Izzy was right. So right. Callie would have hated the anger and vengeance that had blackened his heart, but she’d have wanted him to find a woman to care for and take care of him.
He grabbed a handful of her long black hair and pulled her face to him. Most of the time, she kept the thick strands pulled back in a tight braid, but at home, she’d been leaving it loose more and more. Just the way he liked it. That silky waterfall of hair was one of his favorite things about her.
“I’ve never once doubted your ability to protect yourself or our child,” he whispered against her mouth right before he took it in a scorching kiss.
Izzy moaned into his mouth.
“Thank you,” he said, lips brushing hers. “I know there is a large part of you that doesn’t believe this, but you’re going to be an incredible mother.”
Izzy’s breath hitched, and she tried to shake her head, but he held her firm.
“You’re going to be an incredible mother, baby. This kiddo won’t care if you don’t bake a million cookies or spend your days on Pinterest. You will love this child and teach them to love themselves. You’ll encourage them and help them grown into who they are supposed to be.”
“Jig…” Izzy’s eyes filled. So rare for her, even though her pregnancy. Most of her wild hormones came out as irrational anger instead of tears.
“You’re gonna be the most badass mother out there, because you give a fuck, Izzy. And you excel at everything you do.”
“I love you,” she whispered.
He smiled against her mouth as he moved in for another fiery kiss.
“But how the hell do you know what Pinterest is?” she asked right before their lips met.
Jig chuckled. “Holly told me all about it.”
With a snort, Izzy said, “At least the spawn will have Holly for the cookie baking shit.”
“Mm-hmm.” He nipped at her lower lip before sucking it into his mouth.
“Ugg,” Izzy groaned. “This baby needs to come out so we can go back to having a normal sex life.”
The baby had moved low enough, Izzy was no longer comfortable with penetration. That sure as hell didn’t mean he couldn’t get her off, though.
With a laugh, he slid off the couch and onto his knees between her legs. Ignoring the ache in his hard as fuck dick wasn’t easy, but if he knew his woman, she’d return the favor. And then some.
“Why are you laughing?” Izzy asked as she shifted her hips and allowed him to peel off her panties.
“Because you think you can have a normal sex life with a newborn.”
The scent of her arousal hit him, ramping up his own desire to nuclear levels. He rid himself of his underwear then returned to his knees. Izzy’s eyes lit at the sight of his rigid cock.
“Excuse me, but I’m pretty sure we are not your average parents. We’ll still manage a rockin’ sex life, bubba, trust me on that one.”
He gripped his length and stroked, loving the way she licked her lips. “I have no doubt you’ll give it your best shot.”
With a bark of laughter, Izzy said, “Shouldn’t you be spending a little less time on yourself there and a little more time on me?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Ohh, ma’am, I like that,” she said right before he took a long, slow lick through her drenched folds. “Oh, shit, God, yeah, I really like that. Do it again.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he said as Izzy’s laughter turned into a low, drawn-out moan.
He ate at her like he was starving, which he supposed he was. Starving for everything their life had become, and at that moment, craving to hear her come. Her flavor dominated his senses, making his own need shoot through the roof. He sunk two fingers into her at the same time he wrapped a hand around his cock and tugged. As he pumped into her pussy, he licked her clit and jerked himself. He grunted as his balls drew up tight. Wouldn’t take him long tonight. The combination of Izzy’s flavor, his own rampant need, and the high emotional connection to his woman had him at the edge in no time.
“Fuck, I wish I could see you right now,” she said, breathless as he fucked her with his fingers. When he sucked her clit at the same time, she let out a keening wail. “Jig,” she screamed as her lips lifted off the couch, pushing her pussy into his face. “I’m gonna come.”
He jacked himself like a madman.
“Oh, God. More, more, more. I’m so fucking close.”
So was he.
He grazed his teeth over her clit while curling his fingers inside her and off she went. Izzy thrashed on the couch, groaning and thrusting her hips as she rode out the orgasm on his fingers. Two more tugs were all took for the white-hot pleasure to overtake him as well.