Saving Us (Mitchell Family #6)(40)
Author: Jennifer Foor

Miss Karen was very sweet when I called her to explain the situation. I had a feeling that Conner had already filled her and John in on me learning to shoot. John picked me up that afternoon and took me to a gunsmith shop. I was shocked at how many guns were just hanging all over the place.

John realized my dismay. He put his arm around me and led me over to a small case. “These would be a more comfortable gun for you to shoot with. We will get out one at a time and let you hold them. We need to make sure it feels right in your fingers and you can maneuver it quick enough to react accordingly.”

I held up my hands. “Whatever you say. I have no idea about any of this.”

In all of my life I had never wanted to have anything to do with guns. This was all for Conner. I knew it was almost necessary at this point, but it still made me very uneasy. Once we picked out one that was appropriate for me, we filled out all of the necessary permits for me to own one. In the meantime, John took me out to the shooting range and let me fire one that was similar. He had one of his friends attach a silencer to it, because I was scared it would hurt the baby. He assured me that pregnant women fired guns, but it seemed a little too unorthodox for me.

There was a wait period after you applied for a gun, so after the time was over, John and I went to pick it up. I wasn’t as excited as him and Conner were, but it was pretty cool that I owned something so powerful. Even my father had joined the bandwagon and was getting on me to listen to the guys when they were trying to teach me to be able to defend myself. Conner brought home this sign and put it over our welcome sign.

It read “We don’t call 911” and then had a gun next to it. It was both funny and scary at the same time. I don’t know if I would want to proceed into some people’s houses with a sign like that outside.

Conner showed me the combination to his gun safe and he bought me a very special box to keep my gun in. Of course, it was pink and it had initials on it that included the last letter being an H. It was very sweet and even though I didn’t care for the gun, I really did like my box.

After my father had given me that money, I thought about what I could do with it. It wasn’t like Conner or I needed anything. We didn’t have a house payment. Our bills were hardly anything. Conner had a pretty good amount in savings and we were very comfortable with the things we had.

I put the money in a savings account for the baby. The interest would accumulate and later, if we didn’t need it for anything else, I could put it into a college fund for him or her. Conner was pleased with my decision. He took me out to dinner for a big fat steak. It was funny, I never liked steak until I got pregnant. Then I wanted it every single night.

After dinner we drove right home. My belly was getting bigger by the second, so after eating everything on my plate, I needed to shower and get into some comfortable pants before I busted at the seams. Conner waited in the bathroom for me to climb out of the shower. A smile formed on my face when I saw him standing there with a towel in his hands. “Thanks, babe.”

“You’re welcome, darlin’.”

Once the towel was tucked around me, Conner followed me into our bedroom. We had a bunch more space since we took his mother’s master bedroom. Plus, the bathroom was separate from the one that everyone used. Conner sat me down on our bed. He had an ornery look on his face and I knew he was up to something. He stood over me and started unbuckling his belt, which wasn’t unusual. I decided to make a joke and see just what kind of mood he was in. “You planning on spanking me with that thing?”

He looked up at me and quivered his lip. “Why? Have you been a bad girl?”

“Maybe.”

“Then I suppose that I’m goin’ to need to punish you.”

I let the towel fall off of my body. I knew my belly was the first thing he saw. For a second it made me feel self-conscious, but there was something about the way Conner was looking at me that made me feel like I was the most beautiful girl in the world.

To make myself feel better about my body, and attempt to turn on my boyfriend, I rolled over and got up on all fours and looked back at him. His smile was even bigger than before. I smiled back at him and then licked my lips. “Be gentle.”

I turned around and prepared myself for whatever Conner was going to attempt. I trusted him completely and knew he would never hurt me. His warm hands made contact with both of my ass cheeks. Then he worked in a circular motion, before traveling up to my lower back. Small kisses were placed all over my right cheek and then he did the same to the other side. I felt him climb up behind me on the bed. Right away, I could tell that he had dropped his jeans. The smooth skin of his erection was pressing against my leg as he continued to kiss up my back and around my neck. It tickled and gave me chills all at the same time. I was so hot for him; so ready for whatever he wanted to do to me. I was his completely, even without the piece of paper. I loved this man so unconditionally that just being around him made me feel like I was the luckiest woman on the planet.

Conner reached around and slid his hand over my belly. His hot body pressed over my back. I heard a soft growl come out of his mouth, before his lips grazed my ear lobe. “I want you.”

I moved my butt around, so it was brushing against him. “You can have me.”

Conner’s hand left my body. It was soon being used to position his erection at my entrance. He rubbed it up and down my hot sex, getting it wet for him to slide right in. I gasped when his length entered me. He moved slowly, then steadily picked up the pace. I kept my ass up high, allowing him to hold onto my waist as he continued pumping his hot love into me. The faster he moved, the better it felt. Being pregnant wasn’t always the easiest when it came to making love. Conner was gentle enough that it wasn’t uncomfortable. He knew how far to take things without hurting me. He also knew just where to touch me to make me forget that I even had a big fat belly. His strong hands came up and pinched one of my ni**les. I moaned, making him do it again. His speed picked up again and I felt my body getting that euphoric feeling. I let go, screaming out in pleasure. While I clung to my blankets, Conner thrusted a few more times, before tightening up and leaning his weight on my back. He placed small kisses on my shoulder, before sitting up. I turned over and realized my body was full of sweat. I wiped the beads off of my forehead. “Shew, I guess I should have waited to get a shower.”

“I got no problem takin’ you back in that bathroom and washin’ every single inch of you.”