Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 64147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 321(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 214(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 321(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 214(@300wpm)
Her pussy pulses, and I can tell she’s close as well. My vision goes black as I begin to empty myself into her tight channel. At the same time, her pussy pulsates, milking every drop from me.
I collapse on top of her, trying to catch my breath. After a few moments, Nat starts to giggle.
“What are you laughing at?” I ask, half chuckling myself because her laugh is just that infectious.
“I didn’t know you could get that kinky. And If I knew all I had to do was ask, I would have done so a while ago.”
“Well, now you know,” Griffin says.
“Who would have thought this is how my life would turn out?” I say more to myself than anything.
“Aren't you glad it did?” Nat teases.
Taking the blindfold off of her, I look deep into her baby blues. “You have no idea.”
One thing is clear, now that I have her, I’ll never let her go again.
She’ll always be ours.
EPILOGUE
NATALIE
One Year Later.
Not in a million years did I think this would be my life. Sitting at a beach with a boyfriend on each side of me, sipping margaritas alongside my new sister-in-law and my brother. Teagan and Mason got married at sunrise and though I didn’t appreciate getting up in the middle of the night to get ready, the view during the ceremony with the sun rising over the ocean was breathtaking.
“Want another drink?” Griffin asks as he gets up from his beach chair.
“No thanks, I still have some,” I say, pointing at my half-empty glass. What he doesn’t know is that I will not let anyone get a drink for me. Because then they would know that I have been drinking virgin margaritas all day. The truth is, I haven’t told anyone, but I’m 90% sure that I’m pregnant. It’s not that I don’t want to tell anyone, quite the opposite. I want to yell it from the rooftop, so everyone knows. But I wanted my brother to have this day all to himself, so I decided to keep it a secret until I’m alone with my guys tonight. I can’t wait to tell them, though I am a tiny bit nervous as well.
I know Dallas always wanted kids, but I have no idea what Griffin is going to think. We never really talked about this, and we definitely didn’t plan for it, but sometimes birth control fails, and I think that’s what happened here. Last week I noticed I was two weeks late. Which means now I’m three weeks late. I also have some weird cravings, and my sense of smell seems to be heightened. On top of that, my boobs have been tender. Did I say I’m 90% sure? Make that 99%.
Using the back of my hand, I swipe away a few drops of sweat from my forehead. “I could go for a dip in the ocean. Anyone up for it?”
“Me,” Dallas and Griffin answer at the same time. They have been doing that a lot. I grin to myself as I think about all the wonderful days we have spent together over the last year. Once people found out about our relationship, they were confused. Some even thought it was a joke, and a few thought it would never work. Well, we’ve proved them wrong. I’ve never been so happy in my life. Griffin and Dallas are everything I’ve ever wanted and more. I couldn’t imagine my life without them and hopefully I never have to.
“Last one in the ocean loses,” I yell before jumping up from my chair to run toward the ocean at full speed.
“Hey, false start!” Griffin yells after me. “You are disqualified!”
I ignore him. Running into the water Baywatch style. My feet pound against the hot sand, which turns into cool water splashing around me. My strides slow as I get deeper into the water. My heart pounds against my chest as I feel Griffin and Dallas closing in on me. I push my legs to move forward but am quickly taken out by a large arm snaking around my middle and lifting me into the air.
“Gotcha, cheater!” Griffin yells triumphantly, before lowering me into the water gently. I wrap my arms around him, pulling him close for a passionate kiss. Dallas comes up behind me, and his lips brush along my shoulder before settling in the crook of my neck.
“I love to be sandwiched between you two.”
“So romantic,” Griffin teases.
“Okay, maybe sandwiched is the wrong term, but it’s true. I love this. I love us…” A sudden burst of emotions comes over me, and before I know it, a single tear rolls down my face. What the hell?
“What’s wrong, babe?” Griffin’s concerned voice engulfs me as another random tear makes its way down my cheek. “Why are you crying?”
“I’m just so happy,” I sob. “Everything is so perfect… I’m just… oh hell, I can’t wait to tell you! I’m pregnant,” I blurt out loud enough for half of the beach to hear.