Page 79 of Recaptured by the Crime Lord

Lyla frowned, disturbed by this conversation. “And how do you feel?”

“Dark.”

Hence, the black hair and risqué outfits. “Do you want to talk to somebody?”

“I’m talking to you.”

“You know what I mean. Like, a professional?”

“Fuck no.”

“Then what do you need?”

Carmen hesitated. “The same thing you do, I think.”

“What?”

“I need to get laid. Just... get it over with, you know?”

“If you’re not feeling it, don’t do it for the hell of it.”

“We’ll see,” Carmen said. “I’ll see you tomorrow? Shopping and pampering?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, preggo, have an awesome fuck.”

Lyla tossed the phone and then glared at the camera. For all she knew, Gavin didn’t even watch her anymore. Maybe she was performing for no one. In that case... Lyla squeezed her breast and gasped in shock when yellow liquid spurted over her belly.

“What the fuck?”

Lyla wrung her hands before she realized it was probably colostrum. It was normal to start leaking right before the birth. Lyla went into the kitchen and cleaned herself up. Could thisbeany less romantic and yet she still needed to get off. Her vagina had a mind of its own and it wanted to be filled not with her fingers, but Gavin. Is this what it felt like for men all the time? The inability to think past getting off? God.

Lyla swiped up her clothes and stomped upstairs, unwilling to embarrass herself any longer. What if this was all recorded and Blade could recall it whenever he wanted? Stupid, stupid. These pregnancy hormones clouded common sense. Lyla went to her bathroom and had her hairbrush in hand when the front door slammed. She was torn between relief and mortification. Was it Gavin or Blade? She heard running footsteps and then her name being shouted. Gavin. Lyla tossed the hairbrush on the counter. Gavin walked in with his tie undone and his shirt unbuttoned halfway down his chest. He lost his jacket at some point and was already undoing his belt.

“How much did you see?” Lyla asked as he started towards her.

“I saw you move the couch and was gonna call Blade when you started the show. I watched you on my cell as I drove here.”

Gavin pushed her against the counter. He went down on his knees, lifted her leg over his shoulder and lapped at her pussy.

“I don’t want you to eat me out,” Lyla said testily. “I’m already soaked. I want your cock. Fuck me from behind.”

His response was a moan. Lyla dug her hands into his hair and pulled until he looked up at her.

“I need to be fucked hard.”

“Your wish is my command.”

She allowed him to continue tongue fucking her as he stripped off his clothes. When he rose, she braced her elbows on the counter and stuck out her ass. She glared at his amused, self-satisfied expression.

“I think being pregnant suits you. I like you desperate for me.”

“This is the only baby you’re getting if the last two months are going to be like this.”

Lyla grit her teeth when he got down on his knees and kissed her ass. He massaged the large globes and then lapped before he rose and positioned himself behind her. Their eyes met in the mirror. He slicked the head of his cock with her juice and when he slid it up and down teasingly, she wanted to kill him. Lyla pushed back, taking his cock hostage and Gavin chuckled, obviously delighted by her aggression. How did other women handle this? If she could, she would demand he fuck her at least five times a day, maybe more than that. She couldn’t ask her mother if she’d been a horny toad when she was pregnant and this sowasn’tthe time to be thinking about her mother. Lyla reared back to urge him on.

“Fuck,” Gavin growled as he powered into her. “I think we should have five kids.”

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