Reed
Reed,
Didn’t want to wake you. Luca picked me up. I have an appt. at 8 for the baby. Back soon.
Yours,
Hope
Not how I expected to wake up. I’d have gone to the appointment with her. I’m dying to know more about the baby, but I think Hope is afraid that what we have isn’t real yet. I think she’s waiting for something bad to happen.
Waiting for her to get home, I explore her house a little more. Not snooping per se, but I want to get a better feel for who she is. Staring around the austere nursery, I have to wonder why she doesn’t have anything yet. Hope doesn’t seem the type to not be prepared.
Spotting the bookshelf she bought when I took her shopping, it hits me like a ton of bricks. She didn’t need the damn thing then. She just didn’t know how to tell me she needed baby furniture and not some shelf.
“Christ, woman,” I mutter. Gazing down at my watch, I see it’s almost nine and wonder how long her appointment will run when I hear a vehicle pulling up.
Taking the stairs down, two at a time, I’m at the front door before it can be opened and walking down the path to Luca’s truck in bare feet and no shirt. I open Hope’s door before she can.
Pulling her into my arms, I kiss her until we’re both breathless. Her warm hands on my bare skin as I hold her close is just what I need.
Drawing back, I grin at her dazed look. “Morning, pretty girl.”
“Dude, that’s my sister,” Luca grumps as he leans over the bed of his truck.
“Get used to it,” I tell him, picking Hope up and holding her ass tightly in my hands. “Wake me up next time.”
“Okay,” she agrees, her eyes still slightly glossy. “Thanks, Luca!” She waves a hand back at him as I carry her up to the house.
“I missed you.” I kick the door shut behind us, spinning so her back is pressed against it. Delighted she’s wearing a dress, I pull the skirt up, push her panties to the side, and free my cock to slide home.
“Fuck,” I moan as her head hits the door with a light thud. “I could live inside of you.” I didn’t even realize how badly I craved her until our lips touched outside.
“I like it very much,” she whispers back. Pushing her hands through my hair as I thrust in and out of her heated pussy with rhythmic movements, she tugs my head back, initiating a carnal kiss that has me turning feral.
“You can’t kiss me like that, pretty girl.” The words come out in a deep growl.
She bites my lip until a pierce of pain makes me hiss. “Why not?”
“Where the fuck did this siren come from?” I don’t give her a chance to answer me as I take over the melding of our mouths.
My need to be the only one she thinks about drives me to pound her harder than I ordinarily would. Her continuous moans indicate she’s enjoying it, though.
“What was the appointment for?” I groan, trying to distract myself into slowing down and enjoying the ride we’re on.
“What?” She gasps, and her nails dig into my scalp.
“This morning.” Christ, it's hard to think.
“Follow up.” Hope lets out a long moan as I feel her pussy tighten. “From last week.”
I stop moving, and she whines. “Peanut okay?”
“Yes.” Her eyes open, and she glares.
“You okay?”
Her expression deepens. “Reed Burkhart, if you don’t finish what you started, right now, I’m going to scream and not in the way we both want.”