by ChaShiree M.
“YES!! Yes, I will marry you. I love you so much.”
“Love you too, baby.”
Does it get any better than this?
Chapter Fourteen
Lailani
Two Weeks Later
Thank goodness I came back. Even though it has only been two weeks, at twenty-one weeks pregnant, I am exhausted. Apparently, I have been doing too much according to my husband to be. He has been fussing at me since the day after the party. I keep telling him it is hard work trying to decorate the house, plan a wedding and go to school full time. I was able to transfer my credits to the University of Chicago online and I couldn’t be happier not having to go into the city. Believe it or not, I never want to leave this house. I have a home. Something I get to make mine. A home for me and my baby with the love of my life. “Get your hardheaded ass off of that damn ladder, Lani. What the fuck are you doing?” I turn to him showing him my displeasure at his tone of voice.
“I am hanging the curtains in the babies room.”
“Didn’t I tell you anything high up, wait for me and I will do it for you. Get down before you hurt yourself and my son.” picking me up from the ladder he sets me on my feet. “How was your day baby?” he asks, kissing me on my nose.
“Mmm… better now that you’re here.”
“Same baby. I hate going to work and leaving you here. Especially since you listen worth shit.” I giggle into his chest, loving the snuggle time. “So, what’s on tonight's agenda, baby?”
“Phillipa and Cord are coming over for dinner. The lasagna in the oven and so is the garlic bread. I just need to toss the salad and that’s it.”
“Sounds delicious. Let me go get cleaned up.”
“Want some company?”
“I always want company, baby. But if you bring your sexy ass up those stairs, Phillipa and Cord are going to be standing outside the whole night while I decimate you. Now be good and I will give you what you want tonight.” fuck I love it when he tells me to be good. Until him, I had no idea how much dominant men turn me on. Well let me change that statement...how much him dominating me, turns me on. Bzzz. Right on time. I think walking to the front door.
“Hey babe. You look great,” I tell her loving how well she is carrying this pregnancy.
“So do you,” she says rubbing my stomach. I turn to Cord, feeling bad that I have yet to speak.
“Cord, as always it is good to see you,” I say kissing him on the cheek.
“You as well Lailani. Where’s the man of the house?”
“He should be down soon. There is beer on the counter if you want to go in and have a drink.”
“Ah... you know me so well.” Phillipa rolls her eyes as he walks out of the room.
“What are we having tonight?” She moves through the house checking out everything.
“Lasagna.”
“I love your lasagna. But more importantly, I love what you are doing to the house. It's coming along beautifully.” I look around trying to see what she sees. I must admit a sense of pride.
“Thanks. It's a slow process, especially trying to plan a wedding and school.” I say rubbing my stomach as the baby moves.
“You know I will help with what I can.” I love her.
“I know. But honey, you are going to be dropping that baby and that should be your focus. To be honest, I don’t really want a wedding.”
“What do you mean?” she asks, a look of shock on her face.
“I am serious. All I want is to marry him. I would rather go to Vegas, have you and Cord come with us, marry him, and come home as his wife. That is all I want.”
“This is news to me,” I hear Dun say as he comes down the stairs. “Is this really what you want, baby?” he asks, lifting my chin further up so he can examine my eyes.
“Yes. I just want to marry you, Dun. That’s it. Nothing else matters.” He smiles and kisses me, being mindful we are not alone.
“Then that is what you will get. Is tomorrow soon enough?” My mouth drops open.
“Are you serious?” I feel my heart begin to race, excitement taking over me at the thought of this happening so soon.
“Yes. I told you anything you want.”
“YES!!” I scream, jumping up and down. Well, as much as I can jump.
“Omg. we have to go tell Cord so we can pack.”
Lasagna forgotten, I go upstairs and get ready for the rest of my life.
Epilogue
Dun
“Shh. Hush little man. You are going to wake your mama and she needs sleep.'' I say walking around the living room with my son. He was born two weeks ago and I can’t seem to put him down. Lani jokes that she is only good for the milk because she almost never gets to hold him. I know I should feel guilty, but I don't. This is my little guy. My Michael. We named him after my father. The day he was born, I knew I would never be the same. I vowed to love him, support him and to show him every day, much like my father tried too. “Hey hey...buddy. I know your diaper is dry since I just changed it. So, what’s going on?” I ask him, putting him on my shoulder sniffing the newborn scent.
“The milk factory is being summoned.” I turn, watching my sexy wife descend the stairs and I swear she is even more beautiful since giving birth. Motherhood suits her. Which is fucked up considering I have another four weeks before I can mount her.
“Hey baby. I was trying to calm this one down so you could rest.” And so I don’t have to look at your lush ass and can’t fuck it. What?!? It’s true. Well shit. Now I am talking to my mind. My dick is really in distress.
“It’s ok, babe. The milk is hurting anyway. When they drip, I know it’s time.” Well hell. Did she have to say that? “Come on sweet boy. Come to mama.” Handing him to her, I can’t help but feel a sense of loss. Crazy I know, but what can I say. If his mom is my heart, then he is soul. I watch as she pulls her maternity bra down and places her nipple in his mouth. Is it wrong that saliva is literally dripping down my chin? Lucky baby.
