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Maeve feels me harden against her, using that to her advantage. “We still have time, big guy.” She says. She starts to kiss down my neck and honestly all rational thought goes out the fucking window.

She lays me on my back and starts kissing down the scarred “Y” into my chest. I hate that fucking scar, but when she drags her tongue down the scarred tissue, my cock jumps to attention. She makes her way down my chest until she reaches the waistband of my boxers. She stares up at me with an amazingly sexy look on her face before pulling my boxers down to expose my cock to her.

Fuck, I need her.

But I need her to go the fuck back to sleep even more. I need her to stay home while I grab Sean and scare Carlie. I can’t have her there for that, I can’t have her getting hurt. Sean is unpredictable, it could be dangerous for her to go back into that apartment.

I think my brain strokes out when Maeve licks a path up my cock. Her tongue drags from my balls all the way to the head. Her tongue even licks up the bead of precum at the tip and I groan in bliss. “Fuck, ma fleur. Don’t distract me.” I say in a groan to her.

But I think I’d scream if she stopped. She grins up at me, keeping full eye contact while she slips the head of my cock in her mouth. I see fucking stars when she sucks on the head, her tongue flicking across the tip to collect the precum that leaks out.

She keeps her eyes locked onto mine while she lowers her mouth on my cock, swallowing as much as she possibly can. She even makes herself gag on the length. “Breathe through your nose.” I instruct. I shouldn’t be indulging in this, I’m trying to get her to listen to me about Sean, not about sucking my cock. But fuck her mouth feels so good.

I sit back and admire my girl and that perky ass up in the air while she sucks my cock. Her tongue drags across the underside while she bobs her head and tries to take as much of me as she can. I’m not surprised that she can’t take all of me, fuck I can barely fuck her with all of me. But god damn, I am obsessed with the look of her right now.

She has saliva dripping down her chin, soaking my balls, a heated look in her eye, and of course my cock in her mouth. “One of these days, I’d like to see a piercing right there.” She teases, licking the head of my cock with a grin on her face. I groan, flopping my head down on the pillow and closing my eyes. “Don’t test me, ma fleur. I’ll fucking do it.” I say. “I’ll make you sit on my face while they pierce me, too.” I add in. I have to stop talking when she sucks me into her mouth again and I feel the head of my cock at the back of her throat. “You're doing so well. Just take what you can. Jerk the rest in your hand.” I say.

I watch with a heated gaze while Maeve sucks my cock. She has me twitching in her mouth everytime she lightlygrazesher teeth down my cock or flicks her tongue at the head. “Get on all fours, I need you.” I say. I need to fuck her, I need to cum in that gorgeous cunt of hers.

My girl shakes her head no, staring up at me in challenge. I want to tell her that she isn’t in charge here, that she’s to do as she’s told. But fuck, the idea of my girl swallowing my cum has me already ready to bust. “Fine. This is what’s going to happen, you’re going to swallow every drop, then we’re going to pick up Sean. Tomorrow, however, you’re my pet for the day. No arguments.” I say sternly to her. I don’t miss the way her eyes dilate and she wiggles her ass in the air at my words. I’m so fucking done for.

I put my hand in Maeve’s hair, guiding her further on my cock with each move until she gags, I’m not going to force more out of her, not until I cum down her throat. But I feel it, I feel so fucking close that I’m having to curl my toes to keep myself together. “Take a breath, ma fleur.” I tell her, yanking her hair until she’s off my cock for a moment. She sucks in air like she’s starved for it, nodding at me that she’s ready.

Maeve is so beautiful like this. My girl, my slut, dripping saliva down her chin onto her chest with her ass in the air while begging me to let her swallow my cum. I love it. This is heaven. I shove her head back down onto my cock, keeping my thrusts shallow until I’m ready to bust.

Only when I’m about to fucking lose it to I force her head down until I feel her fight in my hold and dig her nails into my thighs. I hiss at the pain, but it only spurs me on. I cum down her throat, feeling her throat attempt to swallow around me, but I’m too far in. I’m blocking her throat from fully swallowing. I fill her throat and her mouth with my cum, pulling some of my cock out when I’m done. “Swallow.” I say firmly to her.

I watch my girl stare up at me a little panicked, her cheeks full from keeping my cum in her mouth. “You lose a single drop and I’m going to fuck your ass tomorrow. Maybe we'll finally get the duct tape out and have a little fun while you can't say no.” I say to her with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

I ease up on her hair, taking my hands off of her so she can take her time pulling my cock out of her mouth.

My girl sits up and stares at me as she swallows, opening her mouth to show me that she’d done so afterward. But a single drop drips out of the corner of her mouth. I see her swipe it off her chin with her finger, watching her with a heated gaze. I’m ready to see my girl lick her finger clean in front of me, but she doesn’t. She swipes that little bit of my cum onto my chest, shrugging innocently afterward.

I think my girl just challenged me.

Chapter 50

Maeve’s POV

I want to be mad to find out that I’m pregnant. But honestly, I’m not. I knew this was going to happen, I knew this was his goal all along. He'sintentionallynever used protection or pulled out, heck he's even forced his cum back into me on more than one occasion. There was no other option than for me to end up pregnant.

I am a little upset that I don’t get to live out my twenties how I had imagined, but I’m not mad. If that even makes any sense. Honestly, I’m not sure what I feel. I’m not sure how I’m supposed to react. I guess I can freak out about it more when we’re done with Sean.

I think my mind is just occupied elsewhere, not giving me the chance to react how I need to at all of this. I’ve only ever gotten to have one drunken night at a bar, I haven’t even finished college, I’ve never gotten to live alone or have a normal relationship. Yet I’m having a baby. My mind is a bit of a mess right now.

Leon gets me into the bathroom after I had given him a blowjob, he cleans up my face and chest, and takes my piercings out for me. He cleans the holes and puts dressings on them so they can heal. I can’t believe I didn’t even have pierced nipples for a day. I didn’t even make it twenty-four hours before they had to be taken out. It kind of feels like a waste.

I’m in a daze while Leon showers with me, treating me like some kind of porcelain doll with his soft touches.

I guess this is the treatment I should expect for the next nine months. I still can’t believe this is happening to me. I honestly thought with my celiac that it would have taken him longer, but it didn’t even take two months of being his prisoner for me to have a baby on the way.

It’s fine, I guess fate just kind of works that way. That’s what I’m telling myself at least, I do love him, and I told him I wanted a life with him. So I guess this is the next step.

Well, there are several more steps we could’ve taken before this. We could’ve gotten married? We already live together so I don’t know what else we could’ve done first. But this feels like the only logical next step for us. We’ve already killed together, so a baby is one of the last major things we have to do as a couple.

It still doesn’t mean that I’m completely happy and ready for any of this. “Tell me how you’re feeling, ma fleur.” Leon says. He runs his hand down my back while I’m braiding my hair and keeps himself close to me.

I sigh, turning around until my back is to the sink and I’m facing Leon. “I wanted to finish school, I wanted to know what it felt like to afford to pay for things, I wanted to live like a normal college kid. It just feels like all of it was taken from me.” I confide in him. He nods, hugging me into him. “You’re still going to have everything you want, it will just look a little different now. But I'll make sure you're happy.” He promises.