“Explain to me what you mean by that?” She looks down at me fiercely as I spread kisses all across her flat, toned tummy and ignore her. I’m too busy taking satisfaction in the fact that somewhere in there, a part of me is growing inside her. A tiny little person who's gonna make all of Eloise’s wishes come true.
“Ren, you said it wasn’t good for me to get mad; tell me something that's gonna calm me down,” she warns me.
“You saw the drawings; they weren’t new. I’ve been drawing the way you’d look carrying my child for years.” I stroke my fingers over her skin and smile to myself when I think of how it’s gonna look when it starts to expand.
“How did you…? You can’t just make this kind of thing happen.” My poor girl looks so confused, but then again, she’s had a lot to take in.
“If you need a biology lesson, baby girl, I’m happy to give you one.” I tilt my head at her as I make my way back up to her mouth. “ Why do you think I’ve been so relentless in my efforts to come inside you?”
“But you…I’ve been–”
“You weren’t on the pill, Kitten, you never took a Plan B. I made sure there was nothing standing in the way of me knocking you up. When I untie you from these ropes, you can slap me, you can scratch me, and you can yell, but I saw the way you kept stroking your tummy on the way here. You're just as happy about the condition I’ve put you in as I am.” Her lips twitch when she can’t deny it, and I kiss her before she can ruin the moment by telling me I’m wrong.
“Ren.” She waits for me to pull away so she can get her breath back. “Do you have any idea how warped and fucked-up this is?” She’s doing her best to be angry, but she needs to try better; her eyes can’t lie, and they’re smiling back at me, sparkling with the same thrill that was there the first time I fucked her under those train tracks.
“Probably as warped and fucked-up as it is to put cameras in your home. Do you think for a moment that I’m sorry for any of thewarpedthings I’ve done? Look at where we are.”
“You think having a big house and a fancy car makes all this okay? You knocked me up, Ren.” She growls in frustration and tugs against her ropes.
“Keep talking like that and I’m gonna forget that I need to be gentle with you,” I tease her, slipping my hands between her legs, and when I feel how wet she is through the fabric of her panties, I raise my eyebrows.
“It seems being all tied up gets my little kitten wet.” I slide my hand into the side of them so I can feel her against my fingers. “Look at this needy pussy, all desperate for attention.” I circle her entrance with my fingertip, making her hips lift off the mattress for more.
“You like being tied up for me?” I dip my finger into her soaked, wet snatch, loving the way she clutches hold of it.
“Ren.” She looks at me warningly.
“It has nothing to do with the house or the car. None of that shit matters to me. What I meant was look at whereweare.”
She’s still looking confused, so I start to explain.
“You’re mine. I never thought that would happen. We have no more secrets, and now we have this.” I kiss along her pantyline and feel like the world’s luckiest man.
Eloise Meadows is carryingmybaby in this perfect little body of hers.
“You can be mad at me, but we both know you like the things I do to you.” I move back up her body and slide my nose up her cheek. “You like knowing that I’m always watching. You like the fact that I’ll get my hands dirty for you, and youlovethat you have my baby tucked safely in this pretty little tummy. I tap my fingers across it.
Eloise swallows thickly but makes no attempts to deny that I’m right.
“All those times I was fucking you, I wanted so badly to tell you what I had planned for us,” I whisper in her ear, and feel her breath hitch. “You saw for yourself in my sketches how beautiful you look when you're knocked up. Can you blame me for wanting to make it happen so fast?”
“I still can’t believe this is happening.” She looks up at the ceiling, but the smile on her face is undeniable.
“You gonna thank me, Kitten?”
“Thank you?” She turns her attention back to me, looking shocked.
“What for? Deceiving me? For invading my privacy… and my womb?” She’s getting all flustered, and when I curl my finger inside her and stroke that spot that never fails to make her moan, she seems to calm down.
“No, Kitten. For making you a mom, just like you always wanted. For putting my baby inside you, and for how I’m gonna fucking worship you while you carry it.”
“I should kick you in the balls,” she snarls back at me, but there's a snigger behind that anger, and the way her pussy soaks my fingers, tells me that she won’t stay mad for long.
Moving back down her body I roll her panties down her thighs and place my lips between the; admiring how her pussy glistens for me and wondering if it’ll taste different now that she’s pregnant. Something tells me it’s going to taste just that little bit sweeter.
I test it with my tongue, gliding it through her pussy lips, lapping up her juices and listening to her moan.
It’s all the evidence I need to know that Eloise Meadows can forgive me for all my sins. It may take her a little time, but I’ve proved how patient I can be.