“I don’t know,” I began, as he reached for my clit, rubbing circles into the nubbin until I began to tremble.
“Look at those thighs shaking. Tell me I’m not perfect for you. That I don’t fuck this pussy good.”
Oh, his dirty talk.
“You do.”
“That’s not quite right, babe,” he teased.
“I will, Crypt.”
He pulled out, spun me around, and wrapped my legs around his waist. His cock teased my opening, but he didn’t push inside. “Say it again.”
“I’ll marry you, ahhhhh,” I cried out as he slammed home, nearly blinding me with the lights that exploded behind my eyes. He held onto my hips, moving me up and down on his cock as I moaned and said his name. Lost to the pleasure overtaking my brain, I had no idea what else tumbled from my lips as I came.
Crypt kept up his relentless thrusts until he filled me, grunting as he pumped his hips a few more times. His ragged breath filled my ear as he held me. We both panted as our breathing returned to normal.
He finally withdrew and brought me under the water, quickly washing both of us since it had grown cooler. I smiled as he washed between my legs and then shut off the water, wrapping me in a big towel as we stepped from the tub.
I could get used to being spoiled like this every day for the rest of my life. “I’m a little sleepy,” I admitted.
“Me too. Think Hannibal will keep Rylee a little longer?”
My father had her over the weekend. Spoiling Rylee was his favorite thing to do other than riding his Harley. “I’m sure he will.”
“Good.”
Crypt carried me to the bed and then pulled the towel off. He lowered to his knees in front of me and spread my legs wide. For a second, I thought he was ready to go again. Instead, he sniffed, then pressed his ear to my lower abdomen.
His arms wrapped around me and hugged me tight. “You’re pregnant.”
“I know.”
“For how long?”
“A few days. I need to take a test to confirm it.”
He lifted his head. “I’m so fucking lucky. You’re going to give me two babies now.”
Two, not one. Because he loved Rylee like his own child.
“Thank you for loving her too.” I almost choked on the last word as tears filled my eyes. “She needs a father.”
“And she’s got one. And a grandpa who spoils her. Rylee is going to have all the love she could ever need.”
“That means more to me than I could ever try to explain.”
“I know, Rachel. Come on, babe. You need rest.”
“I am growing another human.”
He lifted me, placing me higher on the bed before climbing in beside me and covering us with a blanket.
We both fell asleep within seconds.
“MAMA!”
Rylee ran into the kitchen where I was baking cookies and tackled me, almost knocking us both to the ground.
