The Reed Security Relationship Manual: A Reed Security Romance

by Giulia Lagomarsino

  “What was that?”

  “Nothing,” I said, slamming my mouth shut. “I didn’t say anything.”

  “Don’t pretend like you’re some saint here, putting up with your pregnant wife. You’re never here to help with the other kids.”

  “Yeah, because I’m out working,” I said slowly.

  “Right, and I’m just lounging around here all day, not doing a damn thing.”

  I looked at her lounging on the couch, and I tried to bite my tongue. But she laid it out there for me, literally, and it was too good to pass up. “So, what do you call what you’re doing right now?”

  I had never seen a pregnant woman jump up so fast in her life. One minute, I was standing a foot away from her, and the next, I was lying on the ground at her feet. Ironic how that works. I groaned and rolled over, holding my eye. Damn, I forgot how feisty Cara could be. I had thought that maybe Cap kept getting Maggie pregnant so that she was more docile. But seeing how Cara reacted, and knowing Maggie, there was no way that was the reason.

  I staggered to my feet, still clutching my eye, and looked at my not-so-adoring wife. “I think we got off on the wrong foot here this morning.”

  “You think?”

  “Look, I didn’t mean that I don’t want our kid. I just thought I would have more time with you, and now we’re having another kid.”

  “You…wanted more time with me?” she asked, like she didn’t fucking know.

  “Of course, Lollipop.” I moved closer to her, wrapping my arm around her waist and pulling her closer to me. “Do you remember what it used to be like?” I whispered, licking at her ear. “Do you remember what I used to do with my tongue? You never let me do that anymore.”

  She flushed bright red, and I took advantage, sliding my hand up her back to cup her neck as my other hand moved to cup her breast. “Because I’m all stretched and…” I squeezed her breast, hearing a soft gasp escape her perfect lips.

  “You’re fucking perfect, Lollipop.” My hand slipped down her waist to the band of her pants. I could already feel her soft curls sliding through my fingers and my cock jumped to attention. “And I still want to lick every inch of you, until I get to the moist…” I slid my finger through her wet folds. “Hot….” I dipped a finger inside her and licked at her neck. “Center of that lollipop.”

  Her hands slid around my neck, pulling me in closer to her. Her lips grazed against mine, but when I started pumping my fingers inside her, she moaned, opening for me to slide my tongue inside. She was fucking perfect. Every fucking inch of her.

  “Mark,” she cried out as I slowly slid my thumb back and forth over her clit.

  “Do you need my tongue on you, Lollipop?”

  She groaned, bucking her hips against my hand. I pushed her down on the couch gently and grinned at her as I pulled her pants down over her hips. Her eyes were shining bright with desire as I dragged her pants off her and spread her legs wide for me to see all of her.

  “So fucking beautiful. Look at you, so wet for me. I’m gonna lick every last drop from you.”

  I leaned in and took my first swipe, groaning as I tasted her sweet cream. It had been way too fucking long since she’d let me do this, and now that I had my first taste, I wasn’t going to stop. I slid my hands up her legs, slowly pushing them farther apart to open her up further for me. Her fingers slid through my hair, yanking me against her. I chuckled and pressed an open mouth kiss against her clit, letting my tongue flick the little bean. I watched her, memorizing every moan and gasp that came from her mouth. The more she cried out, the more I slid my tongue across her pussy lips.

  My cock was rock hard, but there was nothing that could stop me from pleasing her right now. I would fuck her sweet pussy with my tongue until she was exhausted and limp in my arms.

  “Mark,” she gasped. “I’m…Oh, God.”

  I sucked harder, sliding two fingers inside her and pumping hard, pushing her toward her orgasm. I grinned against her pussy when she cried out, gripping my hair so tight that it felt like she was ripping the hair from my head.

  “Ahh,” she cried. “Oh fuck!”

  “Yeah, baby, tell me more.”

  “Mark,” she gasped.

  “Tell me, Lollipop. Tell me how much you want me to fuck you.”

  “Ahh,” she cried, only this time it sounded different, more urgent.

