Love Tumble: Love at First Sight: Book Two Page 4

  “Oh my god.” He speaks through gritted teeth, trying to ride through my orgasm. But then it feels as if his cock reaches new depths unlocked by my peak, and my orgasm intensifies. My hips lift from the bed, my body working on its own to discover greater heights of pleasure. My legs splay wide and he slams into just the right place to make them quiver uncontrollably.

  And then he’s proclaiming his own climax in rough cries as loud as my own. He convulses once, twice, before slamming his dick home. I can feel him twitching inside me as he comes, pumping the condom full of the evidence of our fucking. I wrap my arms and legs around him, holding him as close as I can. Together we give ourselves over to the pulsing of our bodies, two become one, the beginning of forever.

  Epilogue

  Kate

  Two Months Later

  The previews have already started when Harry and I steal into the movie theater. I check our tickets and head to the seats we’ve reserved. Amelia and Tatum are already there. I settle next to my pregnant friend, waving around Tatum at our other friend, Hattie, who’s between Tatum and a man I don’t recognize.

  “Sorry we’re late,” I whisper, shrugging out of my jacket as Harry takes the seat on my opposite side. “Who’s that sitting next to Hattie?”

  Amelia shrugs. “They got here late too, so we haven’t met. But I guess he’s her date?”

  “Intriguing. Did you know she’s been dating someone?”

  “Nope.”

  I resist peering around Tatum and Hattie to scrutinize the newcomer again. Hattie has always been a free love type of woman, so it’s not strange that she’s with someone new that we haven’t heard about — but it’s definitely weird that she wants us to meet one of her lovers. That never happens.

  “Oof.” Amelia winces, hands smoothing her rounded belly.

  “Baby kicks?” I ask, leaning in.

  “More like baby dropkicks,” she complains, but I don’t miss the smile on her face.

  Amelia and Tatum’s baby was just as much as a surprise to them as Harry has been to me. And just like I feel about Harry, they are thrilled about this unexpected gift. Amelia thinks they got pregnant on their first time together — which also happened to be the first time they met. Talk about moving fast.

  Not that I should talk — Harry and I haven’t exactly been taking it slow. We’ve been together as much as our schedules will allow. That’s not even close to enough, so we’re making plans to move in together soon. I can’t wait to lay down each evening and wake up in the morning next to the man that’s come to mean so much to me in such a short time.

  Sharing a living space — probably Gary’s loft, at least until our careers have taken off and we can afford a home of our own — isn’t the only thing we’re talking about. We’re also looking at forever together.

  I look at Amelia’s tummy. “Is the baby still moving?”

  “Yeah.” She gestures at her swollen abdomen. “Want to feel?”

  “You bet I do.” I rest my palm on her stomach and wait. It’s not long before I feel the smooth roll of the baby beneath my hand. This isn’t the first occasion that I’ve felt her baby, but every time feels like magic.

  Not that I’m in any rush to follow in Amelia’s footsteps. Harry and I aren’t sure if we even want kids. We are both eager to focus on our careers, and on each other. But there’s lots of time to decide about families later — the rest of our lives, in fact.

  The baby nails the center of my palm with a sharp jab.

  “Ouch,” I say.

  Amelia snorts. “You’re telling me.”

  “Hey,” Harry hisses, leaning around me. “Are we here to watch a movie or to chat? Because if it’s the latter, I want the latest gossip. And speaking of gossip, who’s Hattie’s mystery man?”

  Tatum’s head appears over Amelia’s shoulder. “Shhh, you three. You’re ruining the previews.”

  “The previews are his favorite part,” Amelia mutters to me.

  Harry ignores them both “Do you know who Hattie’s guy is?” he asks Tatum.

  Now Hattie pops her head into the conversation. “You know I can hear everything you’re saying, right?”

  “Then explain yourself, madam,” I reply.

  “Okay.” She smirks. “After the movie.”

  Hattie’s head disappears, and the rest of us sit back in a huff. The dimmed theater lights darken completely as the preview reel transitions to the main event.

  I steal a glance at the man who makes my heart sing and my pussy lips quiver at the memory of the time we’ve shared. I don’t know how I get to be the one who loves and is loved by him, but I’m so damn grateful that I’m the one that this man belongs to. I tumbled into him by accident, but now Harry is my main event, for now and for always.

  Love at First Sight

  Learn about Hattie’s mystery man, Amelia and Tatum’s baby, and more in the next books in

  the Love at First Sight series,

  coming soon!

  A Love Note For You

  Dear wonderful reader,

  Thank you so much for reading Love Tumble! I hope you enjoyed Kate and Harry’s HEA as much as they did. ;)

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  Love, Poppy

  Also by Poppy Parkes

  Standalone Stories:

  Accidental Valentine

  Cowboy’s Pride

  Falling Into You

  First Time Player

  Giddy Up, Cowgirl

  Her Declaration of Independence

  Her Winter Cowboy

  Hot for the Holidays

  Mister Cowboy

  Our Happy Holiday

  The Love at First Sight Series:

  Meant to be Yours

  Book 3 — coming soon!

  Book 4 — coming soon!

  The Light Between Us Series:

  The Light Between Us

  Finding Me and You

  Wedding Jitters

  Acknowledgments

  Thank you to Katherine and my amazing ARC readers for reading my smut and helping catch my typos. You are the best.

  About the Author

  Poppy Parkes is the author of sweet and hot love stories. Poppy writes, paints, and dreams in the mountains, where she raises her two boys. She is in love with luscious color, moon-gazing, and dancing wild. And coffee. And wine. And chocolate. You know how it is.

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