Page 36 of Snake's Fate

Looking around, I realize that I did indeed forget my towel on my bed. I’m not sure how he even noticed as his eyes have been on me the entire time.

“I left it on my bed. Can you get it for me please?” I ask and he goes into my room to get it.

Standing up, I wait for him to come back but he’s taking longer than it should to get the towel.

“Gabe?” I call to him and a second later, he walks in holding something in his hand.

Looking down, I realize he’s got the pregnancy test that I left on my bedside table. His eyes meet mine, holding me hostage. Not sure what to say at this point, I grin at him.

“Guess you found the good news.” My heart beats loudly in my ears as I hope that he considers it good news too.

He continues to look at me and back down at the test in his hand until I’m worried about what he’ll say. I start to shiver from standing there nude, water and soap dripping off me.

I’m about to break down into tears when he finally smiles, walking towards me with the towel. Taking my hand, he helps me to step out of the tub and he gently starts to dry me off, getting down on his knees to dry my legs.

Looking up at me, he drops the towel, running his hands up my thighs causing shivers that are no longer from the cold air.

I watch, mesmerized as he leans forward until I feel his hot breath between my legs. My knees begin to shake watching him hold my gaze as his tongue stretches out and licks me up the middle slowly.

“Gabe.” I moan, grabbing his head, holding him to me.

He starts off slow, licking and fucking me with his tongue. My nipples become hard pebbles that ache for attention.

Grabbing them myself, I give them a squeeze and it sends a jolt straight to my clit at the same time he sucks it into his mouth hard.

“Oh, shit.” I pull him harder to me, trying to get more, aching on the inside.

He must know exactly what I need because I soon feel his fingers slide into my wetness, filling me. My core tightens around his fingers and my clit throbs in his mouth until it reaches a peak so powerful, I scream out his name.

I must have nearly fell as he pulls me into his arms, carrying me to my bed. Laying me on my pillow, he undresses and climbs in with me, pulling me into his arms.

Remembering that we didn’t finish our conversation earlier, I lift my head to look at him.

“Um, Gabe. About the baby. I have something to tell you.”

He opens one eye, looking at me. “It’s mine isn’t it?”

“Of course it is. Why would you ask that?”

“I didn’t mean it that way. I only meant what else could we possibly need to talk about regarding the baby. I mean, it’s okay right? And you?” He looks alarmed.

“We’re fine.” I pat his chest. “What I mean to ask is, you want it right? Want us, I mean.”

“Of course I do.” He raises up, looking into my eyes. “I want you,” He kisses my lips. “I want this baby.” He kisses me again. “I want my twins.” I gasp but before I can say anything, he kisses me again but deeply this time. I kiss him back until he breaks the kiss.

“How did you...?”

“How did I find out?” He asks and I shake my head. “Hank wrote me a letter.”

“When did he write you a letter?” I demand.

“Not sure when he wrote it but I got it today. His lawyer sent it to me.”

“Mr. Gill?”

“Yep. That’s the one. Now, sleep. I want a nap before the kids or my future mother in law get back.”

“What did the letter say?”

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