Pronto.
“Baby, you need to slow down,” he ordered as I dragged him through the great room toward the stairs.
“And you need to get your ass upstairs and naked.”
He laughed and moved faster. The second the door was unlocked and opened, we stepped inside and I was on my knees, tugging at his belt. He helped, pushing his jeans down and I smiled. He was already hard.
“I so love your dick,” I breathed out, taking the tip into my mouth.
“Yeah, I noticed.” His hand went to my head and squeezed gently as I took him deep.
I squeezed his length gently as I moved my mouth slowly at first, but then he started to fuck my face and he ended up doing most of the work.
“Ready?” he rasped, and I gripped his thighs with a nod. He came. Hard. I sucked gently, milking him until his dick stopped pulsing, then released him and smiled up at him, licking my lips.
“Thanks, honey,” I said, and he helped me stand, then put his clothes back to normal.
Kissing me gently, he grinned. “What is it with you and my bike?”
I chuckled. “Probably the vibration against my pussy.”
“Want me to vibrate your pussy now?”
I smiled. “I’m good. You’ll take care of me later.”
“Yeah, I will,” he promised, we headed back downstairs.
“Where’d you go?” Jasmine asked as she hugged me.
“Nowhere,” I said, and she grinned.
“Oh, I see how it is.”
“Tequila?” Rabbit asked.
“Yeah, honey, that’d be good.”
He walked over to the bar and I joined my girls who had congregated in the seating area in the middle of the room. Flopping onto the sofa next to Willow, Jasmine sat beside me with a sigh, rubbing her belly.
“You doing okay?” I asked.
Jasmine smiled. “Yeah. Just feeling huge.”
“Are you still sick?” Lyric asked her.
“No, thank god. That took way too much out of me. I’ve got a product launch next month and I feel ill-prepared as it is.”
Not only was Jasmine a kick-ass hair stylist, she had a brand of skincare that she was constantly updating and improving. Firefly was now a multi-million-dollar company and it was all because of her vision and dedication to excellence.
“If you need help,” Olivia said. “Just let us know.”
Jasmine smiled. “Oh, I will, don’t worry.”
Rabbit walked over and handed me a shot of tequila and a margarita. “I’m gonna go beat Doom at pool.”
I grinned. “Okay, honey.”
“How’s the expansion going?” Olivia asked me.
“Good. Stevie’s amazing. I couldn’t do any of this without her.”
“She doesn’t want to open her own place?”
I took my shot of tequila and set the glass on the coffee table. “Surprisingly, no. She doesn’t want the headache. I made her salary, so at least she has some flexibility.”
“It helps when you have really awesome people behind you,” Jasmine said. “But if you don’t, it’s a nightmare.”
We all let out a collective agreement of some kind.
“Where’s Kennedy?” I asked, noticing she was missing.
“She couldn’t make it tonight,” Quin said. “Not sure why.”
I glanced over at Mouse who was watching the pool table and drinking a beer. He didn’t look happy, which was totally unlike him.
“Ahh,” I breathed out. “So, that’s why Mouse is sulking in the corner.”
“Probably,” Quin said, and smiled gently. “I wish they’d just kiss and make up.”
“Seriously,” Olivia said.
Rabbit beat Doom at pool. Twice. Just in time to eat, as a matter of fact, so we congregated in the back and formed a line to grab freshly grilled pork. By the time we were done eating, I was practically bursting out of my skin to get Rabbit upstairs.
It wasn’t just because I wanted to grill him for information. I was horny as hell and every touch drove me crazy.
“You’re wet, aren’t you?” he whispered as we stood watching Doom lose at pool again.
“What makes you say that?”
He grinned. “I know you.”
“You gonna do something about it?” I challenged.
“Yeah. Let’s go.”
I grinned, set my margarita down, and followed him up to our room.
We made quick work of removing our clothes, then his face was between my legs and I was experiencing one of several orgasms to come.
