Page 31 of His Treasured Mate
“Lucky? Why? What would happen if we weren’t?”
I whispered in her ear exactly what I would be doing to her otherwise.
She gasped, and her eyes widened. She grabbed her phone and made a quick call.
“Luke, thanks for keeping the girls so we could pack. Can you take them out for ice cream, alert the pilot we’ll be about half an hour late, and just meet us there?”
“Everything okay?” I heard him ask.
“Fine. I’m just feeling a little anxious and need to work off some of this tension before getting into that flying trap.”
“Understood. See you soon.”
“Did you really just postpone our delay?”
“No time for questions,” she said, tossing the suitcases off the bed and then pushing me down onto it.
She unzipped my pants and pulled my manhood out to cradle in her hands as she climbed atop me. She was wearing a thin cotton dress and didn’t even bother removing her underwear as she hiked up her dress, pushed her panties to one side and settled herself onto my now-hard steel rod.
She sighed in pleasure once I was fully embedded within her.
And then she moved like a woman on a mission.
She tried to lean forward and kiss me, but her enormous belly was in the way, hindering her attempts. Her frustration soon morphed into pants and sexy little mews that were driving me quickly to climax.
I tried to reach for her, but she swatted my hand away.
“No need. No time,” she chanted to the beat of our lovemaking.
There were always signs when Lily was close to her release and over the years, I’d memorized them all. I knew when she was getting close.
“Oh God. Feels so good. More. Faster,” I cheered her on.
I could feel her inner walls closing in around me and couldn’t hold out any longer as a fast surge coursed through me and I cried out her name.
She continued to ride me hard, milking me for all I had before she finally gave in to her own orgasm.
Hot and sweaty, her body still a little shaky, she climbed off of me and ran to the bathroom to clean herself up. The front of my pants were soaked from our lovemaking. I jumped up and changed into a clean pair.
She returned looking as if nothing had happened, picked up the suitcases and wheeled them down the hall.
“Thomas, we’re going to be late. Are you coming or not?”
“I thought I already did,” I muttered under my breath.
The look on her face when I caught up to her told me she’d heard me.
Without a word, I took our luggage and loaded it into the back of my truck before helping her into the passenger seat, then running around and taking my spot in the driver’s seat. I started up the engine and sped all the way to the airfield. Lily was right. We were late.
Luke and Sydney were there waiting. Our girls had already boarded the plane.
Lily hugged Syd and thanked her, but Syd scrunched up her nose and pulled away.
“You reek of sex. Wait, is that really why you delayed your flight?”
My mate shrugged. “You remember what pregnancy hormones are like. And I didn’t lie. I told Luke I had to work off some tension first.”
“Seriously Lil? That’s what you meant?” Luke asked.