Tapping his shoulder, I get his attention. He pulls himself off me, eyes widening when he looks down at my naked skin, unable to take his eyes off my bump.
“Oh God, baby. I’m so sorry. I got carried away. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
I can feel my eyebrows wrinkle until I understand what he means. “No, Kale, you didn’t hurt me. Not in the slightest.”
Relief floods his face, and my heart swells with love for this man. He leans down and places a quick kiss on my lips. “Good. So, Ms. Dawson, did I pass the test?”
Toying with his dangling dog tags, I give him a sly smile. “Oh yeah, Montgomery. You passed with flying colors. In fact, I’m half tempted to let you take me home to earn some extra credit.”
His cock jerks inside me, and he gives me an unabashed smile. “I could definitely go for some extra credit,” he says as he presses a quick kiss against my lips. I think he’s about to pull away from me, but instead, he hovers over me, his eyes meeting mine. “But first things first. It’s about time I give you a pop quiz of my own.”
Cocking an eyebrow, I tilt my head inquisitively. “Ah, schooling the teacher? This should be interesting. Go ahead, Montgomery. I’m game. Give it your best shot.”
“I’m pretty sure I just did that,” he winks at me shamelessly, and I playfully slap his shoulder and encourage him to continue with his sudden pop quiz. “You said you wanted to go home and fuck my brains out, right?”
“I’m not sure I put it quite that way, but that was about the gist. I was thinking more of sweet, slow lovemaking where you’d worship every inch of my body, but I suppose fucking your brains out could be arranged. So yes, Kale, take me home and let me have my way with you.”
“Jesus Christ, pregnancy’s made you insatiable. You haven’t even flinched once even though you’ve said some variation of fuck at least six times in the last ten minutes. Poor, poor Sprout. His momma’s got a dirty mouth. A very hot, extremely wicked, dirty mouth.”
Wincing, I bring my hand between us and rub my belly. “It happened in the heat of the moment. I have a feeling he’s used to that. Sorry, buddy. I’ll try not to let it happen again,” I whisper to my stomach, causing Kale to chuckle. “Anyways, the pop quiz? Now that I’m coming down from my Kale high, I’m starting to get paranoid that someone’s going to walk in. I feel like I’m sixteen years old and I’m being felt up by my boyfriend while my mom’s right outside.”
“Oh, that. Well, you want to go home?” he asks, and I nod, wondering why he continues to harp on that question. “Okay, well… Lucy Dawson, I have one question for you. Where is home?”
His eyes look down into mine and I see the hope in them. Suddenly, I’m aware of what he’s asking, and as much as I want to throw my arms around him and give him an answer, the tease in me can’t help but toy with him. After all, I did leave him a note almost a month ago basically giving him my answer.
Squinting up at him, I pretend to mull it over. “Can you repeat the question?”
An incredulous look spreads over his face, and he pulls up slightly. “You little tease. What is it, babe? Have you spent too much time on the other side of the classroom that you can’t take tests anymore? All that shit you gave me about Scantrons and you can’t answer a simple question.”
“I’m no good with Scantrons. I don’t have the proper equipment to fill in the bubbles,” I tell him, giggling at the innuendo, loving when Kale’s playful side comes out.
He begins to tickle me, his fingers running up and down my bare flesh until I’m squirming beneath him.
“Kale, stop! Seriously,” I say between breathless laughs. “I have a hard enough time holding my bladder as it is, and if you don’t stop, I’m going to pee my pants.”
Slowing his movements, he runs his fingers up and across my breasts, causing my nipples to pebble under his touch. “Well, that might be a problem, baby, seein’ as how your pants are on the ground and my dick’s still inside you. Now answer the question. Where’s home, baby?”
My eyes soften and I lift up, ensuring that he doesn’t slip out of me. I reach out and grab ahold of his dog tags, pulling him in close. “Home isn’t just a place for me, babe. It’s wherever you are. So we could be at my place, at your place, or in a van by the river. As long as I’m with you, then I’m home.” I pause, allowing the words to sink in. His eyes continue to bore into mine, and a slow, satisfying grin spreads over his face. “But, in case this is a trick question and you’re looking for two answers, then home—my new home—I hope is in your house, in your room, in your bed. I just spent eight long days without you, and I don’t want to do that again. I’ve already asked about breaking my lease, and it shouldn’t be a problem. I was just waiting for the invitation. Which, actually, I’m still waiting for.”
Wrapping his arms around me, he lifts me up off the table, and I have to hook my legs around his waist to keep my balance. I slowly slide down on him, and I can feel him hardening inside me. I don’t know if it’s because he’s been missing me or because my words are seeping in, but he seems hesitant to separate himself from me. If he doesn’t hurry up, round two is going to happen right here.
“Lucy Dawson, move in with me.”
“Most pop quizzes have questions, but I suppose I can look past it just this once.” I place a quick kiss on the tip of his nose before pulling back and grinning at him. “Consider my bags packed. Now give me my clothes, take me home, and show me just how much you’ve missed me.”
He lets out a low laugh as he slowly slides out of me and sets me back on the table. Bending down, he throws my shirt to me, and I hop down, quickly getting dressed. I make sure we’re both decent as I head to the front of the closet, apprehensive as I open the door. Peeking my head out, I sigh in relief when I see that the room’s empty, my door still shut. Kale follows behind me, and just as I’m going to get my purse, he grabs me by the waist and presses me up against the now closed supply closet door.
“I missed you, baby,” he admits, staring down into my eyes. I feel a slight tingling between my legs, and I can’t believe how ready I am for him. “I don’t think I can go that long without being inside you again.”
Bringing my hand up to cup his cheek, I stretch up on my tiptoes to give him a quick kiss then nuzzle my cheek against his, loving the feel of his scruff against my soft skin. “You won’t ever have to, babe. I love you, and I’m not going anywhere.”
“Love you, too. Now let’s get you home. I have some extra credit to earn,” he says teasingly, giving me a wink. I allow him to take my hand and pull me to the parking lot, where he puts me in his car, promising to get mine the next day.
The whole ride home, he describes to me all the ways he missed me, and I have to clench my thighs in anticipation, knowing I missed him just as much.
Chapter 24
Kale
AFTER TAKING Lucy home, I spent the night worshipping her body just like she wanted, appreciating every single new bump and curve. It was only a week, but what can I say? I’m hooked on her, and even just one night apart is one too many. I knew she’d been waiting for me to ask her to move in, but I took my time, making her sweat just like she’d done to me, but after spending Christmas apart, I couldn’t handle it anymore. The twenty-week appointment is sneaking up on us, marking the halfway point in the pregnancy, and I want her settled in with me so that it’s one less stressor on her plate.
“Do you want a boy or a girl? You always call Sprout a he, but what if he’s a she?” Lucy asks, yawning. We’ve just woken up, and I’m not sure where the question’s coming from.