Free And Baby Makes Three by Dahlia Rose Page B

content and the false contractions calmed. By the time they came out she felt refreshed and re-energized. The masseuse even rubbed her belly with warm oils and talked to her son while doing do. Marie was sure that he was in bliss, happily snug in the cocoon of her womb. They had an early lunch before she took Ivy back home and went on to her house. She pulled into the driveway and parked the suburban and noticed that Brody’s corvette was there.
    “Hmm, home for lunch, are you?” she murmured to herself. She opened the door, stepped through and called out, “Come out, come out, where ever you are.”
    “I’m not hiding. I’m in the living room,” he said and she turned. Brody was sitting amidst pieces of green plastic and assorted nuts, screws and bolts.
    “What’s all this?” Marie asked.
    “I saw these at the commissary and had to get them.” He held up the boxes. “A baby swing for those nights when he’s cranky, and then a vibrating bouncy seat thingy.”
    “Uh-huh, and you had to rush home and put them together,” Marie said amused. The look on his face was priceless, like it was Christmas and his birthday all in one.
    “Well, I’m having an extended lunch. Rafe gave the team a few hours downtime before the training exercise tonight,” Brody said and stood up.
    “So I came home to my best girl and my best baby.” He rubbed her belly.
    “How is he doing in there?”
    “Trying to take over the world from the womb,” Marie teased. She backed up as he stepped forward, giggling as he cornered her against the counter that separated the kitchen from the living and dining area. “What are you doing?” 
    “I’m about to give my favorite girl a kiss,” he murmured. He did so and it became one of those lip locks that make your breath hitch in your chest. He trailed kisses down her neck and made a sound of pleasure.
    “Hey, you smell good.”
    She shivered. “We went for massages today. It’s probably the oils you smell. They used a lot of lavender.”
    “So they rubbed it all over you?” he questioned.
    “All over,” she murmured as desire caused wetness to pool between her legs. “I was very relaxed after.”
    “Take off your clothes,” he ordered softly.
    “Right here?” she asked breathlessly.
    He nodded and started working on his uniform. “Uh-huh, right here, right now. I swear I can’t seem to get enough of you.” Marie pulled her sweater over her head and shimmied out of her tights, taking her panties with it. “I swear being pregnant has made me hornier than ever.”
    He stripped off the last of his clothes and was moving toward her with his erect cock jutting out from between his legs. Marie carefully got to her knees and took his rod in her hands.
    “Baby, you don’t have to do that,” he whispered and moaned when she licked the tip.
    “I know I don’t have to, but I want to taste you,” Marie said.
    She took him deep in her mouth and began a slow torturous tease with her lips and tongue. She felt the muscles of his thighs flex and tighten beneath her fingers. She picked up the speed, suctioning her lips tightly around his cock and the in and out pace had him bucking in pleasure. He pulled her to her feet carefully, but she could feel the restraint in him.
    God, she couldn’t wait for him to take her hard and furious again after the baby was born. He devoured her lips, penetrated her mouth with his tongue while his hand was between her legs teasing the most sensitive part of her. He slipped his fingers between the sensitive folds of flesh and rubbed her clit. She whimpered into his mouth and he slipped his fingers deep inside her. Her juices ran down his finger and she could feel it coating her thighs. She ground against his fingers, wanting more and feeling the invisible cord of her orgasm begin to tighten.
    She tore her mouth away from his and threw her head back, panting and moaning his name. “Oh, Brody, oh, yes, I’m going to come.”
    “Damn, yes, let me feel