13. Donovan

Shorty's beautiful brown eyes widen at my words. My heart races like a goddam racehorse on crack the moment she sauntered her sweet ass into this basement. When the words "I moved here" came out of her sexy plump lips, in that moment, I wanted her more than anything. And here she is, standing in front of me. My eyes are drawn to how her body curves perfectly in the tight leggings she"s wearing. The red sweater with a bow V-neck reveals her full breasts. But what captures my attention the most is the beautiful baby bump peeking out from under her sweater. I kneel, pull her forward with my hands behind her back, and press my lips against her tummy.

Shorty"s fingers run through my damp hair, and I gaze up at her. "How are you feeling?" I ask, eager to hear about her well-being since I"ve been away.

I can see the love and devotion in her eyes as she places her hand on her belly. "I"ve been good. We"ve been good," she responds, a smile spreading across her face.

"Good," I reply.

Locked in each other's gaze, I can sense the intensity of the moment building up. The heat emanating from her gaze mirrors the passion coursing through my veins. Her chest rises and falls with every deep breath she takes, which only adds to the electric tension between us.

Suddenly, I grab her ass and hoist her up. Her legs wrap around my waist. My dick is hard like steel, and she gasps when she rocks her hips against me. I walk us over to the wall and gently press her back against the wall. Our eyes meet, and we lock gazes for a brief moment. As she delicately runs her tongue over her lips, a rush of desire and longing washes over me, overwhelming my senses and causing me to lose all self-restraint. I take her mouth with mine. Her soft jasmine scent fills my lungs.

God, she smells so fucking good.

Being with Shorty is like jumping headfirst into the ocean, with the waves crashing around me and the water enveloping me, leaving me with an overwhelming sense of both thrill and fear.

When her lips part, I dive in, our tongues playing tug of war. Her hands wrap around my neck while her delicate fingers tug on my hair. Our kiss becomes desperate, and she groans in my mouth. It feels like we haven't kissed in years. Shorty kisses me back just as furiously. Being the greedy bastard that I am, wanting more and with my lips still on hers, I move us to the work bench with her straddling me. I pull away and take in her flushed face, rosy cheeks, and plump lips.

As I look into her eyes, I can hardly believe that she"s right in front of me. Just as I"m about to pinch myself to check if it"s real, the words "I still can"t believe you"re here" escape my lips.

She leans in and kisses me on the mouth. "I"m as real as it gets, Donnie. And I"m not going anywhere."

I wrap my arms around her, feeling overwhelmed with emotions. "I love you, Shorty," I say as I gently rub my nose against hers. The warmth of her body and the softness of her skin make my heart skip a beat.

"I love you too, Donnie."

I reach my hand between her legs and brush against her covered pussy with feather like movements, wanting to get a rise out of her. She sucks in a sharp breath and leans closer until she's sitting right on my dick that is begging to be let free. I press against her to feel how wet she is.

I groan and squeeze her ass. "It feels like you're ready for me, Shorty."

She gives me a devilish smirk while she grinds on me. "So are you," she says in a low, sultry voice.

I grab her face and kiss the hell out of her. She runs her hands down my chest and pinches my nipples.

"Ah, fuck!" I pull my mouth away and glare at her.

She grins like she's proud of herself.

Two can play this game.

I reach and pinch one of her nipples.

"Ouch! Damnit!" She playfully smacks my chest. "That fucking hurt."

I chuckle. "Doesn't feel good, does it?"

The little vixen reaches between my legs and dips her fingers into the waistband of my pants, and before I realize what she's doing, she pulls out my dick, giving it a squeeze.

"Fuuuck," I groan, resting my head between her breasts. I thrust my hips into her hands while she strokes my dick.

"Baby, I need you to stop." I struggle to speak, allowing the ecstasy to overtake my body. Shorty's scent and the way her skin feels against mine does something to me. It all becomes too much, and it pisses me off because I don't want this to end yet.

"No," she says in a stern voice, still pumping me.

"Aah...baby...please stop. I'm not going to fucking last if—" I don't finish my words and growl in between her breasts. I pull back and untie the bow of her sweater until I'm staring at her red lacy bra. My chest rumbles with a low, primal growl at how sexy she is.

And she's all mine.

I pull one breast out and suck. Hard. She pumps faster, and I keep sucking, but when she purposely and slowly rubs the precum on my tip, I fucking lose it. I tug her pants low enough my dick lines up with her pussy. She guides my dick, but when I feel her wetness against the tip, I stop short.

