Chapter 31
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Silas
Idon’t even knock or ring the smart doorbell when I reach Vesper’s door less than thirty minutes later. I know my girl’s sleeping because I didn’t receive a reply to my last text, and I can only imagine how fucking exhausted she is.
Vesper might try to hide how rough these past few days have been for her, but that doesn’t mean her friends will. Drew gave me a full breakdown over the phone while I was on my way over here, and frankly, I don’t know how Vesper had summoned the energy to make it to tonight’s game.
Quietly sliding the key into the lock, I step into the dark apartment and close the door softly, kicking off my sneakers and tossing my jacket over the back of a barstool on my way down the hallway.
And when I creep into Vesper’s bedroom and find her passed out in bed with pieces of her dark hair stuck to her full lips, all I want to do is gently tuck them behind her ear.
Vesper shifts in bed when I strip down to a pair of gray boxer briefs and carefully lower myself onto the mattress, pulling the duvet over our heads.
Her soft breathing acts like a balm to how stressed I’ve been all night, and slowly, I rest a palm on her hip and pull her body into mine.
She’s naked beneath the faded black Jack Daniel’s T-shirt she’s wearing, smooth, soft skin making me fall a little deeper just from the way she feels beneath my touch.
“You came,” she whispers after a few seconds, eyes still closed, like she’s drifting in and out of sleep.
Each time I set eyes on her, my heart leaps into my throat, rendering me speechless for a second.
“Shh …” I reply gently, my palm wandering from her hip to her stomach. “My aim wasn’t to wake you, but to watch you sleep.”
She smiles at that, but still doesn’t open her eyes. “If I didn’t know you well enough, I’d accuse you of being creepy.”
With my other hand, I gently tuck the strands of loose hair behind her ear, and I watch the way she swallows when I touch her like this.
“I swear to you, I’m okay. You don’t need to worry about me, Silas.”
“Can I ask you something?” I ignore her last statement. We both know I’ll always worry about her. It’s what caring boyfriends do.
She cracks an eye open, looking all suspicious. “You can ask … though I cannot always guarantee I’ll answer.”
I chuckle softly. “Brat.”
She lifts a shoulder and closes her eyes again. “Fire away.”
The last thing I want to do is bring Kane into the tender moment we’re sharing, but each time I step into her bedroom, the question enters my head, and tonight, I have to know.
When I don’t immediately begin talking, Vesper opens both eyes.
Fuck me, so stunning.
“Did you push your bed up against the wall because it makes you feel safer?”
I can see a thousand thoughts whirling in her brain as her brows pull together.
“The only time I can sleep is when I’m facing the door and everything around me.”
My heart was sitting in my throat a minute ago, and now it’s buried deep in the pit of my gut.
“I know he did a lot to emotionally damage you, but did he physically hurt you too?” This isn’t the first time I’ve asked this question or she’s answered it.
But, goddamn, I need to be absolutely sure she isn’t hiding anything else from me.
After a beat, she breathes out, “No,” and my lungs inflate again.
She places a warm palm over the hand I have caressing her stomach.
“Close your eyes for me, Ves.”
She doesn’t hesitate, and I take that as the massive compliment it is—the level of trust she places in me tells me that our love is going to overcome every struggle we might face.
I kiss her lips first, my mouth slowly descending her body until I’m halfway down the bed and facing her stomach.
“There is no other woman on this planet I would want to have a baby with, and in answer to your earlier question over text, I never believed in love at first sight before I met you.”
I peel her T-shirt up, and the soft flesh below her navel pebbles against my lips. She whimpers softly. She’s bare below her waist, and my mouth waters for her release.
“Where do you want my tongue?”
She doesn’t answer me with her words, but her actions, one small hand tangling in my hair as she guides my mouth lower.
Holy fuck, the scent of her arousal is my drug.
I set a chaste kiss against her pubic bone. “Do you want me to eat your pussy?”
Another whimper before she rolls onto her back and parts her thighs.
I move in between them, reaching up and grabbing a pillow from next to her head. “Lift your hips for me. I’m going to be down here a while, and I need you to be comfortable.”
“Silas,” she moans at the first swipe of my tongue over her entrance, fingers now pulling on my hair.
I fucking love it when she says my name, even better when it’s followed by the sound of her wet pussy taking my fingers.
