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“Bryce, I’ve had it before. I had to have it during both my pregnancies with Nate and Charli. So it’s fine,” I reassured him.

“Okay, I’m just checking.” He moved to stand opposite me while Dr. Rainer injected the Anti-D into my arm.

“While we are ‘just checking’ things, Dr. Rainer...” I looked at Bryce with a smirk. Yes, Alexis now has a smirk of her own. “Can you please inform Mr. Clark here, that it is perfectly fine to have sexual intercourse during pregnancy?”

She laughed. “Yes, it’s perfectly safe. Alexis has a mucus plug that seals her cervix and helps guard the baby from infection. The amniotic sac and her strong uterine muscles will also keep baby safe. So go ahead, have as much sexual intercourse as you like.” She smiled at Bryce, and he seemed satisfied, so I smiled at her. I love you, Dr. Rainer. I then shot Bryce an ‘I told you so look’ as he helped me climb down from the bed.

“Here is your blood test referral, Alexis. If you have any other questions please don’t hesitate to give me a call. I will see you in three weeks, okay?”

Both of us thanked Dr. Rainer and made our way out of the clinic.





***

I watched Bryce very closely as we drove home from my obstetrician’s office, having the incredible urge to launch myself on top of him. The problem with that was we were driving, and placing myself on his lap would prove not only to be dangerous but also slightly crazy. So I had to sit there—as horny as hell—and wait. Maybe I could just lean in and lick his one-day-old stubble, or nibble on his juicy ear lobe.

Salivating and pulsating from what I knew was not far away, I decided to utilise the aggravating delay by carefully taking in everything about him.

I spied what I normally spied when I looked at him: his sexy blonde hair that fell to his ears, his defined cheeks bones and jaw line, his soft thick lips, and that short delicious stubble. However, this time I also spied something new: a smile that was unlike his normal, fun-loving and heart-stoppingly cheeky smile. No, this smile was a new one—an excited one, an incredulous one, and an overall proud one. My sexy, Mr. I’m-Going-To-Be-Daddy Clark was simply over-the-moon happy, and he had the perfect smile to prove it.

I was already incredibly turned on and horny as hell, but having to sit there and look at him with that particular expression on his face, had my sexual urge for him going through the roof. For the love of all fucks.

I bit down on my lip—because I couldn’t bite his—and then swallowed heavily. “When we get home, I want a screaming orgasm, and seeing as I am not allowed to drink alcohol, I’m talking about the non-liquid version.”

I licked my lips and waited for his reaction. He didn’t say anything, but I noticed his eye twitch.

“When we get home, I am going to have my screaming orgasm by riding the fuck out of you in this Lexus.”

This time he looked over slightly as I bit down on my finger nail. He returned his gaze back to the road only to grip the steering wheel tighter.

“You have deprived your pregnant lover of the sex she has so desperately needed, and she is not happy, Mr. Clark. Nor is she going to wait a second longer once in your basement car park—”

He interrupted. “Hunny, I did it for a reason.”

“Bryce, you didn’t listen to me.”

“Hunny, I wanted to be sure.”

“Bryce, you didn’t listen to me.”

“Hunny, I fucking love you and my baby so much. There was no way in hell I was going to put my dick and its needs ahead of you both.”

“Bryce...” I waited for him to look at me.

“What?”

“I fucking love you and our baby so much too, so I forgive you. But...you are going to have to make it up to me for the next 24 hours. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” A small smile appeared across his face as he pressed his foot on the accelerator just a tiny bit harder.





CHAPTER TWO





I was already unbuttoning my shirt as we pulled into his garage.

He didn’t bother parking the Lexus in its normal spot, instead, driving it to a stop just short of the elevator doors. I wrenched off my seat belt as he slid his seat back, clearly knowing I was about to climb on top of his lap—so I did. I was desperate for the feel of him inside of me, caressing me and stretching me. It had been almost two weeks since I had felt that. Two freakin’ weeks!

Obviously, we had indulged in other forms of sexual release, and I had enjoyed all of them immensely, but the feeling I got when his rock hard cock was sliding in and out of me could never be outdone. It was not just the physical pleasure and sensation I felt when I completely surrounded him. No, it was far more in depth than that. Bryce and I shared an unbreakable and undeniable connection that started at the very spot we both became one, and it travelled deep within me until it reached my heart and controlled it entirely.