Page 53 of Ronny

Holy shit.

Heat rushes through my body, though it’s not in fear. It’s the feeling of wanting to take his cock deep inside of me.

“What’s that look?” He tilts my head back roughly, running his finger over my bottom lip.

My fingers slowly drift down his side to his dick, then I wrap my hand around it, running my thumb over the tip.

“It turns me on knowing the lengths you would go to, to protect me,” I confess, my voice breathless. I bite my bottom lip, wanting to climb him like a tree and sink down on him.

“Oh yeah?” he says, his voice darker, and I clench, imagining him inside of me. His voice making me ache even more.

“Yes,” I moan, and he takes mercy on me. Ronny lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. Not a second to waste before he’s buried to the hilt.

I throw my head back, loving this and loving him.

My nails make marks down his back, and he lifts my hips and brings me back down on him over and over.

My teeth make indentions on his shoulder to keep the scream from bursting out of me and waking everyone in the house.

I barely last seconds, my legs jerking, my back arched as I hold on to him as best I can so I don’t fall and hit the shower floor.

A few moments later, he comes hard, filling me and making sure he is buried all the way inside of me so he doesn’t waste a drop.

“I think that was the one to get you knocked up,” he says a few moments later, and I bust out laughing, feeling much better and lighter, even if it feels like outside of this house the world seems like it’s going to shit

“I believe it was the one,” I joke back with him. I lean back to kiss his delicious lips.

“We better keep practicing, just in case.” He winks at me and sets me down, and we both clean up then go to the bedroom to check on Madeline whose eyes are starting to flutter open.

She lets out a little yawn, a tiny smile on her face. “Come here, my angel.” Ronny lifts her out of her bed, kissing her cheek. “Are you getting hungry?” he talks to her softly.

I grab her bottle and add formula to it before shaking it up for Ronny, then I climb in bed next to them.

He has her lying on his knees with him looking down at her. “How can someone ever hurt a baby or neglect one?” I ask really no one because there is no answer for that.

“I’m not sure, baby. I would do anything to make sure Madeline had everything she needs or wants. I would fucking destroy anyone that dared to harm you both.”

God, when he says stuff like that, he wrecks me.

“You girls are my whole entire world and I would burn everything down to make sure nothing touched you.”’

Fuck me.

My nose burns from the tears I’m trying hard to fight back, but it’s futile. I lean my hand on his shoulder. “I love you too, Ronny, so much.”

I hand him the bottle and he expertly feeds Madeline, her little eyes drifting closed within a minute. I feel the bottom of her diaper to see if she peed and it’s still dry.

He leans over the bed and sets her in her basinet, making sure to drag it closer to the bed so he can reach her easily during the night. Then Ronny pulls me under the blankets and holds me tight. I’m lying half on my stomach and half on my side, with his leg thrown over mine and his face buried in my hair.

“Good night, Ronny. I love you,” I tell him through a yawn, closing my eyes.

“I love you, angel.”

The next morning, I wake up before Ronny for the first time, and Madeline is starting to get angry, so I take her from her bed, allowing Ronny to sleep in as long as he wants.

Every time she made a noise throughout the night, he jumped up. I know he is still on edge from everything that he learned last night.

I gently shut the door and make my way to the stairs when the door that Trixie and Carter are behind opens. “I thought I heard you up,” Trixie says happily like she wasn’t drunk off her rocker last night.

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