13. Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Ana Maria

W e're at home with all the Hoffers getting ready to go to Woodland Falls Park, where they'll announce the winner of the municipal election. I've just come out of the bathroom and feel clammy and queasy. Before we leave, Justin calls for everyone's attention.

I move to his side, and he takes my hand in his squeezing it gently. The gesture fills me with warmth and a feeling of safety deep inside. I gesture to Daisy so that she stands next to her father. We already told her the news last night.

"Hello, family. Thank you so much for being here and for all the support you've given Ana and me during these past months. We have a little announcement before we all leave for the park."

"Is this about Ana rushing to the bathroom every five minutes for the past hour?" Michael says.

"My brother, the comedian. Yes, we're expecting."

The room bursts with congratulations and cheers. People are hugging me, and I start to ugly-cry with happiness. Thankfully, I didn't wear any makeup. Daisy is jumping for joy now that everyone knows she'll soon have a new brother or sister.

After half an hour of celebration we finally drive over to the park. There are chairs in the big gazebo for both candidates and their families. Justin, Daisy, and I sit on one side, and Mitchell sits on the other side with his assistant.

I'm not surprised the mayor doesn't have a significant other, but I do remember him having a mother who lives in town. I don't know why he didn't bring her today, nor will I ask him about it. He's smug as usual, and it's starting to bother me. Justin looks pissed, though.

The Woodland Falls Gazette did several polls during the past month, and they were pretty close. Some weeks, he had the lead. Some, Justin did. It was a little discouraging, though. I thought all the people from town would side with Justin even after his faux pas.

We're waiting on the town's judge, Judge Carrington, who will read the results to us. Justin seems to be glaring at the mayor. I bump his arm with my shoulder to bring him out of his snit. He looks down at me and nods in acknowledgment.

We've agreed that we're not letting Mayor Douchebag get into our heads anymore, but old habits die hard. We all get up when the Judge approaches us. He nods towards us and then veers to stand before the podium they've put in for him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for waiting patiently. They were delayed double-checking the ballots. I am happy to announce that our new mayor is Justin Hoffer, who has won by a large margin of 75%."

Justin hugs me and Daisy tightly and we can hear the shouts and hollers from my new family behind us. From the corner of my eye, I see the now ex-mayor running his dirty mouth off at the judge.

When Justin finally stops hugging us, he starts the long process of shaking everyone's hands and kissing the babies.

We have a small reception at the library for the volunteers who helped us with the campaign, and we spend some time there. Everyone is excited about tonight's win. I keep stealing looks at my husband because I know this is the start of a tough journey.

I know he can make a difference in this town, but it'll take us all as a family to do that. With a new baby coming, I might not have the energy to support him properly. I'm startled when someone puts their arm around me.

"Stop stressing." My friend Mandy says.

"I might not be able to support him much with the baby coming."

" He's the mayor, not you. Thanks for sending me the pictures of the ultrasound."

I hug her tight.

When everyone is gone, I close up the library, and we go home. Daisy is with her grandparents tonight. Justin's mother is an angel. She knows Justin and I could use some time alone together. We couldn't really go on a honeymoon because of the campaign.

The ride home is silent, but I can feel Justin's gaze on me.

"Mandy told me you're worried you won't be able to support me because of the baby."

I look out the window on my right. I'm only one month pregnant, but the morning sickness is kicking my ass.

"Mandy has a big mouth."

"Are you too tired for a celebration tonight?"

I'm surprised at the abrupt change in topic.

"What did you have in mind?"

"I want to dance with you."

Every now and again, Justin comes up with these romantic ideas. They always surprise me even though I know him a lot better now.

"I can manage some dancing."

He parks the car in his driveway and makes me wait for him to come around, open my door, and help me down from his huge truck. Once we're inside the house, I sort of change my mind.

"I know I said we could dance, but I'd really love a shower. We shook hands with half the town today."

"Yeah, let's do that."

