Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15250 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15250 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 76(@200wpm)___ 61(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
“No you won’t mom or I’ll never speak to you again, I promise you on my life. Jaxx and I are in love, the only reason he didn’t tell you is because of me. He wanted to but I was afraid, afraid of just this happening.”
“Well you should be because there’s no way I’m gonna let this happen.”
“You’re too late Marjorie, she’s pregnant.” You could hear a pin drop in the silence that followed. Then all the recriminations started. I didn’t want her anywhere near that shit so I whispered for her to go get her shit together while I deal with the parents.
There was a lot of back and forth which I listened to because I was wrong for handling things this shabbily, but there was one point, which I had no give on. Bree was leaving there with me tonight no matter what. my woman and my child were gonna stay in my home under my care from now on.
* * *
JAXXON
* * *
By the time she came back into the room, things were coming to a head. Her mom was still fuming mad, but dad had been able to talk her down a little.
She wasn’t happy, but she knew not to stand in our way as we left with promises to come back the next day.
It felt like a ton of bricks had been lifted off my shoulders when I walked her out and strapped her into my car. No more fucking sneaking around.
She was unusually quiet on the way home but I guess that was to be expected. “Stop worrying sneak, you got what you wanted.”
It hadn’t taken me long to figure out she’d set the whole thing up. There’s no way her mom had been that close to her room and she didn’t know. I guess I couldn’t be mad at her, she knew what she wanted and she went after it.
* * *
BRIANNA
* * *
I’m glad he’s not mad at me, but I had to get out of that house. I couldn’t stand being away from him one more night. I put my feet up on the dashboard and let the wind blow in my hair as we sped through the night.
I had it all worked out, all I had to do now was get him on board and that was easy. All I have to do is stick that bottom lip out and turn on the waterworks and he’s putty in my hands.
Now with the added bonus of his son or daughter in my tummy, there isn’t a thing I can’t get Mr. Slade to do.
Epilogue
JAXXON
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The pink of her pussy was more pronounced with her pregnancy, I noticed it with my third daughter. Now she was carrying number five and I was hoping for a boy. I’m outnumbered and outdrawn. Every last one of them is a ringer for their mama.
Daddy raises his voice, the bottom lip comes out and the tears start to flow. “I’ma fuck a boy in you if it kills me.”
She howled with laughter while I had her on her side and was fucking into her from behind with her top leg over my arm. “It’s too late this one’s already cooking.”
Her pussy is always sweeter at this point in her pregnancy, two minutes from going into labor. Speaking of which. I pulled out and clamped my mouth over her, getting what might be my last taste of cherry flavored pussy juice before the baby came.
“Umm, Jaxx, your tongue feels so good in me.” She pulled my hair as her hips moved against my tongue, drawing me in deeper.
“Hurry up the girls will be up soon.” She didn’t have to tell me twice, the little cock blockers always seem to know when daddy’s trying to sneak one and synchronize their fucking wake up time at the most inappropriate fucking times.
Four girls and another on the way, fuck me, it’s my penance for sneaking around with her teenage ass. She’s twenty-four and hadn’t had any let up since the first one.
At this rate we were gonna have more than the six I’d put in for, and I think it only fair that I get an equal amount of boys for the shit I’ve had to put up with around here.
We ended up moving to the country after baby number two. Turns out most people didn’t care that we were an item especially after I put a ring on her finger before our first child was born.
The parents had come around long before then, and things were going like clockwork, and then the terrors came.
My five year old is a pain in the ass know-it-all who never lets me get away with anything. I think her grandma has been putting shit in her head, because she’s always on my ass. Thinking of her made me speed up my thrusts because more likely than not she’d be the first one at my door with her shit.