"Shorty, wait," I rasp, out of breath, but Shorty acts like she didn't hear me and impales herself on my dick.

We let out a moan at the same time, and I throw my head back in pleasure. "God damn." I love how she takes charge. She's so intense and full of fire. People are right when they say women are hornier when they're pregnant. But Latinas are fucking fierce and aggressive.

I love it.

Shorty slowly moves up and down while I hold onto her hips, guiding her as she rides me. We move in perfect sync, desperate to feel this connection between us, getting lost in one another. Moans of appreciation fill the room as we move against each other. Wanting to go deeper, I grab her ass and plunge my dick further inside her. Shorty throws her head back and cries out. I wrap my arms around her back, holding her close to me as I slam into her.

"Harder," she pleads.

"Fuck, baby." I do as she asks.

Her moans grow louder, making me push harder, faster. Thank fuck the guys are not home.

The familiar tingling sensation travels throughout my body. Shorty strangles my dick with her pussy, chasing her own pleasure. I lift my head and watch her face, not wanting to miss the way her face looks when she comes. Her lids are at half-mast, and her lips part as she pants while I continue to slam into her.

"Oh, God," she whispers.

"Let it go, baby," I tell her, trying to hold back from coming, but when she screams, I'm done. I pull out and bury my face in her neck, letting out a frustrated growl for coming so quickly. My body trembles when I come hard. My lungs are on fire, and my poor dick is numb. The sound of our rapid breathing fills the air along with "Awake and Alive" by Skillet as we come down from our sexual high.

"Holy shit," I whisper, looking at her.

"Yeah, shit." Shorty breathes out a giggle. She rests her hands on my shoulders and slowly lifts from my lap. Shorty steps back and rights herself, still watching me. Then she grabs a towel and hands it to me.

"Thanks," I say as I wipe my cum off my stomach. I tuck myself away and grab Shorty's waist, pulling her between my legs. I look up at her. "You good?"

She nods with a satisfied smile. "Yeah, I am now."

"You better be after riding my dick like it was your last ride," I say with a teasing grin.

"Well, what can I say?" She shrugs, tying the bow back in place. "It was the best ride of my life."

I bend down to grab my shirt from the floor and take Shorty"s hand. We walk up the stairs and pass through the kitchen. "Do you want some water or cranberry juice?"

"Cranberry," she responds.

I open the fridge, retrieve the cranberry juice, pour it into the 3D baseball mug she bought me, and walk to the cabinet to get a straw.

As I turn to hand her the mug, I notice tears in her eyes. What the hell? "Shorty, why are you crying?" I ask with concern.

She laughs and wipes her eyes. "Nothing. I"m just freakin" emotional. Fucking hormones." She tilts her head and gives me an adorable smile. "You bought my favorite juice," she says, almost like it"s a combination of a statement and a question.

I reply, "Well, yeah. It reminds me of you, and I wanted to have it here whenever you visit."

She shakes her head and smiles, teasing me, "Oh, really? You were that sure I would visit?"

I lean forward, drape my body over the island, and gently tug her hair. "Oh, baby. I knew you would. You can"t resist seeing this handsome face." I smirk. "Plus, I make some mean pancakes that I know you can"t say no to."

Shorty"s face turns red; she must be recalling when I surprised her with a plate of chocolate chip pancakes topped with fluffy whipped cream and juicy strawberries. It found its way to my body and eventually onto hers but sadly did not make it to her mouth.

I lean in, kiss her quickly, and jump off. "You hungry?"

"Yeah, we could eat," she replies, looking down and rubbing her belly.

I can"t help but grin like an idiot. She looks so darn cute. She glances back at me. "So, what"s good to eat around here?"

"There"s a good burger joint near campus," I suggest, remembering that Shorty loves her cheeseburgers with extra pickles.

"That sounds good," she agrees, smiling.

"Good," I reply, walking around the island and wrapping my arms around her shoulders. I place a kiss on top of her head, getting a whiff of her coconut shampoo. "Mm. You smell good." I nibble at her earlobe, making her shiver.

She giggles against my chest. "You need to shower before we go, stinky boy."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." I chuckle. "Wanna join me?" I shoot a playful look her way.

She laughs but doesn"t give me an answer.

I couldn"t wait to spend time with my Shorty.

And now she's here.

In Tennessee, with me.

This is the best fucking day.