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I managed to get the keys from the agent so we could look around by ourselves. The owner has already moved out, so the place is empty. But even without furniture, its potential is obvious.
At least, I think it is. But as Sophie turns in a slow circle, a look of deep concentration on her face as she studies the space, doubt creeps over me like a cold mist.
If she doesn’t like it, we’ll keep looking. She has to really—
“I love it.” She grins, her green eyes bright with excitement. “And that room with the high ceiling would make such a cute nursery.”
“You do? I’ll call the agent.” I stride over to her and pull my phone out of my jacket pocket.
“Whoa, Daddy.” She laughs softly and places her hand over mine on my phone. “Let them sweat a bit. It’ll help when we negotiate.”
I smile at her and pocket my phone. She’s right. It’s a basic rule. Don’t show your emotion. Because the second you do, all power is handed over. I’d never show my hand so early at work when talking over the terms of a deal. But wanting to buy this house for us, to have her with me every night and know that I can protect her, it’s got my fingers tingling with how much I want to call the agent. She’s turned me from a ruthless businessman to an emotional simp. And I don’t give a shit as long as her eyes are lit up for me and no one else. The way they are right now.
“Okay.” I slide my arms around her, my hands finding her ass. “How about I makeyousweat instead?”
“It’s not our house yet.” She bites her lip, but her eyes are dancing with energy as she snakes her hands up around my neck and strokes my hair.
“And you weren’t my date,” I whisper in her ear before kissing her neck, my blood heating at her soft moan. “But that didn’t stop me from telling you that you would be one day. And now you’ve got our babies growing in your belly. I think it’s safe to assume that I can fuck you until the sound of you coming sinks into the walls of this room. Because thiswillbe our house, Sophie. Just like you were always going to be my date. Just like you were always going to be the only woman I’ve ever said I love you to.”
“You’re kind of sexy when you talk like you’re obsessed.” A smile curves her lips.
“Like I’m obsessed?” My brow quirks. “Boss, Iamobsessed. You saw to that the first time I met you. You might as well have made it the law—Drew Harper must be obsessed with Sophie Havers at all times.”
She laughs. “Smooth, Mr. Harper. Real smooth.”
I kiss her, groaning at the way her belly presses against me.
“How does that feel so good?” she moans as I kiss my way down her windpipe, unbuttoning her blouse as I go.
I open it and drag the cups of her bra down, freeing her magnificent tits. Her bra holds them up underneath like they’re being presented on a platter just for me.
“Because I’ve spent hours studying your body.” I roll one of her nipples between my finger and thumb, eliciting a sharp intake of air through her parted lips. “And I’ll study it for the rest of my life searching for new ways to hear you moan my name.”
I bend and draw one nipple past my lips as I tease the other between my fingers.
Sophie trembles at my touch, and I smile around her before sucking again. Her breasts have gotten bigger as the pregnancy has gone on, and it’s made her already sensitive nipples as unstable as a nuclear bomb. If we had more time, I bet I could make her come just by playing with them.
“Drew.” She fists my hair, squirming.
I drop to my knees and kiss my way down over her bump, stopping below her belly button where her skirt waistband sits.
“Turn around.”
She looks at me through hooded lids while she strokes my hair. I lean into her touch as I slide a hand underneath her skirt.
“Turn around,” I repeat as I trail a finger over the wet fabric on the front of her panties.
I hook her panties to the side and swipe my fingers over her skin, coating them in wetness. Her eyes fix on mine as I withdraw them from under her skirt and suck them clean. I have to fight to keep my eyes from closing at how sweet she tastes. It’s only getting sweeter and more addictive with each passing day. I swear I’ll know next time I make her pregnant before she does, just from her taste.
“You’re dripping for me already, Darling,” I groan, reaching up to slide her panties down her legs. “Now turn around so I can lick this greedy pussy before you come all over my fingers.”
She does as I say, turning around so that her perfect round ass is level with my face.
I push her skirt up and palm her smooth skin with one hand as I unzip my pants with the other. I pull my hard dick out and give it a squeeze.
“You’re soaking,” I say as I stretch her between my fingers, mesmerized by the way her skin glistens with her arousal. “You really can’t get enough of the way I make you come, can you?” I say, my face inches from her skin.
“Are you talking to me or my pussy?”
