Free Love Hurts by E. L. Todd Page B

mover’s arrived and started carrying everything into the house. I helped them while Cassandra stayed out of the way like I asked. We practically bought the whole store so there was a lot of shit. Just moving everything inside took two hours alone. And then they had to set everything up. I knew we’d be here all night.
    “Baby, this is going to take awhile,” I said. “I’ll take you home and come back.”
    “I’m fine,” she said.
    “It’s getting late. You should lay down.”
    “When I’m six months pregnant, we can talk like this. I’m only a third of the way through.”
    “You know, most women would love being pampered and taken care.”
    “I’m not most women,” she spat.
    “You must be hungry. Go rest and get something to eat.”
    “What about you?”
    “I’ll be fine.”
    “No.” She dug her hands into my pocket and pulled out my keys. Her hand was near my cock so I didn’t object. “I’ll go get us some food.”
    I’ve never let anyone drive my car before, but technically, it was going to be half hers anyway. “Be careful.”
    “I’ll be fine.”
    “I mean it.”
    “And we can just stay here for the night.”
    “We don’t have any sheets or blankets,” I said.
    “So?  You’ll keep me warm.”
    I liked that idea.
    She kissed the corner of my mouth again. “I’ll be back soon.”
    “Okay.” I grabbed her ass as she walked away.
    She looked over her shoulder and glared at me before she left.
     
    I helped the movers assemble everything. When I got hot, I took off my shirt and kept working. There were at least ten guys there and that made my life easier. They were worth every cent. If I did this alone, it would take a month. And if Sean helped me, it would take longer because he was a damn idiot.
    Cassandra came back with food from a restaurant. I was starving so I took a break and ate everything. She eyed my chest while I ate, clearly enjoying the sight.
    “What are you staring at?”
    “You.” She gave me a playful look.
    “It’ll have to wait.”
    “I can be patient.” She finished her food while she kept staring at me. I knew she wanted me to fuck her. I would take care of that after everyone left.
    When the movers finally left, all the furniture was assembled. We were still missing rugs and decorations but at least it wasn’t empty anymore.
    “It’s looking good so far,” Cassandra said.
    “Yeah. You have good taste.”
    “I can’t wait until everyone comes over and sees it.”
    “We’ll have a party,” I said.
    “I like parties.”
    We went upstairs to our new bedroom and lay on the mattress and bed frame. I wanted everything to be brand new because I slept with so many other women on that other bed. I wanted to start my new life with Cassandra—the right way.
    She cuddle d into my side then pulled off her shirt, telling me exactly what she wanted. Her hands went for my jeans greedily, clearly excited to get laid.
    “Someone is horny,” I said.
    “Seeing you work with your shirt off was very, very arousing.”
    I smirked. “I’ll do it more often.”
    “Good.” She got my jeans and bottoms off. “Now make love to me.”
    That made my spine shiver. “I can do that.”
    She lay on her back and hooked her legs around my waist. Her hands rested on my shoulders, ready for me to enter inside her.
    I loved how much my woman wanted me. She initiated sex just as often as I did, and sometimes even more. I’d wake up in the morning to the si ght of her on top of me, riding me like a cowgirl. Now, I moved between her legs, and my dick found her immediately. I slipped inside and thrust.
    Cassandra ’s nails dug into to and she moaned loudly. She was never prepared for how good I felt. I made sure I always took her by surprise. The bedframe tapped into the wall while I rocked into her. I took it slow because I wasn’t in a hurry. She lay beneath me and just enjoyed it, desire in her eyes. I usually preferred any sex position other than missionary. I hated