That night, as Mitchell and Kayla snuggled in bed, he said, “I heard that some women know immediately if they’re pregnant. Do you feel any different?” He didn’t want to smother her, but if she knew now, he’d take extra precautions—no rough sex, no horseback riding, no climbing in and out of his truck. He’d make her rest.

“Mitch, no matter how I feel, I can’t take a test until after I miss a period. Please, let’s just go on with life as is until we have a reason to change.” She laid a palm on his cheek and gazed into his eyes. “I’m not going to fret over this. It’ll happen when it’s supposed to happen, okay?”

Mitchell nodded, but he wanted it to happen now. “Ginger started not feeling well before she found out. Do you think you will too?”

“I don’t know, but you will not time me when I go to the bathroom like you did after the incident. That was ridiculous.”

Mitchell shrugged. “Can’t promise. I will promise that I’m going to take care of you,” he said as a smile spread across his face.

“You need to get it in your head now, babe. I’m not staying cooped up in the house for nine months.”

“I know that, but you’re not going to take unnecessary risks either. Ginger has been good for Evan, for the most part, and I know you can do that, so I don’t have to worry either.”

“Until there’s a reason for this conversation, let’s not finish it, okay? The only reason Ginger has been good is because there’s a damn stalker out there. Believe me, when that threat is gone, she won’t be sitting around this ranch. She may keep Evan abreast of where she is, but it’s probably not going to be here, and I’m going to be right there with her. Just sayin’.”

“Baby, I know you won’t just sit around here, but promise me you won’t do too much of anything that’ll cause you physical issues, okay?”

“I’ll promise that, but anything else is just plans for the future.”

Mitchell took that as a small victory as he nuzzled Kayla’s neck, and she angled her head to give him better access. He smiled because she knew exactly where he wanted to be. He bit her neck to inflict just enough pain that his tongue would ease it and turn it into a slow throb. Once he got her blood pumping, she’d melt.

As he pressed his lips against her neck his hand slipped over her thigh moving toward her pussy but stopped when it reached the top of her pubic bone. After a beat, his fingers moved around in search of something. He pulled his head back to look into her eyes. “Where’s my landing strip?”

Kayla giggled. “Do you need it? You don’t know how to get there from here?”

“No, I don’t need it, but I like the feel of it. Why would you do that?”

“I thought Ginger and I could go for a wax before the wedding. I was just testing it to see how it felt and if we liked it.”

Mitchell shook his head as he cupped her pussy. “This is mine, and I want my landing strip back. You can wax the rest, but not that,” he said as he leaned down to kiss her.

Kayla laughed. “You are so spoiled.”

“Umm hum,” he said as he went back to her neck.

He slipped a finger between her folds to find her wet for him. “You feel ready for me, baby.” He kissed her breast as he moved over her, but avoided her nipple as he kissed his way to the other. Kayla arched her back as Mitchell blew cool air on her hardened nipples, making her moan.

“Please, Mitch.”

“Please what, baby?”

“Suck my nipples.” She moved her hands to pinch them, but Mitchell moved his arms to keep her from reaching her destination. He knew how much she loved the attention he paid her nipples.

“Not yet. I’ll take care of them.”

Kayla moaned and wiggled her hips. He had her turned on and knew she was craving the release. “Do I need to get the cuffs?”

She shook her head. “No.”

Mitchell rolled his hips to press his cock against her. He smiled as he said with a heavy breath against her nipple, “Do I get my landing strip back?”

“Yes! God, yes!”

Mitchell immediately sucked her nipple into his mouth. Her whimper told him she was close, so he slid into the part of her body that was strictly his. Her moan was pure ecstasy while his groan was pure primal. He released her nipple and rose up to his hands.

“Put your feet on the bed and raise your ass off of it.”

She did as he said and the position made it easier for him to get as deep as possible. “Don’t move, baby. That feels good.”

“Oh, Mitch…”

It didn’t take long for her legs to shake, so he pulled back. As his knees bent, he pulled her with him. She was at his mercy as he moved her body up and down his shaft while she tried to rotate her hips.

“Fuck, baby. I need to come.”

“Yes, Mitch, oh yeess…” Kayla gave into the pleasure as Mitchell pumped into her a couple more times.

His release built until he stilled as his cum shot directly into her. “Mak,” he whispered then he bent to kiss her stomach.