  “Fuck, you’re making me so hard right now,” I growled.

  “Mark, fuck, you have to stop.”

  I grinned and fucked my fingers into her harder and pulled her clit between my lips again. But then she started slapping me upside the head.

  “You’re so fucking needy,” I groaned, unzipping my pants. “I’m coming. Be patient, Lollipop.”

  “No, you jackass,” she hissed. “I’m in labor!”

  I stopped pulling off my pants and stared at her in shock. “What, now?”

  “Yes, now! Sex can bring on labor.”

  I stared at her, my eyes darting back and forth over her face, searching for any sign that she was fucking with me. Then I exploded. “And you’re just telling me this now?”

  “Mark,” she growled. “Now’s not the time to play the blame game.”

  She pushed upright and I stared at her glistening pussy, my cock urging me to go for it. “Maybe we have time for just a quickie?”

  She panted hard and glared at me. “Are you kidding me?”

  “What? It’s there,” I pointed to her cunt. “It’s dripping wet for me! It wants me. No, it needs me!”

  I bent forward to take another lick, but she slammed her legs closed around my head, shooting daggers at me. “If you want to live, you’ll stop thinking about your cock and start thinking about getting me to the hospital. Do you remember how fast Mason came?”

  Yeah, I remembered that fiasco. I barely got her to the hospital before she was having my kid. It was a close call, one I didn’t want to repeat. Still, I was so close to the motherland, and I could still smell her, trapped between her legs.

  “You know you want my cock in you,” I growled. “One last time before this kid comes out,” I said, shoving her legs open and pulling her closer to me. I lined my cock up and rubbed it through her juices. She stared at me, daring me to take my life in my own hands, and I decided to take a gamble with it.

  I shoved inside her slowly, savoring every inch that was coated in her heat. “Oh, fuck, that’s amazing.”

  She cried out, gripping my arms tight, her fingers digging into my skin. “Mark, I’m having a contraction!”

  Her body tightened up around me, clenching my cock tighter than anything I’d ever felt. She started screaming, her nails drawing blood.

  “Oh fuck,” I cried out.

  “Oh, God! I’m gonna kill you!”

  I panted hard, trying not to lose it as she continued to strangle my cock with her body. My heart was racing out of control, and then she was moaning as I started moving inside her. It only took a few strokes and I was coming, pulling out to spread my semen on her stomach. I lifted my hand and spread it over her large tummy, but in the next minute, I was smacked in the face with a pillow.

  “What the hell was that for?”

  “That was for fucking me when I’m in labor, you jackass!”

  My mouth dropped open, and I shook my head slightly. “That was amazing, Lollipop.”

  “That hurt like a fucking bitch!”

  “Really? Because I gotta say, even though it was the quickest I’ve come since I was a teenager, it was the most life-altering experience I’ve ever had.”

  “That’s because you don’t have a baby making her way down to your vagina!”

  I nodded. “Right, I can see your point.”

  She gripped me by the shirt, yanking me right in front of her face. “Go get the truck and get me to the hospital before I decide to call Maggie.”

  She shoved me back and I stumbled to my feet, racing toward the front door and tripping over my pants on the way. I stood and yanked my pants up
, running out the door and over to my truck, pulling the door open. I went to start the truck, and realized I didn’t have the fucking keys. I got out and ran back to the house, snatching the keys off the table. I was about to run out again when I took a turn and headed upstairs to grab our hospital bag. Racing back downstairs, I ran for the truck, putting the bag in the back. I pulled the truck off the street where I parked it and right in front of the house, but as I got out, I realized that I had Mason upstairs. Shit. As I ran into the house again, I grabbed my phone and hit Cap’s number as I ran upstairs to get my kid.

  “This had better be an emergency,” Cap grumbled.

  “Cara’s in labor,” I shouted. “I’m grabbing Mason and taking her to the hospital, but I need someone to keep an eye on Asher and Violet. They’re at the training center.”

  “We got it. How far along is she?”

  I snorted and grabbed Mason out of his crib. “Let’s put it this way, I could feel her contractions squeezing my cock so tight, I thought I would pass out.”