“Quit staring,” she says smirking.
“Those are my tits. Well, now mine and Michael’s. The point is I can stare all I want. As soon as he goes back to bed, I am going to suck the rest of that sweet milk outside of those plump tits until you beg me to lick that pussy. Now who's staring?” I love that after all of this, she still blushes. Feeling overwhelmed with love, I lean down and kiss them both. “I love you both so much. Thank you for fulfilling me.”
“I love you too, babe. Thank you for giving me the family I never had.” She finishes feeding my boy and I take him from her as she fixes herself and I burp him. Once he is snug in his crib... I more than fulfill my promise. Three times.
Epilogue
Lailani
Four Years Later
“Dun hurry up. Oh God. Faster. Yes,” I say trying not to scream. I just put the baby down and he hears everything. This one is a nosy one.
“Calm your greedy ass down. Shit. Don’t rush me when my cock is in his favorite place. Fuck baby. How the hell are you still so fucking tight. God. Juicy as pussy. Still greedy as fuck.” After all this time I still love it when he talks dirty. “Hmm, you like it when I call your tight little hole greedy don’t you?”
“Yes. Fuck me, Dun. I’m almost there. Yes. Yes.” Knowing I am a hair trigger from going over, he pinches my clit and I fall over, screaming before he flips me over on all fours and shoves my face into the pillow.
“That was for you. This one's for me.” He slams inside of me, taking me over and over, going deeper with each thrust. Feeling him in my stomach, I hold it, moaning and begging for him to let up some.
“Too deep, Dun. Oh please... I can feel you…”
“Where?” he whispers in my ear, as he leans over and bites my neck, sending zings through me. “Tell me, baby. Tell me where you feel me and I might pull it out.” Oh god. My pussy juices, knowing what I am going to say, because it is what he told me to say anytime he asks me during a deep hard fuck like this.
“I feel
you in my baby maker,” I moan, my body coming just from the words alone.
“Look at you. A few words and you fall. I know I said I might pull out, but fuck that. I think it’s time we make another one.'' The last thing he says before he roars out his orgasm, the hot jets shooting straight into my womb, creating another life I am sure since every time I pass my eight week check-up, I am pregnant the next month. Yes, you heard me, the little man I just laid down, is baby number four. We had Michael four years ago. Sienna, a year later. Marigold, a year after that and now we have baby, Dax. Apparently, my crazy husband is ready for number five. We both fall to the bed, gasping and sweaty, our mouths lazily sucking each other. I feel him lift my hips, wanting me to ride him, when I hear the baby crying. “Shit. Little cockblocker. You lay here. I will go get him and bring him to you.” He gives me one more kiss before he walks out the room. Taking a moment to stretch, I look around at the photos and trinkets. Remnants from our life as a family and I can't help but feel blessed. Out of all the people in the world, somehow we found one another and you know what, the day I came back here was the smartest thing I had ever done, because there is no more than him. This life we created is more than wonderful. It is evidence of our love and I wouldn't have it any other way.
I will give this man as many kids as my body can pump out, because with each one, comes more joy and love.
Nothing beats that.
About the Author
ChaShiree M.’s Author Bio
A little about me. I live in Illinois (hoping to move soon). I began writing when I was 14 and was published in my first poetry anthology at the age of 15. I graduated with my master’s degree at the age of 26 in Psychology with a concentration in Child and Family.
In September of 2017 I published my first novella and still can’t believe it. Writing is my passion, but I have been blessed enough to not have to do it for a living. I get to embark on both my passions every day.
I write stories with strong h’s though they don’t often know it at first. Alpha H’s with a heart of gold and eyes only for their woman. Filthy, raunchy, sex. Usually there is a great conflict, dire situations, and a resolution, though not always a HEA. There will never be cheating, and I can almost guarantee you, there will be babies. Babies are a must.
Signings have become my escape from my everyday life and how I meet you. My amazing readers and followers. I have been blessed to have made some of the best friends in this industry and without their support, I might have given up. I love readers and can be found interacting with them, having a great time online and in person when they find me at signings. I can’t wait to meet you too.
Acknowledgments
To my mom. You have always allowed me to be myself, understanding I will never be like everyone else and supported my rebellion. That is the reason I have always been able to excel and find solace in myself. I love you lady!!
To my kids: You are all growing into these crazy little people, with so much personality, and I love being able to watch you blossom. I love all of you. Embrace your difference and know I will love you no matter your decisions. Soar, my babies. Fly!!!
To my mob/Dirty Girls,. My comedians. My sisters. My protectors. My confidantes. My besties. My ride or die b******! Every day that I get to wake up to your craziness and laugh with you and cry with you and just be me, is another day I know how blessed I am to have your friendship. I know I don’t have to say each and every one of you, way too many of you crazy bitches to name. But know, I love all of you and thank you for keeping me awesome.
Mercedes, thank you for the beautiful covers!
MK Moore thank you for formatting it so beautifully.
Last but not least, LIFERS!!!!! Thank you for all of your support, friendship and for reminding me, that I just might be good at this writing thing. You are there for any and everything and without you, I wouldn’t be ChaShiree M.
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