My heart flips and I try to blink away my tears. “Really?”
“Really,” he says. “I can’t wait to have this baby with you, Dakota. Don’t you know? I adore you more than life itself, and this child is the perfect beginning for our life together.”
The tears are really flowing now, and the lump in my throat is too much for words, so I just shake my head slowly.
Jack brings our faces close together and keeps his eyes locked on mine. “I love you, Dakota. God, I love you so fucking much.”
With that, his mouth crashes down on mine and I can feel his kiss straight to my core. I know in this moment that he owns me, heart and soul, and that he will never let go. He runs his hands down my back, to the bottom of my dress, and yanks it over my head. When he looks at my curvy body, his eyes are so dark that they’re almost black, his chest heaving from an onslaught of emotion and excitement. Those blue eyes take me in like I’m his whole world, and I make a mental note to thank Libby for convincing me to put on my sexiest black bra-and-panty set.
Then, Jack rips his shirt open and buttons go flying everywhere, but he doesn’t care. He tosses the fabric carelessly to the floor before pulling me in close, until we’re practically molded together. Then he kisses me ravenously, running his lips and the tip of his tongue along my jaw to the tender skin just beneath my ear.
“God, I love you,” he whispers into my ear again, and chills rack my body.
The dominant alpha male keeps going, trailing his lips down the side of my neck to my collar bone, before moving down between my breasts. With a thrill, I realize he’s staking his claim and marking me as his territory. Then, he drops to his knees before me before pressing a reverent kiss to the soft mound of my belly. “I can’t wait to meet you,” he whispers, and I’m so glad he’s got a firm grip on my hips because my knees go weak, my heart overflowing with love.
But Jack’s a man in search of more than a few kisses and embraces. Before I realize it, he’s pulled me onto the floor beneath him, the marble a bit cold against my back. Then he kisses me again, holding himself up with one arm while using his other to push his pants down. By now, I’m completely nude, although I have no idea how I got that way. My creamy breasts bounce and my thighs part of their own accord, craving this man’s dominance.
“Oh sweetheart, you’re exactly what I need,” he growls roughly before wrapping my legs around his hips and pushing easily into my sopping sex. I arch my back off the floor, taking him deep.
“Ahh,” I moan into his mouth, and he groans in response.
“Fuck, you feel good,” he rasps.
Our bodies move together like we were made for each other. With every kiss, and every slow stroke of his cock inside me, my pleasure grows. My body is like pure electricity as wave after wave of ecstasy pulses through me, making me moan and cry out.
“Jack,” I gasp, as I feel myself begin to climax. Hot tremors run through my pussy and I wrap my arms about his broad shoulders even tighter. “Oh Jack!” I scream.
He answers, burrowing his face in my throat.
“Fuck!” he roars as seed begins to pulse into my secret space. “Oh fuck, I’m giving you another baby!”
But right at that moment, the front door swings open, and to our combined horror, it’s Eddie and my mom! What the hell? What are they doing here?
Jack moves like the wind, grabbing my dress and covering me up before pulling out, his member slick with fluids. Unfortunately, neither of us can completely stop, and his tip continues to dribble semen even as my mom lets out a scream.
“Dakota? What the hell?” Denise shrieks. “What are you doing here?”
But it’s too late because I already have my man and my baby, and nothing can tear us apart now.
11
Dakota
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I stare at my mom’s high heels, unable to meet her eyes. She’s wearing a pair of Louboutins with their signature red soles. They cost a fortune, and the purchase meant I would have to use my salary to buy our groceries for the week, but Denise never lets things like that stop her.
Meanwhile, Eddie steps up beside my mother and throws his arm over her shoulder. He looks handsome with his blonde hair and pale blue eyes, but he’s nothing compared to his father. Now that I know what a real man is like, Eddie appears puny and child-like.
“Hey Pops,” he drawls in Jack’s direction. “Nice work.”