Page 15 of The Ranger
I wasn’t him.
Not once did I feel satisfied with that answer.The moment I saw Scarlett, swollen with my baby, I wanted...more.
I wanted her under my roof, in my bed, around my cock.
And I was sick of pretending otherwise.
Instead, Scarlett lives twenty minutes from me, and I’ve spent the last month putting together our baby’s bedroom, painting the walls and setting up the crib.In a homehisdaddy doesn’t live in.
I hate that his first night at home won’t be in my house with me.I hate that he (fine, or she) won’t have me as one of his primary caregivers for his entire life, just as I didn’t.
I know everyone thinks it’s because I’m this decorated soldier who has good morals and wants to do right by his kid.
Sure, maybe.
But I haven’t looked at another woman the way I do Scarlett since she told me she was pregnant.To be honest, in the four months between fucking her and learning we’d made a baby, there had been two women.
Both less than satisfying.
I mean, Scarlett was a hard act to follow.
Kissing her in the doorway, feeling her firm breasts and hard nipples against my chest while pushing her T-shirt up her taut ribs had me stiff as fuck.
“Bedroom,” she had moaned when I picked her up.
Placing her on the floor of her room, I watched her kick off her shoes and start removing her suspenders.
“They stay on,” I growled, taking the T-shirt from her as I pulled my own off.
“My god,” she took two steps and ran her hands over my abs.“Look at how pretty you are.”
“Pretty?”
Her face lifted, and she nodded.“Like a statue or something.Yum.”
Holy fuck.
She fell to her knees wearing that short skirt, a bra and the suspenders, then unzipped me.Eyes locked with mine, she pulled my cock out and licked the leaking tip.
“You’re big everywhere, Coley Moley,” Scarlett purred.
“Fuck, stop talking.Put it in your mouth,” I ordered, before I almost came on her face.
And boy, she did.All the way down her throat with such taunting in her eyes.She’s right, I am big and long, so I actually thought she was going to choke on me.
Which, of course, would’ve probably made me come.
But I wanted the night to last, so I grabbed her face.“Jesus, Scarlett.”
She laughed and then sucked my cock so fucking hard my head flung back, and I had to let her keep going.
When she swallowed most of my release and let the rest dribble down her chin onto her tits, I lifted her up and tossed her on the bed.Then ripped her panties off and slammed my face against her pussy.
Reaching up, I tore her bra as she screamed.
“You animal.”
I smiled against her soaking wet flesh because she loved it.Her arching hips and the way her fingers sought out my shoulders gave that away immediately.
