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    Throttled(Men of Inked #3) by Chelle Bliss
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    I was blessed to spend an eternity with this man.

    Epilogue ~ Back to Reality

    We spent two weeks in Italy, touring my homeland and showing her the vineyard my family owned. It had been her first time outside of the US and I wanted her to experience the beauty that Italy had to offer. Suzy fell in love with the people of Italy. The culture is so different than in America. Life was slower; people enjoyed the simple things and didn’t move through their day at breakneck speed.

    Although neither of us wanted to say goodbye to Italy and head back to reality, the moment we walked into our home everything felt right. I carried her over the threshold, not wanting to break tradition and also being told by Suzy that it was a requirement. I laughed when she refused to walk into the house until I picked her up and carried her inside.

    Waking up in our bed made me feel more rested than I had in over a month. Suzy slept peacefully at my side with the sheet covering half her body. Her br**sts were exposed, her hair flowing around her head, as she softly snored.

    I kissed her neck, feeling her pulse under my lips. She stirred, a small moan coming from her lips.

    “Morning, sugar,” I said against her skin.

    “Morning, husband.” She stretched, the sheet cascading down exposing her entire body.

    “I love the sound of that,” I said as I partially covered her body with mine.

    I slid my hand up her side, stopping on her breast, feeling the fullness in my hand. I rubbed my palm against her nipple feeling her twitch. I grabbed it with my fingers, giving it a slight tug.

    “Ouch,” she said, her face contorting.

    “Sensitive today. Is it time for your period?” Typically that was the only time she complained that my touch was too tough or abrasive.

    “I haven’t been keeping track. It must be,” she said with a yawn as I cupped her tit in my palm.

    “They feel fuller than usual,” I said, squeezing them lightly.

    “I probably gained ten pounds in Italy. The food was so amazing.”

    I looked down at her. I knew her body like I knew my own. I’d spent hours worshiping it. “Suzy, are you…?” I sucked in a breath. Suzy’s body hadn’t changed in the year since we met. No amount of pasta or Gallo family meals had added a curve to her hourglass perfection. Missing her period and her overly sensitive ni**les had my mind spinning.

    “Oh no,” she said, sitting up quickly, grabbing her br**sts. “I can’t be.”

    “I’m greedy and want you all to myself, but when it happens I’ll be the happiest man alive, sugar.” I touched her stomach, resting my hand against her skin and smiling.

    “I’m on the pill, but I missed a couple days with traveling. I can’t be,” she said, blowing out a puff of air, resting her hand against mine. “I’m sorry I forgot my pill, baby.”

    “I f**ked you so much there should be quadruplets in there.” I laughed, moving to rest my head against her abdomen. She snaked her fingers in my hair, massaging my scalp. “There’s no greater honor than for a woman to carry a man’s child. Don’t ever say you’re sorry. When it happens it happens, but lets try to not have it happen so soon.” I kissed her stomach, making a ring around her belly button.

    “Your mom would be so damn excited,” she said, pulling my face up.

    “You’ll make her the happiest woman in the world someday, Suzy.” I kissed her lips, enjoying the feel of her against me. “But would you be happy, sugar?” I asked, looking into her eyes.

    “I’m not ready to give us up yet,” she whispered. Suzy swallowed hard and rubbed her forehead. “City, what if I am?”

    “If you are,” I said, rubbing her cheek with my thumb. “I won’t be pissed off. You’ll be carrying a part of us and we’d still have nine months to ourselves before our world would be rocked.”

    “I’m not ready,” she whispered, her eyes closing as she frowned.

    “Sugar,” I said, touching her chin and forced her to look into my eyes. “You can handle anything. You’re stronger than you think and I’ll be here with you when it happens. Let’s not worry about something that we can’t control. We’ll find out soon enough if you or aren’t. You worry too much. I’m sure it’s just the stress of the travel. Let me help you forget.” I smiled as I watched her gnaw on her lip.

    “You’re right. I’m sure it’s from the stress of the wedding and travel. How are you going to make me forget?” she asked and wiggled her eyebrows.

    I crushed my lips to her mouth, devouring her lips. She melted into my touch, her mind occupied by the feel of my rough hands gliding across her soft skin. I made love to Suzy in our bed for the first time as husband and wife. Life couldn’t get any better.

    Christmas

    Suzy and I decided that we’d wait until Christmas day to share the news with the Gallo family. My parents had everything they could ever want and buying a gift for them was a bitch. The one thing we could give them that they couldn’t get anywhere else was the news of the impending birth of their first grandchild.

    “You ready for this?” I whispered to Suzy as we sat down on the couch.

    “Who’s going first this year?” Anthony asked, sitting next to Izzy on the floor.

    “I’ll go last,” Izzy said, leaning back looking uninterested.

    “That’s total bullshit, Izzy. You always want to be first,” Michael said, sitting down next to Mia on the love seat.

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