Kingpin (Breeding 4)

Suddenly in the distance I hear the sirens and I think we must be close to the accident. Sweat is pouring down my face and I’m alternating between chills and pain as the pressure to push grows.

“They’re here,” one of the guys says, and I look out the window.

There’s a fleet of Los Angeles police cruisers coming up and making a path for us. Our driver scoots in behind them, and we start moving. The car is going faster than I’ve ever gone before, and I’m praying it speeds up.

“The Kingpin getting a police escort for his pregnant wife,” I say, gasping for air. “You’ll be on the news,” I groan as another contraction hits even harder this time.

“Anything for my angel,” he says, trying to rub my back and keep me from falling to the floor.

“I knew you were trouble the first time we met.” I say, and Salvatore laughs.

“I thought the same thing.” He looks into my eyes, and finally I’m able to focus. The pain recedes some and I’ve got my breathing under control. “I got your book.”

I smile, knowing he’s trying to distract me. I don’t care, though, as long as it works. One look at him and I know I can make it through anything. He’s my rock and my best friend. He gives a whole new meaning to the phrase partner in crime, and I know that if he tells me it’s going to be okay, then he will make it so.

We make it to the hospital surrounded by cops with a group of nurses and doctors waiting on us. I’m rushed into the delivery room, and nine minutes later, I’ve got my baby boy in my arms.

Life couldn’t be better.

Epilogue

Salvatore

Ten years later…

“Salvatore, I can’t wait.”

I look down at her red sequined dress. It goes all the way to the floor, and my eyes travel every inch of it.

“It wraps at the waist, and I didn’t wear panties.” Her eyes are hungry and pleading. “Please. I’ll be quick.”

“Liar,” I growl, and push her up against the wall.

We have a room full of guests just on the other side of this door, and I can hear them all talking at the dinner table.

Moving my hands down, I take my hard cock out and watch as she reaches for the front of her dress. It wraps around her body so the front splits in two when she releases the clasp at her hip, revealing her naked body from the waist down.

“I’m going to fuck you against this door so you can hear how many people are waiting for me to fuck you so they can eat their dinner.” She bites her lip as a flush of excitement hits her cheeks. “Spread them.”

She does as I ask, spreading her lips, and I push my cock into her wet folds. I don’t penetrate her yet, just slide in between them, feeling her slick need coat me. If someone were to walk in on us right now from behind, we look completely innocent. Her dress covers all of her except the place she needs me most, and only my cock is out of my slacks. This is going to be quick and dirty.

“And what are you going to do after I fuck you and leave you with a load of cum between your thighs?” I ask, placing both palms on either side of head.

Her breath is shaky as she looks up at me through her lashes. “Let it drip down my legs. I want to look at you from across the table and know that you’ve marked me. That if I spread my thighs and you drop your napkin, you could look up my dress and see the mess you’ve made of me.”

“Fuck,” I growl, and grab her hips, lifting her. Her legs go around my waist right before I thrust my dick all the way inside her. “You love to tease me.”

“It’s my second favorite pastime,” she says, running her fingers through my hair and locking eyes with me. “My first is riding you.”

She moves her hips in the way I love best, and I nearly drop her. There are murmurs on the other side of the door, and I have to keep my voice low.

“If you want a spanking you could just ask for one,” I say, squeezing her ass and fucking her harder.

She moans and

bites her lip, remembering we have company. “This way is more fun.”

I roll her hips down and lengthen my strokes so every time, I glide past her clit. She tenses at the new sensation but doesn’t move as I work in and out of her. She’s building fast after all our teasing and I know she’s close.

When the first clench of her pussy grips me, I know I’ve got her. I thrust in easy strokes, working her over the edge and into paradise. I follow her, pumping her full of cum and feeling the ache in my cock at the release. Seeing her like this, lost in pleasure and needing more, I’m ready to fuck her all over again.

“Save some for later.” She winks at me and wiggles down off my cock.

I moan at the loss of her tight heat and watch as she ties her dress closed. I’m putting my cock away when she leans up and gives me a quick kiss on the lips. Then she winks at me right before she flings open the door and walks out, saying a loud hello to everyone. People are talking amongst themselves, and if they heard us, they’d make a point to not say anything.

I manage to come up behind Thea and slip my hand into hers as we walk in. I lean in close and whisper to her. “Oh, you’re getting it bad tonight.” I hold her chair out for her and help her take her seat. Leaning down, I place a kiss on her neck, and she answers me in a low voice.

“That’s the plan, my love.”

She blows me a kiss as I step away and take a seat across the long table from her. Then her smile turns beyond wicked as I unfold my napkin and make a dramatic display of dropping it.

Two can play this game.

The End…