There wasn’t anything left to say.
To do.
I was hopeful for the future.
That included her mother in our lives.
Chapter 27
Christian
“Kinley,” I warned as she kissed along the side of my neck. “We’re not doing this.”
“Christian…” She slowly pecked her way down my body. “Please. We’ve waited so long, and I’m miserable. Your son won’t exit my body, and I'm overdue my delivery date! He was supposed to be here yesterday.”
“You’ve made such a nice home for him he doesn’t want to leave your womb.”
I smiled, laughing. “I think that’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me.”
“Kissing my ass isn’t going to get you laid, sweetness.”
“Ugh! Now you’re just being stubborn. We haven’t had sex since the night he was conceived. How are you even surviving at this point? Don’t you miss me?”
“You’re sitting on my stomach. What’s there to miss?”
“Yes, but that’s not what I’m talking about, Dr. Troy.”
“Oh, so we’re role playing now?”
She grinned. “I can be your dirty little secretary or your naughty nurse if you want me to be?”
“I want you to be my wife. Besides, I’ve had your mouth on me.”
“I know, but it’s not the same. Yes, I am your wife, but this is called a fantasy.”
“I have everything I ever wanted. I don’t need to pretend to be something we’re not.”
“Christian! Just fuck me!”
I laughed, I couldn’t help it.
“You know that’s the sure way of getting your son out of me. Please take mercy on me! I want to see my feet again, and my back is killing me. I can’t do this for another day.”
“But I’m going to miss seeing you pregnant.”
“How can you miss it? I’m still pregnant.”
“I plan on knocking you up as soon as we can make love again.”
She smiled, and it lit up her eyes.
“Besides, isn’t your mother coming by soon?”
“Yes, she’s going to take a walk with me around the neighborhood to try to induce my labor. She’s always bringing me spicy food.”
In the last four months, once again, a lot had changed. After our gender reveal, and hearing her mother out, it changed something in me. Maybe it was the fact I was going to be a father now, but Kinley needed her mother, just as much as her mother needed her daughter. I couldn’t continue to drive a wedge in their relationship.
Kinley needed to make her own decisions with her mom.
It started off slow at first, her stopping by, them going to lunch. We even sat in on a couple family therapy sessions with her. Little by little, my respect for her mother began growing. The effort she was putting in didn’t go unnoticed.
I was ready to leave the past behind us, and solely focus on the future and our new life as a family together which included her mom in it. My girl was happy and thriving. I’d never seen her happier, and that was enough to calm my anxiety about her mother being back in our lives.
She gazed up at me through her long lashes, smirking like a fool. “You know you can never say no to me, Christian, and I’m prepared to pull out all the stops for you to give me your cock. I know your one weakness, remember?”
“The only weakness I have is worrying about you endlessly.”
“Well, you don’t need to worry about me anymore. You checked me out yourself.”
It was true.
Last month, Kinley finally let me properly check her fallopian tubes. There was still a little damage, but nothing surgery couldn’t help which was scheduled later this year. We wanted to have more kids, preferably three or four more, making up for all the years we'd missed.
I wanted her pregnant again before the end of the year.
“Baby, look at you.” I rubbed her belly. “You’re stuffed to the max, do you really want another big thing inside of you?”
She rolled her eyes, hiding back a smile.
“I know I’m hard to resist. It’s actually more of a curse than it is a blessing. I’m just too irresistible.”
She played along. “You really are.”
“It’s just the price I have to pay for having a huge cock.”
She busted out laughing. I loved making her laugh.
“You do have the biggest dick I’ve ever seen.”
“You’ve only ever seen mine.”
“What kind of answer is that?”
“The only one that matters. You’re up to no good.”
She giggled. “But you love it when I’m a bad girl. So will my big, strong baby daddy please fill me with his huge dick? My pussy is wet for you, Christian.”
“You little fucking minx. You know how much I love it when you say naughty things.”
“I know. See, weakness. Now.” She kissed my chest, lifting up my shirt. “As I was saying. Don’t you want to take care of me?”
It was all I needed to hear, I didn’t waver. Flipping her over onto her, I hovered above her.