When we crawled under the covers, I was almost too tired to talk.
Almost.
Which I suddenly realized was part of his plan.
“Night, baby,” he whispered, pulling the covers up around me.
“Nice try.” I yawned, snuggling close. “What did Taxi say?”
“Nothing you need to be worried about.”
“Not what I asked,” I said.
“You need me to fuck you again?”
“Zane, I’m serious. What’s going on?”
He sighed. “I can’t talk about it. The meeting was pretty mundane, so can you just live with that for the moment?”
I bit my lip. “I guess that depends on whether or not you’re making plans to walk into something dangerous.”
“Nothing yet, Pebbles. I promise I’ll tell you if that changes.”
“That doesn’t make me less worried.”
“Well, it should,” he said, giving me a gentle squeeze. “Literally, nothing is happening right now. There’s no threat, so there’s no danger.”
I kissed his chest. “Promise?”
“Promise. I will tell you if anything changes, Parker. Trust me.” He kissed my temple. “Now go to sleep. I’m gonna wake you early and fuck you, so you need to be rested.”
I couldn’t stop a smile as I patted his chest. “Okay, honey. I love you.”
“Love you too, baby.”
I closed my eyes and forced myself to relax.
* * *
I was floating. No. Flying. I was flying.
“Time to wake up, beautiful,” Rabbit whispered, and I realized I was in the middle of an incredible orgasm.
His fingers were inside of me, pumping slowly and I mewed as my body crested. Then his cock was inside of me and he was building a whole new sensation.
“Hitch your leg over mine, baby.”
I did as he directed, opening myself wider. He slid his hand to the back of my neck and squeezed as he slammed into me over and over again.
“Now,” I rasped, and he buried himself deeper, then grunted and came, kissing my shoulder before pulling out of me.
I took a moment to stretch when he slid out of bed and walked into the bathroom, returning quickly with a warm washcloth to clean me up. Then he climbed back into bed and pulled me back against him.
“Does this mean it’s too early to wake up?” I asked, yawning.
“Yes. Go back to sleep.”
“Okay, honey.” I yawned again. “Goodnight.”
“Night, Pebbles.”
Parker
I awoke to an empty bed and frowned. I hated waking up to an empty bed. “Rabbit?”
He didn’t answer so I sat up and grabbed my phone. No texts. I frowned, sending one off to him, then heading to the bathroom. Once I did my thing, I checked my phone and found nothing, so I dressed quickly and headed downstairs.
Alamo saw me as I walked into the kitchen and he gave me a chin lift. “Rabbit’s runnin’ an errand with Doc.”
“An errand,” I said slowly. “You mean...”
“No, babe, that’s not what I mean.”
“You interrupted me before I could finish,” I pointed out. “How do you know what I mean?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Parker, don’t be a pain in the ass.”
I crossed my arms. “Then where is he?”
“Runnin’ an errand with Doc.”
I let out a frustrated squeak. “Who’
s the pain in the ass, exactly?”
Alamo smirked. “Coffee?”
“No, I don’t want coffee,” I growled. “I want to know where my husband is.”
“Can’t tell you what I don’t know, sweetheart,” he said. “Coffee?”
“Forget it,” I hissed, and pulled my phone out of my pocket. Pulling up my trace app, I searched for his phone.
“His phone’s off, Parker. That won’t work.”
“Why are my two favorite people glaring at each other so early in the morning?” Jasmine asked, strolling into the room holding Sebastian.
“He won’t tell me where my husband is,” I hissed.
Jasmine raised an eyebrow. “Mo, honey, do you know where Rabbit is?”
“No,” he said, and took Sebastian from Jasmine. “I wasn’t in that particular informational loop.”
“Would you tell me even if you did?” I demanded.
“No. But I would tell you I knew where he was, and that I had no intention of telling you,” he conceded. “In this particular case, all I know is they’re together.” He then turned a rather dust-creating glare on Jasmine. “And that’s the last I’m sayin’ about any o’ this, hear?”
