Kicks for a Sinner S3 by Lynn Shurr Read Free Book Online

they raised Joe’s son by another woman, the boy Cassie had given them, and twin girls she’d carried thanks to her sister’s eggs and in vitro fertilization. If she weren’t sterile, they would most likely have brought several more children into the world in the last five years.
    Her mind shut down as her pleasure swelled, growing and growing until she tightened and burst free. Joe never ceased moving, simply quickened his pace, building on her orgasm, making it rise again until he brought them both to a stunningly explosive completion. Nell lay there limp, still with her back pressed against his broad, steaming hot chest.
    “You know,” he whispered in her ear. “If we lived a hundred years ago and were both Catholic, we’d probably have six or seven kids by now because I can’t keep my hands off you, sugar.”
    Nell kept her eyes closed and tried to strengthen her will, but it, too, had gone soft and lax. “We don’t live a hundred years ago, and I will never be Catholic. People have small families now.”
    “Because they can’t afford big ones. But we can. Don’t you ever wonder about those three frozen babies, how they’d turn out? Would they be boys or girls, have curly hair like mine or straighter like the Abbott family, be tall or tiny?” His breath warmed that vulnerable space between her cheek and collarbone.
    “They are embryos, Joe, just embryos, but yes, sometimes I wonder.”
    “I been reading up again. After five years, most likely not all of them would implant. Maybe we’d only get one more. After having twins that would be real easy on you, cher heart.”
    Nell butted him and his flaccid penis away. She rolled over to face her husband of seven years. “Don’t you believe it! I know your mother. She’ll get another novena going with your four sisters and the old church ladies involved. She’ll pray and pray for all those embryos to implant, and they will. It’s like she has a direct hotline to God. Last time, she asked for girls, and we got two of them.”
    “Come on Nell.” Joe stroked her cheek. “I’m the superstitious one, not you. You’re all about science. The odds aren’t good three will make it. They didn’t last time.”
    “My fault because I got between Cassie and the man trying to molest her, and he slammed me against a pillar. Don’t remind me!”
    “I never blamed you, Tink. Stuff happens. We don’t really know why.” Joe stroked her short, sleek hair like he would a nervous kitten held in the palm of his hand.
    Nell sniffed and squeezed her eyes shut trying to hold back the tears. “You know how crazy I get on the hormones. Last time, I nearly went nuts when the doctor put me to bed for the last six weeks of the pregnancy. I got so jealous of Norma Jean Scruggs I stowed away in her motor home to catch you two in the act and ended up having my babies in the bathroom after she wrecked that bus. I’m not good at carrying children.”
    “Sure you are. I couldn’t do it any better.” That made her laugh. He suspected a tee-tiny crack in her resistance. “I do recall how crazy for sex you were last time, and I couldn’t do anything about it because I had to save up my sperm to inseminate Emily’s eggs. This time we could have all the sex we want beforehand. Of course, there’s that long dry spell afterwards while the embryos settle in.” He sighed so plaintively Nell chuckled again. “But we all got to make sacrifices for this to work.”
    “I haven’t agreed,” she reminded him.
    He went for a quick changeup so rapid the opposition would never see it coming. Rolling onto his back, he tucked Nell against his side. “I saw what you meant today about Cassie having a crush on me.”
    Nell shoved herself half way up and planted her hands on his sweaty chest. She stared into those deep chocolate brown Billodeaux eyes reflecting little licks of flame from the fireplace opposite the bed. “This is more than a crush. She means to destroy our marriage and take