Unable to contain myself, I grabbed both sides of her panties and slid them down her legs slowly. Christianna started to scissor kick her legs to get the panties off quicker. I dove back in, my tongue guiding me to the Promised Land. My hands grabbed hold of her smooth thighs, holding her tightly as I thrust my tongue into her hot core.
Screaming out in pleasure, her thighs gripped my head while her hands were fisting my hair.
“Nico,” she called out again while grinding her pussy against my face. I circled my tongue around her clit before latching onto it with my lips and sucking on it, hard.
Pulling back, I let out a stream of air on her soaking wet clit. I watched as her legs began to shake. Slipping one and then another finger inside of her, I slowly moved them in and out. I flicked my tongue rapidly against her clit, keeping time with my fingers. My eyes were locked on her face, a face that was thrown back, mouth open slightly, with the whites of her teeth biting at the skin of the bottom lip she’d been terrorizing. Her fingers were twisting the nipples that I had been sucking on.
Her sounds were getting louder and closer together, her pants coming out in quick succession. I could tell she was close. Her inner walls were getting tighter around my fingers. Curling my fingers up, I needed to do this one thing to send her over the edge.
She released a cry as she came, her pussy like a vise grip tightening around my two fingers that were buried deep inside of her. Her thighs were wrapped so tightly around my face I swear that imprints of my face would be permanently etched on her skin.
Her body stuttered as the orgasm ripped through her, her legs fell away from my body and she lay there, eyes fluttering, with a smile playing upon her lips. As her chest heaved, she tried to catch her breath. I placed a quick kiss in the crease of her leg as she continued to shake.
She was out of it, in that limbo state where her body couldn’t move and her brain was mush. A little giggle escaped from her chest as her hand glided across my face.
Doing a pushup over her, she looked at me with sleepy eyes, her hands tirelessly trying to help me remove my pants. One handed, I had them unbuttoned, pushing them down until I had access with my knees for leverage.
Kneeling between her legs, I looked down at her body again. She was flawless, her body flushed and ready for me. I couldn’t wait any longer. I bent down and gave her a kiss.
“You ready for me, sweetheart?” I asked, searching her eyes for confirmation.
She looked up at me with those killer blue lust-filled eyes and moaned, “Yes.”
The way her response came out caused my dick to move like a divining rod looking for water. Fisting my erection, I lined the head of my cock to her opening and slid in slowly. She was so wet that I was in to the hilt before my brain could even register the sensation. I hooked both of her legs onto my hips and moved within her.
“Harder,” she pleaded, low enough, but I heard it.
My strokes were harder now, faster, and with more force as I latched onto her neck and sucked the skin into my mouth, leaving a mark.
She screamed in pleasure. As I felt her legs tighten around my body, she began to vibrate, like the feeling of a tattoo gun against my skin. Her pussy got slicker and tighter with each thrust; the closer and closer I brought her, the louder her screams and moans were.
“I love you, Nico,” she called out, arms thrown around my body. Her pussy started to clench my dick. Her shaking and spasms caused me to lose my load deep inside of her.
I kissed her cheek, and then her lips. It was my way of thanking her without words. Detangling myself from her slowly, I removed my now flaccid cock from her. I rolled off her, keeping half of my body draped on hers.
She leaned in and kissed me quickly before going back to the position she had been in before. I repeated her movements by kissing her in return. She giggled before wrapping her arm around my middle, snuggling into my chest.
As we lay here I couldn’t help but notice our state. Christianna lay here with me naked as the day she was born while I had my pants around my ankles like some prepubescent teenager getting laid for the first time. Not that I minded what had happened, I’m sure that Christianna didn’t even notice. I would just remember to make things a little more romantic next time for her.
At the very least, take her in the bed.
I didn’t notice that her breathing had evened out until I looked down at her face. She had fallen asleep after being thoroughly fucked just like she had last night. Knowing that my girl was satisfied was all that mattered.
