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“So poetic.” I fight back tears at his words. Carson and I never got to this point in our relationship. Sure, we talked about having kids one day, about the fact that we both wanted a family, but we never expressed desires like this. “Is that why you said you weren’t worried about it on the boat after we didn’t use protection?”
“Yes. I knew even then what I wanted with you. I knew you were going to be mine.”
“Presumptuous much?” I laugh.
“Not at all. I saw the way you looked at me, the way your body responded to me. You wanted me to take you, to control you… And now, I want to ravish you. I want to worship every inch of you.” His hands trail down my thighs as he sits back, pushing my legs apart. “I want to devour your delicious pussy until you’re dripping off my tongue.” He doesn’t hesitate, leaning in to drag his tongue up my slit as his shoulders press my knees wide.
Within minutes I’m coming undone on his tongue and he’s sliding himself inside me. It’s not rushed or frantic. It’s slow and deep, his eyes on mine as he reminds me that I’m his. When we find our release together, he’s still on top of me, kissing my lips sweetly.
“Now, I’m going to flip you over and defile you.” He grips my chin gently, my eyes locked on his. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, so deep that you’re not going to be able to sit down for a week as punishment for leaving me. Every time you move or breathe, I want you reminded that my cock is the only cock that will ever be inside you again. I’m the only person who will ever bring you pleasure again. I want you screaming my name so loud that every time you hear it after this, your body will ache for me.”
Chapter 22
Weston
“Daddy?”
I crack my eyes open, the sound of Daisy’s little footsteps coming down the hallway toward my bedroom.
“Shit! Shit! Shit!” Daphne scrambles awake, trying to slide off the bed before Daisy enters but I grab her arms.
“Hey, hey, where do you think you’re going?”
“I don’t think that telling her we’re seeing each other by having her walk in with me in your bed is a great idea.” She tries to wriggle away again but I stop her.
“Seeing each other?” I reach for my shirt and hand it to her so she feels more comfortable. “We aren’t seeing each other, Daphne. We’re together as in getting married as in I very well could have put a baby inside you last night.”
“I don’t think it happens that quickly but?—”
“I’m serious, let me handle it. It will be fine.”
The door slowly cracks open as Daisy trudges into the room. She drops her rainbow unicorn stuffed animal and bends down to pick it up before crawling into bed with us, completely oblivious. I pick her up and swing her around so she’s facing only me.
“Morning, Daddy.” She yawns, stretching her arms overhead. “I don’t want go to school today.”
I glance over at Daphne who is almost covered by the sheet, just the top of her head and eyes poking out.
“Is it because you still miss Miss Flowers?” She nods her head, rubbing her eyes as she starts to pout. Daphne pokes her head out from under the sheet a little farther. “What if I told you she was back and she’s going to be your teacher again?”
“She is?” Her demeanor changes in an instant. “Really, Daddy?”
“What if I told you that you could see her right now if you wanted to?”
“Huh?” She looks at me confused and I point behind her. She turns around, finally seeing Daphne. “Miss Flowers!” she shouts, launching herself into her arms. “What are you doing in Daddy’s bed?” she asks and Daphne’s face goes bright red.
“Well, sweetie.” She brushes her hair away, glancing at me, then back to Daisy. “I love your daddy very much and I love you very much too.”
“Wait”—she points to Daphne, then me—“are you going to be my new mom?”
“What would you say about that if she was?” I’m playing it cool, but my heart feels like it’s about to beat out of my chest.
“I would say duh!” She gestures, her unicorn bobbing in her hand with the movement. “You liked her for a long time, Dad. I know that.”
“You see that?” I laugh at Daphne. “Already giving me attitude at six years old.” I grab Daisy, pulling her into my arms to tickle her, making her giggle. “Daisy, are you sure you’re okay with Daddy and Miss Flowers loving each other?”
“Yes.” She smiles.
“That means she’s going to live with us and that someday, you will have a little brother or sister or both.”
