by Smith, T. L
“You know it’s a girl, right,” she states looking down at me. She usually doesn’t talk about the sex of the baby because we chose not to find out.
“What makes you think that, Princess?” I ask, laying back down and tucking her into me.
“Because she’s already torturing me. So, it must be a girl. Honestly, who needs to pee that much.” She laughs and rubs her belly. I look down at her plump breasts and can’t believe how huge they’ve gotten in such a short time. She sees me looking and reaches for my cock and starts massaging it. Of course, it’s already hard and ready for her.
Her sex drive has been through the roof. Every day I come home, she jumps me or tells me her pussy needs my attention. She usually has a great sex drive, but now it’s off the fucking charts. I’m pretty sure with the way she’s going my dick is bound to fall off.
I feel the warmth of her mouth touch the tip of my cock. She flicks the top of my cock with her mouth and licks up my shaft. She slowly inserts half of it in her mouth and pulls it back out again, torturing me with her tongue. I reach for her head and push her further down. She complies and takes me in as much as possible, ‘till she is nearly gagging. I pull her up for a second and make her wet my fingers, ready for her pussy. She sucks them like she does my cock. I pull them away, reach down and insert my finger into her greedy pussy. She arches her back for me and I almost forget what I’m doing when she does this thing with her tongue that makes me want to come seconds later, but I don’t and hold back. I place my thumb over her clit and insert two fingers fucking her and putting friction on her clit. She places one hand on my balls and starts to massage them as she fucks me with her mouth. I’m so close to coming that I almost forget where my hands are until I pick the speed up and insert my thumb in her ass. We come at the same time and I must say it’s the best way to be woken every morning, and go to sleep buried deep inside her.
“Do you have to go out today?” Eliza asks as she gets out of bed, turning to look at me with her gorgeous pouty lips.
“Well, you are the boss, so you tell me?” I ask her. She pokes out her tongue, knowing the answer already. I have to meet Naoko’s sister today to finalize a shipment that she’s sending over to Japan. She’s taken over Naoko’s dealings and along well with Princess. It’s a tricky one because sending stuff that far away, and through customs, is getting harder each day. Lucky for her, she owns her own private plane and is on good terms with the customs staff. Either that or she’s fucking them. I get up, get dressed and kiss my Princess goodbye and tell her I won’t be long, as I go meet with Naoko’s sister.
Just as we are finalizing everything up, Naoko’s sister asks where Eliza is. I look up at her and smile, but don’t answer. Just as we are finishing Eliza rings.
“Princess,” I say into my cell.
“Don’t Princess me you prick. Arghhh, fucking contraction, get your ass home now,” she says and then hangs up, not giving me any time to comprehend what the fuck just happened. I don’t even tell Naoko’s sister that I’m leaving. I just get in my car and fly straight home.
I don’t turn the car off or even shut the door as I run inside. I see her on her knees, leaning against the back of the sofa. She’s swearing under her breath and as soon as she sees me she goes to get up, but is knocked back down by another contraction. I move swiftly and pick her up in my arms. She whacks me on the chest and I carry her to the car and just as I’m about to leave she reminds me about the bag.
Fuck!
We are half way to the hospital and I’ve been hit, slapped and called too many names to count, all within the short ride. I’m so relieved when I we finally arrive. I hope they give her some pain relief otherwise I’m afraid I’m going to be black and blue by the time our baby is born.
The nurse has Eliza undressed and is asking her what pain medication she wants. Eliza doesn’t answer and just gives her death glares for asking such a stupid question. She ends up giving her gas and checks her cervix to see how far along she is. We find that it’s nearly time to push and too late for any other drugs. Eliza screams when they tell her and so they quickly leave to fetch a doctor.
“No more kids you prick! I would fucking kill you right now, if I wasn’t so busy pushing a watermelon out of my cunt.”
I can’t help but smile at her, but she sees it and slaps me again across the face. I hold her hand when the next contraction hits and her nails dig in so far it draws blood from my hand.
Finally the doctor arrives and Eliza is starting to push. I watch as her face tightens and she pushes with all she has. It really is quite beautiful watching.
Thirty minutes later with very sore hands, we welcome a beautiful baby boy into the world. I think what was left of my black heart just turned red and now beats not only for Eliza, but also for our boy.
The doctor hands him to Eliza and I notice for the very first time her hard walls cracking wide open, she loves him as much as I knew she would.
“Kratos, we did it,” she whispers to me and I lean down and kiss her on the head. My heart soars when she calls me that. She truly is happy.
“Damianos,” she says to him and leans down and kisses him on the head. It takes me a second to realize that she has just named our son. But when I think of what his name means, I think it suits him more than she realizes, he does tame her without her realizing it, I can see it in her eyes.
“To tame, to subdue,” she says leaving the last part
of the meaning out. I think about it and realize that it truly is a perfect fit.
“Perfect Princess.”
She looks up at me and her smile is so wide my heart stops, it’s breathtaking.
The doctor asks to check Eliza, but she is reluctant to let go of Damianos. I take him from her hands and cuddle and hold him tight, like I’m afraid I’ll drop him. He’s tiny and so innocent in this world, I just don’t know if it will be safe for him. I will do my best though to protect him from all that is evil.