Slipping out of her grasp, I lay on my back so I could pull my pants up enough so I could stand. Once I was safely tucked away inside my jeans. I leaned down and picked my beautiful Angel off of the floor, carrying her to the bed before covering her up with the comforter.
Not having a second to dwell on what to do, I heard the softest little cries coming from the other room. Thankful that she didn’t wake up while I was ravishing her mother, I quickly found my shirt and tugged it on before I made my way into Layla’s room, careful not to wake Christianna.
As soon as I opened the door and her eyes were on me, the tears dried up and the smile on her face ran from ear to ear.
“Da, Da, Da,” She exclaimed and I scooped her up.
I may be one of the hardest men in the United States, but it’s the love of my girls that will bring me to my knees and I will welcome that.
Chapter Eighteen
Christianna
The silence was deafening. It was more than likely the reason why I woke up the way I did. I am so used to having some sort of sound when I sleep, whether it be Layla and her little baby noises or the soft snores of Nicholas. I sat up in bed and the comforter fell away.
I was still sated from the activities Nicholas and I had gotten into it when he’d come up to check on me. To say I felt pure bliss would be an understatement. Every part of my body was still basking in the amazing orgasms he’d given me. I checked the clock and it was quarter after five, I couldn’t believe I had slept the afternoon away.
I needed a shower. Mrs. Phillips would have dinner ready by six and with Nicholas being home, we’d get to eat a good meal as a family.
After a refreshing shower, I did a quick blow-dry to my hair before dressing casually in a pair of jeans and fitted tee and a pair of low top sneakers. I headed downstairs in search of Nicholas and Layla.
I heard them before I saw them. I stood in the opening and watched Nicholas lying on the floor with Layla as she climbed over him as if he were a mountain. All the while she was laughing and carrying on. Sensing my presence, he looked up and saw me spying on them.
A sweet smile and a whisper into our little girl’s ear made her head turn and a loud “Ma” could be heard throughout the first floor. Her little body and chubby legs hit the carpeting and she started to crawl over to me. Deciding I would get her before she could get to me, I swooped in and snatched her up, kissing her face all over.
“Thank you for letting me sleep,” I said, looking at Layla, but my comment was meant for Nicholas.
“I wore you out, beautiful. It was the least I could do.” He smiled, giving me a wink before pouting his lips.
Kneeling down, I kissed him sweetly before our daughters’ hands got in the way and she wanted some of that sugar for herself.
Hearing the faint sound of a car engine from out front, I let Nicholas have Layla as I went to go and check to see what was going on. I got to the front window to see Alex and Luke walking toward the front of the house. I may have squealed a little in excitement over having my sister here. I flung open the door and as soon as she saw me she ran over and hugged me tightly.
It felt like it had been ages since we’d last seen each other, but truthfully, it had only been a few days. She started rambling on about my schedule and what not, so we went off to the side to have a long talk.
Luke, Nicholas, and Layla were forgotten. As Alex pulled out her laptop and started opening screens.
“Tomorrow is t
hat signing downtown. It’s from seven to nine, but they want you there by five because the question and answer portion begins at six.”
“Okay, no problem. I can do that. I have a doctor’s appointment in the morning. Mom said she’d watch Layla so I’ll see if she can keep her later.”
“You know Mom is going to want to keep her overnight.”
“Keep who overnight?” This time it was Nicholas’ voice. We’d been joined by the boys and Layla.
“I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow morning and then I have the book signing downtown. I have to be there by five.”
“Okay, so I’ll have one of my guys take you to your appointment because I have a meeting with my dad at eleven. Then I’ll meet you at the book store in the evening. That gives you a chance to catch up on what you need to.”
“That works. I’ll be with her for this junket. We’ll just go back to Mom and Dad’s and spend some time with Layla while we get you ready for your hometown debut.”
“Technically it’s not my hometown.”
