Lost in Me (Lost Duet #1)

Chapter Sixteen

Emory

One Week Later

Since finding out from the doctor that I am, in fact, pregnant, it is crazy how things have been changing around here. Shawn has hired more people to watch the house. He has been going out a few hours a day to try and find Jesse, and we have also been doing our best to prepare for the new addition to our family. Even though I am only a little over seven weeks now, Shawn wants to make sure everything is in line.

We have even been trying to figure out baby names, which has not been easy to do. It is an important thing to choose a name, and we have like fifty names for a girl and a boy. We can’t keep calling it “the little one.” That just won’t work, but I still haven’t found names that I know 100 percent I want our child to be called.

Shawn has been right, though, focusing on the baby has helped me forget about Jesse and what happened and to focus on something positive. Even though Shawn and I haven’t been together that long and we have been moving so fast, sometimes I have to stop and catch my breath. He has become the most important person in my life, and soon I will have two people who will be most important to me.

Shawn has even started talking about a wedding date. He keeps saying he wants to do this right and wants to make sure we are married before the baby comes, which honestly makes me love him even more. Things that might not matter to other people seem to matter to him.

He has helped me heal from Jesse and find my worth, and honestly, even though things are still scary and we are all on edge, I know it will be that way until Shawn finds Jesse. I am happy and content with how things are turning out.

I still can’t believe I asked Shawn to kill Jesse. It just isn’t me, but I am starting to find that there is a lot about myself I didn’t know because of Jesse. I am looking forward to discovering who I am now, and I want to forget who I was with Jesse. I want to move on from what has happened, and I want to look forward to the future and the life Shawn and I want to build together. I deserve to be happy and treated well, and Shawn does both of those things.

“What ya doing, Angel?” Shawn states in a low voice, making my stomach turn into butterflies. I think he will always have this effect on me.

I slowly turn around and see Shawn standing in the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest. He is wearing grey sweats and nothing else, which shows off his upper tattoos, and his chest and abs make my heart race.

“Putting things where they belong. I thought you were out looking for Jesse,” I say softly. I don’t like him going out and looking for my ex, but I also know that nothing I say will change his mind since I asked him to kill Jesse. I know it was a screwed-up thing for me to ask, but I also know that he is the only person I trust do it.

I don’t know everything about my soon-to-be husband, but I do know he won’t stop until he makes sure he keeps his promise. I will never have to worry about Shawn breaking his promises to me.

“I didn’t see anything and couldn’t stay away from you any longer, so I came back,” he states with an amused voice.

“I see.” I turn back around and put the baby clothes in the dresser. We don’t know the sex yet, so we have been getting clothes for both. Eventually, we will have another and another.

I hear Shawn come up behind me. He leans in, resting his lips against my ear. His hands rest on the baby table in front of me, pinning me against the dresser. My heart starts to race. He lifts one of his hands and gently unties the bathrobe I am wearing. The bathrobe falls open, exposing my naked body underneath. I was going to make it to the shower, but I got distracted, and now if I do, I won’t be alone.

“You are gorgeous,” he whispers into my ear. I feel his lips slowly make their way onto my neck, making me close my eyes. I lean back against Shawn and turn my head, giving him better access to my neck.

His lips slowly and gently start to taste my skin as I feel his hand slowly move down the front of my body. I can feel the wetness between my legs as his hand continues to move down. His hand continues down my front until he places it over my heat, making me moan. His touch is something I can never get enough of. He quickly removes his hand. I feel him push me forward. I lay down on the dresser as he positions his legs between mine, forcing me to open them. He grabs onto his dick and positions the head at my entrance, making my heart race.

He pushes into my heat, and I take him with no problem. There is no need for foreplay. I am already wet and turned on for him. I always am. He releases his dick and leans down on me. His chest is now on my back. He grabs onto my hands as he starts to move in and out of me. His lips once again find my neck.

All I can hear is skin on skin as I start to move with his motion, needing to feel him completely inside me. Needing him to hit the spot that only he is able to hit. He starts to pick up the pace making the dresser hit the wall as his dick hits the spot that makes my eyes roll back into the back of my head. A moan escapes my throat as he bites down on my neck, causing both pain and pleasure.

He has taught me there are many things I like in the bedroom that I never knew was possible. He is always keeping me on my toes and finding new ways to show me his love and desire for me.

I feel his lips move up my neck and rest against my ear as he continues to slam into me, both fucking me and making love to me at the same time. “I can’t stay away from you.” His scent consumes me. His breath touches my skin.

“Then don’t.” I moan as I feel him hit the right spot. I want so badly to move, but he has me pinned. I will let him do whatever he wants to me, anything and everything he wants, I will give him without question.

“I need you, Angel,” he whispers.

I try to catch my breath, but I can’t. “I am right here,” I state so softly I can barely hear myself.

“Come for me, Angel. Fill this house with your screams of my name,” he states in a low, dark tone—the low, dark tone that makes me come undone. I scream his name as he continues to pick up his pace, making sure the spot is being hit over and over again.

His words send me over the top. I feel my insides wrap around his dick. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I completely lose control. He tightens his hands over mine as I ride out the perfect orgasm. A few moments later, I feel him release inside me. He drops down completely, pinning me between the dresser and his body. We both lay there for several moments, trying to catch our breath.

“I love you, Shawn,” I say softly.

“I love you too, Angel,” he states, releasing my hands and slowly standing up. He grabs onto my arms, pulling me up from the dresser. I already know where we are going for round two—in the shower. Neither of us will ever be able to get enough.