He has my thick dark hair, but his face is Eliza’s with her thick eyelashes and full lips. I hear the doctor saying Eliza is fine and I look up to see she has been watching me while I care for our baby.
“Don’t go getting any ideas in your head, I’m not having anymore. Even if you are my Kratos,” she says, trying to give me that pissed off look. It’s not working though her smile is too large to hide.
“Princess,” I warn, she holds out her arms, ignoring my warning voice and I place Damianos back into her arms. I walk toward the door and open it to see her parents and our sisters as well as Matt standing there waiting to come in.
Her father and mother rushes to Eliza’s side and kissing her cheek like she is the Holy Grail. She ends up swatting them away, and then they swoon over Damianos. Her father starts crying. I look over at Matt and his smile is as wide as it could be. He takes his cell out and snaps a photo of our boss with tears in his eyes. He may be shot for that later. Carmen walks over and gushes as well, but it’s Cassandra, who looks deep in thought, with a hidden smile on her lips. I turn to her and pull her into a hug. I need her to know I would never give up on her. She’s one of the biggest parts of me there is.
“I knew she was your one, I just knew. No one could break down your walls like she has. The funniest part is she didn’t even try Stefanos, you broke them down for her,” I look over at Eliza and I know that everything Cassandra just said is true. I wanted them to be broken, but only one person was strong enough to do it, and she had no idea that she even did. I wasn’t looking for love or a relationship and now I’m engaged and have a son. If you would’ve told me this before I met Eliza I probably would have shot you for being a smart ass, but I guess my black heart and demons wanted what they did and there is no changing that now. She’s inside my heart for life.
Matt pulls Cassandra from me and walks her over to Eliza. Matt says something smart to Eliza and she replies with, “shut up, Rock.” I look around the room and notice everyone who has been there for me is standing in this room to
day and my son is right where he should be in his mother’s arms.
Now comes the job of convincing Eliza, she has to stay at home and care for our baby boy.
Fuck, I’m so not looking forward to that!
We’ve been home with our son now for two months, nothing has gone wrong and how Eliza has grown takes my breath away. I can see an inkling that she wants to go back out and do her job, but I think so far she has handled not working just fine. Though when I come home from doing business, she needs to know every fucking detail of what happened. I knew the day would come, I just hoped it would last a little longer.
As I walk into our home, I see them on the floor lying there together. Damianos is fast asleep on her stomach. When she sees me she stands up and places him in his rocker, then she walks over to me and pulls me into the kitchen.
“Half and half, is the new plan, starting tomorrow,” she says and leans in and kisses me. We haven’t fucked since she gave birth and I seriously have a case of black balls, because they are way passed being blue. Don’t get me wrong her mouth works wonders, but her pussy is my own beautiful heaven.
She’s good at distracting me and once I process what she has just said, I go to pull her away, but she places my hand in her pants and whispers in my ear, “Fuck me hard.” That’s all it takes and I go fucking caveman. I don’t give her the chance to back out as I start stripping her right where she stands. She helps and starts to strip me as well. Soon enough we are both naked and I’m picking her up and laying her back against the front door. She doesn’t protest as I roughly insert my cock at her already needy entrance and slam into her, smacking her back against the back of the door equally as hard.
As soon as I enter her, I stop for a second and look down at her face, she squeezes me with her pussy and I can’t move afraid I’ll come on the spot. I don’t know how it’s possible, but she’s so tight I’m afraid to move.
“Don’t Princess,” she looks up at me, smirks and squeezes again and rocks with me inside of her, so that I’m fucking her without moving. I won’t let her have control and I stop her by slamming her hips down and then taking full control and fucking her hard. I don’t last long. Two months without sex can do that to a man, especially one who’s so used to having a golden pussy whenever he pleases, and never getting sick of it. I’m hooked just like a crack addict.
I take control and grab her ass then lift her and impale her back down on my cock. She cries out when I do and starts to ride right along with me. I lean down and can’t help myself as I take in her breast and start sucking marking her once again. I do the same to the other breast, claiming them as my own like I do with her cunt. I fuck her ‘till she screams and then I fuck her again ‘till we are both screaming from the pleasure.
As soon as we come down from our high, I remember why she distracted me in the first place and pull out of her. I feel the immediate loss that is her, but I know I can’t stay buried inside her if I want to talk, because I’ll never want to leave.
“Princess, what were you talking about before you decided to distract me with that sweet pussy of yours?”
She sits up and smirks at me knowing full well it worked and places her hand on her pussy and starts rubbing. I know what she’s doing, she’s trying yet again to distract me. I pull her hands away and pin them down to her sides and stare her down. She laughs at me and pushes her pussy toward my still hard cock. I have to take a step back still holding her hands down.
“You’re no fun,” she pouts at me, when she realizes she’s losing.
“Tell me,” I growl, and lean in and nip at her neck.
“We are going to do half and half. One day you work and then the next day, I work. And you can’t say no, because I am the fucking boss.”
“No,” I say straight away, which earns me a heated glare.