“Hometown adjacent. Close enough.” Alex waved her hand at me.
I shook my head and laughed at Alex. Now that my schedule was secure, I couldn’t wait to get to the signing and meet the fans that made this all possible.
Mrs. Phillips came in a little while later and let us know that dinner was ready and on the table. Nicholas asked her to join us, but she protested. The five of us gathered around the table and had dinner. We laughed and told stories, all the while Layla sat back and ate some mushy lasagna noodles and sauce.
We hung out for hours, passing the baby back and forth. It was the longest she’d been up so I hoped that she’d sleep through the night but I didn’t cross my fingers.
It was after nine when Layla started to doze off. Alex and Luke were leaving and Alex said she’d see me tomorrow morning at Mom and Dad’s. Nicholas saw them out so I went upstairs and got Layla ready for bed.
She slept through her diaper change and into pajamas. I had just laid her down into the crib, pulled the blanket up, and kissed her on the side of her head. I could feel his presence in the room, he didn’t even have to speak.
“Do you want to give her a kiss goodnight?” I said in a voice just above a whisper.
“Yes,” he said, coming around me to kiss her. I even caught an “I love you” before he pulled back.
Nicholas guided me to our bedroom, spinning me around as if we were dancing. He brought me close to him and kissed my cheek. I giggled. His laughter rang out. I yawned a heavy, loud yawn.
Pulling back, he studied my face. “You’re tired.”
“A little bit,” I answered, honestly.
“Well, little bit. Let’s get you into something to wear to bed and then we’ll go to sleep. You’ve got a busy day ahead of you tomorrow.”
“Okay,” I said, yawning again before I took off for the closet.
Snagging one of Nicholas’ tshirts, I undressed and then went into the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. I climbed into bed just as Nicholas made it back in the room. He stripped out of his clothes, then stood at the foot of the bed in his boxers.
“I used the bathroom down the hall,” he answered before I had a chance to ask.
Nicholas slipped into the cool sheets and cuddled up next to me. We shared one last kiss before I snuggled deeper into his chest, closed my eyes, and fell fast asleep.
The next morning, Nicholas was gone from our bed. I noticed the clock said a little after eight and I assumed he was getting himself together for the day. I went to check on Layla, only to find her crib empty. I ran back to the room and grabbed some sweat pants and went in search of them.
I found Nicholas happily feeding Layla while he cooed at her.
“Good morning,” I said and they both turned.
“Good morning to you too. Glad to see you’re finally with us.”
“Sorry, I seem to keep sleeping in for some reason.”
“Not a problem, my love, why don’t you go and get yourself ready to go to the doctor. I’ll finish getting Layla fed then I’ll take her upstairs to get her dressed and pack a bag for your parents’ house.”
“Thank you,” I said before scurrying over to both of them and giving them kisses before I ran upstairs to get my day started.
I showered, dressed and myself halfway presentable when I stepped out of the bathroom. Sitting on the bed with huge smiles were Nicholas and Layla, with two bags packed and ready to go.
“Jeffery is downstairs waiting for you. He’s going to take you to your Mom’s and then to your appointment, then back again. I’ll be there in plenty of time to take you to the signing. I hope you can sign mine.”
I looked at him appreciatively and laughed. “You have some of my books?” I questioned.
“No, no books. I’ll take books too. I think I’d like you to sign my…” he said before noticing Layla looking at him, so he placed his hands over her ears. “I’d like for you to sign my cock with your pussy.”
I gasped, which caused his laughter and then Layla began to laugh for whatever reason. I was glad she didn’t understand.
“Tonight, since my parents will have her.”
“All night?” he asked, sitting up with his eyebrows almost to his hairline.
Walking over to the bed, I leaned in and kissed him hard with a little tongue.
“All night.”
“Yes!” He threw a fist in the air. “I’m a lucky mother—” He caught himself before he said that last word. “Humper, mother humper.
