Chapter 32 #2
I was already pulling her shirt over her head, her swollen breasts spilling out of her bra.
I groaned and reached for her, unhooking it and letting it fall to the floor.
I cupped her tits, feeling their weight in my hands, and leaned down to take a nipple into my mouth.
She cried out, her hands coming up to hold my head against her.
“Oh my God,” she gasped as I moved to her other breast.
I pulled back and tugged my own shirt off, tossing it aside.
My cut was at home since I’d had to wear fancy clothes again.
I pulled down her skirt and tugged it off her legs, dumping the fabric at our feet.
Her panties came next and then I lifted her onto the sink.
I spread her legs and bent to taste her, groaning at the flavor that was all her.
She was already wet, ready for me, and I couldn't wait to be inside of her.
“Bolo,” she hissed, her hands tangling in my hair. She tugged, but I didn’t let that distract me from my task. “There’s no time for this. They’re going to notice that we’re gone.”
“Pushy, pushy,” I muttered, making her give me an exasperated look.
Standing up, I undid my pants, pushing them down just enough to free my dick.
If she wanted this fast, I saw no reason not to accommodate her.
I stepped between her legs and rubbed the head of my dick through her wetness.
She moaned and tried to push forward, to take me inside of her.
I held her hips, keeping her still, and teased her with just the tip of my cock.
“Bolo,” she gasped. “I need you inside of me.”
I groaned and pushed forward, sliding into her wet heat.
She was so fucking tight, her body gripping mine like a vise.
I started to move, thrusting in and out of her, and watched as her breasts bounced with every move.
She was so fucking sexy, my pregnant woman, and I couldn't believe how lucky I was.
“You feel so good,” I told her, my hands gripping her hips harder.
She nodded, her eyes glazed with pleasure. “So do you. You’re so deep.”
I leaned down and kissed her, my tongue sweeping into her mouth.
She kissed me back, her nails digging into my shoulders.
I could feel my orgasm building. We hadn't had sex in a few days and I was ready to blow.
But I wanted Devyn to come first. I reached between us and rubbed her clit with my thumb, feeling her body tighten around mine.
“Come for me, Baby,” I urged her, thrusting harder.
She reached up and bit the fist she made with her hand as she tried to smother the cry of pleasure she let out. Her inner muscles clamped down on my cock as she came and I nearly strangled on a groan.
I followed right behind her, filling her with my cum. I hadn’t been using condoms. We’d done all the testing to make sure we were both good and it wasn’t like I could get her any more pregnant.
I leaned my forehead against hers as we both caught our breath, our bodies still joined. “Fuck,” I muttered, feeling her still pulsing around me.
She giggled. “Yeah. That was amazing. But we have to go.”
I pulled out of her and reached for some toilet paper to clean us both up.
Once we were decent, I helped her off the sink and pulled my pants back up.
She dressed quickly. Once we were both ready, I unlocked the door and peeked out into the hall.
It was clear, so I took her hand and led her back downstairs.
No one seemed to notice that we'd been gone, too busy eating and drinking. I grabbed us both a bottle of water and led Devyn over to a chair. She sat down with a sigh, her hand resting on her belly. It was softly rounded now, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before it would be a lot bigger and less comfortable for her.
“Are you okay?” I asked, sitting next to her.
She smiled at me. “Perfect. Thank you.”
I grinned. “Anytime.” I laughed as she swatted at me since I’d said that in as lecherous a voice as I could.
Devyn leaned her head on my shoulder and I wrapped my arm around her.
I loved moments like this, just the two of us, even if we were surrounded by our families.
I couldn't wait until it was just the three of us, me, Devyn, and our son.
I was going to be the best father I could be, just like my own dad had been for me.
I sat back and enjoyed the rest of the barbecue, happy that our families were getting along. Life was good, and it was only going to get better. I couldn't wait to see what the future held for us.
* * *
Devyn’s eyes were starting to droop closed. She was exhausted. We’d opened presents and all the women had melted over the tiny baby clothes.
I just couldn’t believe how small everything was. But now the party was winding down so we said our goodbyes. “Is everything okay?” I asked, as I led her out to the car. I’d get all the gifts tomorrow and bring them back to the apartment.
She looked up at me and smiled. “Yeah. I'm just tired.”
I nodded and went around to the driver’s side and got into the SUV. Putting my hand on her belly, I asked, “Do you need anything?”
She shook her head. “Just you.”
My brows went up at her admission, but I didn’t say anything because her head was back against the rest and her eyes were already closing. I wasn’t even sure she knew what she’d said. That didn’t mean it didn’t count. I grinned as I drove us home.
That smile slipped off my face quickly as I pulled into the compound and saw a vehicle on fire and my brothers running around.
Devyn woke up, then gasped as she saw the scene in front of us too. “What’s going on?”
“I don’t know,” I told her. “Wait here.” I looked over and met her gaze. “Lock the door and don’t move. Got it?”
She nodded and did as I asked as soon as I got out of the vehicle. I jogged over to the nearest group. “What happened?”
“The Collective,” Strike snarled.
“Good thing we got all that shit out of here earlier today,” OD added. “They came looking for it.”
“They still alive?” I asked.
“Some of them,” OD replied. “But not for long. You should get your girl out of here. We’ve got this. Kilo took Camila and the baby, Rue, and the boys over to his place. You can go hang with them.”
“I’ll go to my house,” I told him. “Devyn’s pretty tired.”
“They shouldn’t fuck with you there, but keep an eye out.”
“Will do.” I waved at the others as I went back to the SUV. “We’re staying at my house tonight,” I told her as I got in. “I’ll explain everything once we get there.”
She fell asleep on the drive over. I carried her inside the house. It was going to be a long night and I didn’t plan to sleep. I sat in the recliner in my living room, my Glock in my lap, listening for any sound. If those fuckers came for my family, they wouldn’t live long enough to regret it.