“Not happening. I’m sorry, but the Big D has to remain locked away while we’re here.”
“We’ll see.” Then he strips out of all his clothes.
“That’s the complete opposite of what I just told you!” I block my eyes with my hand. How am I supposed to remain composed when his peens flopping around?
“I never agreed, so get ready baby. I’m gonna make you break your self-imposed celibacy before the nights over.”
Grant saunters towards me but turns at the last second into the bathroom. I can see him through the space that I left open between my fingers. He leaves the door open and I know this is part of his game.
The shower starts up and I close my eyes. He’s going there.
My feet start inching towards the open doorway. I manage to stop them when I’m a few feet from the bathroom. Then I hear it. Grant moans after I’m standing just outside the door for a few minutes. His moans are what dreams are made of. He knows the quickest way in my panties is to get me to watch him. Seeing him get off does things to me. I’m wet before I’ve even seen the show.
I peek my head around the corner. A frustrated sigh releases from my mouth when I realize I’ve waited too long and now everything’s steamed up.
Seeing the silhouette of Grants hard body is like eating one chocolate chip cookie. It’s never enough. I want to see his hand stroking his impressive length. To watch his head tip back with his mouth open as he gasps in pleasure.
I’m nearly weeping when I hear that damn gasp. Stand strong Aggie! It’s just a penis.
“I could use your help baby.” Grants voice is raw and breathy.
“I’ll just… I’ll just stay right here.”
The glass door opens and there he is. The Big D in all its magical glory. Yes, magical like a wand. There’s a whimper and I don’t realize it’s come from me until I’m in the shower still fully dressed.
Grant slams my back against the shower wall and attacks my mouth. His tongue strokes mine and it’s pure heaven.
“What am I doing? We can’t, your parents…”
“We can Aggie. Just be quiet.”
“You know that’s impossible. But…”
I drop to my knees and take his cock in my mouth. There’s a loud bang as Grant’s hands slam against the shower wall. So much for being quiet.
I’m sucking and bobbing up and down. It’s too much, I need to come. My hand leaves the task of massaging his balls and slinks under the hem of my skirt.
A moan vibrates through my mouth once my fingers brush over my swollen clit.
I’m pulled off the ground, pushed up against the shower wall and completely filled with Grant’s cock in a breath. He just shoved my panties to the side and slammed right in.
“Do you expect me to keep control when I see you playing with that pretty pussy baby?”
“Less talking, more thrusting!” Pregnancy’s made me insatiable. I don’t know who I was kidding trying to make a sex ban this weekend.
His hips piston in and out of me at a delicious pace. I try keeping my noises to a minimum but it’s a failed task when my orgasm steam plows through my body. I call out his name so loud I’m pretty sure the whole state of California can hear. I bend down and bite his shoulder to try to and keep whatever else is sure to come out locked tight.
“Fuck!” Grant roars before reaching his climax and emptying himself inside me.
Freaking Grant and his voodoo magic. He’s balls deep inside me and I’m fully dressed still! My panties are still on! I start giggling because my hairs plastered to my face. I must look like a drowned rat.
“Baby, stop. When you laugh the vibrations go straight to my dick.”
But I laugh harder. Can’t help it. I’m picturing my vagina singing to the Big D for a job well done.
Grant presses me up against the stall again and pushes his hips forward making him impossibly deep. It makes me gasp as he bends down and starts licking and kissing up my neck.
“How is this even possible?” I moan when I feel him go from half-mast to full salute.
“Anything’s possible when I’m with you Aggie. The Big D aims to please.”
“Mission accomplished. I’d be glad to take the phone survey and give you all fives.”
Then he shuts me up when he makes love to me all over again.
Told you, magic. When Grant’s cock points my way, it chants Alohomora! Then BAM, my legs fly open giving him access to come forth and conquer.
Maybe I should rethink this magic business.
He’s a total Viking.
