Semua Bab Winning Back My Pregnant Wife: Bab 61 - Bab 70

MarcusMarcus knew finally fucking Sarah would change things for him, but he hadn’t thought it would feel so catastrophic. The way she wrapped around him perfectly fooled his brain into thinking she was made for him—that they were perfect together. It was a shame she had only promised him to keep up this charade for a little while. He would do everything in his power to keep their charade—if it could even be called that—going for as long as possible. He was fairly confident he would spend forever fighting with her just to fuck her afterward if she would let him.Once he felt her body relax underneath his, he flipped her over until her front pressed into the comforter. Lifting her hips up, he lined himself up with her soaking wet pussy once again. There were little red marks on the backs of her thighs from where his hips had slapped against her. He liked the idea of the physical reminders of what was happening between them. He felt it, so she better fucking feel it, but there was nothi

Christian With a flourish—her jaw clenched, a small expulsion of air, a shiver—Genevieve collapsed on him. Christian wrapped his arms around her sweaty body, propping her on his lap. She preferred being on top, he had noticed, and liked to keep her heels on, though that was probably for his benefit. And yeah, the heels were definitely a thing for him. He wasn't that original in his kinks. The biggest turn-on for him, by far, was that ring on her finger.After a moment of catching their breath, she climbed off him and headed for the bathroom, leaving him tired and satisfied on the love seat in his apartment.This was the fourth time they had hooked up. After the first time at his office, they had come here to his apartment. Christian had come to learn this much about Genevieve, his Number 7: She wasn’t quiet during sex, far from it, but she was quiet at the end, when she got off. She retreated to another place, focused, concentrated. A lesser man would think she was thinking of someon

JulianMonday morning arrived, and Julian Sterling woke up completely alone. Genevieve had gone to Chicago for the weekend again, claiming she needed to see her nieces. The older one, Mariah, had apparently gotten her first period a few weeks prior and panicked—mostly because her mother wasn't there for her, creating a brutal one-two punch of emotional distress. Genevieve, who consistently clung to the guilt that she could have prevented her sister’s suicide had she been more proactive, had been spending a significant number of weekends with them lately.What she didn’t know was that Julian had secretly placed a tracker on her. Did she really think he was that stupid? Did she honestly believe he would just blindly accept any story she spun, especially given how venomous she truly was?His mother had made it clear from the absolute onset that she did not like Genevieve. Unlike a warm, forgiving maternal figure who might have looked past Genevieve’s rough edges, admired her bluntness, o

SarahMarcus stood in front of the hotel room phone with a towel precariously wrapped around his waist. With one small tug, Sarah would be met with the sight of every perfect inch of him. She smiled at the thought, knowing how easy it would be to strip him completely and let him have his way with her all over again.“Stop staring at me like that,” he warned, the phone pressed to his ear.Sarah bit her lower lip, shaking her head at him. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”He grunted, gesturing to the bed in the middle of the room. “You’re eye-fucking the hell out of me. If you aren’t careful, I’ll end this call right now and fuck you on top of the sheets I’m trying to replace.”She opened her mouth to respond, but he held up a strict finger. “Oh, hi,” he began, clearing his throat and shifting his tone. “Uh, yes, we do need new sheets.”Sarah’s eyes bugged as she realized whoever was on the other line had definitely just heard the filthy threat he’d given her. She knew she sho

MarcusMarcus watched Sarah bounce on the balls of her feet to stay warm against the biting morning air. "I never thought I’d say this, but I’ve never been more excited to see Ezra in my life,” she said, her voice full of genuine enthusiasm.A low growl rumbled deep in Marcus's throat as he looked down at her. “Careful sounding so excited when speaking of my driver, sweetheart. He’s worked for me for years, but make me too jealous and he might just lose his job.”The dramatic eye roll she gave him proved she didn’t believe his threat in the slightest. Before he could stop her, she practically skipped across the asphalt toward Ezra, leaping into his arms and wrapping him in a massive hug.Marcus narrowed his eyes. If Ezra hadn’t intentionally hovered his hands over a completely safe, professional spot on her back, he’d already be fired, their years of friendship be damned. Stopping in front of them, Marcus raised an eyebrow as Ezra met his gaze with an amused, knowing smile.Sarah step