I push one inside her and curl it toward me, clamping my mouth over her clit.
Vesper spreads her legs wider when I pump and lick her at a languid pace.
“It’s unfair for you to taste this good,” I croon, sucking her clit into my mouth. “How can you expect a guy to leave this bed, let alone train and play hockey?”
Her soft giggle has my heart rising from the depths of my gut and back into my chest, where it belongs.
Scratch that. My heart belongs to Vesper. My body just leases it so I can exist on this earth, alongside her.
“I need you inside me. Right now,” she demands, voice laced with desperation.
“Are my fingers not enough for you?” I goad, adding another and stroking her front wall.
She writhes around, a deep rumble emanating from her chest.
Retracting my fingers, I crawl back up her body and flip the duvet back so there’s nothing covering us. “If you want me to fuck you, then I want to see everything.”
I reach across to her nightstand and flick on the lamp, drenching her room in a soft glow.
Vesper sits up, and I pull her T-shirt overhead, discarding it somewhere behind me.
“I want you to watch me make love to you.”
She gazes up at me as I sit back on my heels and tip my chin at the full-length mirror propped up against the left wall.
“Tell me something, Knockout,” I say, wrapping my hand around the back of her head and kissing her once. “When I declare my love for you, do you hear the words and truly believe them?”
“I know you love me,” she confirms in a small voice.
Pushing my boxer briefs down, I toss them over my shoulder, eyes never leaving hers.
“Tonight, I think you should feel it too. You should witness all the reasons why I turned around that day we bought Plan B and I laid my feelings out for you. Why I had shown up, unannounced, with a receipt for a pair of new sneakers because I didn’t want you to get blisters at your new job. ”
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I crook my fingers at her. “Come sit on my dick, facing the mirror.”
I swear I see Vesper’s pupils dilate, heat creeping past her pulse point as she straddles me and I slowly sink all the way inside her.
Her jaw hangs open, and, Jesus fucking Christ, I’ve never seen a woman look so beautiful.
“Do you remember the time when I filled this pussy so full that I got you pregnant?” I stroke a hand over her stomach, convinced it’s rounder than when I last saw it.
She presses her back into my chest and hooks one arm around my neck, rocking her hips over me. “I love being knocked up with your baby. It makes me feel so fucking sexy. You make me feel sexy.”
I spread my knees wider, and it parts her thighs, too, giving us both a perfect view of where we’re joined, how deep my cock is nestled inside my girl.
“Take a look for yourself, Ves, at how well I fuck your body.” I point at the mirror, and she watches me move inside her, hot arousal leaking down my balls.
“When I’m finished fucking your brains out,” I whisper into her ear, “I’m going to pull your bed into the center of your room, and then I’m going to make love to you slowly because I know how shit you’ve been feeling, and this body deserves to be worshipped.
When my woman is with me, she has nothing to be afraid of. ”
Another thrust of her hips, and she comes—hard.
“Do you want to find out the gender?” I ask, determined not to blow too soon. I want to savor this round with her for as long as possible.
Head on my shoulder, she gazes up at me with lust-drunk eyes. “No. I want it to be a surprise. It feels like life is full of spoilers these days.”
My attention moves back to the mirror, and I bring my fingers to her pussy, pushing one inside to join my cock. “You got it. After all, we’re good at keeping secrets, aren’t we?”
Vesper sucks in a sharp breath and moans into my mouth when I kiss her, pulling out my finger and using her release to massage her right nipple.
“I can’t wait to feed from these.”
At first, I’m not sure how she’ll react to my admission. I’ve been thinking about the day Vesper’s milk comes in for a while, and each time, the thought of suckling gets me hard as a fucking rock.
Her full lips tip into a devilish smile. “Do you want to drink from me, Daddy?”
My balls tighten, and pressure builds at the base of my spine.
I was already so close to coming, and then she goes and calls me Daddy …
“Fuuuck …” I grit out as a powerful orgasm rocks through me. “Call me Daddy again.”
Vesper reaches down, scooping some of my leaking cum onto her finger and pushing it back inside her pussy.
We lock eyes in the mirror, and now I’m certain that, one day, this woman will be my wife. Only my soulmate is capable of evoking a love this intense.
“Have you finished coming now, Daddy?” She massages my balls in her palm. “Because I don’t want to waste a single drop.”