Duke

“Duke. Fuck. I can’t...I can’t… please,” I scream, asking him for permission to come.

“Shit baby. How could I ever want to pull out of this sweet pussy? Fuck. Squeeze me, baby. Oh yea...just like that...oh fuck...come with me, precious.” He pinches my clit and I fall over, my body limp against him, my arms needing him for support.

After he finally washes us both, with his back to the headboard, he pulls me astride his lap and lifts my chin. “Were you ever going to tell me?”

“Of course, I was. I just… I didn’t know how you would feel, and I wanted to know where we were going first.”

“Are you fucking kidding me right now, Esther? Has it ever occurred to you that I have never worn a condom since we have been together? Have you ever thought about why that is? All I have been aiming to do is plant my son inside of you, so you can’t leave me. I have been showing you in every way I can, that I love you. I am so sorry I didn’t say it. Look at me, baby. I want you to look into my eyes, so you know the truth. I love you so fucking much, precious. Every waking moment of every day is filled with ways I can get you under me, mark you, and keep you glued to me, so I can never lose you. You get it now?” his eyes blazing, shows me everything I need to know. Now I feel shame at keeping it from him.

“Duke, I swear I was going to tell you. It’s just...with everything going on with the stalking and court, it was all too much, and I didn't want something so good to be mired by something so fucked up. I’m sorry.”

“I get it baby. But that doesn’t mean I am not going to spank your ass for keeping secrets from me.” Damn it, now she is hungry again.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” I say before laying my head on his chest. This is the one place I feel the safest and the calmest. Closing my eyes, I still sometimes go to a place that is dark and murky.

See, after the whole office incident with my ex-boss and Duke getting arrested, going to court and all the charges being dropped it was as though everything was going to calm down. Even the hate that Kilworth was yelling across the courtroom at what he calls injustice, I thought it was all over. It wasn’t until a few days later that security detail noted a car trailing us and apparently had been for three days. After having the plates run, our suspicions were confirmed. It was Kilworth. We called the police, and when they found him, they found chloroform, tape, a thick rope, and the receipt for a storage locker. I still shake thinking of what he planned to do to me. Needless to say, things moved swiftly from there and now, here we are.

“Hey, where did you go baby?” he asks me, squeezing me harder. It’s funny how he knows, without seeing my face, when I am working stuff out in my head.

“I’m here, babe. Just been a lot, you know.”

I know. But it is all over now. Now we can enjoy our new beginning.” He kisses the top of my head and snuggles us under the cover. “Get some sleep, precious. My son needs rest.” I can't help but roll my eyes. This is going to be a loooong pregnancy.I wake up to his side of the bed being cold and my pussy gets angry. She wants her morning coffee. Sliding out of the bed and not bothering with putting clothes on, I walk further down the stairs until I hear banging and grunting. Following the sound, I find him in his boxing room making the bag pay for whatever is upsetting him. I sidle inside of the room, admiring this beautiful man that belongs only to me, and can’t help the spit that forms in my mouth.

Watching the sweat fall down his chest, his body glistening. His sweat is calling to me. You think I am being over dramatic? Ok. Have you ever seen caramel melt slowly? No?! Well you don’t know what you’re missing. This man is all caramel on the outside, with more nuts than a Snickers on the inside. It doesn’t help that he recently got his hair cut and his face shaven clean. Delectable. He only ‘cleans up’ as he calls when he has international business. I personally love the gruff. The feel of his beard as it scrapes the inside of my thighs, while his mouth is working. Fuck. My thighs are sticky. As usual.

“I can smell you, baby. Did I forget to feed you this morning?” he says without even looking at me. I love how he knows I am in the room with no words being spoken.