The Rocker That Holds Her (The Rocker...) by Terri Anne Browning Page B

The first stroke down had me seeing stars it was so good. She was tight, wet, and on fire for me. When she stopped half way I nearly cried out and pulled her the rest of the way down. Concern filled me and I grasped her hips. “You okay?”
    Emmie licked her lips. “Yeah …” She was panting, sweat beading on her forehead. “Just savoring this.”
    My fingers tightened. “It feels amazing, doesn’t it baby?”
    “Yes,” she breathed, her eyes rolling back into her head as she took another inch of me deeper. “So, so good. Gods, Nik! Ah…”
    Her inner walls clenched around my shaft, alerting me to her approaching orgasm. I wanted to feel it so bad. Cupping her with one hand, I used my thumb to rub across her clit, driving her closer to the edge. “Yes!” she cried. “Yes, please.”
    Her walls clenched around me harder, making my balls tighten as my own release neared. It was mind-numbingly good. I wasn’t even completely inside of her, had yet to even thrust my hips once, but I was hanging on the edge of a release that promised to shoot me to the stars. It was too good, too perfect to be real.
    The instant I felt her release gushing down my dick, flooding over my balls, I erupted. With a shout of her name, I emptied deep inside of her hot pussy.
     

Chapter 12
    Hope
    I woke with the world’s most perfect ass snugly resting against my dick. I had one hand full of Emmie’s tits and the other over the life we had created together four months ago.
    In other words, I woke up in paradise.
    When she shifted slightly and her breathing changed I knew that she was awake, and I gave in to the need to kiss her neck. “Morning, baby. How did you sleep?”
    “ If I said that it was the best night’s sleep I’ve ever had would you believe me?”
    Her answer brought a smile to my lips. “Yes. It was one of the best night’s sleep I’ve ever had too.”
    She turned in my arm. “ One of the best?”
    Her irritation made me even happier. If she was jealous, even a little, then there was hope for us. Biting back a smile, I nodded. “Yep.”
    Those big, beautiful green eyes narrowed on me. “What were the other ones?”
    Despite my efforts to fight it, I couldn’t contain my happy grin. “Let me see… a few weeks ago when you crawled in beside me on the bus. When you couldn’t sleep last year and we spent the night in my hotel room just talking until I fell asleep…” I shrugged. There were countless other nights that I could remember sleeping peacefully, only because she had been right beside me all night long. “All of them seem to involve you sleeping in my arms.”
    Her brow relaxed, a sure sign that I was out of danger. “I don’t know why I keep you around sometimes, mister.”
    I laughed, happy to my core, as I gazed down at her. “Let’s grab a shower, baby. I’m starving.” If we didn’t get out of bed now, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to keep my hands off her for long. Even after spending most of the night making love to her, I was still hungry for more. I prayed to all of Emmie’s gods that I would always want her this much.
    I heard her stomach growl and grinned down at her. “How about some bacon?” I loved that she had developed a craving for one of my favorite breakfast foods. Our kid was more like me than Emmie so far, and it made my heart fill with love.
    She laughed. “I’m going to end up hating bacon before this is all over.”
    After breakfast, which we ate alone because the guys were still in bed, I took Emmie shopping. If she wanted sexy new clothes, then I was going to get the pleasure of watching her try them all on. Of course I was pretty clueless as to where to take her, and Emmie was stubborn about not wanting over the top designer brands.
    We ended up at the mall. Not my best idea. A truth that became blatantly obvious to me as soon as we stepped into American Eagle. A sales girl that barely looked old enough to be working there screamed, and I felt Emmie jerk