Page 27 of Deceit & Destruction

“What the hell is that?”

“It’s like a list of things you’d like for the baby. You usually make one if you’re having a baby shower.” She shakes her head. “I told her it was silly, but she insisted.” She worries her lower lip between her teeth, then turns to me. “Mike, I’m worried. What if Blackthorne tries to take her from me?”

“Hey,” I say, resting my hand on her thigh. I give it a firm squeeze. “Blackthorne doesn’t want her. He made that much clear.”

What he wants is to get rid of Cassie and I’ll die before I let that motherfucker harm one strand of copper hair on her pretty little head.

She tears her gaze away from me and lays both hands on top of her belly.

“Maybe I should transfer schools.”

My chest tightens at the suggestion.

“If I’m not here, then I’m no longer a threat to him or the Society. I won’t have to live life looking over my shoulder, wondering if my daughter is at risk.”

I suppose that’s a possibility, but I think if Blackthorne is truly worried about Cassie exposing him, then he’ll find her one way or another.

“I don’t think running is the answer.”

If she runs, I can’t protect her.

She glances back at me.

“Then what is the answer?”

“Blackthorne doesn’t want that baby, but I do, and I want her mom too. You stay here with me, and we fight. Coach Riley thinks I still have a chance at going pro. If that’s true, I can give you guys a great life. I’ll be a good dad to her. I mean, my dad was a piece of shit so I don’t really have much to go on, but my mom—she’s amazing. She did the work of a mother and a father and if there’s a little bit of her in me, then I’ll be the best damn dad there ever was. All you gotta do is trust me and give me a chance. I’ll make sure Blackthorne never comes never near you or her.”

Cassie doesn’t answer with words and suddenly I find her on my lap. Her hands fly to my cheeks and her mouth---that sweet, sweet, mouth—crashes against mine. It’s frantic and sexy as fuck. Her lips part in invitation and I slide in. My good hand snakes around and cups her perfectly round ass and pull her as close as I can.

When we break apart, we’re both gasping for air. There’s a wild look in her eyes and if I had to guess it matches mine. More than anything, I want to peel her clothes off her body, but working with one hand that proves to be a challenge.

“Take your shirt off,” I growl. “Let me see you.”

She doesn’t hesitate, lifting her shirt over her head in a flash. I don’t know where to look first. Her swollen belly calls to me, but her swollen breasts do too. In the end, I lay my hand on her stomach and bend my head, spreading open mouth kisses over the mounds that threaten to fall out of her bra. She reaches behind her and works the clasp. A second later her bra is on the floor and my mouth closes around her nipple.

Sucking.

Flicking.

Lapping.

My teeth graze the tiny bud, and she starts to rock against my erection. Suddenly there is just too much clothes between us. Cassie realizes it too and she helps me discard the rest of my clothes, leaving me completely naked. Her eyes shoot to my cock, and she licks her lips. Then, she scrambles off my lap and removes her leggings. My finger hooks under the waistband of her thong and I pull her back to me.

“Straddle me,” I growl, my hand moving between her legs. I pull the scrap of cotton away from her drenched pussy and slide a finger deep inside. Her hands move to my shoulders, and she throws her head back, sinking down on my finger.

What a sight she is.

I lean forward, capturing her other nipple between my teeth. My cock aches something fierce. If I wasn’t so desperate to get inside, I’d take the time to run my tongue over every freckle that marks her body.

Pulling my finger out, I wrap my hand around my cock, guiding the head to her glistening pussy. She pushes up on her knees and positions herself over me. Then, I grab one hip and wrap my casted arm around her waist as I pull her down onto my cock. She gasps as I invade her body but once she gets used to feel of me, she goes wild.

Her hips buck and I’m not the one in charge anymore.

My little Ginger is hungry for my cock, and she shows no mercy, riding me like her fucking life depends on it.

Her big tits bounce in my face.

Her nails scrape along my chest.

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