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much better than ice cream."
    Scooping me up, he flipped my tiny body over his broad shoulder and made his way toward the bedroom while I laughed the entire way, whacking his taut ass in the process.
    Jake tossed me onto our bed and climbed on top of me before I could even adjust where I'd landed. His eyes were radiating raw desire, and in them I could see his thoughts. He wanted me, all of me, right there and then. My nerve endings were insanely sensitive to his every touch, tingling to the pit of my stomach each time his rough fingers caressed my delicate skin.
    "Make love to me, Jake," I moaned breathily.
    As Jake peeled me out of my clothes, piece by piece, his eyes gazed over me, almost as if he was trying to memorize every inch of my body. Finally leaning over me, he began kissing my neck. His breath alone, sweeping over my skin caused my back to arch upward toward his body, and I instinctively gripped his solid triceps, forcing him closer to me. Tugging on his shirt in the process, I slipped it over his head, yearning to feel the warmth of his flesh against mine.
    But Jake wasn't interested in rushing through this. No, he wanted each second to last ten times longer than the last. Each kiss he gently placed upon my tanned skin was longer and more passionate than the one before it, ensuring he covered every ounce of my exposed body before finding my lips.
    His mouth finally met mine, and it was as if all of the breath had been sucked out of my lungs, leaving them begging for air. This kiss was different from all of the kisses he'd splayed upon my body just moments ago; this kiss was forceful, needy. It left my head spinning aimlessly before I could regain composure. Once able to see straight, I reciprocated. Digging my nails into his chiseled back, I held his body against mine as our tongues collided, exploring every taste bud known to man.
    Pulling away from my mouth momentarily, Jake began admiring me again as I lay there panting, utterly spent without him having even been inside of me yet. Had he decided to stop right then and there, I was sure I'd combust right before his eyes. But I knew Jake better than that. All of that time he'd just spent loving me was just the beginning. Pinning me against the bed, Jake took my body completely, the way only a husband could do to his wife.
     

CHAPTER FIVE
     
    Brooke
    E ACH MORNING SEEMED to be in competition with the last. I was now best friends with the toilet and had even named it China. Seemed fitting after being so close and reading Made in China so many times the last few days. I knew morning sickness was just a part of pregnancy, and when I puked once, I'd dealt with it, but I'd reached the point of non-stop puking these last few weeks.
    I could hear Josh's feet shuffle across the plush carpet as he walked to the doorway connecting the bedroom to the bathroom. "You okay, sweetheart?" his sleep-filled voice asked as he reached for the pack of saltines on the granite countertop, one of many scattered through our house.
    I took the one he offered and slid it into my mouth. I crunched it into tiny crumbs so it could hopefully soothe my stomach quickly.
    Slipping back against the tub, I wiped my brow that had gotten clammy from perspiration. "On the bright side, I should have killer abdominal muscles," I reasoned, trying to force a smile.
    Josh's smooth warm hand wrapped around mine, giving me a gentle tug. Compassionately, Josh grabbed the washcloth and ran it under water. After wringing it out, he took it and began patting my face gently. The coolness of the cloth against my flushed skin was so nice I closed my eyes, letting the refreshing feeling wash over me.
    The alarm on my phone pierced my ears with its siren sound; I couldn't return to my soft cozy bed and be on time for work. A huff escaped my lips as I turned the shower on. The steam quickly billowed out as the water heated to a scalding temperature. Tugging my silk nightgown over my head, the delicate fabric