CAN’T I JUST LOCK YOU IN THE BASEMENT…
“How is this even possible?” I groan.
“What’s the matter baby?”
“All my clothes are tight, it makes no sense. It’s not like I’ve been packing on the pounds or have a baby bump yet. What gives”
“We can go get you some maternity clothes tomorrow.” Grant wraps his arms around my waist and rests his head on my shoulder.”
“Ugh, maternity clothes. Didn’t think I’d need those for a while. I probably don’t, my leggings will fit my whole pregnancy.”
We hear a gasp and turn in unison towards the bedroom door where a very pretty blonde is standing.
“Cally…”
“Oh my god!” She runs into the room. “You’re having a baby?” She latches onto Grant with a huge smile on her face. “You know how badly I want to be an auntie!”
Once the hug ends Grant ushers Cally to me which is completely awkward because I’m hiding my upper half by holding a shirt in front of me. Thank god, I still had my pants on.
“Cally, this is my baby mama Aggie.”
I roll my eyes because really? Baby mama? “Nice to meet you Cally. Although I’m not a baby mama.” I glare at Grant.
“It’s nice to finally meet you Aggie. I’ve heard so much about you from most of my brothers.”
I smile looking into her warm eyes knowing we’re going to be great friends. It’s the vibe she shoots off. Nothing fake about her for being from Hollywood.
“Does everyone else know?”
“Nope and we’d like it to stay that way. Our first doctor’s appointment is Monday and then we’re going to tell everyone.”
“No problem. I promise I won’t even tell Woody.”
Grant groans. “I think I need to have a little chat with Woody.”
“No, you don’t. He’s really a nice guy and I love him Grant.” She points her finger at him. “Do not start anything or I’ll start singing like a canary.”
“You think I’m scared?”
“Aggie, this one time behind the school, Grant was found by the cops…”
Grant quickly covers Cally’s mouth and I can tell she’s smiling when her eyes light up in victory.
“Point taken, I won’t cause any problems with Woody.”
“I wanna know this freaking story. Girl, you’re going clothes shopping with me tomorrow!” I seriously need this story if the cops are involved. It’ll level our playing field.
“I’m taking you, I should be there.”
“No, you shouldn’t. We’re gonna have some girl time and maybe you can hang out with my boyfriend and get to know him.”
The horror written across Grant’s face says it all and I feel a little bad for feeding him to the wolves tomorrow. Just a little.
“This still poses the problem that I have nothing to wear tonight. I can’t wear my leggings and Twilight shirt to dinner.”
“I’ve got you covered.” Cally winks then leaves the room.
“Twilight huh?”
“Of course. Who can resist Edward’s charm? Not me!”
“I learn something new about you every day Aggie. How have I not caught on to this over the past nine months? Next you’re going to tell me you have a vampire fetish and want me to suck your blood.”
At the word suck I’m instantly wet. Damn hormones! And before I can restrain myself “you can suck something” leaves my mouth.
&nbs
p; “Even after the shower we just took?” Grant asks in disbelief.
I walk up to him and palm his dick through his jeans. “You have no clue. I’ve been holding back.”
He gets a dark look in his eyes that promises one hell of a time as the door flies open again and I quickly pull my hand off his now rock-hard junk.
“Here, this should fit. It’s super flowy.”
I hold the maxi dress up and it should do the trick. It’s very boho chic. “This is awesome! Thank you!”
“Woody buy that for ya?”
“Grant, stop it. I bought it.”
He holds his hands up showing he’s not starting any problems.
“Alright, I’ll see you guys downstairs in…” She looks at her phone. “Twenty minutes! Liam and Brent are already downstairs. Surprise, surprise, Liam has a date.” She fake gags before leaving the room.
“What’s wrong with Liam having a date?”
“Liam always has a date. He goes through women faster than…” He thinks on it for a second before I jump in.
“You did when you were a slut?” I look up at him with as innocent a look as I can muster.
