Page 71 of The Virgin's Baby
Moving a little faster, he nipped my neck playfully. “I’m gonna fill you up, little momma.”
“Do it,” I whimpered as he began moving faster, pounding me. “Fill me up, babe.”
Moving his hands down my arms, he took my hands then brought them up, holding them down on the bed as he lifted the top half of his body up off me. Lust filled his eyes as he stared into mine. “Tell me what I want to hear.”
I could barely breathe as he moved his body in ways that had me not thinking clearly, but I told him what I inherently knew he wanted to hear, “I love you. I want you. I want to have your baby, Ransom Whitaker.”
His lips pulled up into a crooked smile. “Yeah, you do.” He pushed harder and harder.
The wave began inside of me, and I arched up to him as I wrapped my legs around him. My vagina clutched all around his massive cock as I came all over it. “Ransom!”
He moved faster and faster as he looked at me. “Keep your eyes on mine, baby. I want to see into your soul when I burst into you.”
Holding his shoulders to steady myself, I kept my eyes open until he let out a yell that would’ve woken the dead. Heat filled me up, and I just knew that this was it. He and I were pregnant.
Ransom
Lubbock, Texas – February 12th
The triplets fourth birthday party was in full swing. Other little kids ran all over the place while their parents sat back, letting the bevy of nannies handle their offspring.
Aspen and I seemed to be the only parents in the wealthy set of our friends to not have a nanny raising our children. She chased after Elijah, I held Arian’s hand while she walked on a balance beam, and Grandad tossed a softball to his namesake, Lucius. The theme of the birthday party was an odd one since the kids had such mixed interests. All About Sports was the thing the kids had come up with when we asked them what kind of party they wanted this year.
Arian had been in tumbling and gymnastics for the last year. She thought herself a pro already. Lucius wanted to be a famous baseball player. And Elijah wanted to be the fastest runner in the entire world. He even went to so far as to give himself the nickname, Flash.
The other kids at the birthday extravaganza had fun jumping in the bouncy house and running amok in the indoor play area that we’d rented for the day.
On one side there were trampolines, and Arian eyed them. “Do you think we can do the tramps next, Daddy?”
I had to admit that after an hour of letting her do whatever she wanted, I was getting tired. But I would never admit that to her. Not on her birthday anyway. “Sure, honey. Let’s go.”
Meeting Aspen at the edge of the trampolines, I gave her a stern look as she started to walk onto them. She caught me and smiled. “What?”
“You’re not getting on those things.” I let our daughter lead me onto the bouncy surface. “I’ll jump with the little monsters. You sit this one out.”
Grandad followed Lucius, letting him come jump with the other kids and me. “Take this guy too. He wants to jump.” He took Aspen by the hand. “Come on, little momma, let’s get a drink and some birthday cake while big daddy handles the rug-rats.”
Aspen and I had made a pact early on in the baby-making thing. I’d started asking her right away if she was preggo yet, and she’d gotten tired of that really quickly. She told me that she wasn’t going to say a word to me about anything until three months had passed.
And the last couple months had been remarkable.
Sex every night, every morning, and sometimes even in the middle of the night. I’d never been more relaxed, and I told her we should just keep things up the way we’d been doing even once she got pregnant.
Of course, she only laughed at me, thinking I was kidding.
I wasn’t kidding though. I really had never felt better in my life. And I didn’t want that to end. I knew it would have to once the new baby came. But only for about six weeks, then we could get right back to insanely great sex again.
Watching my grandfather with my wife never failed to make my heart beat a little bit faster. She brought out a part of him that I’d never seen. And our kids brought even more things out of him that I’d never seen.
The man was a fool over them all. We hadn’t told him a thing about trying for another baby. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when we told him there would soon be a new baby for him to spoil rotten.
Things had gone just the way I’d hoped they would with him. He’d gotten better and better with each passing day once the babies were born. Grandad even moved to our wing when they were infants to help rock them when they were fussy.
I had to admit that he’d been such a help with the babies. Without him, we would’ve had to hire a nanny to help us. Those babies weren’t easy.
Maybe it was because we’d been first-time parents. Perhaps it was because there were three of them. None of us were sure, but we knew they were a handful and then some.
It was kind of strange to me that Aspen wanted to do that again. But then I figured she must think we would only have one little bundle of joy this time around.
