13
T h e l o u d a s s buzz from my phone had my eyes cracking open. Sunlight coming through the damn curtains, lighting up the room like we hadn’t just been up most of the night.
My arm was damn near numb from how tight Autumn was laid up on me. She was tucked in real close with a leg thrown over mine, one hand resting on my stomach, lips slightly parted like she was deep in a dream. Shit, she looked too damn peaceful.
My phone buzzed again, and I reached over with my free hand, grabbed it off the nightstand, and answered. “Yeah.”
“Good morning, uh, Mr. Thevlin?” Some extra perky voice chirped through the phone. “This is Jennie with Cabin Dreams. I’m just calling to confirm the final details for your Christmas rental.”
I sat up a little, keeping Autumn’s body where it was. I wasn’t trying to wake her. “Go ‘head. I’m listenin’.”
“Okay, so you requested a luxury winter-style cabin with a private road and an enclosed hot tub on the back deck?”
“That’s right.”
“And a tree already decorated in deep red, gold, and white?”
“Exactly how I asked for it.”
“Got it! And you’re still checking in today?”
“That’s the plan,” I said, rubbing my hand down my face and glancing at Autumn’s bare shoulder again. She was glowing even in her sleep.
“Perfect. You’ll get the digital entry code sent to your email shortly. Is there anything else you’d like, Mr. Thevlin?”
I paused, thinking. “Yeah. Make sure the fireplace is lit when we pull up. I want the vibe already set.”
“Done. Happy Holidays!”
“‘Ppreciate you.” I dropped the phone to my chest, just in time to hear her voice cut through the quiet—low, raspy, and sexy as hell from sleep.
“What are you planning?”
I looked down to see Autumn blinking up at me, face puffy from sleep, lips swollen from all that kissing and moaning she did last night. I smirked. “You eavesdroppin’ now?”
“I got ears, Woods. You weren’t exactly whispering.”
I leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Just settin’ us up somewhere peaceful for Christmas.”
She stretched beside me, making the sheets fall from her body, giving me a flash of those titties that had me losing my mind last night. “Where?”
“Cabin up in Arbor Ridge,” I said.
She blinked at me, still halfway in dreamland. “You’re serious?”
“Already booked. Tree, fireplace, hot tub, real cozy. You need to put that time in at work.”
“I don’t know if I can get all that time off.”
“You will.”
She looked at me, blinking again, then let her head fall back against the pillow. “You’re making it hard to say no.”
“That’s the idea.”
Truth be told, I hadn’t slept much last night. Even after all the fucking we did, draining me, my mind was running wild. Autumn was pregnant and had me out here overthinking, wondering if I’d pushed too hard. If I fucked up somehow.
Meanwhile, she was carrying my seed and dealing with that reality on her own. I’d never been scared of a damn thing in my life, but the second she hit me with that “I’m pregnant,” it was like time froze. It wasn’t just sex and feelings anymore. A whole life was forming inside her. And for her to even consider not telling me? That shit had me tight.
Before I could get caught up in my thoughts, she said, “So… I don’t know if you remember me saying that I usually spend Christmas with my dad, but…”
I nodded slowly. “That’s cool. I can drop you off and pick you up.”
She looked at me sideways. “No. I want you to come.”
I raised a brow. “You tryna take me to meet your pops?”
She raised her own brow right back. “I already met your mother.”
I smirked. “At my grandmama’s. That shit don’t count.”
“How doesn’t it count? Your mother didn’t even like me until the very last second of Thanksgiving.”
“She fucks wit’ you,” I laughed, reaching over to pull her closer to me again. “I’ll come. I done already got him a gift, too.”
She blinked, like she didn’t think I would say yes. “Really? You just… came prepared, huh?”
“You know that. Got all your gifts too.”
“Okay, Mr. Serious,” she teased, fingers brushing across my chest. “But fair warning. My dad is… overprotective in a sense. And a little nosy. He’ll probably pull you to the side and give you some man-to-man speech. Please do not tell him about the baby. I wanna do that after I go to the doctors and everything.”
I leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose. “I respect it, baby. I gotchu.”
She grinned, then softened. “You sure about the cabin, though? We don’t have to do all that.”
I lifted her chin gently, forcing her to look me in the eye. “We’re goin’. I know we’re still figurin’ shit out,” I continued, voice low, “but I need this time wit’ you. No distractions. No bullshit. Just peace. You and me. Aight?”
She nodded slowly. “Okay.”
I kissed her soft lips, then pulled back. “Now go ‘head and get that time off work. I’m tryna see you in that hot tub wit’ snow fallin’ while you ride this dick.” We both laughed. I laid back, her hand resting on my chest. “You know,” I said, voice low, “we could switch it up.”
Autumn looked up at me with her eyebrows raised. “What do you mean, switch it up?”
“You said you wanted to see your pops Christmas Eve, right?”
“Yeah.”
“So let’s just have him come up to the cabin.”
Her head tilted to the side. “You… you want my dad to come to the cabin?”
