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I hold myself above her and keep fucking, the movement pushing her along the mattress. “I know you like this too.” I thrust harder and feel the excitement building in me too.
The sex since Mimi got pregnant has been insane. And by that, I mean the sex these last few days has beeninsane.Each has become more and more passionate anddeeper.
We change positions, and I’m on my side, driving up into her while rubbing her clit at the same time. We’re probably fucking a lot louder than we think. My cock is beginning to throb, and I can tell I’m getting close. She’s groaning and bucking her hips. She’s spasming and pushing herself against me harder than I’m hammering up into her. It’s so damn hot. She’s grabbing her tits and—
I go over the edge, and pleasure washes through me. My cock convulses and I unload into her. I bite down on the pillow to stop myself from calling out and keep pounding while Mimi tries to finish herself off too. She gets close, but not close enough.
We lie breathless in bed. Spooning each other and sweaty. Mimi shakes her head though. “You’ll just have to make me come now,” she says with a cheeky grin.
I reach down and grab my underpants from the floor, pulling them out and putting them under Mimi as I do. She laughs. “Hey, I’m being a gentleman,” I joke.
Mimi smiles. “A gentleman would’ve pulled out.”
“We’ve proved I’m not good at that.”
We chuckle and I get up on my elbows to give her a kiss. As I do, I knock the curtain aside. We kiss and then I reach to close it again.
My heart stops.
All thoughts of finishing Mimi off disappear.
Parked down the street is the small hatchback I saw screech to a stop after the highway. Their window is down, and someone is watching us.
Chapter 22
Mimi
It’s been a week since Sebastian spotted the car outside the house. He ran out like a madman, pulling on his pants as he went. But ultimately the car screeched off and we didn’t get to find anything about them other than that they'd been there.
Sebastian was furious. But also slightly relieved that he wasn’t completely wrong in his paranoia. We’d finally seen someone.
So he slept every night here at my mother’s, using the excuse that there was a water leak at his place. My mother didn’t mind, she said it was nice having a man’s presence in the home again. It's been years since anyone other than Carlos has lived with her. Sebastian took it upon himself to do as much handwork as he could around the home too. Mending squeaky doors and hinges, plastering up holes and righting crooked shelves. Even the mobility handrails my mother had installed had come loose over the years, and after a trip to the hardware store, he returned and made all of her accessibility points even stronger. Her heart was overwhelmed by the generosity, and even with the loss that had preceded it, she fell into the habit of spending more of her days in silence.
After a week indoors, and much against Sebastian's wishes, I’m taking a trip to the corner store. We’re both a little nutty from being in hiding, but, more than mom, I am craving some fresh air.
I can barely sleep at night from the heat. My stomach is a furnace, and all I can think is thatit’s still not even kicking yet.
My feet are warm through the boiling road, and when I get to the corner store, I pick up some iced tea too to take home. I take a nice long drink from it when I pay the man and begin heading back. Mom is probably still asleep. Sebastian will be around later on for our scan. Today’s the day when we can officially see what’s growing inside me.
I called a doctor last week and asked her for advice. The first thing she asked was how far along I was and if I’d had a scan. I could only guess it was almost three months, she booked it without saying anything else.
A text comes through from Sebastian.Missing you.
The big oaf is such a romantic. I text back.Me too.
But so am I.
The street my mother still lives on hasn’t changed much since we were kids. A lot of her neighbors are the same, and even a few of them have grandkids that come and visit with their own kids. I smile, secretly happy that my mother will be able to count herself among them now. She’s gonna flip when she finds out I'm pregnant.
The reason it’s been even more stressful this past week is that my mother found out that Carlos wasn't actually in an accident either. She received a call from the NYPD saying that she could finally fly her son home. She was surprised to get a call. I was surprised they had her number. But it all turned ugly pretty quickly.
I come upon our doorstep and reach into my handbag to draw out the keys when I realize the door is slightly ajar.
I closed it…
Didn’t I?
I take my phone out to call Sebastian. I’m probably being stupid, but I dial anyway. It starts ringing…
