Page 69 of A Deceitful Pact

“Don’t tease me, Sawyer.” She looks up at me desperately. I take a little time making her suffer, and admiring how she looks laid out in front of me before I slowly push back inside her.

“Fuuuuccckkk!” she gasps, as her thighs clamp me almost as tight as her pussy does. I frame my hands around her belly and start moving my hips into hers. She can deny it all she wants, but we’re not fuckin’, we’re makin’ love, and when she opens up her eyes and smiles at me, I feel her take another huge chunk of my heart.

She doesn’t want this to end, but for some crazy reason, she feels like it has to, and I’m gonna do everything in my power to make her realize that she’s wrong.

“Sawyer, I’m gonna come again.” She places her hands over mine and braces herself. And I watch her come apart for me. “Yes, yes…oh shit!” Her body stiffens, and her walls crush me, and I feel myself start to brim.

“Fuck, me too, and you know where this is goin’.” I somehow pull out of her, landing my thick, heavy cock on her belly; watching my load spill all over it. I squeeze from the base of my shaft all the way to my tip so she gets every last drop, then I use my cock to spread it all over her stretched tight skin.

“Ya feelin’ better.” I slide up beside her and wrap her back up in my arms.

“You always make me feel better.” She looks up at me, and when I kiss her, I hate the desperation that sinks into my stomach.

RILEY

“Just try your best to take it easy today,” Sawyer warns me, placing a plate of toast in my hand before he smooths his hand over my belly and kisses it goodbye.

“Have a good day,” I call out cheerily as he closes the door. Then, as soon as I hear his truck pull off the drive, I quickly get up, heading for my room to put on my uniform. Last night I had a thought… if the Gendrys have been keeping their victims close to here, they may have taken some of them from nearby, too.

My plan is to hit the city. I’m gonna visit the soup kitchen and some food banks to see if anyone's noticed anything out of the ordinary.

Homeless people rarely get reported missing, which makes them the perfect target for people like the Gendrys.

I’m on my way out the door when I remember the toast Sawyer made me. He’s gonna be mad enough if he finds out what I did today, and deciding I need the brownie points, I pick it up and take it with me. I head out the door toward my patrol car, gripping the toast between my teeth as I unlock the door and maneuver my heavy body behind the wheel.

“Holy fuck.” I jump out of my skin when I glance right and see Sawyer, spun towards me, resting his back against the window of the passenger seat.

“Goin’ somewhere nice, baby momma?” he asks, flicking the toothpick in his mouth and crossing his arms.

“What the—how did you?”

“Spare key and intuition.” He holds the spare key out in front of me, and when I go to take it, he lifts his hips and slides it back in his pocket.

“Seriously, Sawyer, what are you doing in here?”

“I should ask you the same question. Doc told you not to go to work.”

“Technically, I’m not. I’m heading into the city to do some research.” I act innocent to all charges.

“You're wearing your uniform,” he points out.

“I have to look authoritative. I’m heading to the city to check out a few homeless shelters and find out if anyone knows something. I can’t just stay indoors twiddling my thumbs when there are more girls out there suffering.”

“Fine.” He shrugs.

I’m a little surprised at how fast he’s backed down, and I watch in confusion as he takes the toothpick out of his mouth and reaches across me to grab my safety belt. Dragging it over my body, he ensures it rests between my chest and under my bump, before clicking it in place. “Looks like Daddy’s coming for a ride-along.” He leans down and strokes my tummy. “I swear your momma was put on this earth to test me.” He kisses me there before sitting back in his chair and fixing his own belt.

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“Well, that was hopeless.” I feel deflated as we head back to the car, and I won’t admit it to Sawyer, but my back is aching from all the walking we’ve done. No one seems to have noticed anything abnormal; half the people we spoke to looked at us as if we were crazy, and I don’t have any more information than what I came here with.

“Well, it doesn't have to be a complete waste of a day.” Sawyer looks across the street toward the baby store. “We ain’t got any of the stuff we’re gonna need, guess while we’re here we could take a look.”

He makes a valid point, and I’ve been so caught up in solving this case that I haven’t done any of the fun, exciting stuff that comes with being pregnant.

“Sounds good.” I let him take my hand and drag me toward the door.

“So, I’m assuming that now you’ve learnt to share, I get a say in some of this?” Sawyer backs himself into the store and holds the door open for me.

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