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Lincoln elbows my side. “You are awful.”
“I’m not making all these baby blankets for nothing!” Nana shouts back and Lincoln and I both laugh.
When I get her over to where I want her, I lift my hands and Lincoln opens her eyes.
“Surprise!” I say.
There's a giant bag of Trolli gummi worms sitting on the counter. A small tradition that I’ve been doing since I gave them to her on her eighteenth birthday. She yanks them up excitedly.
“Happy birthday, baby Bane.”
She eyes me suspiciously, “I’m not sharing these with you.”
I lean down to kiss her, “Sure you will.”
She kisses me back, pulling me closer as she hooks her arm around the back of my neck. “I love you.”
“Get a room!” Reiss says while making gagging sounds. “Y’all are literally worse than mom and dad.”
Lincoln turns around, “And you and Stassie aren’t? You literally fucked her so much you got her pregnant.”
Nana lifts her eyebrows but never looks up from the blanket she’s sewing. Reiss shrugs, unaffected. “So my pullout game sucks, that’s a known fact. Hence, the kid.”
Lincoln groans, tilting her head into my chest, “Maybe I should’ve givenhima rulebook.”
“Wouldn’t have done any good,” Stassie says, walking up to the kitchen counter and shoving her hand down in my bag of gummi worms. “He wouldn’t have followed them anyway.”
I shrug, “At least the scaring pranks are on pause right now.”
“Thank God for that,” she sighs. “Otherwise, the baby might come early.”
“Bake that thing as long as you can,” Nana says. “I’m not done with its blanket yet.”
“Itis actually a boy,” Reiss says, causing Lincoln’s eyes to widen and her feet to instantly move to Stassie.
“You are joking!” She squeals. “I wanted a boy so bad!”
Stas nods, “Me too and no joke, it has a penis.”
Reiss grins proudly, “A big ole giant pecker. The doctor said you usually can’t find out this soon but of course my son just whips it right on out there for the ultrasound tech.”
“Congrats, man.” I say, pulling him in for a hug. “You will be a great dad.”
“I know,” he agrees. “You will too.”
His words warm my heart because ever since Stas got pregnant it has made me long for that day. A day I know will be a little later in our plans than theirs. Lincoln wants to enjoy her professional career before hanging it up to start a family. Which is fine. I’m okay with doing things in order. Getting married, having babies, growing old.
It’s all part of the plan.
“We are going to get caught!” Lincoln says as I push her panties to the side and slip my finger deep inside her pussy, her ass planted firmly on the top of the toolbox inside the race trailer.
“So?” I breathe. “You look so fucking hot spread out for me on top of this toolbox.”
She whimpers when I slip another finger in alongsidethe other one. The sounds she releases make me absolutely feral. I pull my fingers out and dip them both into my mouth, tasting her.
The needy look in her eyes makes me feel like my entire body is on fire. I feel my dick grow hard against the shorts I’m wearing as she unbuttons my factory team racing button up.
She takes her hand and slides it up the length of my shaft, “Take off your shorts.”
