“I once did business with Clarissa’s father.” I kiss Sirena’s shoulder, and sit her down on the cream chaise lounge chair at the end of the bed. “She wanted more than I was interested in.” I smile at her as I slip my hands down her silky legs to her swollen ankles.

Removing her shoes gently, I take hold of one foot and start to massage. “I was interested in business with her father and that was all. When her father realized where his daughter’s affections lay, he gave me an ultimatum: he’d do business with me if I married his daughter. I walked away and I never once looked back, even when he came to me a few days later. I told him no. He wasn’t happy, in fact he was angry as hell. However, I pointed out that my personal life would never be a bargaining chip and that he’d crossed the line. There would never be any trust between us and I can’t work with someone that I don’t trust.”

Massaging her other foot, I add, “He apologized about a month later and admitted that he’d been in the wrong.” Letting go of her soft foot, I shrug out of my jacket. “I’ve never done business with him and I never will.”

“You’re an honorable man, Garrett Hudson.”

I kneel between her spread thighs and leaning forward, kiss her belly. Her hands slide into my hair, causing my body to shudder in pleasure and my erection to go from hard to rock solid in seconds.

“Don’t you have to go back downstairs?”

“Eventually . . . however, I have a horny, pregnant fiancée to take care of first.” I slip my hands up beneath her dress and smile against her belly when her legs quiver as I rub her pussy through her soaked panties. “You’re always so ready for me.”

“You have no idea,” she chuckles, which quickly shifts into a moan when I slip a finger beneath her panties. “I need to be naked.” She pants, gripping my hair.

“I totally agree.” Standing, I back away slightly and quickly remove my shirt and tie. Her eyes roam over my torso, and widen as they move lower and she sees my arousal tenting my trousers.

Grinning, I slide my trousers and briefs down my legs before I face her.

Her gasp and the heat in her eyes has my cock twitching and pulsing with need, precum pools on the tip, and for the first time in my life, I feel like I’m about to come from her eyes on me alone.

“I want to taste you,” she whispers, her voice husky with arousal.

My legs carry me closer, and when her slender fingers curl around my shaft, and her head tilts forward, I snap my eyes closed from the visual stimulation . . . and then I feel her tongue lick around the bulging head, and I need to watch.

My breaths become heavy and when she takes me into her mouth, the warm wetness that I feel surrounding me, has my balls pulling tight. Her mouth feels like heaven and watching as she slowly rises to the tip, makes my toes curl at the wetness I see coating my shaft.

I cup her face and gently move her away. “I want to come with you.” Kissing her on the end of her nose, I take her hand and pulling her to her feet, I unfasten her dress.

I help her step out of the sheath and catch my breath when her full breasts swing free. “Gorgeous,” I mumble, taking her panties to the floor, she steps out and then moves to sit on the side of the bed.

“Lie back, I’m going to help you sleep.” I smirk.

“Sleep!” she squeaks when I shove her back and spread her thighs. “I think we’ll get two orgasms out of you before I go and say goodnight to our guests.”

I growl as I rub over her mound that now has a light covering of public hair.

Sirena twitches and moans. “I can’t wait until I can see down there again so that I can shave.”

“Don’t you dare, honey. It’s sexy as hell and I love how soft it feels when I stroke.”

“It’s embarrassing,” she groans.

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about . . . now relax and enjoy.”

I softly blow along the swollen lips of her pussy and before pressing against were she wants me the most, I kiss the inside of each thigh. “You are so beautiful,” I whisper, as I begin to love her.

Long minutes tick by as her essence seeps onto my tongue, her arousal heavy in the air, and her small moans of pleasure go straight to my erection, which throbs and aches.

“Garrett, stop!” Sirena grabs at my shoulder. “Not like this. I need to see you.”

I frown.

“My stomach is in the way.” She holds her arms out and with one last kiss on her wet pussy, I move to lie beside her.

