Page 28 of His Vivacious Angel
“Ah, hell, you miss my tongue deep inside your pussy?”
“Mmhmm,” I hum, pressing my knees together so I can lift my hips as high as I can. He doesn’t have to hold me down anymore, becauseI’m not going anywhere.
“Almost…there,” he says, panting as he jerks himself faster. “Want to fuck you so badly, angel. You have no idea.”
“So why don’t you?” It just pops out of my mouth, and I’d run screaming at how quickly things have progressed if it weren’t for the fact that I really,reallywant the man I frustratingly can’t stop thinking about to give me that second orgasm.
He shakes his head. “I don’t have any condoms, and I’m not looking to have a fourth kid any time soon.” He says absently, “Or ever.”
What the fuck? I jerk upright to sit on my heels and twist to the side. “You don’t want any more kids?”
Forest’s pace slows until he’s simply holding his fat erection. “I have enough on my plate with three. Not sure I could handle another,” he says with a chuckle—and also a slight grimace when his cock bobs.
“It’s hard now, but things will get easier with time,” I say, wrinkling my nose, even as I salivate at the size of him. Yeah, my vibrator’s got nothing on Forest’s dick.
“Parenting never gets easier, no matter how old they get.”
“But what if you got married and didn’t have to parent them all on your own? You still wouldn’t want more?”
He shrugs, letting go of his cock as the heated atmosphere turns chilly. “I don’t know. Probably not.”
“What is wrong with you?” I ask, hugging myself as goosebumps start popping up on my arms.
“What’s wrong with you?” he echoes, appraising me with a hesitant expression. “Why do you care how many kids I have?”
“I don’t.”
“Kinda sounds like you do.”
“Well, I don’t.” I crawl off the bed and locate my shorts, roughly tugging them up my legs.
He reaches for my hand. “Where are you going?”
I dodge him and unlock the bedroom door, breezing out. “Back to my suite. Bye.”
He chases after me, shoving his erection under his waistband. “Autumn, stop,” he hisses when I step out of his suite. “Come back.”
I throw both middle fingers up over my head as I race toward the elevators, disappearing inside the conveniently open door, then stab the button for the fifth floor.
It was a mistake letting Forest get anywhere near me again. I knew better. I should have kissed the kids goodnight, then gotten the hell out of there, because there’s no way I’m finding sleep any time soon, that’s for damn sure.
Fucking asshole.
“Where were you, young lady?” Dad asks as soon as I step inside our suite, a lamp in the corner casting a warm glow on his surly expression.
I stop short and freeze as if I were fifteen years old, getting caught sneaking through my bedroom window in the wee hours of the morning after partying all night. At least I’m oldenough that my parents can’t take away my phone and ground me to my room any longer…I think.
“What are you doing up?” I ask instead. He’s an early riser, but two in the morning is pushing it.
Dad draws up to his full height, folding his arms across his large chest. “I could ask the same of you.”
“I…went for a walk.”
“Would that walk happen to be on the fourth floor?”
“No.” My cheeks are on fire, and I’m sure he can see the guilt of lying written all over my face.
Dad slowly relaxes with a lopsided smile. “Couldn’t help yourself, huh?”
