Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 45548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45548 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
I smacked her hip playfully before rolling away from her. My cock hit her ass with a wet plop and left a trail of cock spit and cunt juice across her ass. “Let’s go try out the new tub.” She flopped over on the bed and gave me pouty lips, which of course I had to lean over to nibble on.
“I can’t I can’t feel my legs, you’ll have to carry me.” She held up her arms like a kid making me grin. It was on the tip of my tongue to ask her who the hell was gonna carry me since her pussy had worn me out, but I couldn’t punk out like that.
In the bathroom I ran us a bath and she came by just to ass some sweet smelling shit that would’ve gotten me laughed out of the corps. I growled at her playfully before nabbing her, which was easy because she was laughing like a lunatic.
The sound was beautiful, and it stopped me in my tracks. I don’t think I’d ever heard her laugh like that before. I might have heard her giggle or even snicker once or twice, but this was the first genuine laugh.
“You should do that more often.” She sobered and looked at me.
“What?”
“Laugh.”
“Okay.” And with that she covered my chest with the bubbles that had formed while we were fucking around.
I dumped her in the tub and climbed in behind her making her laugh even harder as I drew her back against my chest. We sat in the hot water in silence until I remembered I wanted to ask her about the call.
“What did he want?”
“I never got to find out. That was mean Todd, he sounded miserable.”
“He’d be more miserable with my foot up his ass. if he keeps calling you we’re changing your number, no excuses.” If I’d been thinking I would’ve left those eyes and ears on his weird ass to keep tabs on him. Too late now though, I’ll just have to stay vigilant in case he lost his damn mind.
“How long do you have to wait for one of those pregnancy test thing?” I was pouring water over her tummy with my hand. She stilled and then relaxed. “A week I think. You know you can’t really tell if you’ve made me pregnant right. That’s just a myth.”
“We’ll see. We’ll pick one up tomorrow.”
I maneuvered her over my lap and sat her down on my cock to keep her from arguing me to death. That shut her up for the time being and all that could be heard was the sloshing of water against the side of the tub and our harsh breathing.
Epilogue
‘Todd come and see.” I rolled my eyes and dropped the hammer I was using to pound the last nail into the chest I was making for the nursery. “What is it now?” I wiped my hands and followed her from the little work shed into the house.
Our house had been finished just a few weeks ago, just in time for the baby. She grabbed my hand and pulled me along behind her, which was the usual these days. She was always dragging my ass off somewhere.
She led me up the stairs to the room next to ours. There were bags all over the place since she’d just come from shopping with her mother and mine. The damn room looked like a full case of Pepto Bismol exploded all over the walls. Pink everywhere.
She picked up this little thing she once told me was called a onesie and held it up to me. It said daddy’s little princess. I wasn’t falling for that shit again. Before we knew what the kid was gonna be, I’d made the mistake of telling her my kid wasn’t gonna be no princess. Boy or girl I was teaching this kid every fuck I know about surviving in the world.
That started a debate on the differences between girls babies and boys. In one ear and out the other. When I didn’t give into her asshattery, she called in reinforcements, her mom and mine. And proceeded to have a feminist movement at my damn kitchen table.
Those two old women left here pissed as fuck and she didn’t speak to me for hours, until I took her down and fucked the stubborn out of her. I took the little scrap of material from her and the shit barely covered my hand.
“She can’t be that small baby. Nothing is that small. Unless you bought it for one the dolls. She already had half a toy store in here; kid’s gonna be spoiled shitless. She nodded her head and assured me that yes, babies are really that tiny.
I looked down at what I held in my hand and felt a cold chill, followed by the shakes. After months of playing with her tummy and feeling my kid rolling around in there, it was this that brought shit home for me