I don't technically have to work I have plenty of money of my own. When my uncle died, he left all of his millions to Avery, Draven, and me. Draven and I might not have been his children, but he loved us as if we were.
However, that's not to say I've ever been lazy. I may have been forced to give up my job when my brother first found out about Jett and me. Hell, he forced me to give up everything, but I know I can go back to work whenever I'm ready to do so.
I might even go back to school and get my degree in childcare. I love children, and I would do anything to help them in any way they needed. Childcare, nursing, even child psychology. Although, I don't know if I could listen to the awful things some kids go through.
Who knows, but it sounds like a good idea to me, school, childcare. Yeah, that's what I'll do.
“Why do you look so down, babe?” Brooke shrugs without looking at me. She seems so very down today. I've never seen her like this before, she's always so bubbly, usually.
I know my best friend has a tough home life with all of her family. Not one of them isn't racist. Apart from her sister, but Brooke isn't allowed to see her anymore at all. I know that hurts her. I also know it's killing her keeping her relationship with Hawk a secret from her family. She's very proud of him. There is no reason she should ever be ashamed of him.
However, this poor girl doesn't come from a family where she can go to them and tell them of her love for a man of color. It doesn't matter how white that man looks, but it's evident to anyone with eyes that man is of black heritage. He's also a handsome son-of-a-bitch, incredibly so.
“Brooke. Talk to me.” I take her hand in mine. She's sitting beside me on my bed, both our backs against the headboard.
“I've just been thinking a lot these past few days.”
“About what?”
I stroke my thumb rhythmically over the back of her hand. She drops her head back and lets out a long puff of air. “I can't do this for much longer, Maria. Sneaking around all the time, lying to my family, it's killing me.” She turns her head to the side and looks at me. “I don't want to be without Hawk, but my father will never let me leave.”
“Brooke, if you want to be with Hawk, there is nothing he and the MC, even my brother should I ask it of him wouldn't do to make that happen. There's nothing they wouldn't do to keep you safe. You know that. Don't let you father rule your life.”
“If I choose Hawk, I lose my sister. If I choose my family, I lose the man I love. I'm in a no-win situation. Ugh!” She shakes her head as if she's shaking away all thoughts of what is no doubt coming in her life.
I don't know and can't even wager a guess as to what's going to happen in her life in the future. I hope – even if it's selfish – that I don't lose her. I've never had a friend like her in my life. She's the closest thing I have to a sister, other than Avery, who has finally come around and is talking to me again.
I wrap my arm around Brooke, and she lays her head on my shoulder. “No matter what you decide, remember you have a family, Brooke. You have a huge family here with us. We all love you, and every one of us will take care of you should you choose to leave your family home. You will never lose Marnie either. Because, one day soon, she'll find a way to leave that monster and we'll be here for her as much as we are you.”
She lays her hand on my stomach, and I kiss her head. “I love you. You always make me feel better.”
“Love you too, bestie.”
I have a horrible feeling inside of me that I'll be losing her soon. She's never going to be able to walk away from her family. Her father will kill her if she tries without even blinking once he has.
I didn't hear Brooke leave; I fell asleep. She left me a note saying she'd see me soon. Jett has just walked through the bedroom door. I'm so happy to see him. I miss him when he leaves each day.
“Hey, baby girl.” He leans over the bed and kisses my lips.
“Hey yourself. How was your day?” I ask as he begins to strip himself of his clothes. My man is so full of muscle and tattoos that it makes my mouth water, especially looking at his eight pack. It also makes me lose my train of thought and my hearing.
“Earth to Maria!”
I shake my head. “Sorry, what?”
He chuckles and climbs into bed next to me. “I said my day was fine, but you spaced out on me.”
“Sorry.” He wraps his arm around me, and I snuggle into him as best I can. “You always distract me with your hot body.”
“Is that right?” He's looking at my lips, and his chest is beginning to heave.
I shouldn't have started this. It's so hard for me to find a comfortable position so we can have sex these days. I can't even suck his dick for him because I can't get to my knees without feeling sick. I guess bending over the bed while he's lying on it is easier for me to suck his cock, but he won't even let me do that.
He does eat my pussy when I'm bent over like that though, and it feels so fucking good, I'm so sensitive right now. I don't know if it's because I'm so close to the end of my pregnancy or because I'm a horny slut when it comes to my husband.
“Jett, I want you so badly.”
“I know.” He kisses my forehead. I know what's coming and I'm not going to like it one little bit. He lays his hand on my stomach. “She'll be here soon. Once she is, we can get back to normal.”
“Ugh!” I slap his hand away from my stomach and turn away from him. I hate that he does this to me. Three nights in a row he's denied me. I hate it! I know he's worried because of what happened, but that was weeks ago now. I'm fine!
“Baby, don't be like that,” The bed dips even more as he moves closer, wrapping his arm around me. I want to push him away, but I don't. “I just don't want to hurt you. We're so close to the birth, and I couldn't stand it if I hurt either of you.”
I smile at how sweet that sounds, but doesn't he understand that he's not going to hurt us? Well, as long as he's not too rough, that is.
“You're not going to hurt us, Jett.” I grind my ass against his erection. He may not want to have sex with me, but his cock is definitely up for the challenge.
“You're a naughty girl,” Gotcha! “Take your panties off. Right now.” He doesn't need to tell me twice.
Panties off along with everything else I'm wearing, he pushes me to my side, grabs my leg and lifts it over his thigh. So, we're doing it this way? I don't care as long as I get him inside of me.
His fingers dip between my legs, feeling how wet I am for him. How desperately I want him right now. “Oh, Jett,” I'm soaking wet for him. My pussy is already throbbing. My clit is pounding, and I can feel him already.
Two fingers slip inside my wet channel, and I'm burning up, my pussy is on fire. “You're so hot and wet, baby.”
I can do nothing but moan and grind myself against his hand. It doesn't take long for me to come screaming into my pillow. Before I've even come down from my much needed high, he's inside of me, stretching me wide open for him. God, this feels so different, I'm so fucking sensitive! I can feel him in every part of my body.
I meet his thrusts with powerful ones of my own, slamming my ass back against him. He's gripping my leg so tightly, lifting it higher to get deeper inside of me, and it hurts so good like this.
“I'm gonna come so fuckin' hard inside of you, Maria.”
“Yes! Yes, come inside me, Jett. Fuck! Please, baby, I need to come. I want to come with you!”
“You are so fuckin' hot when you beg!” I'll beg every day of the damn week if that's what he wants; if that's what makes him give me what I need.
I scream his name to the heavens as I burst around him like a volcano erupting in the mountains. He thrusts harder, faster, coming deep inside of me, and I can feel the spasms of his cock right against my womb. It feels so fucking good.
I will never get tired of this man. He's everything I have always wanted and needed.
He pulls out of me and lowers my leg. I turn over and face him, and he kisses me hard before pulling a
way and smiling down at me. “I love you, Maria. So fuckin' much.”