Baby Daddies - Tara Brown Page 0,48
convincing needed. Her soft skin and the feel of her against me has me achingly hard. My fingers knead and squeeze her ass, lifting her as she pushes me onto my back and climbs on, undoing my pants and dragging them down.
She pulls off her underwear and lifts her dress.
“Condom,” I say and we both pause.
She tilts her head and scowls. “You worried about twins? Because, while I know nothing about babies, I can assure you that’s not how they’re made.”
“No smart-ass.” I sit up, holding her in my lap. “I know how babies are made. It’s just habit.” I grin. “And actually, now that we’re talking about this, I’m kind of excited to have condom-less sex for nine months.”
“Shhh.” She kisses me and positions herself again, easing herself slowly onto my cock. Our hands and mouths can’t get enough of each other, and before I realize it, we’re fucking savagely as if she isn’t in a delicate way.
My mind and body are conflicted. I want to be gentle and careful but she’s rocking my world. She orgasms, her lips pressed against mine as she moans into my mouth, whispering, “Fuck, fuck, oh fuck.”
It’s the end of my restraint. I grab her hips and thrust, pumping into her until I’m practically blind from the pleasure. She collapses on me, but I force her to stay still as I twitch into her. “Fuck,” I gasp, ignoring the slight cramp in my glutes from the workout.
She presses her face against my cheek and kisses messily. “See, I feel more awake now.” She pats my chest. “Thanks.” She climbs off and walks to the bathroom.
I’m not quite recovered when I hear the shower. I haven’t had bareback sex since I was fourteen.
It takes me a minute to get up and strip but when I reach the bathroom, my heart is hammered with what I see through the glass doors of the shower. Her tall, pale body and shocking red hair through the filter of watered glass is something from a gallery. She tilts her head back and her hair falls to her perfect ass.
She’s beautiful. And when she turns to the side, I imagine how it will be when the baby’s bigger. The oddest sensation comes over me. It’s possessive and has to be linked to our primal history, but I’ve never wanted to protect something more fiercely in my life. Not just because she’s my happiness or because she has my heart, but there’s something about that baby, my baby, being inside her body that changes me. It rewrites who I am. And instantly I understand what Matt meant. I can’t imagine making the mistakes our parents made.
When I step into the shower, fully aware of the love I feel for this girl and the little seed I put inside her, my heart is bursting with emotions I don’t know how to process.
She turns to me, scowling. “You’re stealing all the water. I didn’t want to tell you, but you’re too big to shower with.”
“Then it’s lucky we have this,” I say flatly as I turn the wall jets on and transform the shower into a water park.
“Ahhh, Lori!” she shouts and turns, trying to get away from the massagers.
I spin her so she’s under the water of the showerhead and I’m having a hydro massage on my back. “I’ll have another showerhead installed in all the showers.”
She laughs. “Or we could use the his and hers and you have to stay out of mine.”
“No.” I slide a hand around her back and pull her into me, pressing her soapy chest against mine, liking the way her body fits. “I like this just fine.”
“I see.” She smiles and sends me over the edge.
“You’re about to.” I can’t stop touching or kissing her, and as I’m seriously considering round two, Brady’s voice bellows into the room.
“Lori! Let’s go!”
“Fucking, Brady,” I mutter. “It’s like he knows.”
“Come on,” she says as she climbs out.
It takes no time at all to get downstairs to breakfast on the veranda. It’s how Sami pictured it. White linen tablecloths with everyone seated wearing soft-colored clothes. The table is covered in waffles, berries, sausages and bacon, and different kinds of eggs. There’s fruit and whipped cream and every breakfast food imaginable.
Nat and Brady are at the head of one of the tables, smitten, staring and blushing like schoolkids.
Sami has Eli who’s squirming to get down, which means Matt is somehow responsible for taking him to a blanket on the grass