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His mouth hardened with a seethe and he turned into a bucking bull, his cock a jackhammer against the deepest part of her. God, she was shrieking and couldn’t stop and again, he wanted exactly that it seemed. He wanted the world to know what he did to her, what he made her feel. She didn’t hold back, she told the story straight and true and with all her heart.

The sudden pounding on the door brought another kind of scream from her it was so loud. “Sorry to interrupt,” Tater yelled. “But I was told to tell you about some kind of water pipe breaking and one of them mothers.”

“Shit!” Patches pulled out of her and pulled on his pants. “One of the mother’s water broke.”

“Oh myGod!” Tegan cried, stumbling into her clothes.

“Coming,” Patches yelled.

“Yeah, I’ll let ‘em know,” he said, laughter in his voice.

“Which one?” Tegan wondered. “Is it Becky?”

“That would be nice,” he whispered, yanking his t-shirt over his head. “Except for thisfuckinghurricane.”

She remembered his fears with that. “You got everything ready though, so it’s gonna be fine.” She grabbed his face before he opened the door and kissed him. “You’ll be amazing, and we’ll all help!”

Even as she said it, that dreadful premonition in his eyes gnawed up her guts. Lord, he was scared and that was more than a little intimidating to see with somebody strong as him.

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