Chapter 15
Chapter Fifteen
Icalled Lu from the plane. I didn’t like how alert she sounded. I scowled into the phone. “Hōkūpa?a, why are you awake?”
“Because you’re not here beside me.”
“Hang on, baby.” I turned to Tangaloa next to me. Capone’s plane had lush leather seats, and a fucking wet bar. Honestly, the only thing it was missing in my opinion was a stripper pole. “Give me your phone. I want to video with Lu.”
Tangaloa started to pull his phone out of his pocket and then paused. “Wait, are you going to have phone sex with her?”
“Probably,” I answered honestly.
Tangaloa grumbled and slapped his phone down into my open palm. “I’m telling Neo to give you my old phone. I want the new one.” He got up and moved to sit by Tommy. “Don’t get cum all over it!”
Into my phone, I said, “Lu, I’m going to call you back from Tangaloa’s phone.” Before she could say anything, I hung up my ridiculous phone and typed in Tangaloa’s passcode. Fucker used his birthday, and Neo made fun of me?
She answered right away. It was fucking amazing to see her face. She looked tired, with purplish bags under her eyes.
I frowned. “How’re you feeling? Bacon says you’ve been throwing up a lot.”
Lu glared into the screen. “Bacon needs to mind his own damn business. Pregnant women throw up! According to the books, it’s normal and not an excessive amount. It should stop in a few weeks.”
“I sent you ginger gummies. You need to be taking them.” Technically, Tangaloa sent them, because my dumbass phone didn’t have internet capabilities, but that was beside the point.
The view on the camera changed to show me the nightstand in our bedroom at Bacon’s house. Beside the lamp were the ginger gummies, a glass of water, an empty plastic bucket, paper towels, and an open can of sardines.
When she flipped the view back around, she gave me a look that told me I was being bossy. Tough shit. She was my wahine and carrying my baby. “I’ve been taking them as needed. I’ve also been taking my prenatal vitamins, my boobs hurt, and I have been extremely gassy.”
“Oh, is that what we’ve been smelling?” came from over my shoulder. I turned to see one of the twins leaning around my headrest.
The other twin leaned over the other side. “Out of curiosity, which end has been the gassiest?”
“Enough!” I shouted. “Lolos, the both of you. Go away. This is a private conversation.”
They laughed. “We’re on an enclosed plane. Where would you like us to go?”
“Somewhere that involves a parachute,” I snapped over my shoulder. The only reason I wasn’t getting violent with them was because Lu was trying her damnedest not to laugh at their antics.
“Bye, Lu!” the one on my right said with a wave. I could see him behind me in the little square of myself on the screen.
The other’s head popped up just over my headrest. “Bye, Lu!”
“Bye, boys!” Lu claimed she could tell them apart sometimes, but I thought she was full of shit. She always referred to them as ‘boys’ or ‘the twins’. Like the rest of us, she had a fifty-fifty chance of being right.
“If those fuckers weren’t so useful, they’d be downright annoying,” I growled.
Lu laughed. “I think they’re adorable.”
Suddenly both twins were back over my headrest. “We love you too, Lu!” they professed in unison. It was fucking freaky how they did that.
I aimed my fist over the headrest and connected with one of them. “Ow!”
“You do not tell my wahine you love her!” I shouted at them.
I was getting ready to stand up and kick both their asses when Lu shouted into the phone, “Aloiki! They were joking! They meant a platonic love!”
“I don’t care,” I told her. “No one but me gets to say those words to you.”
“That’s still no reason to punch them!” Lu argued, a frown on her face.
“You need to learn how to play better with others. This is why you got hurt last week! You didn’t wait for your club to come and help you, and you got hurt!
You could have died or worse!” Tears started flowing down her cheeks and she made this adorable little sniffle.
I fucking hated that I was thousands of miles away from her right then.
“You need to…” She wiped her nose on the back of her hand.
“You need to apologize. You’re family now and you shouldn’t treat family like that! ”
Something twisted inside my chest at the sight of her tears. I literally would have said anything to make them go away right then. “Hey, Thing One, Thing Two, I’m sorry to whichever one I punched.”
“You hit me!” they both said, which was just confusing.
Like the flick of a switch, her tears stopped. Lu, though, chuckled. “Good boy,” she said to me. “I’m proud of you.”
“Good boys get to see titties,” I encouraged, eagerly.
