“God, that feels so good,” I moan, tipping my head back, the tendrils of my hair hitting my lower back.
“You feel that you’re about to break my cock from your greedy cunt?” His words do nothing to stop me from wanting him even more.
“Fine, I’ll just hop off you right now, hit the store, and grab a test,” I concede, doing the mental calculations, realizing the dates are adding up. He’s right. I haven’t had my period since the moment Creed has landed back in Hitchcock.
“You’ll do that, and I’ll be going with you. No fucking way you’ll go by yourself for the whole town to see what you’re picking up.” Creed flips me to my back, lazily thrusting in and out of me. At the thought of all my hopes and dreams coming true with a baby of our own, I know for a fact I’m smiling like a loon.
“Well, if you want to go now, you might want to let me up. Unless that’s your goal, to keep my pregnant, tied to your bed and your heart.” He made good on his promise, minus the nipple clamps, after my crazy idea of him leaving. That was the night he tied me to his four-poster bed, arms and legs spread in the most lewd way possible, but the way he ate me like I was his last meal, I don’t regret a thing. Hell, I’d do it again.
“Creed,” I croon as he leaves my body. His hard cock is glistening with wetness from the both of us, his seed dripping, painting the insides of my thighs.
“Shower, dress, pharmacy, in that exact order, sugar.” I pout, not liking his idea at all. If he’s right, which I’m sure he is, he’ll gladly have no problem telling the world he knew all along. Between my family and his, they’ll know the second he walks in the house. I can see it now, Creed chanting something funny about having super sperm, telling them he knew I was pregnant. Meanwhile, I’m crossing my arms over my chest, letting Creed see how annoyed I am.
“It could wait a few minutes longer, you know?” I stand up begrudgingly.
“Know that, Laney, but I also know you like my mouth on your pussy. That’s why I’m going to clean you up, eat you, maybe fuck you one more time, then we’re getting that test. It’s not waiting, either.” His wish is my command. Creed doesn’t have to tell me twice, especially with the idea of his mouth on me.
“Fine, it’s not like what you’re asking for is too much anyway.” I wink at him, sashaying my ass in front of him and into the bathroom, knowing that whoever leads the way, the other will follow. This is how we work. It’s Creed and me for all the rest of our days.
Seventeen
Creed
Not to toot my own fucking horn, but I was right. The two lines on the pregnancy test that appeared within seconds told Laney that she was pregnant. Of course, she was ready to head over to her parents’ house, calling mine along the way to plan a surprise announcement. The goofy-ass grin on my face never left the fact that it didn’t take us long for Laney to become pregnant. It hit me with pride. Fuck yeah, my boys work. I’m standing in the corner watching the families mix, a bottle of beer in my hand, and life is fucking good.
“Now that you’ve knocked up my sister, you think you’ll make an honest woman out of her?” My best friend and Laney’s brother comes up beside me. This shithead, we’ve shot the shit several times since I’ve been back in Hitchcock for good. He’s like an old lady who sits outside the local hair salon, waiting for the next gossip to come his way. Rhett even ran his sister ragged trying to get her to make a play, since I was being a pussy and dragging my feet. Not going to lie, kind of wanted to beat his skull in for that. He could have called me before shit got so bad. I still would have hightailed my ass back here. Hell, that’s why I didn’t re-up my contract when they asked. I knew Mr. Spencer wasn’t back in the saddle.
“Yeah, well, if you’d shut your pie hole, maybe I could get a word in edgewise,” I grumble at him. I have a feeling it won’t be too much longer until Rhett finds the woman who will sink him to his knees.
“Well, shit, I know that look on your face. You’re scheming something. I better go grab you something stronger. If I know my dad, he may be smiling, but he’ll surely give you a run for your money.” I’m not shivering in my boots by any means. The fact that Laney and I did things a little backwards may backfire on me. But I don’t think it will be too much. He knew right out of the gate that Laney and I have been with each other non-fucking-stop. Hell, there were times I swear he and his wife were in cahoots.