When we get to the bedroom, Justin takes my hand and starts removing my clothes. His demeanor is intense as if what he's doing is the most important thing in the world. As I watch him, I think about how much I love this man and how grateful I am that we have become a family with Daisy.

Now, with the baby, it's like my life is complete.

I'm naked now, and he takes his clothes off quickly and then leads me to the shower. He turns on the faucet but makes me wait until the temperature is warm enough for me. Then, we step inside the shower enclosure.

I turn around to gauge his mood. There's certainly desire in his eyes, and that makes my blood start to heat up. He backs me up against the warm water and pours some shower gel into his hand. His hands feel slick against my shoulders as he lathers my body with the gel.

Sometimes, Justin can be very methodical, but it drives me insane because he uses that skill to edge me. I don't want to be edged tonight. I don't say anything, though. He won the election, and he's going to be an amazing mayor. He's an even better husband and father.

After lathering my shoulders, arms, and back, I'm surprised he avoids my breasts. He focuses on my stomach with slow but rhythmic movements. My blood is boiling now, and I think at any moment, I'm going to start whimpering for more.

He lathers my ass with the gel and slaps me playfully. That makes me giggle, and I put my arms around his neck.

"I've still got to do your legs, gorgeous."

"You forgot my breasts."

"I didn't forget. I was just leaving them for last. I know how sensitive they are lately."

I let him go so he could do my legs. His hands are slippery and feel so good against my skin. I love how he worships my body. He's the best lover I've ever had. I let that slip once, and he's never let me forget it—as if his ego could stand to grow bigger.

When I think he's going to do my breasts, he turns me around and presses my front against the shower wall. His mouth is nibbling my neck, and in an instant, he's pressing his hard cock against my lower back. I thrust my ass against him in a silent plea. I need to be fucked.

My nipples are hard against the shower wall, and my pussy is dripping with my juices. His hand reaches in between my legs, and he starts teasing my slit with his fingers. It's sweet torture and I know it's just the beginning of something better to come. I'm impatient, though.

"God, Justin, fuck me, please."

"Ana…"

"Just fuck me, husband." I practically command him.

I can feel him chuckling against my neck. I'm about to give him a piece of my mind when he separates my legs, and I feel his cock teasing my entrance. I push back once more and feel it penetrate me just an inch. I'm desperate for my husband’s cock so I keep pressing my ass against him.

"Always so impatient, my gorgeous wife."

With that said, he slides inside me and makes me gasp when his huge cock enters me. I'm used to his size now, but the first thrust always takes me by surprise. He starts to move with a steady rhythm. He knows it pisses me off when he does that. I like him wild and free. I like it when he loses control because it tells me he's crazy about me and can't keep his hands off me.

"Harder, Justin."

His hands are on my waist, helping him fuck me harder and deeper. I reach between my own legs and start teasing my clit. My orgasm is so close I can almost taste it, but I always need a little push.

"God, Ana, your pussy is so tight and hot around my cock, I don't think I can hold back."

"You don't have to hold back. I'm really close too, baby."

My words seem to release something in him—something fiery and raw. His thrusts become brutal, and they take me to the edge and push me over. I scream his name out loud and feel his cock jerk inside me as he finds his own release.

I'm weak and wobbly after coming so hard that I would have almost fallen to the floor if Justin didn't have a good hold on my body. He turns me around, kisses me deeply, and pulls me back under the water. He does quick work of washing me this time, and then he places me against the wall. He takes a quick shower and then pulls me into his arms.

He reaches for a towel and starts to dry me. I can't keep my eyelids open, but I give it my best shot. When he bundles me up, he picks me up bride-style and takes me to the bed.

I finally stop fighting sleep and close my eyes.

I open them a while later when I feel him slide into the bed beside me. He pulls me into his strong arms, and I go willingly.

"Today was an amazing day. Thank you for being there by my side, Ana."

"Always and forever, my love."