“In more ways than one.” I laughed.
“Oh!” He exclaimed. “Ha-ha, I didn’t even realize I said that.”
“Just don’t forget it.”
“I won’t, baby, I’m going to try to hide my excitement while I’m at my dad’s.”
“Good, now I’ve got to get going. Walk us down?”
Nodding, he grabbed Layla and the bags, not letting me carry anything. We walked downstairs, he even opened the front door. Jeffery stood at the car door, opening it and helping Nicholas with the bags. Securing Layla safely into the car seat, Jeffery turned and headed for the driver’s door, giving us a few minutes of privacy.
Nicholas lifted me up in a hug and a kiss that made my knees weak.
“I love you, sweetheart.”
“I love you too.”
We broke away and he helped me into the car, kissing me a couple more times before driving our little girl crazy with jealousy, so he leaned over and kissed her too and she squealed.
“Call me later, okay?”
Smiling, I nodded and then he shut the door. He tapped twice on the roof of the car we were off down the driveway. I turned around to see Nicholas still rooted to the spot.
Jeffery made quick time to my parents’ house. I dropped Layla off, pressing kisses all over her chubby cheeks before heading back out to the car. He had me at the medical complex with seven minutes to spare when I realized I had forgotten my purse.
Jeffery chuckled before slipping the leather bag over the seat.
“You keep leaving it in Nicholas’ car, so he made me get it out for you.”
“Thank you, Jeffery, and thanks especially for touching my purse. Most men wouldn’t.”
“I’m learning, Christianna. I feel like I’m going to need to carry the purse one of these days.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. He told me to hurry to my appointment and he’d be waiting here when I came out.
Scurrying down the walkway, I made it into the building and up the stairs in a hurry, hoping that I wasn’t too late. With two minutes to spare I walked up to the receptionist desk and signed in.
The nurse asked if any of my information had changed. I remembered that my house had burned down. I’d have to find out what was going on with that. Since I didn’t have the exact address for Nicholas’ place, I gave my parents’ address so they had a correct address on file for bills and reminder cards.
No sooner had I taken a seat than I was ca
lled into the back. Same shit, different day. I was weighed and told I had to pee in a cup before being ushered into freezing cold a room to change into a gown and sit in my underwear.
I sat on the papered bench, annoyed by the crinkling every time I moved. The minutes ticked by and I wished that Dr. Morgan would come here soon so I could get the probing out of the way.
Yawning again, I wondered if I needed new vitamins or if I needed to catch up on sleep. I put it out of my mind as soon as the door opened. I smiled as soon as Dr. Morgan peeked his head in.
“Hello, Christianna. Good morning.”
“Good Morning, Dr. Morgan.”
Dr. Morgan grabbed his rolling chair, pulled it over, and sat before my legs. He looked over my chart and nodded.
“So Christianna, I read here that you’ve come today to get on the birth control shot, is that correct?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Hmmm,” he said, nodding, still reading my chart before jotting down on his clipboard, “Well, it seems I have some good news and some bad news for you.”
“What?” I said a little louder than I should have.
“It’s like déjà vu.” He chuckled. “I can’t give you the birth control shot because your urine test has come back that you’re pregnant.”
“What?” I yelled. Tears began to stream down my face as I shook my head. “No, no, no, no.”
He handed me a box of tissues. I couldn’t help but take a couple and wipe my face off. Dr. Morgan went over everything again, it was an eerie case of déjà vu. I knew that Nicholas loved Layla and that this would be very unexpected to have this come up so soon, but he’d have to suck it up.
I had to suck it up.
Wiping my face, I sat back and focused on Dr. Morgan as he went through the whole spiel. I even laid back patiently as he did his exam and made notes.
A month. I was a month pregnant. I was carrying another Nicholas Prescotti spawn. Another grandchild to please the grandparents. I could do this. We could do this. I let the rationalization wash over me until I was calm.
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