Page 37 of Make My Heart Race


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I threaded my fingers through his hair, gripping it tightly. “You want me to slide into that wet pussy, baby? Fuck you against these tiles?” he purred. “The way it grips me so fucking tight.” He groaned, his hands on my ass digging in a little firmer.

“Please, Hayes. Fuck me, hard and fast.”

“Yes, baby.”

He lined himself up, and with one hard thrust, buried himself all the way inside me. My head thumped back against the tiles as his dick stretched me. I held on for dear life as he began to move.

“Like warm silk. So soft. I could live inside you, if you’d let me,” he growled. “I’m not sure if I’m allowed to say this, but the belly really does something for me. I just want to fuck you over and over and over again, so you stay big and round with child.”

I laughed softly. “That’s some primal bullshit right there, Hayes Davis.”

He chuckled into my throat, as he bit the column of my neck. “You make me lose my fucking mind.” The hot water flowed down our skin, making us damp and slippery as he fucked me like he wanted to own me forever. “You’re mine, Tally. I’ve waited so fucking long for you, and I’m going to make your life so good, please you so good, that you’ll never want to leave.”

I wasn’t going anywhere; I’d never felt so happy in my life. “Then you better fuck me like you love me,” I purred, and his groan had him shifting the angle of his hips and fucking me harder. Holy shit. “Oh god…”

“No god here, baby. Just you and me.”

I held on tight as pleasure crashed through my body over and over, my hand sliding down to rub my clit to just prolong my pleasure a minute more, chasing that feeling for just a little longer. Finally, with a groan that echoed around the bathroom, Hayes came inside me.

My knees felt like jello when he lowered me to the ground. “I think we’re going to be late for that meeting, baby girl.”

Licking the water droplet that hung right there on his nipple, I laughed when he moaned. “I think you might be right.”

TWENTY-ONE

JESSE

Panting, I rolled onto my back beside Tally on the floor. Sweat made her skin glow, and I wanted to lick the salt from her skin. I didn’t know what it was about her, but I couldn’t get enough. I was obsessed.

“You know, we don’t have to christen every single room,” she told me, breathing equally as heavily.

I rolled to my side so I could take in her post-sex expression. That soft flush of pink might be my favorite color. “Are you complaining? Because it didn’t sound like it, when you were like ‘oh my god, Jesse, right there, right there!’” I teased in a fake falsetto.

She whacked my chest, but her palm quickly came back down and stroked over the abused skin. I almost purred. “I do not sound like that.” Her indignation was cute as fuck.

Oh, she sounded way better than that, but I just kissed her instead of arguing. She kissed me back, yawning and stretching a little. Her stomach was a little round ball between us, and she looked like a fertility goddess.

Honestly, it was too easy to imagine her round with my baby, and that should have shocked the shit out of me. Three months ago, I might have been horrified by the very thought. But now? A primal part of me really enjoyed unloading inside her tight little cunt. We’d quickly produced medicals so we could abandon condoms, at least for this last part of her pregnancy. She had dreams that didn’t involve being barefoot and pregnant forever, so once the baby was born, we’d reconsider contraception.

“Do you really not want to fuck in every room?” I asked her lightly. She was horny as hell, and the internet said it was because her hormones were wild. I had zero problems with that. I was here to satisfy every desire she had.

She flopped back. “We both know I do. You take your shirt off, then the sweat drips down your back muscles, and I’m helpless to resist. I’m like a savage.”

I leaned over her. “My savage.”

Weeks were slipping away so fast, it was hard to imagine she was getting close to her due date. I’d worked hard at getting this place finished, because I wanted her to be able to relax after giving birth. I’d set up the spare room in my house for her too, though she hadn’t moved into it. Apparently, we could renovate a house together, but it was a little soon to move in together.

But she’d agreed that after the birth, she’d move in with us at least temporarily, so she would have help during the night. Will had put his foot down about that, and I was kinda glad it had been him and not me, even though we were in complete agreement. He’d told her that for the first month, she either moved in with us, or with him and Colin.

My phone buzzed somewhere across the room, which I knew was my signal. My job today had been to keep Tally distracted until Hayes messaged me. Turns out, the VANT Racing team had fallen in love with Tally as easily as I had, and wanted to hold her a surprise baby shower.

I mean, not that I loved her. Well, not yet. But I was definitely going that way. I mean, I really cared about her. The thought of anything happening to her produced a panic in my chest that felt like a heart attack. Her laugh was the best thing about my day.

Yeah, that’s not love at all.

Dragging myself from the spiral where I’d admit things to myself that I wasn’t ready to even say out loud, I grabbed my phone. “Stay there, baby. I’ll grab a towel.”

I climbed to my feet and ducked into the bathroom. Looking at my phone, I saw the message I’d been waiting for.

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