My dick presses against her thigh but jumps for joy when she turns away from me. I grab her hips and raise one of her legs, back, over the top of mine to open her up.

Taking hold of my cock, I slowly ease inside, and pray that I don’t come before she does. Once I’m buried so deeply inside of her, I move my hands to cup her large breasts. Her nipples are hard, swollen buds between my fingers and thumbs, and I can’t wait to make love to her once our child is born. To be able to feel her front completely against me, and to be able to suckle on her breasts while I love her, is something that I look forward to.

“Garrett,” Sirena moans. “I think,” she pants, “that I’m going to . . . Oh . . . Oh!”

“That’s it. Come on my dick.”

The vice like grip she has on my cock makes me see stars as she writhes in pleasure while I try to hold it together that bit longer.

Eventually tiny flutters run back and forth along my shaft, and that’s when I start to slowly make love to her. Sirena turns her head and I find her lips with my own. Our tongues dance together to the rhythm of our bodies. Pinching and rolling her nipples, my lust takes over and before I know it our bodies are slapping together in wet heat. The minute I feel her climax quiver against me, I come. I come so hard that my eyes cross. Every time semen shoots out along my flesh, her core convulses, trapping me inside of her.

Panting, I move my arms so that one is being used as a pillow, and the other, I rest across her hip as I slowly ease her leg back to the bed. We both groan when I slip out of her body and massaging her hip, I whisper, “Do you want a shirt?”

“Soon. I’m just enjoying you holding me.”

“Always.” I stay spooning her for a few minutes and then I kiss her shoulder before moving from the bed. Grabbing a sleep shirt, I help Sirena into it and settle her back on the bed.

“I’m going to head back downstairs,” I whisper before placing a tender kiss to her lips. “Will you be okay?”

She smiles softly. “I’m probably going to be asleep before you leave.”

“Mmm.” I hover over her lips and give her a whisper of a kiss before reaching for my clothes.

She’s already softly snoring. Just looking at her makes my heart sing with love. She’s an amazing woman and the only one who I’ve ever let close—the only one who I’ve ever let capture my heart.

* * *

Walking into the ballroom the party is still in full swing, exactly what I expected. I blend into the dark and watch the guests having a good time, knowing that a lot of business will get done tonight. That’s just the way these things are.

Although I’m thrilled at what I’ve accomplished with The Hudson Group, I’m tired. It was only meeting Sirena that had made me realize just how many great things in life that I’d been missing out on because I wouldn’t let anyone close. I do like to think that I was waiting for her because she’s certainly captivated me. She’s held my attention from the first moment, and I don’t want to lose that.

Sirena glows with happiness, even though she’s supposed to be limiting what she gets up to, she overflows with excitement as her due date gets closer, but first we have a wedding to arrange.

“You had enough already?” questions Sirena’s father from behind me.

Startled but still in good humor, I admit, “You’ve found me out.” I laugh. “I was wondering about your daughter, and the fact that I’ve waited a long time to find her.” I shrug, a blush working its way onto my face. “We missed you earlier.”

Now it’s Michael’s turn to blush as his eyes fill with mirth.

No need to ask why he’s late in arriving.

Clearing my throat, I completely change the subject, “Would you and your wife like to come to dinner at our house on, say, Friday?”

He takes a sip of the brown liquid from the crystal glass he’s holding. “We’ll be there.”

“Six, and we’ll eat around seven.” I grin. “Or maybe earlier. Sirena needs to eat regular meals so she doesn’t feel off.”

“Don’t worry about us. We’ll fall in with whatever she needs.” He holds his hand out, which I take. “You’re a good man Garrett.” His attention is captured over my shoulder. “I’ll see you Friday.”

I follow his movements and watch as he gathers his wife into his arms. They’ve been together a long time so the love and affection they obviously still share after such a long time is nice to watch. It also makes me want to be back in the room with Sirena. I want and need her close.

Shaking my head, I make my way around the function room as quickly as possible, so that I can leave and head up to my family.