She sighed and rolled her eyes. “Yeah, honey, I hear.” She faced me and smiled. “I’m going to make breakfast. Want to help?”
“No. I want to know where Rabbit is.”
“Jesus Christ,” Alamo hissed and stalked out of the room.
Jasmine settled her hands on my shoulders. “Parker. You’re not going to get anything out of Alamo. He doesn’t know where they are, so distract yourself. I know it sucks, but try.”
“If he gets hurt—”
“He won’t get hurt,” she promised. “How about you beat up some batter for waffles?”
“If I do that, I’ll just imagine I’m whisking Alamo’s face.”
She grinned. “I’m okay with that.”
“Fine,” I breathed out and stepped into the pantry to grab everything I needed.
I heard the door click behind me and turned to find Rabbit grinning like an idiot. I nearly dropped the waffle mix as I let out a squeak. “Where the fuck have you been?”
He took the box from me and set it on the shelf, wrapping an arm around my waist and kissing my neck. “We had a quick errand.”
“You turned off your phone.”
“It died. It’s why I didn’t text you,” he said, kissing my cheek, then my mouth. “I’m charging it now.”
I leaned back, gripping his cut. “How dangerous was this ‘quick errand’?”
“Not dangerous at all, Pebbles. It was club shit, not Taxi shit.”
“I don’t like that you didn’t wake me before you left.”
“Sorry, baby, I wanted you to sleep.”
I narrowed my eyes. “You could have left a note and you could have sent a text, which would have alerted you to the fact your phone was dead.”
He sighed. “Yeah, baby, you’re right.”
“I know I’m right.”
Rabbit frowned. “Sounds like you’re pissed.”
“I’m extraordinarily pissed,” I ground out.
“Baby—”
“Don’t you ‘baby’ me, Zane. You left without a word. I had no idea where you were, and Alamo wouldn’t tell me anything.”
“That’s because he didn’t know anything.”
“I should have known!” I snapped, tears of frustration pricking my eyes and my stomach roiled. “You should have told me!”
“Hey.” He cupped my face. “Okay, honey, I’m sorry. I honestly thought I’d be back before you woke up.”
“That is not the point.” Shoving his hands away, I rushed out of the pantry, my stomach no longer willing to be cooped up, and made a run for the bathroom.
Rabbit followed, unlocking the door and stepping inside. “You sick?”
“What tipped you off, Captain Obvious?” I sassed before dry heaving into the toilet.
He made his way to me, scooping my hair into his fist and holding it gently as I continued to heave. “Okay, baby, I got you.”
“You need to be better, Zane.”
“Yeah, Parker, I’m pickin’ up on that.”
“I want you to promise me,” I pressed, rising to my feet and flushing the toilet.
“I can promise I’ll be better about communicating with you, Parker, but I can’t promise I’m gonna tell you everything that’s happening.”
I washed my hands and rinsed out my mouth. “I don’t like that.”
“I know you don’t, but it’s all I can give you.”
I burst into tears. “How do I do this, Rabbit? How do I not totally lose my mind when you walk out the door?”
He closed the distance between us and pulled me into his arms. “I don’t know, baby. I just know that I’m protected, and I’m never alone.”
“Except when you’re alone.”
“Going forward, I won’t be alone. Doc’s orders.”
I blinked up at him. “Really?”
“Yeah, really.” He slid his knuckles gently down my cheek. “He wants me safe as much as you do.”
“I highly doubt that.”
He smiled. “Okay, maybe not as much as you do. But he understands the threat level, Pebbles, and he’s acting accordingly.”
“I want you to promise you won’t go anywhere without three others with you.”
He gave me a gentle squeeze. “I can’t do that, baby, but at least one other person will be with me whenever I’m not with you.”
I dropped my head to his chest. “Promise me you’ll never give them the slip.”
He laughed. “It’s not a hostage situation, Parker. I’m good.”
