Stranded with Her Bullies - Page 42

“I think I’m pregnant.”

“And how does that make you feel?”

She put a hand on her stomach. “I’m not angry. I’m not upset. I’m kind of excited when I think about it.”

“But?”

“But…” She released a breath. “This is a big change for all of you. How can I believe this is what you want?”

“You have a hard time trusting people.”

“I have a hard time believing you’re all going to be happy here,” she said, tucking her hair behind her ear.

“I grew up with the perfect family. Two loving, workaholic parents, but they noticed me. They didn’t have a whole lot of time for me. There were holidays and vacations, but most of the year, it was work. It’s why I know to get what I want, I have to work hard. They got everything, and you know, they died in a car accident because of a drunk driver. They’d worked eighteen-hour shifts. Even when our company had started to earn millions, they refused to quit.”

“I’m so sorry. I didn’t know your parents had passed away.”

“It wasn’t big news. There was an investigation and the other driver was thrown in prison,” he said.

She closed the distance between them and cupped his cheek. “I know that kind of pain. Why didn’t you say anything before?”

“Daphne, I know how you lost your parents.”

“You think I’d think you were lying?”

“To get into your pants, yeah,” he said.

“I don’t think that.” She pressed a kiss to his lips.

“All I ever wanted was a family, Daphne. I grew up alone, and from the time I was little, I knew if I got the chance, I was going to have a big family. You, Eric, and Micah, you’re the start of the family I always wanted.” He pressed a hand to her stomach. “And this guy or girl, they’re building that family. I’m not ever going to get bored, and believe me, you’re going to get sick and tired of me being around. I’ve already got a few ideas for this place that I’ve drawn up.”

“Whoa, slow down. What I will warn you about is turning this place into some luxury spa you can get in the city. People come here to get away from all of that.”

“Believe me, no spa. You could say it’s more like my own desires,” he said, dropping a kiss to her lips. “I want to fuck you in a swimming pool and I also want to go swimming naked with you.”

“You say the sweetest things.”

Dean picked her up and carried her to his bed. Placing her down, he followed her, settling between her spread thighs.

“I get your fear. You think none of us have felt it?” he asked. “We all love you and what we’re all asking for is unconventional, but it’s what we want.” He dropped a kiss to her neck, feeling her gasp.

Smiling against her flesh, he opened up the robe she wore, finding nothing beneath.

“Well, well, well, I think you want to play,” he said. Gliding his tongue down across her nipple, he took one bud into his mouth before moving down. Capturing her foot in his hand, he held her to the side, spreading her legs even wider.

He stared down at her soaking wet pussy and slid his tongue across her swollen clit. Sucking it into his mouth, he used his teeth. She jerked within his grasp but his hold on her kept her to the bed.

Flicking his tongue back and forth across her pussy, he felt her release start to build. Every single time she was with him, he wanted her to come screaming his name. She was so wet, her cunt calling to his dick.

He released her clit, pushed down his pants, and gripped his stiff prick. Putting the tip to her entrance, he stared into her eyes as he thrust inside her. The tight heat wrapped around his length. One hand still held her foot, and with the other, he put his thumb to her clit and began to stroke her.

Back and forth across her clit, he stared into her eyes as he made love to her. Taking his time, drawing out her pleasure.

She moaned, arching up to take more of him.

“Come all over my dick.”

She whimpered, but he didn’t speed up his thrusts. He made sure she knew who was in control. There was nothing she could do to make him go faster. He waited, stroking her until she came. His name echoing off the walls from her pleasured screams, which was exactly what he wanted.

Wrapping his arms around her, he took possession of her mouth. This time, he wasn’t going to fuck her, but make love to her. To let her know with his actions as well as his words that what he meant was the truth. He loved her so fucking much. Not a day went by when he didn’t think of her.

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