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He stares at me while I pull on the belt. Jagger groans again. This time, he’s fully awake, processing what the fuck I’m doing. I never thought this would be something I’d do, let alone, try but right now in this moment, I love it. The red indentation the belt is making. The way Jagger seems as if he’s at my mercy but I know it’s all fake. He’s always in control even when I think he’s let go of it. He grunts as I place my palm on his chest. We fuck like this until I can’t anymore and I cum hard.
Jagger isn’t quite finished yet. He turns us over with me underneath him. He doesn’t lose momentum as he delivers strokes worthy of heart troubles, I swear. I tug at the belt wanting him closer but he resists. Jagger wraps his hand around my throat but not too tight. He presses on a certain part of my neck and my eyes roll to the back of my head as he finally cums too.
Jagger doesn’t drop on me this time but he gently places kisses all over my face, my neck and everywhere he can. “You make me want to get you pregnant again, little bastard.”
“Oh, I love it when you talk dirty to me, you big bastard.”
Chapter 20
Jagger
It’s now been a couple of days that our vacation has been over. When we got back, Ainslee and I made the best decision of our lives, we blocked both Lina and Eli. There was nothing either of us had to say to them. If ever they stepped foot near us, they’d be evicted off the Island. Some people needed drastic measures to listen. Ainslee didn’t hesitate or blink as she was the first to block both of them out of her life. Ironically, those threatening messages never came again. If only she let me figure it out, but I’m glad she didn’t or else pretty sure Lina wouldn’t have a baby father to take care of her. Either way, they were both fucked up individuals to think we would continue to give two fucks about their lives.
On a much better, lighter note, I finally told Ainslee that I was feeling up to talking to my mother. To let her be a part of our lives and not just mine, so Ainslee and I have invited her over for dinner. When my mother walked in, I pulled her into a hug. I can admit that I missed her a lot more than I realized. I’ve never not spoken to my mother for this long, even when I isolated myself away from them by going away for school. Not having her in my life made things harder for me because I love this woman and she’s the reason I became this caring about anything in this world. The vacation opened my mind and gave me a chance to see that I’m in love, happy and a father soon, that my mother deserved to see that side of me too.
Dinner went well and now, Ainslee was making my mother coffee in the kitchen. I moved to sit next to my mother then changed my mind and got on one knee so we can be at proper eye level. I tilt my head, looking at her; she doesn’t look well. “You okay mom? Something’s wrong, talk to me.”
She shrugs. Hmm, now I know where I get that random trait from. She looks over at Ainslee, then back at me. “Andres told me about what happened to Jamie,” she says in a hushed tone. “I know you know, Jagger. Did you tell Ainslee?” My mom looks at Ainslee again and now I know why she’s been observing her. She’s looking for signs of whether she has to hold Ainslee or something.
I shake my head. “No, I didn’t tell her mom and I don’t think I can ever break her heart like that. There are certain things in this world that I can tell my wife and break her heart, but this won’t be one of them.”
My mom nods. “Aren’t you afraid it’ll come back to bite you in the ass?” She asks.
I nod. “I know it will but I hope to God that she can see my reasoning then but I will do everything to keep her from crying or being sad.”
My mom cups my cheek. “You really love her, don’t you?”
“Yes, I do and because I love her, I’ll be there even if she’s mad at me or not. Also, congratulations.” I say to my mom with the biggest grin I can muster.
Her brows furrow. “On what? I have done nothing great for a while.” She lightly chuckles at her own joke.
“You’re going to be a grandmother.” I say.
My mother gasps and puts her hands over her mouth. I forgot that I married someone like my mother; a drama queen and a big ass baby. I laugh as tears escape my mother’s eyes. I can tell she’s smiling underneath her hands. My mother stands, practically shoving me to the floor as she runs to Ainslee. I turn to watch my mother pull Ainslee in for a hug. One that I know Ainslee has never gotten from a mother. Ainslee is shocked, but after a moment of surprise, she relaxes and hugs my mother back.
“Thank you, Ainslee. Thank you for loving Liam and being with him. Thank you for doing what none of us could do.”
“What’s that?” Ainslee asks. “You’ve done it all. You birthed him and raised him. I can’t top that.”
“Oh sweetie, but you’ve done so much more. You gave him what we couldn’t, and that’s a love that no one can take away from him. You love him for him, not for what he can give or get paid for. You love my Liam for being, well… Liam. Thank you sweetheart, thank you.”
Ainslee hugs her tighter. “Thank you for accepting me.”
“I’ve always accepted you, Ainslee. There’s never been a time I wavered with you.” My mother says to her. She doesn’t realize what this means for my girl, but I smile because Ainslee deserves all of this.
Ainslee
Things went smoothly with Jagger’s mom, my mother-in-law, but I didn’t know how it would go with my father. It felt nostalgic being back on the estate that they raised me on. The second I stepped in through the double doors and saw the grand staircase, flashes of memories came to. Parties, me playing and all that but then the loneliness creeps in making me realize I played a lot by myself after Guinevere left or when Mikonos had to learn about this life.
I was never lonely when my dad was home because he always gave me and Mikonos lessons together about everything. He made me feel like I belong but I couldn’t see that because I was too busy thinking he and my mother were in cahoots. Speaking of which, if I haven’t heard a word about her, then she’s dead. I don’t understand why I felt nothing. She was my mother, shouldn’t I be sad that the way she passed away isn’t the normal way or is it because I’m still so desensitized that it doesn’t faze me? She’s the one who taught me not to cry if I lost a pet or anything. I once had a dog I got for my fifteenth birthday from an anonymous person and I loved that damned Yorkie so much, I went everywhere with it I could. One day, I came back home and my mother told me that one worker on the property forgot to lock the primary gates. My Yorkie, Shells, like what I loved collecting at the beach, got hit by a car. I cried so hard for my Shells and then I got smacked for it. I buried that dog with Mikonos’s help. He held a silly ceremony for my dog and held my hand the entire time.
I feel a tug on my hand and it brings me back, realizing that Jagger is with me. “My dick for your thoughts.”
I snicker while we walk through the house going to my dad’s office. “Really?” I look at Jagger.
Jagger smiles. “Fine, the tip then?”
I shove at Jagger. “Stop playing.” I laugh.
