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Authors: Glenna Maynard
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wonder? Her fingers leave a trail of fire dancing across my back.
“I’ve wanted to do that for some time, ever since I first laid eyes on it,” she whispers against my neck. I don’t know if it is because she doesn’t want to wake our son, or she didn’t mean to say it aloud. Her warm breath makes me shiver all the way to my motherfuckin’ toes. “It’s beautiful.” She states.
I turn around, shirt in hand facing her lust filled eyes. “Want to go with me to do something later today?” I want her with me when I add Colt’s name to the tree. I want to add Baby’s but I am not sure she is ready for that yet. But I’d do it in a heartbeat.
“What time, I have something I am supposed to do.”
I want to ask whom or what has her evenings occupied but I am trying to be mature about this. “Whenever we finish up today.” I lean in closer ready to devour her plump lips.
“If we get finished early enough. Fuck, did you fix my computer yet, I need to access the reports.”
“I have one of the potentials trying to recover the shit, Grant is a tech whiz.” Kid is smart, that is why I am trying to get Grim to patch him in and let me have him at the garage, he’d be a huge asset. We could do so much more on the customs with him onboard.
She chews on her lip. She has no clue what it does to me when I see her nibble on that delicate bottom lip of hers. “Well there isn’t much we can do then until he fixes it. How about we let Colt finish his nap then we can go do whatever it is you want.” She shrugs her shoulders indifferently.
“And in the meantime…” I snake my arm around her waist and pull her in close letting her feel what she does to me. She has me rock-hard roaring and ready to go. I push her up against the wall by the closet and kiss her deeply. Her tongue mingles with mine; slowly they introduce themselves like long lost friends being reacquainted. My cock strains against my jeans. I have to readjust my junk. Shit gets uncomfortable. She shakes her head and laughs.
“It’s not funny.” I lean back in claiming her mouth once more.
This nice side of Baby is making me fall even harder for her than I already had. Seeing her here in my place with our son is the most amazing feeling. I want to barricade the door and tell her she is never leaving but I know that would only push her away. Damn, I sound just as PUSSY WHIPPED as Rebel. Motherfucker has been all hearts and flowers since Rumor agreed to marry his dumbass.
Baby steadies her hand over my heart, looking at me with that fire in those honey whiskey eyes. “We need to talk. Not that I don’t want you in that way.” She rubs her hand down my chest stopping short of my zipper. “Damn, Striker you make me feel so many things but we need to take this slow. We have to do this right for him.” Her eyes travel over to our sleeping angel. His little hands are curled up in tiny fist. He is perfect.
I know she is right, but I cannot help wanting to feel her body pressed to mine as I make sweet love to her.
Baby
I double check on Colt before going to sit on the couch with Striker, I hope I am doing the right thing, it feels right but I just don’t know… I stayed up most of the night reading my mother’s diary, she did horrible things, but as a mother, I can understand why, even if I don’t agree with them. I don’t want to make her mistakes, but I have to make sure that I follow my heart without hurting Colt.
“Let me have it, I can tell by your fidgeting you’ve got shit to say.” Striker pulls me onto the couch, wrapping me in a bear hug. I try to shrug him off; if he isn’t going to take this seriously then there is no point. “Stop pushing me away, I just want to fucking hold you in my arms before you change your mind and walk away from me without looking back.” Is he just as scared as I am?
“You planning on fucking more skanky bitches snatch, tell me now.” I am still not thrilled about him having that dirty
“I’ve wanted to do that for some time, ever since I first laid eyes on it,” she whispers against my neck. I don’t know if it is because she doesn’t want to wake our son, or she didn’t mean to say it aloud. Her warm breath makes me shiver all the way to my motherfuckin’ toes. “It’s beautiful.” She states.
I turn around, shirt in hand facing her lust filled eyes. “Want to go with me to do something later today?” I want her with me when I add Colt’s name to the tree. I want to add Baby’s but I am not sure she is ready for that yet. But I’d do it in a heartbeat.
“What time, I have something I am supposed to do.”
I want to ask whom or what has her evenings occupied but I am trying to be mature about this. “Whenever we finish up today.” I lean in closer ready to devour her plump lips.
“If we get finished early enough. Fuck, did you fix my computer yet, I need to access the reports.”
“I have one of the potentials trying to recover the shit, Grant is a tech whiz.” Kid is smart, that is why I am trying to get Grim to patch him in and let me have him at the garage, he’d be a huge asset. We could do so much more on the customs with him onboard.
She chews on her lip. She has no clue what it does to me when I see her nibble on that delicate bottom lip of hers. “Well there isn’t much we can do then until he fixes it. How about we let Colt finish his nap then we can go do whatever it is you want.” She shrugs her shoulders indifferently.
“And in the meantime…” I snake my arm around her waist and pull her in close letting her feel what she does to me. She has me rock-hard roaring and ready to go. I push her up against the wall by the closet and kiss her deeply. Her tongue mingles with mine; slowly they introduce themselves like long lost friends being reacquainted. My cock strains against my jeans. I have to readjust my junk. Shit gets uncomfortable. She shakes her head and laughs.
“It’s not funny.” I lean back in claiming her mouth once more.
This nice side of Baby is making me fall even harder for her than I already had. Seeing her here in my place with our son is the most amazing feeling. I want to barricade the door and tell her she is never leaving but I know that would only push her away. Damn, I sound just as PUSSY WHIPPED as Rebel. Motherfucker has been all hearts and flowers since Rumor agreed to marry his dumbass.
Baby steadies her hand over my heart, looking at me with that fire in those honey whiskey eyes. “We need to talk. Not that I don’t want you in that way.” She rubs her hand down my chest stopping short of my zipper. “Damn, Striker you make me feel so many things but we need to take this slow. We have to do this right for him.” Her eyes travel over to our sleeping angel. His little hands are curled up in tiny fist. He is perfect.
I know she is right, but I cannot help wanting to feel her body pressed to mine as I make sweet love to her.
Baby
I double check on Colt before going to sit on the couch with Striker, I hope I am doing the right thing, it feels right but I just don’t know… I stayed up most of the night reading my mother’s diary, she did horrible things, but as a mother, I can understand why, even if I don’t agree with them. I don’t want to make her mistakes, but I have to make sure that I follow my heart without hurting Colt.
“Let me have it, I can tell by your fidgeting you’ve got shit to say.” Striker pulls me onto the couch, wrapping me in a bear hug. I try to shrug him off; if he isn’t going to take this seriously then there is no point. “Stop pushing me away, I just want to fucking hold you in my arms before you change your mind and walk away from me without looking back.” Is he just as scared as I am?
“You planning on fucking more skanky bitches snatch, tell me now.” I am still not thrilled about him having that dirty
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