Page 42

“Naughty, naughty girl.”

She’s starting to move faster now, and I have to get inside her before she comes. “Lift up, Mama. I need to feel you coming around my cock.”

I grip my base, positioning myself at her entrance. My eyes roll to the back of my head when she takes me almost all the way inside her in one go. “Fucking hell, Ladybug.”

“You feel so good, Gray.” Kylie places her hands on my chest and starts to move up and down. I grip her hips, helping her as much as I can while also thrusting my hips to hit the spot deep inside her that makes her moan.

She looks like a goddess, with her round belly and full tits swaying with every jolt of our bodies. I’ll worship the ground she walks on every fucking day of my life.

“That’s it, Mama. Use me. Take what you need.” I move my thumb to her clit as she begins to grind against me. Her body tightens, her orgasm hovering on the edge.

I use my other hand to cup her breast, pinching and plucking at her nipple until she throws her head back, crying out as she comes hard.

She takes me with her, giving me no choice in the matter. I pump my hips, my cock pulsing with every spurt of cum I shoot deep inside her. My breathing is choppy as I wrap my arms around Kylie. I pull her down to the bed so we’re lying on our sides again.

“If that gets any better, I think it might kill me,” I pant.

Kylie breathes out a laugh. “Agreed.”

We stay cuddled together for a few minutes, both of us basking in the endorphin high of a fucking great orgasm.

“We should probably talk about what this means,” Kylie says.

“Sure, I’ll go first. Bottom line is, I’m all in. I’m going to do anything and everything to make you happy, Ladybug. If that means eating your delicious pussy every morning, I’ll get on my knees enthusiastically. If you want me to take you dancing every weekend, I’ll kick the mud off my boots, and we’ll go. I want to take care of you and Peanut for the rest of my life. I want Luddy to see you as a second mom. I want everything with you.

“That’s probably more than you bargained for when you decided to kiss me, but I have to lay it all out there while you’re giving me the chance. I’ll do whatever you want me to, but just know that this means more to me than some random sex between friends.”

Kylie sniffs, her eyes welling with tears. “Jeez, Gray. Warn a girl before you make her cry.”

I press a kiss to her forehead and wipe the stray tear off her face with my knuckle. “Sorry, Mama.”

“Everything you just said would be a dream, but it’s not going to be that easy. I’m still married. I’m pregnant with another man’s baby, which means a custody battle, and there’s no doubt in my mind that it will be a battle. Are you sure you’re willing to take all of that on?”

“Without a doubt. I’ll stand by your side through every up or down we have in this life together. I’ll be your protector, your cheerleader, your partner until the day I die. Are you sure you’re ready to take on not just my crazy ass but Luddy’s as well?”

Kylie grins. “Absolutely.”

* * *

“Okay, Bro-tato Chip. It’s time to lay the hammer down and take this asshole out.” I emphasize my statement by punching my palm.

Holt freezes with his sandwich halfway to his mouth. “Hello, Grayson. Who are we talking about?”

I flop down into the chair in front of his desk with a sigh. “Kylie’s asshole husband. I need him gone so that I can ride off into the sunset with my woman.”

I’m still buzzing after spending all day with Kylie and Luddy yesterday. We didn’t do anything different than we normally would on a weekend together, but not having to hide my feelings for Kylie anymore left me flying high.

Luddy didn’t even ask questions about why I was constantly kissing and touching Kylie. She kept grinning at us though, so I have a feeling she knows exactly what’s going on.

“Ah. Well, first of all, congratulations. Gia and I are really happy for you and Kylie. Secondly, Chris should be getting served papers at any point now.”

“Oh, fuck. Okay. I’ll talk with Kylie about turning her phone off.”

Holt nods. “We discussed that this morning. She’s going to silence his messages without blocking him. Each text or call will damn him further and give us proof that the restraining order is necessary.”

I try not to pout about them leaving me out of the conversation.

“Don’t give me that face. You already knew we’d filed. I was just updating her on the timeline for when Chris should get the papers. The next logical discussion will be making sure she doesn’t go crazy with his pestering.”