CHAPTER 1

Four Years Ago . . .

Dana,

I just received your text. I’m running late and barely have enough time to send you this message. Glad you’re back safely from your African Safari and that you weren’t eaten by lions, tigers, and bears—HA! Davis and I are about to head out to another fundraiser. I can’t begin to tell you how wonderful things have been since we’ve been back from the island. I wouldn’t have thought they could get any better. I was afraid pregnancy would slow us down, but it hasn’t. Davis has a way of making me feel like the sexiest woman alive. And the sex . . . wow! Can you believe it has gotten even better? I’m still living my fantasy. It has been a whirlwind. Anyway, gotta go. I’ll call you when I can talk in more detail.

Nicole finished her text, pressed send, and sat the phone down on the dresser. She stared at her reflection. She hadn’t seen Davis in a few days and wanted to look her best. She had missed him terribly while he was away on business. He had only been home a few hours, and they hadn’t had any alone time together. The business trip hadn’t been planned, but the fundraiser had been on the calendar for a couple of months. He had arrived home in just enough time to get ready. Nicole wished they could cancel, but it was being thrown by a close business colleague.

Nicole turned to her side and ran a hand over her small stomach as she continued to study herself in the mirror. There was just the tiniest bump, but it was still unnoticeable to most people. She sighed and turned forward. She was probably the only pregnant person who was in a hurry to look pregnant. Nicole was almost five months and was barely showing. She couldn’t wait for her stomach to pop.

A movement caught her eye. She looked up at the corner of the mirror. It was Davis. He had been hanging out with Rayna but clearly had snuck off at some point to get ready for tonight. Nicole watched him through the reflection in the mirror. He pushed himself off the doorframe. She wasn’t sure how long he had been standing there before he walked into their bedroom. The man still took her breath away, especially tonight. The custom, black Valentino tuxedo fit his broad shoulders to perfection. There was nothing like a six-foot-three-inch man in a tux. He’d recently gotten a fresh haircut. It was shorter on the top and tapered on the back and sides. Still, there was enough to grab hold of. As smokin’ hot as he was, Nicole knew he looked even better underneath all those clothes. For the past few years, she had had the exclusive rights to run her hands all over a body sculpted by the Gods.

Nicole had missed him like crazy. Her eyes devoured him as she drank in his every move. “Hey, handsome.”

Davis loved the way she looked at him, but the hunger in her eyes was nothing compared to his own. He let out a low whistle as he stalked closer. “Hello, beautiful. You look sexy as hell.” Although Nicole’s stomach didn’t look pregnant, her breasts were much fuller and almost spilled out over her dress. If Davis wasn’t a grown man, he would probably be drooling. He almost checked just to make sure he hadn’t been. “Every man at that fundraiser is going to think I am the luckiest bastard alive.” Her dress hugged every delectable curve and brought out the glow of her smooth toffee-colored skin.

Nicole blushed. “This old thing?” She teased. It was another one of his gifts. It matched the canary-yellow diamond bracelet he had given her earlier when he arrived home. “Seriously. I’m already yours.” Nicole lifted her iced-out wrist. “You don’t have to keep buying me expensive presents.”

Davis walked up behind her and rested his hands on the curve of her hips. Their gazes locked and held in the mirror. “There’s no doubt that you’re mine; if I want to pamper you every single day for the rest of your life, you’ll just have to deal with it.”

Nicole’s hazel eyes sparkled and darkened as they continued to spar with his. “Have you always been so bossy?”

“Yes. And you love it.” He leaned in and placed several kisses just underneath her jawline.

His lips on her skin made her tingle all over. Nicole tilted her head slightly to give him better access.

Davis accepted the invitation. Since she had been pregnant, Nicole’s libido had increased tenfold, and he took full advantage. It did wonders for his ego knowing it didn’t take much, only a glance or a light touch for her body to respond. Tonight, was no exception.

Nicole’s body temperature started to rise, and the man hadn’t even really touched her. It wasn’t necessary. If she were honest, the pulsing between her thighs began the moment Davis stepped into the room.

Three days. It had been three long days since Davis had made love to his wife. He was in dire need to fix that and wasn’t sure if he could wait until they returned home from the fundraiser to do it. Davis wanted her now. Watching the graceful movements of the woman he loved, whose body was swollen with his child, made him impatient and rock hard. Davis pulled her into his chest.

Nicole moaned when the strength of him made contact with her. She took pleasure knowing he wanted her as much as she wanted him. “Too bad we can’t stay home tonight.”

“Says who? We can do whatever we want.”

The lust in his voice was unmistakable, and the vibration as he spoke into her neck made the throbbing of her sex just that much more intense. Her own voice deepened from the desire pumping through her veins. “We already RSVP’d.”

