Chapter 8

CHAPTER 8

ELI

SEVEN MONTHS PREGNANT

“Fucking shit, baby.” I’m gritting my teeth, trying not to shout, but damn, her pussy is so fucking hot and slick. “Damn it, slow down.” I grunt when my eyes roll to the back of my head.

“I can’t. I can’t. It feels so good.” She keens, leaning her forehead against mine. With one hand on her neck, I pull her further into me and bite her bottom lip before our tongues start their dance. She cries in her throat, her way of begging me to help her get there, but hell, I barely contain myself, and considering we are in my office, I need to keep this under control.

“Calm your little ass down before you upset my daughter.” I palm her stomach, and my cock twitches just like always with the evidence of my seed inside of her.

Things have changed with each new development of her progression. Somewhere between month five and the middle of month six, I no longer dreaded or feared this. The first time I felt my daughter move inside of her, something in me moved a little at a time. I began feeling like a father, a family man, and a protector. Don’t get me wrong, I was always my wife’s defender, champion, and wall, but a baby, my baby, will need me, depend on me, and look to me for…everything. That is a completely different feeling and responsibility. This little girl will love me, and I love her fiercely by God. Which is why once this greedy woman gets off my cock, I have some calls to make.

“Oooo…Eli… I’m…” Her cunt spasms, and I know what is coming. Reaching between her legs, I pinch her clit at the same time that I slam my mouth against hers in just enough time to catch her scream.

“Witch,” I whisper against her mouth. Holding her soft hips, I pump her up and down faster, jerking myself off with her pregnant pussy. “God damn it, I can’t get enough!” I grunt right before I lose my shit inside of her.

“Oh, God Eli. I’m coming again.” She smothers her cry against my shoulder. Together in my office on my leather chair, we cling to one another, shaking and leaking, kissing each other with both of our hands covering her swelling belly.

“How’s my daughter?” I ask, lifting her off my cock, cursing my horny prick when he twitches, seeing my seed drip down her thighs.

“She’s still sleeping.” I pull her dress down and her panties up before picking her up and sitting her across my lap.

“Good. Do you need a nap, baby?” She yawns and nods her head. “Okay. I wish I could go home with you, but I have a bunch of calls to make. I am going to have Henry drive you home, and I will pick you up for Lamaze class.”

“Sounds good. I love you, " she says, looking in my eyes. Like always, anytime I hold her in my arms or am the recipient of her adoring gaze, since the moment I met her, my heart skips a beat. She became a part of me the moment I saw her, and now, there is a part of us inside her.

“I love you, my wife.” I sweetly kiss her, not daring to make it more because we will never leave this office. “And you,” I say, kissing her tummy.

Once October has gone, I sit back behind my desk and look at the Post-It. Over the last week, I have been contemplating some really big decisions that could affect the stability and longevity of my family.

When I was in college, I met a guy named Orson. He was going to school for business at Penn State, which is where I was going to law school. Straight out of graduation, he got a job with a big-shot, up-and-coming investment company that is now the number one in the country.

Orson and I kept in touch, and over the last few years, he has been trying to get me to come work for the company and be their in-house legal counsel. I have declined over and over. October and I love our lives, but now that we have a baby to think of, we need more security. I know we can make it, but it will be tight and more paycheck to paycheck, and neither of us ever wanted to live like that.

Picking up the phone, I dial the number and wait.

“Love here.” I always chuckle when he says his last name. This dude is six-five solid muscle, and his last name is Love.

“It’s Eli.”

“Ah Daniels. How have you been?” he asks. I have not spoken to him in months.

“Busy. Getting ready to have a baby.” His silence says a lot before he chuckles.

“Well shit. I never thought I would live to see the day.”

“Trust me. Neither did I.”

“Well, hell, congratulations man. How is October doing?”

“Perfect. Beautiful. A marvel.” She is all of those things and more.

“Well, what can I do for you?”

“Is the job you offered me a few months ago still open?”

“Hell yeah. Our top litigator just quit to move out of the country, so this is perfect timing. You would be coming in as our main litigator.”

“Wow. Okay, I need the logistics.”

“Yeah, sure. Six-figure salary. Corporate housing or a housing stipend if you choose to move into the suburbs. Company car and many other perks including a two-hundred and fifty thousand dollar signing bonus.”

“Well fuck.” That would mean we have nothing to worry about…ever.

“Yeah. I think it’s pretty good. So what do you think?”

“I need to talk to October. When do you need an answer?”

“Within the next sixty days. We have backup counsel right now, but they are moving on soon.”

“Thanks man. I promise not to take too long.” My mind can only imagine the type of life we could give our children. Shit. When the thought of more than one flashes in my mind, and it doesn’t fill me with panic, I know everything for me has changed. Now, I just hope my wife agrees to the first part anyway.