Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 70630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 283(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
I’d spent nearly five grand, but it’d been worth every penny to know that Nico was alive.
It didn’t take the sting away, however.
Nico visited me nearly every night now.
I assumed he didn’t know that I knew he was alive, but Nico knew everything, so maybe he did.
I felt the covers pull down slowly from around my shoulders, and then a warm, hard, naked male body slipped underneath them.
Nico’s strong arms wrapped around me tightly, one going under my neck to cup my breast, and the other going around our child.
Nico’s child reacted the moment he felt his hand by kicking it with all the force that his six and a half month developed legs could muster.
I didn’t know if it was a boy or girl, yet. I only knew that it was ours, and that’s all I cared about.
“You really shouldn’t tell Hamburger all of my secrets,” Nico whispered into my hair.
I laughed a watery laugh and turned over in his arms.
My large belly was wedged between us, and I couldn’t get as close as I used to be able to, but it was nothing less than heavenly.
I hadn’t felt these particular arms in 152 long days, 3,648 hours, 218, 880 minutes.
And I would know the particular numbers, because I counted them. Religiously.
“Did you plant a bug on my dog?” I whispered into his neck.
He snorted. “It’s nothing different than what you did to the men on my team.”
I shrugged unapologetically. “They shouldn’t have kept that from me.”
He sighed. “I couldn’t tell you, baby. There’s someone still out there that I saw, and the Feds are pretty sure he’s the boss over this region. Until they catch him, I’m supposed to stay hidden so I can testify.”
A sob caught in my throat. “I miss you so much.”
His arms pulled me in tighter, and his leg hitched to push between my thighs.
“I know, baby. It wasn’t supposed to be this long, but the man’s gone underground. Just stay strong for me,” he whispered into my hair. “It won’t be much longer.”
I nodded against his head. “Just promise me one thing.”
“Anything,” he answered instantly.
“You’ll be there for the birth of our child,” I said quietly.
He didn’t say anything for a few long moments, but then he rolled until he was on top of me. Big fists planted in the bed on either side of my ear he said, “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
Then he kissed me…or tried to, but my belly stopped him about three quarters of the way, which caused him to laugh.
“This was easier the last time we did it,” he recalled.
I pinched him on the ass.
“The last time we did it, I was on top,” I teased.
He growled and rolled until I was straddling his hips.
His hard cock pressed against the lips of my sex, and his hands were on my hips.
My belly was resting on his, and all he could do was stare at the sight.
“God, I love you,” he said, finally looking up into my eyes.
I smiled and rocked forward, the head of his large cock lining up perfectly with my entrance.
It would’ve gone in, too, if I hadn’t been wearing panties.
Something he fixed moments later by ripping them from my body and throwing them to the floor.
I gasped, “Those were really expensive, Nico!”
He chuckled darkly. “They were ugly anyway.”
I shook my head. “They covered my belly, I don’t care if they were ugly.”
His hands ran up my sides, skimming his palms up until they came to a rest on the outside of my breasts.
His thumbs swept out, catching the edge of my nipple with the tops of his nails.
My entire body jerked in surprise at how good it felt. “Holy shit.”
He chuckled as his mouth moved to the other breast.
As he was doing that, he fumbled in between my legs and lined his cock head up again with the entrance of my pussy.
Then I slowly sank down, engulfing him in one smooth stroke.
We both groaned at the exquisite sensation.
“Mother fucker,” he gasped as I started to gyrate my hips.
My muscles were already pulsing.
I’d dreamed of this nearly every night.
And I’d not touched myself nor had an orgasm since he’d been gone.
Needless to say, it didn’t take long before I was slamming down on him.
My heavy breasts smacking against my big belly with each bounce as I rode his cock.
His hands went behind his head as he enjoyed the view, and I kept riding him.
And when my vaginal walls started to clamp down hard on his cock, his back arched in pleasure as he came with me. Both of us falling down, spiraling into the depths of our orgasms.
I went backwards instead of forward, falling between his splayed thighs.
I could feel his release as it poured out of my entrance and I, of course, had to say, “At least you can’t get me pregnant.”
He laughed roughly. “No, I guess I can’t.”
Our nights continued like that.
He’d arrive after eleven, and I’d make love to him, or he’d make love to me.
Then he’d be gone when I awoke the next morning.
It sucked, but it worked.
What was the hardest, though, was keeping this information from his family.
They were all grieving, just as much as me, and it was torture to keep it away from them.
Although it wasn’t perfect, I was happier than I’d been in months.
I should’ve known, though, that life didn’t always give you what you wanted.
It gave you what it did, and it was up to you to make the best of it.
Chapter 21
Don’t piss momma off, because when momma ain’t happy, you’re never going to forget it.
-Note to self
Nico
Day 231
“You’re fucking joking,” I said, shaking my head.
Agent Lawrence shook his head in response. “Not one single bit.”
“Where is he?” I asked.
Agent Lawrence opened up a file folder and slid it across my temporary kitchen table.
The place where I’d been residing, when I wasn’t working to find this dumb fuck, was not the nicest, by any means, but it was enough for now.
Everything was in shades of brown. I hated tan. I hated chocolate brown. I hated wood.