Page 48 of Property of Big Daddy

“Having a child wouldn’t just be about preserving my legacy, baby.It would be creating a whole new life.A child that I might not be around long enough to watch grow up or help you raise.”

“But you might,” she argues, her voice filled with raw emotion as she slips under the covers.“Isn’t that a risk worth gambling on?”

I grind my teeth together as I contemplate her words.The vulnerability in her face nearly breaks me.Nearly has me ready to agree to at least the idea of taking in Lucie’s kid for a spell if that’s how things play out.But even then, I run the risk of her getting attached and her heart breaking when Lucie snatches the baby back.

There’s a lot of what ifs in each scenario.

“What do you suggest?”I ask, moving to sit on the edge of the bed, my hand reaching out to thread through her hair.“You want us to take in Lucie’s baby?”

“I don’t know.Maybe.”

“And what if Lucie gets clean, gets her act together, and wants the baby back?Then what?”

“We would have done a good thing to help out your niece.”

“Or we’ll have torn your heart to shreds, and you’d resent me for not having a child with you.”

She rolls onto her side and lets out a long yawn.

“I’m not saying no.Let’s just see where shit lands these next few months.Because right now we’re only going in circles.”

“Okay.”She offers me a faint smile and I know for now she’s no longer pissed at me.

“I think we just had our first big fight.”I move in for a kiss.

“Mhmm,” she moans into my mouth, and I cradle the side of her face in my palm.

“Love you, Gwynee.”

“Wh-what?”She sits up, staring at me like I’ve dropped a huge bomb on her.

“You heard me.Said I love you, woman.”

“You do?”

“I show you every day.”

“I suppose you do.”Her lips meet mine again and I roll over top of her.

“Does this mean we get to move onto the kissing and making up portion of our little quarrel?”

Her hand slides down the back of my shirt and gives it a yank at the hem.“Oh yeah.”

“Fuck.Like that right there.”

Gwynee grinds down on my cock, fucking me like getting me off is her favorite hobby.When I’m inside her, nothing else exists.Everything fades away.

Nothing matters but how damn good her cunt feels.I’m a complete goner.Maybe I should rile her up more often.She’s fucking feral for me tonight.She’s riding me as if she has something to prove.I’m just not sure if it’s me or herself she’s trying to convince.I know I crossed a line with her tonight, but I have no regrets.I’ll do whatever it takes to protect her.She’s my property whether she likes it or not.This is how it’s going to be as long as she’s my woman.

She rolls her hips in a circular motion."Tell me again," she demands.

"Tell you what?"

"That you love me.I need to hear it while we’re connected."

"Look at me."I grab her hips, forcing her to stop her movements."I love you, Gwynee.Probably more than I’ve ever loved another woman."I flips us so that I’m looming over her.

"Thank you."

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