Chapter 53
CHAPTER 53
E merging
Cameron
Present …
Me: Let’s play ball.
I frown down at my phone. My guilt for ordering the death of a man is not as heavy as I thought it would be. I feel relief more than anything.
My phone dings and I reach to read the text. My emotions don’t change as I read the word. It feels more like a confirmation.
Uri: Done.
I nod and start to jog back toward the house. At least I gave it a few days to think about it. That says something for my moral compass.
Dez is a piece of shit and I’m not going to allow him to hurt my family. If anyone is to grieve or mourn, it will be his folks. Not mine.
Receiving a call last night that Dez has an attorney who could stand a shot at getting him released was my true deciding factor. There’s no way Sammy could know the things he said to me.
Uri was right, Dez is not the type of man who you leave alive. I did things the way I knew how to back then. I’m trusting Uri’s way now.
When I get back to the house, I know right away everyone’s wide awake. I can hear Amina fussing at the boys as I step through the door and Cecilia is babbling as if repeating her mama’s words.
“Chance, Cade, come eat breakfast. I don’t want to hear you’re hungry later at practice. You’re not filling up on snacks either,” Mina calls after the boys.
As I walk into the kitchen, she’s spooning some type of baby food and cereal into Cecilia’s little mouth, probably apricots. My baby girl’s favorite. I lean down to kiss Cecilia’s forehead and tickle her belly.
Her little eyes sparkle at me. She’s the most adorable seven-month-old I’ve ever seen and I’m not saying that because she’s mine. Mina and I make gorgeous babies.
Cecilia didn’t get my blue eyes like Chance and Cade. She has her own colorless eyes that pick up whatever she’s wearing. On top of that, her orbs are huge, making her look like a little baby doll.
She’s a darker brown like her mama. My boys are more toffee colored. They look just like me, but my baby girl is a mix of us. She has her mama’s dark hair, but my boys have more of a sandy-brown color to theirs.
Chuckling, I kiss Cecilia’s chubby cheek as she coos at me and laughs from her high chair. Just looking at her makes me want to make another one.
I move to kiss Amina as I have the thought. It doesn’t last long. The doorbell rings as the boys come running into the kitchen.
“I’ll get it,” Cade sings.
“No, you won’t. Go sit and eat. I’ll get it.”
I turn and head for the front door. It’s probably Mina’s mother. She comes to help Amina out in the mornings.
“Good morning,” she sings as I open the door.
“Good morning,” I murmur and kiss her on the cheek as she enters the house.
“Where are my grandbabies? I have gifts for them.”
I shake my head. This is why all three of my kids are spoiled. My mama don’t help none either.
I thought my folks getting a place here in New York was going to be a bad idea, but the kids love it. Mama has gotten her shit together finally.
“I’m heading for a shower, baby,” I call to Amina before jogging upstairs.
Maribel
I make my way upstairs after my mother takes over feeding Cecilia and the boys. When I woke this morning, Cam wasn’t in bed next to me and Cecilia was in her crib.
My curiosity was piqued because my husband usually wakes me before he goes for a morning run. He seemed to have had something on his mind for the last few days. I haven’t had a chance to pry as I’ve been busy with the baby and the boys and their sports.
Leave it to my sons to be multisport kids. I’m always at this game or that. If they don’t eat me out of house and home, they’re sure to put a hurting on my pocketbook with cleats for this and coaches for that.
I don’t mind. I love my boys and seeing them happy as they play and find their way in sports. I’m glad they have decided to try other sports outside baseball. I don’t want to feel like we forced them into their father’s interests.
I walk into the bathroom, where the shower is running. I bite my lip as my husband’s tight ass comes into view. This man is still fine as fuck.
I take a moment to admire his chiseled physique. His sculpted thighs and broad back, his arms are a work of art. It’s no wonder he can hit home runs like nobody’s business.
As if feeling my eyes on him, he turns to face me and pushes his wet hair from his face. He’s been allowing the top to get longer in the last few months.
He never did grow it back out like Cal’s. I think he knows how much I like it this way. It has also kept me from pinching his brother’s butt and traumatizing him.
“You coming in?” he asks and gives me that sexy grin.
“Not with our kids. We won’t get more than five minutes.”
His Jodeci pendant catches the light, grabbing my attention. A smile comes to my lips. He truly never takes that necklace off.
Cam cuts the water off and steps out of the shower. I forget what I came up here to say to him. All that dick swinging has me mesmerized.
He keeps stalking toward me until I back up against the countertop. He then cages me in with his arms on either side of me, resting his palms flat on the countertop.
“Your mom is here that has to buy us another ten,” he says against my lips before he captures them in a searing kiss.
It almost feels desperate as he drinks deeply from my mouth. I open to him and allow him to consume me. He palms one of my breasts and groans.
Our tongues dance together as he lifts me onto the vanity and steps between my legs. I palm his firm ass and tug him closer to me. Whimpers leave my lips as he kisses his way down my neck.
“Cam,” I cry out.
“I need to feel you around me,” he breathes in my ear.
He tugs my T-shirt over my head and tosses it to the floor. I lift my hips as he goes to pull my shorts off. The boys are definitely going to be late for practice.
Cam primes me for him with his long fingers. I bite my lip to keep from crying out. He takes my nipple into his mouth and sucks hard as he thrusts his digits in and out of me.
I’m a convulsing mess when he lets my peak pop free from his mouth. He looks into my eyes with heat oozing from his gaze. In the next motion, he has me in his arms.
“Oh shit,” I whimper as he plunges into me.
With his arms locked under my thighs, he bounces me on his length. I throw my head back as my eyes roll in my head. He feels so amazing.
However, there’s something primal about the way he’s fucking me. I’m not complaining. I take each stroke happily as I drip all over him.
This only confirms my suspicions. He has something going on in his head. I’m here for him.
He can use my body for his pleasure as he works whatever it is out. This is no hardship at all. I take his thick dick happily.
“Yes, Cam. Fuck me harder,” I coax.
He growls and kisses me hard as he turns and heads for our bedroom. Without pulling from my body, he climbs into the bed and starts to fuck me into the mattress.
I have to bury my face in his neck as it gets so good I want to scream. His freshly showered scent fills my nose and my mouth starts to water. I’m gushing all over the place.
“I love you so much. Everything I do is for you. I’ll never allow anyone to hurt you.
“Not while I’m still breathing. No matter what I have to do,” he breathes in my ear.
My heart bursts open. I know Cam has always loved me but there is something in his voice that makes his words hit different. My toes curl and my legs shake as my climax begins to approach.
“Mom, I can’t find my cleats,” Cade calls outside our bedroom door.
“Fuck,” Cam grunts in my ear as he spills into me.
I can’t help but laugh. I knew they weren’t going to let us both finish.