Page 77 of That Feeling


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“I’ve decided,” I say, leaning in to run my tongue up his neck, “that we’re getting married this summer. I’m not waiting around for you to propose.” He laughs and I pull back. “That’s funny to you?”

“No,” he smiles, “I’ll absolutely marry you this summer. What’s funny is you thinking you’re in control.”

I narrow my gaze and reach for his hands, but he’s too quick. He grabs both of mine in one of his hands while standing up at the same time. He hoists me over his shoulder and smacks my ass hard.

“Hey!” I squeal as he walks inside and marches up the stairs, taking them two at a time. He tosses me onto the bed. I bounce against the mattress as he whips off his belt and winds it around one hand.

“Seems like you need to learn a fucking lesson about who’s in charge here.”

His pupils dilate as the vein in his neck flutters. My entire body is already quaking in anticipation of what he’s going to do to me.

I bite my bottom lip. He slowly walks around the bed, grabbing my hands and looping his belt around them. He bends me over so I’m on my knees, my hands tied to the headboard.

“You know I love you, right?”

I nod and he leans down to kiss me softly. He drags his hand down my back slowly until he gets to my ass. I hear his hand pull back before it comes down against my flesh with a loud smack.

“Who’s in charge?” he demands.

“You,” I say softly just as his hand comes down again on the other cheek.

“Louder!” he shouts as he repeats the process.

“You!” This time I shout.

He rubs my ass where he just smacked the shit out of me and leans down, his mouth at my ear as his hand delves between my thighs—straight into my drenched folds. He toys with me, sliding his fingers up and down my slit.

“In the office, the boardroom, you’re in charge. You can tell me what to do. But in our bedroom, I’m in fucking charge.”

I fall forward as he plunges two fingers inside me. He pumps them vigorously, taking me just to the edge before pulling them back out.

I glance to my right and see him quickly removing his clothes before I feel him crawling back up the bed. He grabs the back of my teddy with both hands and rips it in half. The sound of the tearing lace startles me, but I’m too focused on him sliding into me and fucking me senseless to care.

By the time I wake to head to the office the next morning, Tyler is already at work on the ranch. I’ve been getting to work by 7 a.m. the last several weeks. Given how much I have going on with so many product launches coming up, I haven’t had the luxury of taking it easy.

I’ve been at work an hour and I’m about to indulge in a second cup of coffee when I hear a soft knock on my office door. Tyler walks in, closing it behind him.

“Hey, baby, this is a pleasant surprise.” I jump up and walk over to him. “Didn’t get enough last night?” I press myself against him, our quick kiss starting to turn into something more.

“Not quite,” he says as he pushes against me to break the kiss.

“You sure? We’ve never fooled around in my office before.” I reach for his belt, but he just laughs and steps back.

“Have a seat.” He motions to my chair and grabs the cup of coffee I just poured for myself and tosses it in the trash.

“Hey, I just made that!” I say in confusion.

He reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out a box and places it on my desk.

I look at it. “What’s this?” I lean forward to grab it. “A pregnancy test?” I’m so confused.

“You’re pregnant.”

My mouth falls open and then I laugh. “What? No, I’m not. How the hell would you even know before me anyway?”

He holds up his fingers as he starts ticking off reasons. “I haven’t seen any tampons on the counter in weeks, I’m pretty sure you’ve missed close to a dozen pills in the last few months, and baby, I can’t keep you satisfied.”

I shake my head. “I’ve just been stressed. I’ve lost my period due to stress before, back in college.” I feel my cheeks grow a little warm with embarrassment. “Thought you liked how much we had sex.”

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