieces together, he handed the plate over to me.
I picked up the sandwich and smiled at him before I took a bite.
"Mmmm…good job." I giggled. "Here, try it." He shook his head. "Come on Richie-Rich, take a bite."
He leaned forward, taking a bite.
"Wow, that is…hell, that’s pretty damn good, isn’t it?"
Smiling as he made a sandwich for himself, I poured some milk for both of us.
"You know." He chewed, "you have an excuse to eat at three in the morning, I don’t." He laughed. "I’m going to gain a ton of weight if I pick up these habits."
"How do you think I feel?" I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, but you're carrying my babies. It’s unbelievably hot." He wiggled his eyebrows and kissed the side of my mouth as I chewed my last bite.
I rolled my eyes, again. "Yeah, okay."
"You think I'm lying?" He stood extremely still.
Shrugging, I placed the plate and knife into the sink. Then his whole body pressed against my back. "Does this feel like I'm lying to you?"
He put his hands on either side of me, pressing against me further. His cock, long and hard against my lower back, sent my body straight into horny pregnant girl mode. My breathing caught in my throat.
"Okay, I get your point." My words came out in a breathy puff.
"Hmm…you sound a little shaky, Lilli. Are you feeling okay?" The smugness in his voice made me want to rebel against the needy creature he turned me into.
"I’m fine. I think I should get back to bed." I stepped to move out of his arms, but his hands came to my hips, stopping me.
With a shift of his hips, he pressed against me harder.
"Aidan…" I warned.
"What’s the matter?" He chuckled in a husky voice before leaning forward and lightly biting the back of my neck.
"You are messing with a hormonally crazed woman."
"Mmmm…does that mean you’re ready to be my midnight snack?" The purring of his voice brought me to the edge of my restraint.
"Uhng." I panted with the next press of his hips. "Seriously, Aiden—"
"I am completely serious." He growled as my robe was yanked up to my hips.
When his hands touched my bare hips, I wiggled my ass against him. He grabbed my hands, putting them on the countertop in front of me.
"Hold on." He whispered, sliding his hands up my arms, over my shoulders and down my back until they rested on my bare hips once more.
Soon, the bare, swollen tip of his length slipped between my thighs. Tilting my hips back, he found my wet entrance and submerged completely inside.
"Lilli." My name mixed with the rumbling from deep within his chest. He pulled out and pushed into me, over and over, hard and fast, slow and precise, again and again.
"Oh, Aidan." I panted, gripping the countertop until my knuckles turned white. It wasn’t going to take long for him to send me over the edge.
"Fuck, Lilli!" He attacked the back of neck with his lips. His hands gripped tightly to my hips as I came around him, my walls constricting tightly. After a few more thrusts, he followed me over.