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“Fingers!” I begged senselessly.
Cash maneuvered a finger beneath his tongue, fucking me with that too. The rhythms were disjointed, but they maintained the pressure I needed as the tip of his tongue stroked against the hard ridges of my entrance.
That’s all it took. I came undone and, as promised, soaked his face with a gush of cream. His efforts suddenly doubled as he attempted not to let any drop go to waste. Clutching and gasping, I tried to tether myself to something so that when I floated away, I could return.
His intensity slowed until soft strokes brought me back to earth, and he kissed the inside of my thigh. When his face lifted from behind the hump, his beard glistened with my arousal, and I pulled him to me for a deep kiss. I moaned softly as his hips rolled against my sensitive, swollen flesh.
He grinned. “Do you like the taste of yourself, Sweetness? Imagine how it will taste when it’s both of us on your tongue.” He smirked devilishly, and I could see the dirty schemes flash in his eyes.
And honestly? I was excited. He hadn’t even fucked me yet and still brought me to the best orgasm of my life. Whatever he wanted to do to my body, whatever he wanted me to do to his … I was game.
“Shall I fuck you now?” A grin split his face, and disappointment flooded my system.
“I … can’t …” I admitted softly, but his face didn’t fall as I expected. “I’m totally jelly.”
He laughed and kissed me again. “That’s alright. You’re working overtime here. Growing our baby and all.” His hand swept over my belly again as my heart lurched at his words.
Our baby.
A sudden, surprising rush of emotion washed over me as my eyes filled with tears. His face fell, at least I think it did through the blurriness.
“Skye, is everything okay?” His confused and worried voice confirmed it.
“Yes, yes.” I forced a laugh as I wiped my eyes and smiled at him. “You said ‘our baby,’” I explained.
Though my vision was still not back to twenty-twenty, I saw his smile.
“Of course I did.” He flopped onto his side, draping an arm over my belly as he smoothed it slowly. “Maybe not mine biologically, but as far as this baby will ever have to know, I’m her daddy.” His eyes flicked to mine, “if that’s okay with you?”
A grin split my face as I bit my lip, trying not to look too excited. I didn’t want to scare him away with overexuberance. “Of course. That’s why I was so happy when you said it. I want nothing more than for her to be your little girl.”
“And she will be.” He kissed my nose, tightening his hold as he pulled me close against him. “But you’ll be my sweetness.” He smirked, “After all, I did promise to take care of you too.”
“And what do I call you?”
He thought about it for a moment before saying one word that sent a shiver right through me to my core.
“Sir.”
NINE
CASH
My lips are chapped. I’ve been licking them nonstop since yesterday afternoon, trying to collect the last remnants of Skye’s flavor on my skin. I was obsessed and needed another taste, but I had to go at her pace. After all, she was growing another human being, which couldn’t be easy on the system.
We had plans to go to the baby store and pick out some things considering we only had a month left before the baby would be here. It was hard to believe Skye had been in my life already for a month and a half. I knew I would make her mine from the moment I met her, and now I was finally doing it.
Here we were, picking out the things we needed for our baby’s nursery, walking through the store hand-in-hand like a proper couple. I had to call security ahead of time to close the place for an hour so we could go shopping without paparazzi or fans swarming us. I wanted to ease Skye into this lifestyle, not overwhelm her. She had enough on her plate without worrying about the fame of dating a rock star.
“Oh, my God! This is adorable!” I let go of her hand to pick up a little outfit. It was a tutu with fairy wings and a fabric crown. I could picture our baby dressed in it, and my heart swelled bigger than I ever thought possible. I glanced at Skye, and she was smirking at me. “What? Don’t you think it’s cute?”
She nodded. “Of course I do. It’s fucking adorable. I could vomit it’s so cute.”
I laughed. “Then what’s the problem?” I asked as I tossed it into our already overflowing cart.
“Nothing is the problem. I found it hilarious that you said, ‘Oh, my god. This is adorable!’” She said, lowering the tone of her voice, trying to mimic me.
The attempt was laughable, so a full-fledged belly laugh came out of me, and I shrugged. “What can I say? It’s real now, and the more real it feels, the more excited I am.”