He ran his hands up and down her arms. “If I up our donation, I don’t think they will care.”

“Mmm . . . tempting.” Her words may have sounded undecided, but Nicole’s eyes left no doubt about what she wanted.

Davis wove his fingers through her hair to release it from the confines of the elaborate and messy updo. Pins went flying, and her thick, dark curls came tumbling down like a waterfall.

She responded in a barely-there whisper. “I spent hours at the salon getting my hair done for you.”

“They did a hell of a job. I loved it.” They weren’t going anywhere but to bed.

Nicole was breathless. “What am I supposed to do now?”

“If you don’t know, I must be doing something wrong. Let me fix that.” He found the hidden zipper in the back of her strapless, yellow gown and started to unzip it. The thought of being inside her caused an uncomfortable tightness in his pants.

He breathed in her scent. The coconut and lavender fueled his desire and set his already aroused body in motion. He pressed his thickness into the crease of her ass.

Nicole’s eyes fluttered closed, and she purred like a kitten.

Davis loved the noises she made when he touched her. “There are too many clothes on between us.”

“Davis . . .” Her head fell back onto his shoulder as he continued to slowly unzip her dress. Nicole reached her hand behind her and held the back of his head to the curve of her neck as he ran his tongue over her heated skin.

Moments later, Nicole’s dress pooled at the bottom of her feet. Next, Davis unhooked her lacy, strapless bra, and it ended up in the same place. He stood behind her and admired Nicole through the mirror. “You are a sight to behold.”

She was left wearing only a lace thong, which matched the now discarded bra on the floor, and diamond studded stilettos. Nicole’s nipples puckered up. “Touch me, Davis. I want to feel your hands all over me.”

He breathed into her ear. “I plan to explore, kiss, and taste every inch of your body.” Davis filled his hands with her breasts and used his thumbs to caress her nipples. They hardened into tight little buds, waiting for him to make love to them with his mouth. Before he satisfied that craving, Davis cupped and squeezed them just the way he knew she liked it. “I’ve been thinking about making love to you all day.”

“Mmm . . . me too.”

Davis ran his tongue all the way down her neck—from the tender flesh behind her ear to the hollow of her neck—then he took a nice little bite.

“Yasss.” Her voice came out in a breathy whisper.

Hearing the need in Nicole’s voice, was heady; it did something to him, almost like a drug to a drug addict. It increased his desire if that were even possible. Davis spun Nicole around so that she faced him, and his lips came crashing down on hers—hot and heavy.

Her arms snaked up around his neck, and she allowed him to devour her as she held on tight. Davis wasn’t alone in his wants and needs. Nicole gave all her pent-up desires right back to him when she returned his kiss.

She raised her knee and slowly slid it up the side of his leg, bringing her sex in direct contact with his hardness. The shoe on that foot fell off. Davis caught her leg from behind the knee and wrapped it around his waist.

Her throbbing had turned into a full-on ache as she rolled her hips to get closer and find relief. It wasn’t enough. They continued to kiss each other wildly as their tongues dueled with one another.

Davis hoisted her up on top of the dresser. Nicole’s other stiletto fell off, making it much easier to wrap both her legs around his body. She pushed his tuxedo jacket from off his shoulders, and it fell onto the floor along with her dress. She tugged at his tie with eager fingers, managing to take it off. Nicole threw it somewhere across the room. She was in such a hurry to touch him, to feel his skin on hers that she fumbled with the buttons on his shirt, so Davis took it off. He didn’t bother to unbutton it. He just snatched it apart; buttons popped off everywhere. Like the bow tie, the shirt was tossed somewhere in the room.

Nicole arched her back so that her breast would come into full contact with the wall of his hard chest. When her nipples, the tips of them, touched Davis, he hissed, “You feel so good.”

Nicole dug her nails into his back before dragging them up and down while grinding her core into him. She was reaching for a relief that only he could give. She continued to rub her sex into him, but it was not enough. “I need you.”

“I’m gonna give it to you. I promise.” He left a trail of wet kisses as his tongue traveled down the length of her body—searching and seeking for her treasure—his prize. He had promised to kiss, lick, and taste every inch of her, and now was when he intended to make good on it. Davis licked his way down to her nipples, pulled one into his mouth and sucked—hard.

Nicole couldn’t be still. She squirmed and moaned as she held his head to her body while his tongue devoured her. His mouth mimicked the same motions just as if he were thrusting into her slick heat.

Nicole was delirious with want. “Uhmm . . . oh god. I’m sooo ready for you.”

Davis ignored her. He knew how to make her body sing and planned to do just that. He took her other breast in his mouth and loved on it with the same attention and desire as the other.

