Like a whirlwind, they come through the kitchen back door. Seb is bouncing his basketball and Stace is carrying groceries in bags that they have just bought.
“Dada!” Molly screams in excitement and he laughs and scoops her up and spins her around in excitement.
The ball bounces continually and I shake my head. What is it about ball bouncing that drives me so mad? “Stop bouncing that ball, please, Seb,” I call.
“Yeah, okay,” he replies from the lounge room as he turns on the television.
Stace puts Molly down and she runs off to play with Seb, and Stace wraps me in his arms.
“How is my beautiful wife today?” His hand gently rubs over my heavily pregnant stomach.
I smile up at him as I kiss him softly. We got married in Bogota the day after he got out of prison. We couldn’t wait any longer.
I look at him deadpan. “Huge.”
“Hugely hot.”
“You know it.” I smirk against his lips as he kisses me softly. I have five weeks to go until this little one comes.
“What have you got for me tonight?” he whispers as his hand cups my behind and his lips drop to my neck.
“I thought maybe we could do a little role play.” I smile.
“Oh yeah, I like the sound of that.” He breathes and I feel him harden up against my hip.
“To stay alive you have to play along and pretend you’re pregnant,” I whisper into his ear as I nip it with my teeth.
His eyes meet mine and he smirks.
“And we can strap a ten- pound bag of potatoes to your stomach and see how sexy you feel.”
He pushes me backward until I am up against the wall. His arms surround me, effectively trapping me in, and his erection digs into my hip.
“You’ve never been sexier,” he whispers onto my lips as his tongue slowly ploughs though my mouth. “I’ve never wanted you more than I do now.”
My breath catches.
“You have a pregnant woman fetish?”
He smiles darkly as he pumps me with his hips. “Maybe I do.”
“Sick,” I mouth. “You better get your kids to bed early then.” I smirk.
“Why is that?” He smiles against my lips as his hand explores under my skirt.
“Because I want to have pregnant sex with my husband.”
His fingers slip underneath my panties and I pull back and shake my head. “Kids in bath,” I mouth.
He rolls his eyes and steps back. “Bath time, guys,” he calls. “I’m super tired and I want an early night.”
He grabs my behind and drags me across his large cock. “You have an hour and a half, Mrs. Mac, before you are going to be fucked. Hard.” His eyes drop to my lips and he grabs himself through his jeans to release a bit of tension.
I smile and slide my hand down his jeans and cup him in my hand. “Two children, dinner, and bed first,” I remind him.
He tips his head back to the ceiling in frustration. “Bath time. Now,” he snaps as he disappears up the stairs.
I hear the shower and bath turn on and I smile as I continue to finish dinner.
This is life.
This is love.
Stace style.
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1OAK Nightclub
I frown as the man covered in perspiration clings to me, once more. Oh, for Heaven’s sake.
“Do you mind?” I frown as I rip my arm from his grip. The music is pumping and I am waiting at the bar.
“Not at all,” he slurs.
Oh God. My eyes flicker over to my group of friends, but they all smile and raise their glasses to me in jest. Damn them. This bachelorette weekend away is reminding me why I am eternally single. I fake a smile. Bitches.
“I mean it, baby. Let’s dance.”
I roll my eyes. “I can’t, I’m waiting for someone. You should probably run along.”
“Who?” he asks. Oh, give up, pushy bastard.
A tall, dark haired, good-looking guy walks past, and I grab him by the arm. He frowns as he turns back towards us. “This guy. “I smirk.
The creepy guy frowns and curls his lip at his competition.
My eyes scan up and down the guy I have just grabbed. Oh, he’s gorgeous. I planned that well.
The guy raises an eyebrow in question as his eyes flicker between us.
“This is my husband.” I smile as I link my arm through his. He looks like a nice guy. I’m sure he will save me.
The tall guy raises an eyebrow in surprise and smiles. “And you are my… wife?” he questions as his eyes keep glancing between me and the man.
I nod. “Uh-huh.” Oh boy, don’t blow my cover.