  “You were fucking her while she’s in labor?” Cap asked incredulously.

  “We were in the middle of fucking when it happened. Well, I was licking my Lollipop, but-”

  “Stop, just fucking stop. I don’t need to hear that shit. You’re sick.”

  “Not sick,” I corrected, running down the stairs with Mason. “I had her pussy right there. She was ready for me. Do you know how long it’ll be before I get another taste of that?”

  I flung the front door open and ran out to the truck.

  “I’m aware. Do you remember how many kids I’ve had?”

  “I was there for most of the deliveries,” I said dryly, strapping Mason in. I got in the front and took off out of the driveway, kicking up gravel as I raced toward the entrance of the property. “Alright, I’m on my way to the hospital.” My phone beeped with an incoming call, and I could see it was Cara on the touchscreen on my truck. “Hold on, Cap. Cara’s calling me.”

  “What?”

  I huffed in irritation. “Cara’s calling me. Hold on one fucking second.”

  “I thought you said you were on the way to the hospital?”

  “I am.”

  “Then why the fuck is Cara calling you?”

  I slammed on the brakes and spun the wheel, slamming my fist against it. “Goddamnit!”

  I heard him chuckling over the phone and glared at the screen, like he could see me.

  “You’re such a dumbass.”

  “Fuck you,” I said, switching the call over. “Cara, I’m on my way back.”

  “You left me here!”

  “Yeah, but I remembered Mason.”

  “Well, that’s good since he’s the one in labor!”

  “Hey, you should be thanking me for remembering my kid.”

  “I’ll thank you when I have this kid on the floor of our living room,” she growled.

  I paled and shook my head. “You’re joking, right? That’s…that’s not really a possibility, is it?”

  “It will be if you don’t get your ass back here!”

  “Just hold it in. Squeeze your vagina shut until I get there. I’m pulling up now!”

  I parked the truck and ran inside, relieved when I saw Cara standing there ready for me. Her face was contorted in pain, but there was no baby coming out. I grabbed her elbow and started ushering her toward the door, but she stopped me, taking a deep breath before letting out a small scream.

  My eyes widened and I moved in front of her, bending down to her eye level. “Okay, Cara, this is going to be okay. You are not having a baby here. We’re gonna get you to the hospital right now.”

  “Oh, God, this hurts so much. I think the baby’s coming now. I feel like I have to poop.”

  I shook my head rapidly, swooping her up into my arms. I didn’t even shut the front door as I ran out to the truck. “Jesus, you’re really fucking heavy.”

  “I’m pregnant!”

  “I know, but…crap, it’s like dragging around a boulder.”

  I got to the truck just as Cap pulled up, getting out with Rocco in tow. “Thank God,” Cara breathed out in a huff. “Someone that knows what they’re doing.”

  “Are you gonna make it?” Rocco asked.

  “Oh, we’re gonna make it,” I said, helping Cara into the back. “Cap, front seat.”

  “Oh, no,” he shook his head. “I’m not getting in that truck. I’ve seen this episode multiple times. I get in that truck and I have to help deliver another baby.”

  “Get in the fucking truck,” Rocco barked, getting into the backseat with Cara.

  I got in the front, and pulled out, glancing in the back at how Rocco was trying to check on Cara over the car seat that was in the middle.

  The gates took forever to open, but when they did, I peeled out in front of another car, not caring that I almost made them drive off the road.

  “No, take the main road,” Cap argued. “If we take the side roads, she’s gonna have this baby on the side of the road.”

  “The main roads are packed at this time of day,” I snapped. “I’m not getting stuck in a fucking traffic jam.”

  “In this town?” Cap shot back.

  “Both of you, shut the fuck up,” Rocco shouted.

  “I’m not gonna make it. God, it feels like she’s coming!”

  Rocco bent over the car seat and started checking Cara. I kept glancing in the rearview mirror, trying to see what was happening.

  “Eyes forward,” Cap barked. “Are you trying to kill us?”

  “Guys, I think we need to pull over,” Rocco said urgently.

