I grinned, looking back at Dad and found everyone else staring our way. “Yes,” I whispered.

“Yes, what?” Meadow asked.

“Really?” Mom pushed off the bed and came toward me. “Really?” she repeated, excitement dancing in her eyes.

Vince placed his hand on my stomach. “Really.”

Meadow gasped.

Mom pulled me in for a hug, wrapping her other arm around Vince. “I knew you would find your way to each other,” she whispered.

I hugged her back, my eyes locking with Vince’s.

“Your daughter is a tough one to crack but I was determined,” Vince said, winking at me.

“How far along are you?” Mom asked, placing her hands on my stomach.

“Almost three months,” I answered. “I’m sorry we didn’t tell you.” I looked at Meadow. “It was a twin.”

Her eyes widened. “Oh God.”

“What do you mean?” Dad asked.

I explained the miscarriage and what the doctor had said when we found out that we were still pregnant.

“I’m so sorry.” Mom hugged me again.

“Thank you. I’m fine. We’re fine.” I absentmindedly reached out for Vince. When his fingers came into contact with mine, I let out a breath and let my worries get shared between us.

“Now that we know your dad’s okay, we should go,” Vince whispered in my ear. “I’m throbbing for that hot little mouth of yours.”

My core clenched at the thought. “We’re going to go,” I told my family. “I’m hungry.”

***

“Fuck, baby.” Vince groaned, digging his fingers into the sides of my head. “Take it. Take it all.”

I was but I still enjoyed hearing him telling me what to do. His cock was thrusting back and forth down the length of my tongue. My wrists were tied behind my back by one of his belts. He didn’t want me touching myself before he had a chance to.

Vince thrust between my lips, pushing his cock into my mouth as deep as it would go. “Fucking hell, Gigi. I love how you suck cock like a damn porn star.”

A muffled laugh left me.

Opening my mouth wider, I breathed through my nose and took him even deeper.

His eyes landed on me. They were dark, so damn dark I couldn’t see the pupils. He pushed into me, leaning me against the edge of the bed. “You know I respect the hell out of you right?”

I nodded, running my tongue back and forth along a vein.

He shivered. “You want rougher?”

I moaned, nodding.

A wicked grin spread on his face. “Brace yourself, baby. I’ve been saving my cum for that little belly of yours.”

His words were vulgar but made me wet just the same.

I enjoyed this side of him, and it only seemed to get worse the longer we went without having sex. While we had foreplay, it wasn’t the same and definitely not enough to curb that craving we had for each other.