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“I need to get that,” I pant out, but he makes no attempt to move.

My hand darts for my cell, and when I press the speakerphone, Tyson’s voice blares out.

“Gia?”

Reed stiffens, then his jaw locks, and his green eyes turn dark. He slams his hips forward, taking my breath away with the rough action.

“Ye-yes.”

“Are you coming to practice?” The sound of the crowd behind Tyson plays out like background noise.

“Fuck,” I mumble, but bite into my lip to stop me from crying out again when Reed picks up his pace, his eyes flashing with determination.

“Are you on your way?” Tyson asks.

I gasp for air when one of Reed’s fingers strokes my clit, and I clench around him, earning a smirk.

The bastard knows what he’s doing.

“Soon,” I grunt, and my tits bounce in rhythm with Reed’s hips. The anger radiates from him as he pounds into me with malice.

“Hurry up, yeah?”

Reed grits his teeth like a rabid dog. Wild and possessive.

“Yesss!!” I end the call as my orgasm hits me, and when Reed’s cock expands inside me, delivering me his warmth, it makes me feel like I’m floating in a sea of pleasure. Unknowing where I start and where I finish, I become boneless under his control.

REED

I can’t believe I came in my pants like a fucking teenager, but at least I remained hard enough to fuck her senseless afterward. When I heard the fuckwits voice with my cock deep inside my woman, it spurred me on to fill her once again. The insane need to consume her forced me to become feral. Sweat drips from my forehead and my blood races as I slowly pull out of her swollen pussy.

She’s filled with my cum, and it drips from her when I withdraw my cock. Like a magnet, my fingers are there swiping up the remnants of a sight so powerful my chest constricts and my bloodstream fills with pride. I bring my fingers to her bump, painting it with my possession, and write the only word that extenuates my feeling toward them both. “Mine,” I whisper and coat her skin in my ownership.

She gasps as her startled eyes meet mine, then she shoves me away. I bristle at her breaking the moment, one so profound it’s changed my life.

How can she push it aside so easily?

“I need to get to Bryce’s practice.” She drops her feet to the floor and begins to dress, pissing me off at dismissing us so quickly. “At some point, we need to talk about”—her eyes meet mine and a flash of uncertainty crosses over her face—“this.” She gestures toward her stomach.

I nod and sigh when she simply covers my mark with her dress instead of wiping it off. A smile spreads across my face at the thought, and triumph rushes through me.

“My boxers are fucking drenched,” I grumble, and tuck my spent cock into my pants.

My gaze never leaves her as she slides the long black dress into place, then adjusts it to hug her bump. I have the distinct feeling to pull her toward me to place a kiss on her forehead, nose, and then her lips, but instead, I finish buckling my belt. When she grabs her purse, I’ve already made my decision. I’m going to practice too, and I will find out what the hell this Tyson prick feels toward my woman and baby.

Perhaps he needs to be put in his place, and I intend on being the person to do just that.

CHAPTERTWELVE

GIA

When I walkedout of the house, I never intended for Reed to follow me, and when he headed toward his car, opened the passenger door, and gestured for me to get in, I stared at him with wide eyes. I don’t know what I was more shocked at, the fact he took it upon himself to go to my son’s soccer practice or that he expected me to get into his Bentley.

He must have realized the confusion on my face, because the next thing I know, he’s grabbing my keys from me, scooping me up, and placing me on the passenger seat of my SUV and hopping into the driver’s seat while I stare at him in shock. The man is a mind-fuck. One minute, he’s freaked out at my very existence, and the next, he’s taking over my life, literally coating me in his cum like a grand gesture and declaring me his.

After he buckles me in like a child, we drive toward the game, and as I look out of the window, the silence between us is comforting yet laced in uncertainty.

Reed remains stoic and stares ahead, his reflection in my window a reminder of his presence. My shoulders slump with a weird relief I haven’t felt throughout my pregnancy until now.

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