“Yeah, the perfect body. She’s got what I’ll never have, and it’s only going to get worse as I get further along in this pregnancy.”
“Tarin, I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about. Her body isn’t perfect. I love your body.”
“Damian, she’s got perfect proportions. Her tits-to-waist-to-ass ratio is perfect. That’s what guys want. Believe me, I’ve heard enough men say it. If I’d lose some weight off this ass and my thighs, I'd be perfect.”
“They said what? Have you lost your mind? There's nothing wrong with your damn body. Those men were dumbasses who said that. I love your ass and thighs. Your tits are more than enough. As for you getting more of any of that, bring it the fuck on. I’ll have more to love. Is that why you puked?”
“I don't know why I puked. It was like a wave hit me. I’m fine now. I need to clean that mess up before someone falls in it. What the hell did she want, or should I ask?” I sat up, but he wouldn’t let me stand up.
“I have no damn clue. When I came out and saw her, I told her to leave. When she didn’t, I escorted her to the door. That's when I saw you. Knowing her, it was to cause trouble. Forget about her. I want you to lie here. I’ll clean the floor up.”
I tried to protest, but he wouldn’t listen. When he opened the door, there stood Tate with a bucket, plastic gloves, and a sponge. “No, I'll do that, Tate!” I shouted. As I got to my feet, Outlaw turned and pointed at me. I sat down.
“Tarin, it’s not the first time I’ve cleaned up puke. It won’t be the last. At least it’s not sour alcohol puke. I’m done anyway.” He smiled as he walked off with his bucket. I moaned. I was mortified at how I’d acted and then to have Tate clean up my mess.
“I can’t ever show my face here again. I acted like a damn shrew. I’m sorry, Damian. I’d like to say it was temporary insanity. Payne must think I’m a bitch.”
“Babe, you’re not the first or last old lady to lose her shit. Remember what Ilara did when she saw you with your dad? This happens more often than you know. Come here. This will make your mouth feel better.” He waved me into the bathroom. I went, and he handed me a cup with mouthwash in it. I rinsed and repeated several times until I tasted no more traces of puke. When I got back to the bed, he stood there looking down at me.
“What?” I asked him.
“We need to get back to your less-than-perfect body. Why don’t you take off those clothes so I can refresh my memory? Maybe I forgot what you look like. I could have sworn you were perfect last night, but I need to check again.”
I laughed and shook my head. “No, you don’t have to check. I’m sure it’s all the same.”
He shook his head and pointed to me. “Take off those clothes, or I will, Tarin.”
I could see he was dead serious. I took off my top and then my bra. I was suddenly turned on by the command in his voice and the fire in his eyes. While I was taking off my top, he took off his boots and then took off his socks. When I stood up to peel down my yoga pants and panties, he groaned. I sat down and spread my legs. I was already wet.
He rubbed his hand up and down the erection pushing at the zipper of his jeans. He undid the button and then the zipper, shoving them to the floor. He stepped out of them and stroked his hard cock. He had gone commando. He walked over to the bed. I was at the perfect height to have his cock at mouth level. “Suck my cock, baby.”
I didn’t hesitate. I took him in my mouth. As I worked to take more and more of him, he fisted my hair and then began to move my head up and down on him. He hadn’t done that before and I found I liked it a lot. “Suck harder,” he moaned. I took him deeper and tightened my mouth on him.
Abruptly, he pulled out of my mouth and grabbed me under the armpits. He hoisted me in the air. I grabbed his shoulders. He turned me around and sat me on the corner of his dresser. He yanked my legs apart and then sank his big cock into me in one big shove. I cried out as he parted my swollen insides. He started to pump in and out of me. His fingers bit into my ass cheeks.
“This is my fucking woman’s perfect ass. These thighs hug me perfectly and these beautiful breasts feed my craving and will feed my babies. I love everything about this body and I’d better never hear you say anything negative about it again. Do. You. Understand. Me?” He punctuated each word with a slam into me.
I answered him the only way I could. I screamed, “Yes,” as I came. I clamped down on his cock. He hammered into me a couple more times, then he froze and roared as he came. I fell against his chest when I was done. He was panting as he kissed me. It took a few minutes to recover. When we did, he took me to rinse off in the shower and then back to the bed, where he curled up with me. As he kissed me, he asked, “Why were you looking for me, baby?”
“I wanted to talk to you about the wedding and the idea Ilara had.”
He sat up, looking eager. “What was her idea?”
“She wanted to know if we might want to do a double ceremony like Jocelyn and Devyn did with Bull and Ace. It’s alright if you’d rather do one of our own. She just thought it might be fun.”
“Tarin, I think that would be great. Your dad would love it and as long as you get the kind of wedding you want, I’ll be happy. Can you two agree on things like colors and the other stuff? What about a date? I don’t want to wait forever. It has to be before the baby gets here,” he warned me.
“Don’t worry, that’s Dad’s stipulation too. It’s early February now. She’s got the ladies already helping. It wouldn’t take a lot to add us, other than me getting a dress and you getting the suit. Bridesmaids and groomsmen might take a little work. She seemed to think we could have this together by the end of April, if we go next week at the latest to Nashville to find dresses.”
“The end of April. You think we could do it that fast?” he asked, sounding excited, and I nodded. “Hell yeah, let’s do it! You tell me where to go and when and I'll get my suit and the groomsmen. I’ll talk to Bear, since we might have some of the same guys in mind. What about you and Ilara?”
“We thought of Madisen and Devyn.”
“Great, I’ll talk to your dad. Are we clear on the other thing? No more saying shit about your body? I don’t even see other women anymore, Tarin. I only see you.”
“Got it. I’ll try to keep the crazy to a minimum. I should apologize for punching her. I didn’t mean to hit you either.”
“You don’t need to apologize. She should have never been in my room uninvited. Let it be a lesson to her. Now, how about we get dressed and head to town? I want to take you out to eat unless you don’t feel up to it.”