"I'm scared!" I moved into Jeremy's arms as we stood in the center of the art museum. "What if they hate it?"

"Then they're idiots." He leaned down and kissed me a few times. "You're brilliant, Bailey. They're going to love it."

I turned in his arms and glanced up as they unveiled my first painting. Everyone clapped and cheered around us, and I let out a long sigh of relief. Whether they really liked it or not, the moment was over, and we hadn't heard complete silence.

"Thank God." I turned to face him. "Why was that so hard?"

"Because it meant something to you." He touched the side of my face. "I'm so proud of you baby. Going after something you've wanted to do your whole life."

"Are we talking about you or the painting?" I offered him a cheeky grin.

"You've wanted to do me your whole life? Slut." He chuckled as I popped him in the chest. "Oh, Nina and Mom are here with Austin. Let's go catch up with them."

"Does this dress look okay? It's obvious that I'm five months pregnant and not just chunky, right?"

He wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "Please do not make me take you back into a storeroom and fuck you silly in your pretty dress to remind you how fucking hot you look. Cause I will."

I smiled. "Please?"

"Ugh. I married a good girl, and she quickly turned into a bad girl." He moved his arm from my shoulders to the back of my waist with his hand resting on the top curve of my ass. My hormones were all over the place thanks to the pregnancy. We'd fucked three times before coming to the event, and I'd sucked him off in the car on the way over. It was getting a little ridiculous. He was fighting the good fight, but I could tell he was exhausted.

"How is my grandbaby?" Jeremy's mom moved up to me and put her hands on my swollen stomach.

"Good. We're all good, Mom." Jeremy bent down and picked up Austin. "And me and this guy are hoping for another boy. We gotta even this thing out!"

"I wouldn’t mind a sister," Austin offered and smiled over at me.

"Hey! We made a deal. I give you twenty dollars, and you help me talk about the baby being a boy, so we make sure if God is listening that he actually hears us." Jeremy gave Austin a look.

We all laughed together.

"Come with me and let's check out the children's room, Aus." Nina reached out for Austin and took him off to another room as Jeremy's mother turned to us and let out a contented sigh.

"I'm so proud of you both." She reached out and gripped my hand as she looked back and forth between us. "You've had a lot of curve balls, but you've pulled together and done a great job of figuring things out."

"Well, like I've said before," Jeremy started, "I knew I was going to propose in the spring, I just didn't expect to get married in the same few weeks, but it's been good. No need to drag anything out."

"Especially with a baby coming." I rubbed my belly and glanced down, still a little overwhelmed that we were pregnant.

"Enjoy your night. I'm going to go mingle with the upper class and work to make them feel small." She smirked and walked off as Jeremy, and I chuckled.

"You look good." I turned toward him and pressed my hands to his chest. "Really good."

"You horny again? Already?" He paled a little, which caused me to laugh.

I nodded. "Really bad. My pussy hurts."

"Because I've fucked it ten times today." He pulled me close and kissed me a few times. "Storeroom?"

"Mmmmm... storeroom please." I held his hand as we walked through the crowds of people that tried to stop us. My sexy husband opened every door and poked his head in until he found the right place. He pulled me inside and closed the door behind us. We were plunged into darkness until he reached up and pulled the string dangling above our heads.

I laughed nervously.

"Turn around, baby girl. Let's take care of you." He spun me around and tugged my dress up over my ass. "No panties? You dirty little slut."

"God yes." I lifted my foot and rested it on a footstool in front of me. "Fuck me hard, okay?"

"No one would believe this shit if I even thought to tell them." The sound of his zipper had my heart racing. Most women had odd cravings for food, but mine was for his dick. I loved it so damn much, and I couldn't seem to get enough of it. It was almost embarrassing, but he wouldn't let it be.

"Don't tell anyone that. I'll end up on a sweater or something." I pressed my hands against the wall in front of me as he gripped my hips and drove his thick shaft into my wet slit.

We moaned together and moved in tandem, fucking each other with little grunts and moans until I was right at the edge.

"Fuck, Bailey. Tell me you're there, Angel. Your little pussy is contracting like a vise grip around me. I'm so close to unloading myself inside of you. Come with me."

"I'm there," I mumbled and cried out in ecstasy as he drove himself deeper inside of me. Electricity burst from the center of my stomach, and it was all I could do to hold onto the wall and take the power of his fucking.

He finally slowed and moved back. "You're going to be the death of me."

"No. Not a chance." I turned and pressed my back against the wall as I let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you. I'm good for at least a few hours."

"A few hours?" His voice rose to a high pitch.

"Should I get a vibrator?" I smiled and gripped the front of his button-down shirt. He looked so proper in his black tie get up.

"Fuck no. I got this under control." He gave me a scared look as he trapped me against the wall behind me. "You want the D? You get the D."

I smiled. "I want it again."

"Holy shit."

I laughed loudly. "No, I just want you. Kiss me like you mean it."

He leaned in and nipped at my lips before kissing me good and hard. "Oh, I mean it alright. You're mine, baby girl. Forever."

Crazy enough, forever didn't seem nearly long enough.