My legs wrap around Brodie’s waist as he thrusts into me. My heels dig into the top of his ass as he picks up his pace. My body is his for the taking. I know without a doubt that what he says is true. I belong to him. My body is his to please. Even when he makes love to me he’s fucking powerful. He can call it fucking all he wants but I can feel the emotions pouring out of him. I can see love behind his eyes.

This man feels for me. He cares more than he wants to admit. That doesn’t matter though because when he kisses me, I feel adored. Worshipped even, as he works his cock in and out of me. His eyes have been on mine the entire time, watching every emotion that rips through me. He sees every ounce of pleasure that washes through me as he takes what he wants and gives me so much in return.

Rolling to the side, he orders me to ride him.

Sinking down on him, a shudder rushes through me. Our bodies fit perfectly together, and he doesn’t make me feel unattractive. In fact, just the opposite. He makes me feel like the most desired pregnant woman in existence as he goes the extra mile to make sure I get off.

“Christ, look at you.” His fingers reach up to brush my hair out of my face. “You’re beautiful. Let me watch you come.” His thumb goes in my mouth and I suck the salty skin as he thrusts up into me, pushing deep in my walls, hitting my sweet spot. My orgasm pulses and I shatter into a million pieces of pure bliss.

Raising up to kiss me, he growls and tugs on my hair, biting my bottom lip as he finds his own welcomed release. His cock twitches and he grunts my name over and over. He fills me up with his arms wrapped tight around me, not daring to let anything break our connection.

My body goes limp, and I collapse on the bed next to him, unable to move.

I let out a long yawn, totally spent. “Do you mind if I sleep here tonight? I don’t think I can move unless you carry me.”

“Look at me.”

I open my eyes, trying to fight the weight of sleep pressing down on me.

“You’ll never sleep anywhere else. I want nothing more than to fall asleep next to you every night and wake up to you every morning.”

“Do you really mean that?”

He cups my face in his palm. “I wouldn’t lie to you. If I didn’t want you here, you wouldn’t be. I could have put you up in one of the empty apartments downstairs. I want you here. I want us to be together and make this work. One day I want my ring on your finger and to put more babies in you, but we have to get this one here first.” He smiles and kisses me softly as sleep claims me, leaving me unable to argue with him.

The last two months has felt like living in a dream. True to his words, Brodie has kept me in his bed. Even going as far as moving my stuff into his room. It feels surreal to be getting my happily ever after. After years of not having a family, the Hunters have welcomed me with open arms. Brodie finally told his parents about me, leaving out the detail of me being a stripper.

I’ve been meeting with Lisa daily for the past month to get our business started. Things don’t happen overnight, but we’re working our way towards a grand opening now that her brother has secured the perfect location. I have to admit, I misjudged her. She’s snarky and funny to be around. Her girlfriend is going to do some promotional shots for us for advertising.

I can’t believe she’s dating Karma. The woman is super famous. I couldn’t believe Brodie didn’t know who she was. My man spends too much time in the courtroom but I’m breaking him in slowly and making him watch reality TV with me.

Brooke has gotten in touch with Jenny, and the two of them have been planning my baby shower. I’m sure whatever they come up with will be amazing, but I hate how secretive they’ve been about the whole thing.

The only involvement I’ve had is getting to go with them to taste the cake samples. The look on Brooke’s face when I told her to just get something from the grocery store was priceless. I thought her head was going to explode. Not because she’s a snob or anything, but she’s gone out of her way to make this special.

When she found out I didn’t have any family of my own I thought she was going to cry. She told me that I have a family now. That her and Weston and Maxwell and Jaxson come with the territory.

I still think they’re dicks, but they’re growing on me.

Even though Brodie and I didn’t have the best start, I do believe without a doubt that he is the man for me. The only man.

Every day we learn something new about each other, and it’s exciting.

I just got home from going over the renovation plans on the building Lisa and Brodie acquired for our company, Sassy Girl Designs. We haven’t agreed on a name for the boutique yet. Nothing seems to have that wow factor.

I’m lying on the couch eating the sandwich and pickles Klaire made me when Brodie gets in. He’s been working overtime, trying to lighten his case load for when the baby comes.

Coming over to the couch, he goes down on his knees looking so damn sexy in his suit. It’s tailored to fit his body like a glove. He’s every woman’s fantasy.

Grabbing his tie, I pull him closer to me. “Hey.”

“Hey yourself.” He gives me a quick peck on the lips. “Ugh, pickles.”

“Our growing boy likes them.”

As if he’s listening to our conversation my belly moves, sending my plate to the floor.

“Easy, slugger.” Brodie puts a hand on my stomach. His hand is always there, anytime he’s in the room with me.