Chapter 251 Bonus – French Toast

Chapter 251 Bonus – French Toast
3 months later

Ben’s POV

Oh, my heavens, my sweetness was the most adorable pregnant woman in the universe. I told Lainey several times every day of the last 3 months how gorgeous she was, but it still wasn’t enough. Lainey literally glowed every single moment.

I stared at her as she slept, her leg hitched over mine, and her rounded belly pressed up against my side. Definitely her favorite sleeping position over the past few months. I didn’t mind at all, though. I loved her closeness. I loved that when the babies moved, I could feel them against my side, and boy, did they move. I really couldn’t understand how she could sleep or even do anything, for that matter, with all that movement. I guess it was just another testament to the fact that she was the most amazing woman I had ever seen.

Over the past 3 months, she had created another charitable organization, excelled in her career, and carried 3 Halesten children in her belly without a single complaint.

I smirked. She will be so surprised when she wakes up this morning. I bend over and kiss her forehead. Lainey stirred from her sleep. With her eyes still closed, she murmured, “Good morning, sweetie.”

“Good morning, my sweetness,” I said, smiling and kissing her forehead again. I put my hand on her belly. “Good morning, you trio, I’m surprised that your mummy got any sleep with you 3 crazy kids.”

Lainey let out a peal of laughter. “I guess I’m just used to them swimming around,” Lainey shrugged. “To be honest, I think they are fighting for space. Only 3 weeks to go until the scheduled C-section.”

“Are you happy that we’re waiting until they are born to find out what we’re having?” I asked.

“So few things in life are a mystery,” Lainey said, smiling and snuggling further into me. “I think I’d like to be surprised.”

To me, it didn’t matter. Any children Lainey and I had would be a blessing. Lainey had been over at the mansion with Mom and Becks, helping set up the nursery for the past couple of weeks. The room was beautiful, ivory and beige, with a muted baby-animal theme. Becks had one of her artist friends come over to paint a mural on the wall. Mom’s contribution had been more severe. She had a construction team come in and redid the primary bedroom and the room next door so that they connected through beautiful French doors, because ‘there was no way her grandkids weren’t going to be totally connected to their parents.’

“Oh, my goodness, I have to pee,” Lainey groaned and rolled over to get out of bed. She looked at her alarm clock. “WHAT! I’m so late for work. Why didn’t you wake me up sooner?!?”

“Go pee,” I suggested. “Then we’ll discuss that.”

There was no argument, which I knew, those babies used her bladder as a waterbed, and it was only so full that it could get. After she was finished, she returned to the bedroom.

“I’m so late for work,” Lainey grumbled in frustration.

“No, you’re not,” I smirked.

Lainey looked at me suspiciously. “What do you mean, 'no, you’re not,’ Benjamin Alexander Halesten?” She crossed her arms.

“You know you look utterly adorable with your crossed arms since they rest on your belly,” I teased.

“Benjamin, focus,” Lainey pouted.

“We are going on a babymoon,” I stated.

“A babymoon?” Lainey asked, raising her eyebrow.

“Yes, I want you to have some relaxation and pampering before our little ones come,” I grinned. “Roberta helped me plan it. You don’t have to go back to work until Monday.”

“What?” Lainey said, shocked, but then a smile donned her face. “You did this for me?”

“Yes, well, technically I did it for both of us,” I advised.

Lainey climbed up onto the bed and crawled to me. Fuck. Damn, just the action of her crawling to me has my dick rock solid. Lainey eyed the tented sheet.

“Really?” Lainey giggled. “I haven’t even touched you yet.”

“You’re sexy as fuck crawling to me like a kitten,” I smirked. “Sue me for being totally turned on by my hot wife.”

Lainey smiled deviously and pulled the sheet down to expose my cock. “Mmmmmmm,” she hummed. “This delicious cock all for me?” Lainey dropped her mouth down my cock, and I groaned at the warmth that enveloped me. Her head bobbed up and down, leaving a layer of saliva from root to tip.

“Fuck, Lainey,” I moaned.

“Well, it needs some lubrication if it wants me to sit on it,” Lainey uttered nonchalantly.

I growled at her words, “Do it.”

Lainey stood up on the bed and straddled my torso, then knelt down and pushed her slick folds against the head of my cock.

“You’re driving me fucking crazy, my sweetness,” I whimpered.

“I guess I should solve that problem then, right?” Lainey announced, pushing me into her slowly. Then she stopped, only the tip enjoying her delectable heat.

“Laineeeeeey,” I bemoaned. “Let all of me inside you.”

“Ah, ah, ah, what’s the magic word?” Lainey teased.

“Please, please, please. Pretty please with sugar on top,” I gasped.

Lainey giggled, “How am I supposed to say no to that?”

“You aren’t,” I chuckled.

Lainey smiled coyly and sank all the way down on my cock.

“Fuck, yes,” I moaned. I grabbed Lainey’s hips and watched as she grinded up and down on me. Her hips were doing figure eights, which made my balls twitch in the best way. “Lainey, yes, baby, take what you need from me.”

“Bennnn,” Lainey purred, quickening her pace. Moans and mewls escaped every time she slammed down on my cock. Then I felt it, the grip and spasm of her pussy walls. The complete and utter surrender of her body to mine.

“BENNNNNNNNN!” Lainey screamed at the top of her lungs.

I clenched her hips hard as she leaned forward and steadied herself on my chest. I started pounding upwards, her mouthwateringly tight pussy stroking, pulsing, and demanding on my cock.

“Please fill me, Ben,” Lainey pleaded. “Fill me with your hot cum.”

As always, her dirty mouth pushed me over the edge, causing me to tense and blow my load deep inside of her.

As we lay there after in bliss, Lainey spoke, “I know it’s the hormones, but I could do that 10 times a day right now?”

“By all means, Dr. Halesten,” I chuckled. “But let me make you some breakfast first.” I went to sit up but felt the urge to kiss her belly. I leaned down, placing my lips to her stomach. At that exact moment, it felt like one of the babies kicked me in the mouth. “Hey! You little turkey!”

Lainey laughed boisterously, “I think that means they want French toast.”

“Oh, really?” I questioned.

“Yes,” Lainey said, smiling and batting her eyelashes.

“French toast it is,” I chuckled. I grabbed my robe and headed to the kitchen to make the love of my life and my trio French toast.