“When I don’t know where you are, I feel like I’m a hostage, Zane. It’s terrifying.”
He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I’m sorry, baby. I’ll be better.”
“That’s all I ask,” I whispered, sliding my hands up under his cut and burrowing against him.
“How long have you been feelin’ sick?”
“Just now. Stress, probably.”
He lifted my chin and frowned. “Did you eat?”
“Not yet. I was getting ready to make waffles, but you kind of interrupted that.”
“Let’s get some food into you, then,” he said.
“That’d be good.”
With the drama over for the moment, we made our way back to the kitchen and went about making a breakfast big enough to feed an army.
* * *
Monday, I went back to work and Jasmine stopped by with yet another pregnancy test.
“Do you own stock in First Response?” I asked as she forced me into the bathroom.
“You’re sick again and since you’re never sick, I want to see if we can’t get ahead of this.”
“I’m not pregnant,” I ground out.
“Humor me.”
I closed the bathroom door and stared at the test. The thought of being pregnant again made me hivey and I didn’t want to take the test because I didn’t want it to be true.
“Are you peeing?” Jasmine called through the door, and I jumped.
“Keep your pants on.”
“As long as you take yours off... and fucking pee on that stick.”
I rolled my eyes and tore open the packaging. I suppose I could be pregnant... my period was late, but it’s not like that wasn’t unusual for me. I was late often. After doing my thing, I washed my hands and pulled the door open.
Jasmine raised an eyebrow. “So?”
“Give it a minute,” I said, and she walked over to the counter and leaned down.
“Why is it taking so long?”
“A watched pot never boils,” I grumbled. “Why are you pushing this?”
“Honestly, I don’t know,” she said with a sigh. “I just worry about you.”
“If I’m pregnant, I’m just going to lose it again,” I whispered.
“Don’t say that,” Jasmine said, picking up the wand
. “It’s positive.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
I waved my hands in front of my face as tears threatened to fall. “I can’t do this, Jazz.”
“Yes, you can. Call Rabbit. Right now. Then you’re going home to bed until Doc can examine you.”
“I can’t just leave whenever I want to, Jasmine. I have a store to run.”
“Rabbit will sort all that out. Call him.”
I sighed, pulling my phone out of my pocket and calling my husband. I was still standing in the bathroom, so I moved out toward the front in case a customer came in.
“Hey, baby,” he said, answering immediately.
“Hi. Do you have time to swing by the store?”
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Jasmine made me take another test.”
“A pregnancy test?”
I bit my lip. “Yes.”
“And?”
“It’s positive,” I said.
“I’ll be there in ten,” he said, and hung up.
True to his word, I heard Harley-Davidson pipes ten minutes later, only I heard more than one bike, which could only mean that Rabbit brought back-up.
He walked through the back door, Shadow and Mouse following, and I met him halfway. “Why the fuck aren’t you sittin’ down?” he growled.
“I’m fine,” I said, but he wrapped an arm around my waist and guided me into my office, pushing me gently into my chair. “Rabbit, I’m good,” I stressed.
“Doc wants you back at the barn so he can look you over,” Rabbit said. “Shadow’s got the shop covered.”
“You told them?”
“No. I told Doc. Shadow goes where Doc sends him.” He studied me. “He doesn’t ask questions.”
“Good for him,” I retorted.
He smiled. “Let’s go.”
“I don’t need to leave right now, honey,” I said.
“Yeah. You do.”
I closed my eyes. “Please don’t be crazy about this. It’s not going to last.”
“Don’t say that,” he growled. “Baby, look at me.”
I met his eyes and he stroked my cheek. “Let’s get you back to the compound so Doc can look you over.”
I sighed. “Okay.”
He kissed me gently and we gathered up everything and made our way to the barn.
* * *
Three months later, I was officially past the first trimester and the baby looked perfect. To say we were excited was an understatement. We’d also gone public with the news, so everyone knew now, not just my family and my girls.
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