“You’re gonna get it for that one.” He picks me up and drops me to the bed. Then he proceeds to tickle me until I’m begging for him to stop.
“I’m gonna pee, I’m gonna pee!” Grant stops as I run for the bathroom. When I’m done I exit and find Grant in just his boxer briefs. What I would give right now to whip those bad boys off and stay in bed all night.
“You can’t look at me like that Aggie. You’re making leaving for dinner extremely difficult.”
“Can’t I just lock you in a basement and have my way with you whenever I want for the rest of this pregnancy?” I pout.
He sits and pulls me on his lap. “Baby, you wouldn’t have to lock me away to have your way with me. Now let’s get you dressed. We have five minutes.”
“Oh no!” I run into the bathroom and quickly work a brush through my hair and throw on some lip gloss. When I turn Grant’s waiting in the doorway with the dress. He helps me into it and it fits perfectly.
“I’m gonna be a hippie this pregnancy.”
Grant laughs. “This looks gorgeous on you, but we’re still going shopping tomorrow.”
“You mean you’re going out with Woody while I go shopping with your sister.”
“Not happening baby.”
“Don’t you want us to bond?”
“You aren’t fooling me, I know you want to ask her about my run-in with the cops.”
“I forgot about that already.” I lie. “Maybe I want to get to know your sister.”
“Fine. But if this guy tries to tell me toilet papers bad for the environment I can’t be held accountable for my actions.”
“Don’t be silly. He’d lecture you about using one square a day being more than enough.” I laugh.
“I’ll deal with that tomorrow. Tonight, I have a very eager family waiting to meet my girlfriend. Don’t say I didn’t warn you about Liam’s girl. He always dates… interesting women.”
“Sounds fun!”
Grant looks at me with soft eyes before rubbing my flat stomach with his hand. It’s little things like this that let me know he’s going to be an excellent daddy. Sometimes I think he’s more excited than I am and let me tell you. That’s no small feat.
***
We’re walking down the staircase when I hear it. I wish I foresaw this happening because I would have brought ear plugs with me.
“You’re so funny Liam.” Then the laughter… my ears are bleeding. I haven’t seen this girl yet but I already despise her.
“Wipe that look from your face.” Grant laughs. “I’ve become immune over the years.”
“How the hell can you get used to that? Sounds like a dying donkey.”
When we reach the landing, I look around at everyone. I know which ones Liam immediately from the porn star on his arm. And don’t think I’m putting her down. She most likely is in pornos with tits like that. I understand getting a boob job if you have a small chest, hell, I have a modest amount up top. But we’re talking watermelons. Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating. They’re more like honey dew’s… and now I want some fruit salad.
Introductions are made and Malibu Barbie looks me over with distaste once Grant says my name. I look behind me making sure she isn’t openly disapproving of Cally’s boyfriend, but nobody’s behind me. Well, this night should be interesting.
“How long have you and Liam been together?” I need to give her a chance, maybe she makes a bad first impression.
“We met last night. Then got reacquainted this morning and this afternoon.”
“Oh… that’s nice.”
“It is, so keep your eyes off him. He’s mine.”
Now call me crazy, but I was just introduced as Grant’s girlfriend yet she thinks I’m eyeing Liam. When I look behind her I find Cally’s hippie boyfriend eyeing me in the complete opposite way. He’s staring me up and down with appreciation which is creeping me out. I look over to Grant and he doesn’t seem to notice.
The Donovan children have horrible taste in companions. Not Grant though, no. I’ve said it before, I’m a good time.
This chick wouldn’t be bad if I weren’t getting double teamed by her and Woody the whole ride to the restaurant. Grant’s parents had two blacked out SUV’s take us to dinner. Technically I could have DD’ed so everyone could drink. It’s depressing thinking I can’t have anything to drink for the next however many months. Although, it’s probably for the best. The last time I really drank I ended up drunk tanked with my best friend.
