“I have the test results, and it all looks good. But the pregnancy test is positive. Halo, you’re pregnant,” Slash hums, stone-faced.
My heart stops and starts beating faster.
“What the fuck! Are you sure,” Demon asks, pulling me closer to his side.
“Prez, I did the tests several times; it’s correct,” Slash says, looking at us.
“Well, hell! We’re having a baby,” Demon yells, pulling me into his arms.
I stare at him, and I’m so damn relieved that he’s okay. He told me that he didn’t want a baby until later, if ever.
Fuck!
“Are you happy,” I ask, raising my brow.
“Of fucking course, you’re my Old Lady, and it’s my baby,” Demon huffs, cupping my face.
“Excuse me, Prez,” Slash says.
“Yeah, I’ll talk to you later, and keep this to yourself,” Demon says, looking at him.
“Of fucking course,” Slash says, moving his head up and down.
Slash walks out of the room, and Demon kisses me softly. Then he kisses me with wild hunger. I melt into him, and all of my anger and resentment disappear.
“Baby, I love you, and I’m so happy that you’re pregnant,” Demon hums, kissing my neck.
“Are you sure? You said the other day that you didn’t want a baby,” I huff, pulling back to look at him.
I need to look into his eyes, they tell me everything I need to know. My heart swells, and my soul soars.
Yeah, he’s mine, my man.
“Baby, of fucking course I want our Baby. I just feel that it’s such a hard lifestyle,” Demon says, wrapping his hand around my neck.
It’s such a caveman, possessive move, but I love it. It’s about time he steps up and becomes my man.
“Oh hell, I’m so happy that you’re happy. I love you,” I say,
“Baby, come here, I want some,” Demon whispers, kissing me deeply.
His hands roam down my back, and he pulls up my sundress. I’m not wearing a bra, only my bikini. He pushes me back onto his bed and tears off my black bikini.
“Baby, you’re so beautiful,” Demon hums, falling to his knees.
He spreads my thighs and runs his fingers up my slit, spreading my pussy lips. He licks them and sucks my aching, swollen flesh.
“Yes, Baby, that feels so good,” I whimper, closing my legs and trapping his face.
I pull his face closer to my pussy, and raise my hips, rubbing against his mouth.
“Fuck, it feels so good,” I whimper.
He eats my pussy just like I love, making me come. He licks up all of my honey and slides his tongue inside, making me weak.
“I need you, like now,” I moan, grabbing my breasts.
No wonder my breasts have been sore, geeze.
