Page 21 of Tight End
With my baby.
My lips parted, but nothing came out.
Marissa’s eyes searched my face. “Say something. Please.”
Suddenly, something inside me detonated. A burst of light so bright it could have lit up the city. Happiness like I’d never experienced swept through me. A grin broke across my face so fast and wide it made her blink in surprise. I moved off the table and slid onto the couch beside her, then tugged her onto my lap so she straddled me.
Her breath caught as I settled her there. Both hands gripped her waist, then slid up to rest on her belly. I looked up at her, still grinning like a fool.
Holy fuck.
There was a baby in there. My baby.
“There’s definitely no going back now.” My voice was low and rough. “You’re mine.”
She stared at me like she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “You’re not mad?”
“Mad?” I huffed out a breath. “Why the fuck would I be mad?”
Her mouth twisted. “Because of what people will say. We’re not even officially dating. They’re going to think I trapped you. Or that I’m after your money?—”
I cut her off. “First, people can say whatever the fuck they want. I don’t care. What matters is that you’re mine. You know that. I know that. That’s enough.”
“You’re sure?”
I narrowed my eyes. “I was never going to let you go, Marissa.”
Her eyes shimmered, and her lips curved into a small smile as hope bloomed behind her gaze.
“And second…” I shifted, stroking her hip. “I want you to know it never entered my mind that you got pregnant on purpose.” I smirked. “And for the record, you could argue I trappedyou.”
She frowned. “What?”
I leaned in, brushing my lips against her ear. “I realized I wasn’t wearing a condom. And I didn’t pull out. I probably should have. But I didn’t fucking want to.”
Her eyes flew wide. “You?—”
“Yeah. And you know what?” I licked the shell of her ear, my voice dropping. “Knowing I could put a baby in you made me come even harder.”
She stared at me like I had lost my mind.
“You have no idea how fucking hot it is to know I put my baby in that sexy little body.” I shifted my hips, letting her feel exactly how hard I was getting. Her ass rubbed against me, and I grunted. “Fuck, baby. I want to do it all over again.”
She arched a brow. “Is this what they call a breeding kink?”
I tossed my head back and laughed. “Nah. That’s just the caveman in me being proud I knocked you up.”
She rolled her eyes, but her cheeks flushed, and I crushed my mouth to hers. I kissed her like I’d been starving. My hands slid under her shirt and up her back, then around to cup her tits.
When I pulled back, I tugged it over her head and discarded it on the floor.
“I’m gonna show you what a real breeding kink is,” I growled.
I scooped her breasts out of her bra and stared like I was looking at buried treasure.
“Fuck, baby. These tits…” I cupped them, my thumbs brushing her nipples. She shivered, and I raised my brow. “They’re even more sensitive now, aren’t they?”
She bit her lip and nodded, her breath hitching as I flicked one nipple and leaned down to suck it into my mouth. She gasped and arched against me, her thighs tightening around my hips.