Lu gave me a mock scowl, but then put the phone down to remove her nightshirt. I licked my lips at the sight of her breasts. They were already starting to look bigger, which I was enjoying the hell out of.
She wiped her face on her pillow to get rid of the tear tracks. “I’m all snotty now.” She crinkled her nose in a way that she likely thought made her look funny, but I adored more than I could describe.
“I like you snotty,” I said, leaning back in my seat.
I brought the phone down so she had a full view of my bare chest. “Especially when those pretty little lips are wrapped around my cock. You like it when I grip your hair and fuck your throat like it’s your pussy.
Make you gag and know that I’m in charge of when you breathe.
I love watching my dick disappear down your throat.
Love even more when you try to speak later and your voice is raspy, and I know it’s from me fucking your throat raw. ”
Lu rolled onto her back, her thick black hair splayed out on the pillow beneath her head.
She held the phone up with one hand and started to grip her left tit with the other.
She bit her lower lip as she listened to my words, and I fucking hated that her teeth weren’t biting into my skin right now.
I needed to find a new place for her to bite or scratch.
I was itching for a new tattoo. I still hadn’t inquired about getting her name on my dick, but mostly because I knew it would put my dick out of commission for a while.
“Are you naked?”
She nodded. “I was only wearing that shirt.”
I unbuttoned my pants and lowered the zipper one-handed. “Let me see.”
Lu slowly brought her phone down her body. From her tits to her flat navel that housed my baby to her bare pussy that was glistening in the low lighting of the bedside lamp she had on.
“Touch yourself,” I ordered, pulling my cock out. I wasn’t fully erect, but just the sight of her naked had me at half-mast. Being away from her like this was the longest I’d gone without sex since I lost my virginity at thirteen. “Open up those pretty pussy lips and let me see you.”
She shifted the camera. “I’m really missing that mirror above your bed right about now.”
“Our bed,” I growled the correction. “And we’ll get another one.”
In addition to our search for Nishi, I’d been dealing with the insurance claim for my house.
Lu had tried to help, but since she wasn’t on the policy, they wouldn’t speak with her.
Fucking insurance. I tried to convince her it was another reason she should have married me already, but she had this ridiculous notion that being able to handle insurance claims on my behalf wasn’t a good reason to get married.
Lu switched which hand was holding her phone up. She hooked her knee over her arm to get a better angle of her lower body as she used her right hand to separate the lips of her labia. Her pretty pink folds were moist, and damn if my stomach didn’t growl at the sight of my favorite meal.
Since she was one-handed, she spread herself using her pointer and ring fingers, then used her middle finger to play with her clit. I licked my palm before sliding my hand up and down the length of my dick. By Kū, she was fucking incredible.
“Were you able to salvage any dildos from the house?” Bacon and the others had been helping Lu go through the house to see what could be saved. So far, it wasn’t much.
“No.” The phone shifted as she tipped the camera in the direction of her face. “But I bought a new one.”
“Have you now?” I raised an eyebrow. “You naughty minx. You know the rule.” Any new sex toys we got, we had to use together.
“It’s still in the package!” she defended. “I haven’t used it yet.”
“Good girl. Describe it for me.”
“It’s as close to you as I could find. About seven and a half inches, about your girth, and it has an optional suction cup attachment for the base.”
“Does it now?” The idea of adding it to our shower routine was promising. Make her fuck the wall while sucking me off, or I could put it in her ass while I shaved her pussy. Lu was flexible, and she liked light bondage too. The possibilities were endless.
I continued to stroke my dick, a slow and languid motion, not caring in the least that the others could hear and/or see both Lu and I from their seats.
“Tell me, if I was there right now, what would you want me to do to you?” She started to bring the phone all the way up to her face again, but I said, “No, keep the camera on your pussy. Tell me while you play with yourself.”
The view on Tangaloa’s screen traveled back down her abdomen until she resumed her position with the camera between her legs.
“Mmm,” she moaned, and I turned the volume up on Tangaloa’s phone. “If you were here right now, I’d demand a full-body massage.”
“Oh yeah?”
Her fingers dipped low, sliding into her entrance to dampen her fingers with some juices before returning her attention to her clit. “Mm-hm… But the happy ending kind of massage.”
“Only kind I know how to give,” I quipped. I spread my legs further, moving my hand down to grip my balls. They were sitting full and heavy. Ever since I’d seen that pregnancy test, my balls felt like they’d won a Gold Medal at the Olympics. “Would I start with your shoulders?”