  I glanced over at Cap and slowly shook my head, then pressed my foot down on the gas pedal. “No fucking way. We’re not having this kid on the side of the road.”

  “She’s coming,” Cara snapped. “I need to push.”

  “Don’t you fucking dare,” I shouted.

  “We need to pull over,” Rocco shouted.

  “No,” Cap said, “We can make it. We’re a few minutes out.”

  “This baby is a few minutes out,” Rocco countered.

  “We will not have another fucking baby on the side of the road,” I shouted.

  “Having a baby in a moving vehicle is not smart,” Rocco snapped.

  “We can do this. Back me up, Cap.”

  “Ten-four. We’re almost there. Press your goddamn foot down.”

  The truck lurched forward as I pressed the pedal harder and swerved around a car, barely missing an oncoming truck. “We can do this,” I shouted. “Say it with me. Believe it!”

  “I believe,” Cap shouted from beside me. I reached out my hand and he gripped it, holding it tight as we held our joined hands up in the air. “We’re gonna make it!”

  “I don’t believe,” Cara shouted. “We’re not gonna make it!”

  “This baby is coming now!” Rocco shouted. “Pull the fucking truck over.”

  “Never!” I shouted in a battle cry.

  I jumped the curb for the hospital and cut off another car, racing across the parking lot to get to the emergency room. I pulled into the emergency drive and slammed it into park, then hopped out and grabbed Cara, racing through the automatic doors with her.

  “Lady with a baby!” I shouted. Everyone stopped and stared at me for a moment. “Come on! She’s having a baby right fucking now!”

  One of the nurses jumped into action and raced over with a gurney for me to set Cara on. I set her down and shook out my arms.

  “If you say one word,” she growled through clenched teeth, “about how heavy I am, I’m gonna kill you,” she shouted, gripping onto my shirt as she screamed. The nurse’s eyes went wide as she draped a sheet over Cara and yanked down her pants.

  “Oh shit! Call the doctor!”

  “Move me to a private room,” Cara cried.

  “Nope, this baby’s coming now,” the nurse insisted. Rocco shoved her aside and got between Cara’s legs. “Alright, push on the next contraction, Cara.”

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nbsp; “You push,” she shouted. Then she started screaming and leaned forward, pulling me right up against her.

  “Cap! Behind her,” I shouted.

  “Damnit, I fucking knew this was going to happen.”

  He climbed on the gurney behind her to support her. She took some deep breaths and then her nails were digging into my arm as the other hand kept a tight grip on my shirt.

  “One more push, Cara,” Rocco shouted.

  “Ahh!” she screamed, and then I screamed as she drew blood. There was a baby’s cry and then she sagged back against Cap, breathing hard. She was all sweaty and her face was beat red, but it was over. I bent down and gave her a kiss.

  “You did it, Lollipop.”

  “Of course, I did it,” she said with little heat. “What did you think was going to happen?”

  The doctor came rushing out as Rocco swaddled the baby in a blanket the nurse handed him. He was grinning down at our daughter, and that’s when I realized that he was about to go through this again.

  “Not too much longer and this’ll be you,” I joked.

  “Nah, I’m not stupid enough to fuck Brooke while she’s in labor.”

  “What?” the doctor said. “You…”

  “Hey, I don’t want to hear it,” I snapped.

  Rocco handed our baby girl over to Cara and she stared down at her, a huge smile on her face. Finally free of her clutches, I took a step back and nodded. “See? I told you we would make it.”

  Cap looked at me, his face pinched. “Where’s Mason?”

  Chapter Nineteen

  Cap

  I stood outside the door of the panic room, still banging on the fucking door. Maggie was going to have to answer eventually. “Freckles, open the fucking door now!”

  Of course, the only way she would hear me is if the audio was turned on, and knowing her, she had it flipped off just to piss me off. But this was important, monumental even. Sighing, I was about to turn around when I heard the locks disengage. Maggie stood on the other side of the door, looking more pissed than I had seen her in a long time.

  “Freckles…”

  “Don’t you dare Freckles me.”

  I sighed and leaned my forehead against the doorframe. “Can we just talk?”