It started when I got in the car as Candy and Woody simultaneously go in on either side effectively sandwiching me in the middle. Cally and Liam were looking on trying to figure out where they should go.
“Earth mother, why don’t you go in the other one and we’ll meet up there.” Cally nods and goes for the other SUV. Earth mother?
Grant put up a fight but they wouldn’t budge. Candy wouldn’t climb into the back in her teeny tiny dress and when she tried to get out Grant ran for the front door. I’m assuming she expertly spread her legs and wasn’t wearing any panties. I wonder if you can tell a vagina’s loosey goosey from a spread-eagle view?
Woody said he needed an open window to feel the wind in his hair.
“You’re glowing tonight.” Woody whispers to me after we’ve been driving for several minutes. “Positively radiant.”
“Thanks.” I smile at him as he smiles back.
Then his legs widen so his thighs pressed against mine. I chalk it up to a bad case of ball sweat. He does live in a tent and they can be like a sauna in the sun. So, I’d assume. Then he reaches his arm and rests it along the seat effectively around me as well. The odor coming off him could put out a zebra and I’m trying to suppress the vomit building its way up my throat. I’m sure it has absolutely nothing to do with morning sickness and everything to do with Woody’s ripe odor.
When I look over at Candy she’s looking at me thoughtfully. “You know, I can give you the number to my spa. They do facials that would work miracles on your pores.”
I try not to be offended, maybe she’s helping me out. “Thanks.” I smile then look forward.
A few minutes later I feel a breeze on my neck and when I turn I’m literally an inch away from Woody’s face. I pull my whole body back completely creeped out. He leans in and I can hear him sniff me.
“You smell wonderful, it must be your pheromones. It’s like they’re calling to me.”
“Um… I don’t think that’s it. Must be my soap.”
Are we ever going to get to this restaurant?
“Has your milk come in yet?”
I gasp and stare dumbfounded at him. “That is none of your business sir. Who told you?” I whisper even though I know exactly who told him.
“Cally and I don’t keep things from each other. Secrets don’t make friends.” I feel my hair move and see he has a tendril o
f my hair twirling in his fingers. I whip my head and hear Candy curse after I’ve nailed her in the face. Two for one!
Then I have five blissful minutes of silence until Candy decides I need advice on how to wear my hair. I mean god, I must be a hideous shrew because by the time we pull up to the restaurant she’s handed me cards for her personal stylist, hair salon and plastic surgeon along with the initial spa suggestion.
“Thanks.” I grit through my teeth as she gets out. I’m about to slide out myself when Woody grabs just above my elbow.
“I’d love it if you sat next to me during dinner Agatha. Your aura is captivating me.”
“It’s Agnes.”
“You look more like an Agatha. It suits you.” He smiles and brushes a stray hair from my face again. Abort, Abort!
Pheromones and aura’s. What the hell? I nod my head to appease him but have zero plans on sitting next to him in this lifetime or the next. I seriously wanna know how I got stuck in a car with them when their dates were in the other car. Cally and Liam could have put up a little bit of a fight to sit with them. I’ll have to let Grant know we should ride back with his parents on the way home.
I grab Grant’s hand to get out of the car and throw myself into his arms. “Please, I beg you. Do not leave me alone with them again.
He immediately glares at Woody who’s completely oblivious getting out of the car. “What’d he do?”
“Don’t worry about that. Just don’t make me sit next to him again.”
“Consider it done baby.” He bends down and kisses my forehead. Then I remember his comments about the pregnancy.
“Hey, he knows I’m pregnant. Don’t get mad and cause a scene. I just want you to know in case he starts talking about it.”
“I’m gonna kill Cally.” He growls before looking towards her. They lock eyes but she looks away almost instantly with guilt written all over her face. How the hell is someone sweet like her with such a creep? It must be her pheromones.
As we’re walking towards the entrance of the restaurant Grant stops walking and stares at an empty building next door.
“What’s wrong?”
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