And then the beautiful female broke down.
“Oh Mason,” she sighed, slumping forwards, body going limp.
Quickly, I caught her in my arms.
“Sweetheart,” I rasped urgently, sweeping her up. “Sweetheart, are you okay?”
Oh shit. Was it time to call 9-1-1? My heart pumped with fear once more. This woman was going to kill me.
But then Laney came to and pulled on my hand, slowly lifting her head.
“Careful…” I growled, holding that curvy frame steady, hands on her hips. “Are you okay? What happened?”
“Yeah… I just… this is all…” She bit the inside of her lip. Clearly, she wanted to say something, but was holding back.
“Laney. Just tell me. What is it?”
She stalled a moment longer before biting her lip uncertainly, big brown eyes flaring as they met mine.
“I’m pregnant, Mason,” she said softly. “I’m having your child.”
Holy shit!
What?
Pregnant?
Holy fucking cow! This was the best news ever!
“Wait… you’re…?”
She nodded. “Pregnant.” The word landed in the room like a bomb, resonating in the silence.
My big form stood stunned with shock, radiating ecstatic happiness.
But what about my girl? She ducked her head, tears slipping down those cheeks again.
“I’m just not sure,” she whispered. “I’m not sure if things can still work out between us after everything that’s happened. But I think, for the sake of the child, we should try. No promises,” she said, taking a deep breath. “Because we’ll give it a try.”
I nodded, pulling her close.
“Of course,” I vowed, voice deep and filled with emotion. “I’ll support you every step of the way. You and the baby will always be taken care of, sweetheart.” It was only then that I noticed her stomach because there was definitely a small bump under the baggy clothing.
How long had she known?
How long had my girl been keeping this secret?
I placed a square palm on her stomach, our eyes locking. “Is it a boy or a girl?” was my heartfelt growl.
“We don’t know yet,” she whispered. “But I hope he or she looks just like you.”
My heart swelled with love, hope and gratitude.
“A surprise then,” I rasped, blue eyes seizing hers. “Our child.”
She nodded again, eyes brimming with tears.
“Our baby,” she said. “Always.”
And with that, I leaned forwards to take her sweet mouth in a kiss while slipping the ring on her finger. Because fuck, things were going to work out. Sure, there were no absolutes right now. No promises that we were going to ride off into the sunset in a flaming chariot.
But this was our best hope. My girl, and my baby, with me for the moment, and maybe even for keeps. Because going forwards, I was going to do right by them. I was going to do my best, no matter what, and always give my loved ones the benefit of the doubt.
Because we’d come so close to screwing it all up. We’d come so close to the edge, almost plummeting off the edge of the cliff and dying long, agonizing deaths on the desert floor. But instead, here I was now with my best girl in my arms, that curvy form plump and sweet, heavy with my child. And I swore right then and there … Laney would be my one and only, and I’d never let her get away again.
EPILOGUE
Laney
One year later …
“Harder!” I moaned, head tilting back in ecstasy.
Mason growled in my ear, pulling at my hair as he fucked my ass, pummeling the tiny hole. “Do you like that baby girl?”
“Yes! I love it!” I clutched at the sheets, toes curling.
But then my lover eased off, kissing the top of my shoulder with warm, sensual lips.
“Shh, you’ll wake the baby.” Mason slowed his pace, teasing even as his cock throbbed in my back end.
I whimpered, adoring the deep penetration.
“Mason, please,” came my helpless whisper, looking over my shoulder. “Please.”
But Mr. Evercore always gets his way. Because suddenly, he pulled out and flipped me over. Large, warm hands fell on my tits, squeezing and massaging the sensitive flesh.
Oh god. It felt so good. I arched my back, raising my torso off the mattress while spreading my legs wider, offering myself to this man. Because he’s my everything, my one and only, and through this hard ass-fucking, we were demonstrating our devotion again.
“Someone’s excited,” the billionaire mused before leaning down and pressing a kiss to my nipple. As always, a shock ran straight from breast to cunt, making me sigh breathlessly. Mason and I have gone at it countless times now, and yet each time it somehow felt like the first, full of excitement and nerves and oh-so-much pleasure.
“I always want you,” was my soft admission, wrapping my legs around his waist, pulling that massive male form closer. I could feel his cock pressing against my pussy, tantalizing in its proximity.
God. I wanted it.
“Please Daddy,” I murmured, shooting him a sultry look even as my pussy tried to catch him inside. “Please.”