They continued to grind into one another, shaking everything on the dresser, even knocking a couple of things on to the floor. “I love your breasts.” He did love them, but he was on a mission and couldn’t stop there. Davis continued to kiss lower and lower until he made it to her navel. He swirled his tongue around there too.

He went lower.

And lower.

Lower.

Finally, Davis was close. He inhaled deeply after arriving at his destination. In the process, Davis had made Nicole crazy for sex, so much so, that he lost all coherent thought at the scent of her arousal. There was one more barrier remaining, keeping him from his prize. Davis hooked his thumbs into the sides of her thong and pulled. Nicole lifted slightly, and they came down past her hips and fell to the floor. “Finally.” Davis rubbed his nose into her barely-there curls. Davis lifted them over his shoulders, giving him a clear view and access to her wet and swollen folds.

The moment his lips made contact with her heated core, Nicole almost lifted off the dresser. She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled. Her voice was high-pitched. “Davis . . . please.”

He licked his prize like it was a piece of candy and then swept his tongue between her folds again, starting from the bottom all the way to the top—and down—only to do it again and again.

A thin sheen of perspiration covered Nicole’s body. There were so many feelings running through her that she couldn’t form one single thought. Nicole was one big ball of emotion. Her body was pulsing and clenching on to nothing. She wanted—no needed—him to fill her. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head when his tongue thrust into her core.

She screamed out his name and yanked on his hair. Greedily, he ate her up, using his tongue to suck up all the crème that had pooled at her sex. Davis spoke as he consumed her. “Mmm. . . Good?”

The vibration of his voice only made the sensation that much more intense. Nicole squeezed her eyes shut. “Soooo good.”

He continued to make love to her with his mouth.

Nicole’s breathing started to pick up. Her core began to clench faster around his tongue, and he could tell she was close. He stroked her once more . . . twice . . . then sucked hard on her clit.

Nicole squealed his name as stars began shooting behind her eyes. She shattered into a million pieces.

Davis couldn’t hold back any longer. He unzipped his pants, and they fell to his knees, releasing a powerful and desperate cock. He thrust hard and deep inside of her. Nicole welcomed the intrusion. Her body clenched around him. He pounded into her with unrelenting strokes, taking her harder and deeper than he could ever remember.

Nicole met him thrust for thrust, and Davis coached her on. “That’s it, baby . . . yes. Squeeze me . . . just like that.” The slapping of his thighs as they hit the backs of hers filled the room. He loved the sound of them making love.

“Oh god! Davis . . . I’m . . . I’m . . .” Nicole couldn’t even finish the words. She shattered all over again.

When he looked up and saw them in the mirror, Davis lost it. Two more strokes was all it took, and he joined her with his own powerful orgasm.

After a moment, when he could catch his breath, Davis leaned over Nicole’s body and kissed her long and hard. She tasted her essence in his kiss. It was erotic. Nicole loved it.

She purred, “Wow.”

Davis picked her up from off the dresser and carried her to the bed. “Good thing you’re already pregnant; otherwise, I’m sure we would have made a baby tonight.” He gently placed her in the center of it and got in next to her. “I’m giving you ten minutes . . . then it’s on for round two.”

It was after midnight. Davis had made good on his promise. Not only did they make love again, but once more after that. The man had stamina. She lay in the crook of his arm. Her cheek resting on his chest. “I’m glad you’re home. We missed you.”

Davis hugged her tight. “I hate being away, but it couldn’t be helped.”

“I know. But you work entirely too hard. Once the baby is here, you’re going to have to slow down.”

“That’s my plan. You know I’ll do anything for my family.”

Nicole lifted an eyebrow. “Anything? Really?”

Davis didn’t crack a smile. “Anything.”

She saw the seriousness in his answer, and her heart swelled. He was always much too serious. There was no need for that. Nicole attempted to lighten the mood. “Well . . . we didn’t eat. I’m staaaaarving.”

“Hungry, huh?”

“Yesss.”

Davis threw the covers back and got out of bed. He stood before her in all his naked glory. “Your wish is my command. I’ll go make you something.” He started to walk out of the room.

Nicole sat up and pulled the sheet to her chest. “Davis! You are not leaving here butt-ass naked?”

He winked. “Rayna’s asleep, and we’re home alone. Why do I need to put on clothes when you’re just going to take them off me again?”

“True.” She nibbled her bottom lip. “Not even a robe?”

“Too much time. Do you want food or not?”

“Yes. Pleaaaase.” Nicole clasped her hands together as if she were praying and laughed. “You’re terrible, but you do have a great ass.”

“I do, and you wouldn’t want me any other way.” Davis winked then strutted out of the room on a mission to find his wife something to eat.