“Too fucking bad. If you won’t stay home my mother will watch him. I just wanted to give you the opportunity first,” she says, then jumps off the bench and walks over to start putting her clothes on.
I move to stop her when I hear Damianos crying. I go to him first and pick him up, he instantly stops when I have him in my arms so I kiss him and bring him to my chest.
“He only does that for you, you know,” I hear Eliza say behind me. She’s now wearing my shirt.
“Does what?” I ask, looking down at our son.
“Automatically stops crying when you have him,” she says and shrugs her shoulders then she walks away.
“You don’t go anywhere without me, if you're doing this. You don’t leave my side once or I will whip your ass,” I say and watch as she laughs and walks away.
Eliza is one of the strongest people I know and convincing her to do anything, is like trying to make glass turn to metal, it’s fucking impossible.
We’ve just dropped Damianos off at Eliza’s parents’ house. To say her father and mother were happy would be an understatement. Eliza hasn’t left Damianos’ side since he was born and this will be her first time away from him. She kissed him like she would never see him again and was reluctant to go, but of course she did, even though she really didn’t want to.
As we pull up at the new distributor’s house, I watch as she takes her knife and gun out and places them on her body like a second skin. She turns and sees me watching, and smiles and jumps out. She’s itching to get back out there. I just hope she doesn’t get trigger-happy on our new clients.
As we walk in, we are met by a large group of Russian men. They look from me to Eliza and snort at her. That earns a smile from her, and a grunt from Matt. The leader of the group starts talking in Russian to his man, and they all start laughing. I look to Eliza and see she’s smiling. I fully expected her to pull out her gun and start shooting. Eliza says something to them in Russian and we all whip our heads around and watch as she pulls out her gun. Everyone is as surprised as we are when she continues talking to them, with me not having a clue what the fuck she’s saying.
“English, now,” I scream at them.
“I was just explaining to this asshole, that if he makes fun of me again, I might be inclined to chop off his balls. He had obviously heard of me and how much I love to cut things.”
I look over at Mavet the leader of the group and see that he’s no longer smiling.
“You wouldn’t dare,” he seethes at her.
“Oh, but she so would,” I say, answering his question.
“And I suggest if you want any of my products you start kissing my ass, instead of being an ass,” she snaps at him.
One of the men walks forward and gets in her face. I can see that he is seething, but she’s smiling and holding her knife, which no one realizes she has.
“You little Greek slut, you think you can talk to us like that,” he says then spits on her face. I go to walk forward and shoot this cunt when Eliza pulls her knife out and stabs him straight in his arm. All the other men start to raise their weapons. I pull mine out and aim it straight at Mavet’s head.
“Drop them or he drops,” I tell them.
The man that Eliza stabbed has guts because he stands tall again and goes to hit her, but she’s too fast and misses it easily. She comes back up and jabs him straight into his neck, cutting off his air.
“No business for them, we’re gone,” she says, smiling down at the man on the floor, then turns on her heels and starts to walk out.
The man that she’s just hit gets up to go after her, but he’s still trying to catch his breath. He doesn’t make it though as I have my other gun and shoot him in the leg dropping him again. Eliza turns around and smiles at me.
“That just earned you a fuck mister, come on I’m horny,” she says, and who the hell am I to say no to that.
I nod my head at a very pissed of Russian boss and walk out following Eliza.
We’re half way back to her parent’s house and she tells me to pull over. I do as I’m told and I pull over to the side of the highway. She starts removing her jeans and I watch while she pulls them off, s
howing her beautiful legs and tattoos. She crawls into the back seat and asks me to follow. I follow her and insert my fingers into my mouth and trail them down to her pussy, which is spread out waiting in front of me.
“You want my cock in your pussy, Princess,” I say, inserting one finger at a time, ‘till I have two inserted and start to finger fuck her. She nods her head instead of answering, so I stop.
“Answer me,” I tell her, keeping them positioned, but not moving.
“Yes, I want your fucking Greek cock buried so deep inside all I can feel is you.”
She doesn’t have to tell me twice. I remove my restrained cock from my pants and lift her legs over my shoulders and fuck her in the back seat of the car. I must say it’s not the most comfortable place to have sex, but anywhere I can get her is good. Though she may be bruised by the way I’m slamming her head against the car door.
As soon as we’ve had our fill, we continue on to her parent’s house and collect our son. I watch as she goes to him and tells him how much she’s missed him. I don’t think there will be a day that goes by that this woman will do something that doesn’t surprise me or keep me in awe.
It’s Damianos’ first birthday and we have all the family over. Eliza is fussing and mothering over him like she usually does when she’s home. She hasn’t stopped working to this day and I don’t think she ever will. She’s good though, as soon as she walks through the door, she makes sure her work stays outside and she doesn’t mention a word of it while at home.
Damianos is probably the best thing that’s happened to her. She has lost some of her tough exterior in the home, but it comes straight back up as soon as she goes to work. She hasn’t agreed to set a date for the wedding as yet and I’m still trying to change her mind with sexual favors of her liking, though that doesn’t seem to work too well. She knows I can’t say no to her once she is spread and wet, just for me.
