Trust The Devil (Devil's Riders 3)

They both did.

“I want to marry you.”

“Yes, Jack.”

His hand snaked down to grip her hair, arching her back in the sexiest way.

“I want to make a baby with you.”

She sighed and nodded.

“Yes, Jack.”

“You can stop studying now.”

“Yes, Jack.”

With a groan he pushed inside her, the silkiness of her walls felt incredible without protection. It was like the first time all over again.

He clenched his jaw as he started to thrust slowly in and out of her. He wanted this to last. But then he remembered.

Making a baby was a lot of work. He’d had to keep her busy. At least four or five times a day.

He pictured her, belly round with his child.

That was it. He started to come.

He growled as he tried to slow down, to make it last. Her body was gripping his cock, making it hard to slid in and out as fast as his body wanted to. His seed was still pumping out, hard and fast.

He threw his head back, feeling pure light rise up through his shaft and pulse deep inside her. It was epic. It was the longest and hardest orgasm he’d had in his life.

Times a million.

It was almost like his body knew he was doing something important. Like he knew in his bones that this was it. They were making a baby.

Little did he know, they were making two.

Chapter 35

Donahue

“Here, honey let me get that.”

Sally smiled shyly and let Donnie take the box from her arms. They were packing up her house. Not that she had much, but what she had, she didn’t want to lose.

She’d already left so much behind the first time she ran.

And now that she was thinking about performing again… well, she definitely wanted her costumes and all her guitars to come with her.

Donnie was so encouraging. He’d even started plans to build out the attic into a recording studio for her. He believed in her, even when she didn’t believe in herself.

And he really, really liked to listen to her sing.

She reached down to get a stack of music magazines from the coffee table. That’s when she felt it.

Somebody was behind her. She smirked as his hand came to rest on her waist. She knew he wanted his hands a little to the left and a couple inches lower.

Donnie was a gentleman. He was far too polite to flat out grab her ass.

Well, not out of the blue anyway.

He was good about not spooking her. Maybe, just maybe, she wouldn’t be so jumpy in time.

His hand squeezed her and she stood, turning to face him. He looked a little flushed in the lazy afternoon light.

“So I was thinking…”

She knew exactly what he was thinking, but she decided to play dumb. She wanted to make him blush a little more.

“Hmm hmm?”

“Well, everyone will be over later to help us move and then mom’s making dinner so…”

“So?”

“So we won’t be able to be together until late. Really late.”

“But we’re together right now, Donnie.”

She fluttered her eyelashes with him as he swallowed. He really was too cute. He was trying to be polite. But the huge bulge in his jeans made it pretty clear what he was really after.

“Alone together. We won’t have any privacy.”

“What do we need privacy for, Donnie?”

He stared at her, clearly wondering if she was daft. She took mercy on him and set the magazines down.

“Can you help me with something?”

“Uh huh.”

He looked crestfallen as she took his hand and led him into the bedroom. The bottom sheet was still on it, she’d been planning to wash all her sheets before packing them away.

He stared at the bed, then back at her.

“I was hoping you would help me.”

“Of course.”

“I wanted to make one last memory of this house. Sort of wash it clean, you know?”

“What kind of memory?”

She smiled shyly and stepped closer.

“A naked one.”

He didn’t smile. He didn’t move for a heartbeat. And then Sally was staring at the ceiling, bouncing gently on the bed as Donnie started peeling his clothes off.

She hadn’t realized he could move that fast.

He knelt at her feet and stared at her as he pulled her cute little cowboy boots off. One and then the other. He reached for her jeans, tugging them open and then down off her legs. Then he pulled her thighs apart and started kissing his way up her body.

He got distracted a few times, but he was kissing her breasts about ten minutes later. He could not seem to get past her chest without moaning incoherently as he fondled and licked them.

It was another twenty minutes before he slid his gorgeous cock inside her.

“Sally…”

“Hmmm… Yes, Donnie?”

“All you ever have to do is ask.”

“Ask?”

“For naked times.”

“Oh.”

He grinned and then moaned as he slid in and out of her slick heat.

“Or stand there looking cute. Or just breathing.”