Page 83 of Interference
Pulling out, my cock starts to harden as I see the white liquid spilling from her. Quickly, I scoop it up and push it back inside of her.
Yeah, I think a new kink has been unlocked for me. We won’t be able to get pregnant again anytime soon, but this won’t be our only kid.
Not if I have anything to say about it.
twenty-one
“You know what I realized?” Brett whispers.
“Hmm?”
“I’ve never taken you on a date.”
“We haven’t, have we?”
“Will you go out with me?” he asks hesitantly.
“Yes. Can we go to sleep now?” I murmur as my eyes fall closed once again.
The scene from the other night, right after we made love, plays through my head.
God, could I have been any more cringe-worthy?
Can we go to sleep now?
It wasn’t my smoothest moment ever.
In true Brett fashion, though, he didn’t hold it against me. All he did was make sure the next morning that I still wanted to go out.
Stepping back, I turn to the side and stare at myself in the mirror.
My hair is longer and hangs around my shoulders. Instead of curling it, though, I ran a straightener through it, fixing all the imperfect spots. I have on a fitted dress that hits right above the knees, that’s a light blue and almost matches my eyes. What really gets my attention, though, is my stomach.
My little growing bump.
It feels as if I’ve popped overnight.
I run my hand over my bump and smile.
My baby is growing in there. I’m officially halfway through my pregnancy, or as close to halfway as I can get. On one hand it feels like I’ve been pregnant forever, and on the other hand, it feels like I just found out yesterday.
Life is fucking crazy.
There is a knock at the door, so I step away from the mirror.
This is it.
My heart races with anticipation.
Brett and I have done a lot of things since we’ve known each other, but this is new.
This is a first.
Grabbing my things, I leave my room and head to the door. When I see Ashley, though, I freeze.
She looks over at me and sneers. “I would appreciate it if you kept your visitors to a minimum. Some of us are actually trying to achieve things around here.”
“Fuck off,” I mutter.
