Page 89 of Trial of Deceit

Her breaths were quick against his skin as he pummeled into her.His fingers dug into her ass while his other hand remained on her neck, keeping her locked in a position where he could notice everything about her.

Every curve of those plump lips.

Every moan from that witty mouth.

Every bounce of her small braids.

Every twitch in her facial muscles as she accepted him over and over and over until his name was the only thing etched into her tongue.

“Jed!”Ashari screamed, tossing her head back and welcoming the throes of another orgasm.

“Say you’re sorry,” Jediah demanded, maintaining his hard, quick thrusts.His brow raised as she bit into her bottom lip, as if to prevent the words from tumbling out.He gave her a hard thrust, sending a flash of pain into her pussy.

“I’m sorry!”Ashari cried out.A tear pushed through her defenses and rolled down her cheek.“I’m sorry…”

He smirked.“And tell me you love me.”

Ashari’s eyelashes fluttered, her eyes unable to stay open as he continued giving them mutual pleasure.“I love you… So much.I love you until I hate you.”

Jediah sucked in a breath.He stopped his strokes.His heart paced as her words replayed in his head.It made him feel an emotion he hadn’t felt since she left him three months ago: happiness.

Relief spread throughout him.Jediah smirked, then buried his head into her neck.He licked her skin before sinking his teeth into it as he continued his strokes and his orgasm built.His abdomen tightened, and before he could pull his teeth from her skin and tell her the same sentiment, his body jerked.Cum shot from his dick, settling deep within Ashari, whose legs had tightened around him while her walls fluttered.

His jaw slackened as he reveled in the feeling for a minute that became two.Then three.Pulling from her shoulder, he looked at her face.Ashari gave him a quick peck, then untangled their bodies.She shuffled about while he settled onto his back.

“I know it’s mine,” Jediah said finally.

Ashari scoffed.“Now you believe me?”

He turned his head to the side to look at her.The annoyance in her expression was amusing.His wife was surely a beautiful woman whenever she wasn’t giving herself frown lines from scowling at him.“A no ’cause mi know you a lyad… It’s because of the doctor.”

“Which doctor?”she asked with a raised brow.

“Think back to when you made them arrest me…”

She thought for a moment before recognition dawned.“Oh… I was waiting for instructions on how to move forward, given that I was pretty sure that you figured out that I was the one who made them arrest you.During that time, I started feeling uneasy, and I went to the doctor, who said I’m pregnant… Don’t you have a vasectomy?”

“Yes.”

“Guess not all of your swimmers are blank,” she joked.

Jediah didn’t laugh.Nothing about the situation was funny.Kids had never been a goal of his.He knew someone had to carry on the Richardson empire, but he never wanted it to be him.

It couldn’t be Reine, either… but damn.

He’d always considered himself a selfless person, but not having kids was the one choice he’d made solely for himself.

Was it selfish that he was yet to ask Ashari how she felt about the pregnancy?Selfish that he never wondered what’d become of the family if he didn’t have kids?

Ashari propped herself on her elbow, then rested her head on her hand.“You good?”

“I’m great.”Jediah cleared his throat.“You stopped using your bad accent?”

She laughed.How he missed that sound.“Yes, I don’t need to use it anymore.”

“Good.I hated hearing it.”

Ashari playfully swatted at his chest, and he grinned.She allowed a moment to pass before she asked, “How’d you get to the doctor?”

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