I nodded once. “Why not? That back and forth gon’ be too much. The cabin’s already booked. You cook. He pulls up. It’s cool.”
She stared at me for a second, eyes narrowed like she was trying to figure out if I was for real. “You’re serious?”
I looked her dead in the face. “Don’t I look serious?”
She blinked like I caught her off guard. “I just didn’t expect that. At all.”
I shrugged. “It ain’t ‘bout nothin’ gorgeous. I know what you need right now, and it ain’t stress.”
She sat quietly for a second, like her brain was still running the play I just called. Then she nodded slowly. “Okay… I’m down. I like that.”
I tapped her thigh and smirked. “Cool. Just know… if your pops get slick wit’ me, you better break that shit up before I gotta excuse myself.”
She rolled her eyes and laughed. “You’ll be fine.” A moment passed before she said, “I need to stop by the store before we head out there, though, to grab a few things if I’m cooking.”
I checked the time on my phone, then looked back at her. “We got a couple hours before we hit the road. I gotchu.”
She nodded again, then slid out of the bed all slow and shit like she knew I was watching. And I was. That ass jiggling with every step. Belly wasn’t even poking yet, but just knowing she was carrying my child did something to me. Dick got hard as fuck. I leaned back on one elbow, taking in the view like it was my own personal show.
Autumn stepped out of the room, and I finally sat up, legs hitting the floor. I reached down, grabbed my boxer briefs, pulled them on, then picked up the blunt I’d rolled for the morning. I didn’t even get to spark it before I felt her arms slide around my neck from behind. Her lips pressed to the side of my neck.
“Thank you,” she whispered into my ear, breath minty fresh.
“For what?”
“For just… being you. And not flipping out last night.”
I reached up, ran my hand across hers. “I gotchu, baby. Always.”
She kissed my neck again, a little lower this time. “Good. ‘Cause now I wanna get you.”
I turned slightly, smirking. “Oh, word?”
She didn’t answer with words. She just pushed me back against the pillows and climbed up between my legs, keeping her eyes locked on mine as her hand reached for the blunt. “Let me.”
Her voice came out smooth as hell, making a nigga pause mid-thought. I let her take the blunt, watched her spark it up, then leaned in as she brought it to my lips. I took that first pull slowly, eyes locked on hers the whole time. Smoke drifted out of my mouth while she set the lighter down and kissed the middle of my chest. Then she went lower.
One kiss turned into two, then three. She trailed down my stomach like she had all morning to play. Her fingers hooked the band of my boxer briefs, sliding them down like she was unwrapping a gift. My dick popped up hard as hell, already waiting on her.
“Ayo—” I started, voice already different.
She didn’t let me finish. Her tongue slid down the side of my dick, then back up, and then she wrapped them pretty lips around the tip like she knew I needed this shit. I wasn’t the type to ask for head, and I never expected it. I was a giver by nature, but it’d been a minute since I had my shit sucked, and Autumn looked so fucking sexy doing it.
I let out a low growl, smoke still hanging in the air, head falling back as I sank into the mattress. One hand gripped the blunt. The other slid to the back of her head. She looked up at me while she worked, eyes heavy, mouth full of dick.
“That’s how you feelin’ this mornin’?” I muttered, voice already thick with that pressure.
She moaned around it and went deeper. My dick hit the back of her throat, and she didn’t flinch. Just kept slobbing on my shit. I can’t even lie; this shit felt personal. It felt like a thank you and an apology all in one, as if it was her way of grounding us. I couldn’t stop watchin’ her. I sat there smoking, hand on her head, letting her set the pace. She knew what she was doing. Too damn good at it.
“Fuck, gorgeous…”
She didn’t stop. She just moaned, louder, as her mouth got wetter and sloppier. Her tongue was wild. And when her hands slid down to cup my balls, I damn near dropped the blunt. I had to set that shit down in the ashtray I brought with me before I burned something.
The sound of Autumn sucking my dick echoed like a muthafucka. Just her mouth making the nastiest love to my shit and me trying to keep from moaning like a bitch.
“Shit…” I hissed, my hand tightening in her hair, head hitting the headboard as I shut my eyes. My hips bucked once, and that was it. I came down her throat with a low-ass groan and muttered, “Fuck, baby… goddamn.”
She didn’t even flinch as she swallowed every drop like a pro, then held my dick in her mouth for a second longer like she wasn’t ready to let me go yet. When she finally pulled off, she licked her lips like she had just finished a plate of food. I just laid there, staring at her, head all fucked up. She climbed off the bed, walking away like she ain’t just snatch my soul before breakfast.
As she hit the doorway, she turned back with a little smirk and said, “I’m about to go shower…”
Then she disappeared down the hallway, and I was still laid out with my body loose and completely relaxed. I took another look towards the doorway she disappeared through. My dick was still hard, twitching against my thigh. I smirked to myself and sat up.
“Nah,” I muttered under my breath, already sliding off the bed. “Hold up.” I started walking toward the bathroom. I had to redeem myself.