“Brush my teeth…” she says, continuing to wiggle. “I’ve got some man’s taste all up in there.”
“f**k that,” I growl. “I want to lie here with you for a bit. You like that taste anyways.”
“If we stay in bed, we’ll end up having s*x again,” Esme sighs, as though it’s a problem she doesn’t know how to solve.
I flex my arm. “It’s this mountain man physique of mine that’s revving your engine, isn’t it?”
Esme shoves me away. “Gross. Never. It’s the baby. The damn baby’s making me so horny.”
I grin with satisfaction. I have noticed her increasing demands in the last few days, and I am all for it. My body craves hers, and I’ve spent the last few days exploring every last inch of it.
We haven’t spoken about Marisha and the baby since the night I revealed that sordid part of my past.
But it h
