Page 15 of Grease Monkey

“That’s a surprise.” She smiled. “Close your eyes.”

I humored her and closed my eyes, even if I didn’t like the thought of her buying me a present with her daddy’s money. The bag rustled and she told me to open my eyes. It took me a moment to realize was I was looking at and what it meant. I fingered the teddy bear and stared at her, hoping I wasn’t wrong.

“You’re pregnant?”

She nodded, squealed, and threw her arms around me. “Do you know what this means?”

Oh, yeah. I knew exactly what it meant.

I slapped her ass. “It means this ass is mine and the next time your mouth is open it had better be to suck my cock.”

Her gaze heated. Gwennie tossed the bear onto the couch and sauntered toward the bedroom, pausing in the door.

“Well, are you going to come fuck me or stare at me?” she asked.

“Oh, princess. I’m going to fuck you all night long in every way I can imagine. I hope you’re ready to get ridden hard.”

Gwennie dropped her jeans and wiggled her thong-clad ass at me.

“Then come get it… Daddy.”

Fuck me! I might never be a millionaire like Daddy Dearest, but fuck if I didn’t feel like the king of the world right then. I had the hottest woman in the world as my wife, and we were having a baby. Everything was abso-fucking-lutely perfect.

I gave her a little growl as I chased her into the bedroom. I had a feeling both of us would be walking funny come morning.

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