derek
My balls drawup against my body, and I barely resist coming as her silky walls massage my cock. I lean up and take one of her juicy nipples into my mouth, sucking while running my finger over her clit. Flutters start deep in her tight pussy, signaling her release, and I press harder on her little button until she explodes around me. I nearly lose consciousness as fireworks flash behind my closed eyelids.
My cum coats the inside of her tight pussy, and I hope my seed takes root.
After a quick shower, I run down to the garage to grab her overnight bag. Plans of moving my girl into my house, and soon, run through my mind as I fall asleep with her in my arms.
* * *
My sister-in-law,Emma, falls in love with my girl when I take her to Ellie’s recital. “Oh, my goodness.” She pulls Ryanne from my arms and gives her a big hug. “You’re beautiful.” I see my baby girl’s eyes melt as she smiles back at Emma.
Ellie runs up and hops up and down in front of me. “Uncle Derek, do you want to see my unicorn room?” This child has my asshole brother wrapped around her finger.
“When did you get a unicorn room?” I look over at Ethan and raise my eyebrow.
“Daddy took me shopping last weekend.” I knew it.
“Sore subject.” My twin makes a cut-it-out sign with his hand in front of his throat. “Let’s talk about something else.”
Ellie rolls her eyes. “Yes,” she agrees and takes Ryanne’s hand. “Come into the living room and tell me all about yourself.”
While the women get to know each other, I help my dipshit brother get their twin boys ready for bed before the babysitter comes. “Why aren’t you letting Duncan and Eric go to the recital?” I watch Ethan throwing wet towels into the washing machine.
“They get cantankerous when they’re overly tired.” He shakes his head. “And I’m trying to make life easier on my pregnant wife.”
Holy shit. They’re having another baby. “Again?”
“Yep.” Ethan smirks. “I have champion swimmers.” Now, it’s my turn to roll my eyes.
* * *
Over the next few weeks,we fall into a regular routine. I drop her off at Bent Out of Shape every morning, then drive to the main WesCo location for the workday. I miss my baby girl during the hours we’re apart, but the separation is necessary for me to get anything accomplished. Douglas does a great job of digging up dirt on the couple who tried to fake a slip and fall incident, and our little scammers slink away without a penny.
“You’re one crab-ass motherfucker.” Ethan walks through my office door and drops into the chair across from my desk.
“What are you talking about?” I have an idea, but I want to make sure what put a bee in my twin’s bonnet.
“Threatening to ax-murder Timothy.” He throws his hands up in the air.
“That little asshole was flirting with my woman,” I remind my brother.
“That little asshole is a pimply-faced eighteen-year-old,” Ethan grumbles.
“Who’s not going to live to see nineteen if he flirts with Ryanne again.”
“Good God. Please marry her so you can settle down and stop the caveman bullshit,” my twin begs.
“I plan to marry her, but I doubt that will help my possessiveness,” I muse. “After all, you’ve been married for years, and you’re still a dickhead.”
“Touché.” Ethan walks to the door. “I’m happy you’re getting your head out of your ass and tying her to you before she realizes what an asshole you are.” I flip off his back as he walks out of my office.
* * *
Two days later,I’m still trying to decide how to propose to Ryanne when fate makes the choice for me. I wake up Saturday morning at the usual time and roll over to find the space beside me empty. “Baby girl?” I hop out of bed and call for Ryanne.
Following the sound of retching coming from the bathroom, I find her kneeling in front of the toilet. “Are you okay, baby girl?” I grab a washcloth and run cold water over it before heading over to pull her hair back and wipe it across her forehead.
“Your child hates me,” she groans, and happiness overwhelms me when I realize my swimmers did their job. A tremor runs through my hand as I pull her limp body against mine.