Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
“But I want you in my life,” he argues. “And that baby is a part of you…and me.”
“Yes, it will be.” I nod.
“So, I’ll probably love it more than you because it won’t talk smack to me.” He smiles like he’s won. He hasn’t.
I win.
It’s my favorite thing about us—he lets me win.
The guys stand and walk over to me.
“We hate kids. And I hated these two as kids even more,” Zuko says, motioning to his brothers. “It could be twins, you know.”
Oh fuck! I didn’t even think of that.
Zuko smiles when he sees the sheer terror on my face. “I’ll like this kid, but don’t have any more.” He nods and walks out.
Kenzo grins widely at me before following Zuko.
“Breathe,” Kyson reminds me.
“Twins,” I say through a staggered breath.
Fuck. How did that not occur to me?
“I don’t want my vagina to be stretched that much by two kids.”
“Our mother had a C-section. We came early,” he informs me. “She was on crack too, so that could have been part of the reason.” He shrugs, making my eyes bulge at his words. “What? I never said she was a good mother… Look how we all turned out.”
“Yeah, fucked-up.”
“Hey, at least we don’t beat and control our women.”
“No, you just push them in rivers.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, I will never live that down.”
I give him an eye roll.
“Only when they talk back.” He licks his lips. “Now, should we try for another baby?” Kyson steps real close and presses himself against me and I lay my hand on his chest.
“You know you can’t impregnate me again when I’m already pregnant,” I tell him, leaning in close to his lips. “I want dirty public sex,” I whisper. He pulls back and grabs my hand, tugging me toward the door, and I giggle as I follow him. When we get to the street, he slips off his jacket and wraps it around me before he pulls me close.
“It’s late. Where are we going?” I ask.
“The theme park is still open. That’s where we’re going.”
“I’m pregnant. No rides,” I remind him.
“You can ride this ride, trust me.” And I have a feeling he’s talking about him.
It doesn’t take long until we get out of the car at the theme park. He strides up to the ticket counter, and the attendant lets him know the park closes in an hour. Kyson nods and pulls me through the gate. The place is crowded. Families and couples are everywhere as they wait for the fireworks. He tugs me along until we get to where the fireworks display is to start, where he finds a spot along the fence between a few families. He leans against the fence and pulls me into him.
His hands slide under my coat as he rests his head on my shoulder. “How dirty we talking?” he whispers.
Maybe I let the words slip out a little too fast earlier. He can’t be serious about this.
His hand under my coat finds my skirt and slips beneath it. I gasp as he touches my clit—I’m super sensitive there.
“Shhh, love, the man next to us turned this way for a moment.” I open my eyes like I’m not being touched intimately in public, and he isn’t about to make me come as his fingers slide up and down my pussy, then tease my opening.
He slips a finger inside, and I try to compose myself, I really do, but he shushes me again, so I must have spoken or made a noise without realizing. The fireworks start, and before I know it, everything is loud, everyone is looking up, and I turn around to face him. I place my arms around his neck, and he lifts me, the jacket covering my ass from hanging out, and I pretend to look at the fireworks to the side as I whisper in his ear, “Fuck me, Kyson.”
“You don’t have to ask me twice.” He holds me without any effort with one hand and slides his other between us. My underwear is already to the side, so when I feel his cock at my entrance, I take him in.
Everyone is standing and clapping as the last of the fireworks finish. I clap too, behind his head, pretending I’m also happy about the fireworks, when in reality, I’m wondering if anyone knows that his cock is currently deep inside of me. I bounce and scream, “Wahoo!” throwing my head back at the fireworks as he chuckles in my ear.
“Security is coming,” he whispers.
“Oh my God, get out of me,” I whisper-shriek.
He pulls out, lowers me gently to my feet, then tucks himself back in. He makes sure my skirt is in place before he turns and leads me in the opposite direction from, I’m guessing, where the security was approaching. Kyson starts to walk faster, and I have to jog to keep up. He veers off behind the restrooms, and before I can even think, he spins me around, grabs my hands, and places them on the wall.