Thief (23 page)

“Why? You look well loved by your man. Nothing fucking hotter than that.”

I have to agree.

Needless to say, it still takes us another hour before we finally make it to the main island and to our dinner reservations.

The food was good but not as good as Marie’s. But it’s nice to be out, just the two of us. I drink champagne, almost killing half a bottle by myself.

“I’m going to have to pump and dump,” I say. Sean pulls me from my chair and leads me out of the restaurant to our next spot.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of that when we get home.”

My pussy clenches at his words, knowing what he means. Sean can’t seem to get enough of my breasts since I’ve had Marcus.

“We could skip dancing and go home,” I suggest, wanting him to make good on his word. I rub up against him a little, not caring we’re in the middle of the street. The champagne made me a little bold.

“You said dinner and dance. That’s what I’m giving you, little fox.”

I smile up at him, getting on my tiptoes to get a kiss. He leans down, meeting me. The kiss is soft and only lasts a few seconds.

“We’re here,” he says, pulling me into a little bar.

A live band is playing, and people are already dancing even though it’s a little early.

Sean finds us a table in the corner and orders us both a drink before pulling me onto the dance floor and holding me close as a slow song fills the bar.

“I love you,” he whispers in my ear.

“I love you, too.”

He pulls me even closer, holding me tight.

“Never knew I could be this happy. Hell, this fucking lucky.”

“You did this, Sean. You made all this happen for us. You fought for us even when I fought against us.”

“Don’t say that,” he says quickly. “All of this is nothing without you. You’re the heart of it all.”

“Kiss me.”

And he does. Until the song finally ends and a faster one comes on.

“I’m going to the bathroom, baby. Stay at our table until I get back.” I nod, making my way back to our table. I’m stopped by a young man who looks to be about my age. He’s got blond hair and blue eyes and has ‘American’ written all over him. It’s easy to spot now who lives on the islands and who doesn’t.

“You have the time?” he asks, a little slur to his words.

“Yeah, sure.” I reach into my purse and pull out my phone. “Just a little after nine.”

He steps a little closer, and I try to retreat but bump up against our table.

“How about you give me your number and we meet up later? You look like a good fuck after how you were all over that guy on the dance floor.”

“My husband,” I correct.

“I don’t care what he was. I know an easy lay when I see one.”

Suddenly Sean is next to me, taking my phone from my hand. I hear the crack of the shattered phone and see the broken pieces to the floor.

“Jesus, was that thing made of crackers?” I say, looking down at the phone.

“I suggest you take a fucking step back from my wife.”

“Hey, man.” The guy steps back, throwing his hands up like he’s going to walk away. But he doesn’t. No, he does the wrong thing altogether. “I’m up for sharing, man. She got enough ass and tits for the both of us.”

I barely see Sean move as the blond guy gets a fist to the face. He falls back onto a table before rolling to the floor.

Sean turns to me and cups my face. “You okay, baby?”

He just hit someone and he’s worried about me?

“Your hand.” I’m thinking about the shattered phone and the punch. That should hurt, right? I feel like I’d cry if that was me.

He kisses my cheek. “Told you that dress would be trouble, and now you’re in trouble,” he says in my ear, pulling me from the bar after throwing some money on the table. “Sorry about your phone. I’ll get you a new one.”

I can’t wait to get home, and for Sean to show me all the trouble I’m in.

Epilogue

Sean

Six months after that…

^“
S
ean! Are you in here?”

I hear Tessa coming into our room, and I go to the closet to hide the bag.

“What are you doing?”

I turn around, wondering how the hell she got to me so fast.

“Nothing.”

Tessa rolls her eyes and stands there, crossing her arms under her big breasts. All it does is accentuate them in her bikini top, and I lick my lips.

“Focus, big guy. You’re a terrible liar. What’s in the bag?”

She goes up on her tiptoes, trying to look behind me, and I feel my face blush.

“It’s nothing.”

“Then why are you being so sneaky?” A devilish grin crosses her face, and I know what’s coming.

Suddenly, she’s jumping at me, and I have no choice but to catch her, dropping the bag of pregnancy tests behind me.

“What the—”

“I just wanted to be prepared,” I stumble. Feeling silly. “You know, whenever you’re ready.”

Tessa laughs and wraps her legs and arms tighter around me.

“It’s funny, because I don’t remember you asking at all last time. I just remember you putting a baby in me.”

My cock twitches at her words. She’s right. Things have grown stronger between us since we’ve been on the island, and I know I never have to worry about her leaving me. But I still want another baby with her. She’s an incredible mother, and seeing Marcus grow over this past year has been magical. I never thought I’d be the guy who got excited about first steps or first words until I met Tessa. I never realized how much I wanted to make a family until the first time I laid eyes on her.

I carry her over to the bed and climb on, laying her down under me.

“I’m ready, but I’ve also come to realize we have lots of time. I just thought I’d cum in you as many times as possible and then maybe steal your pee out of the toilet and keep testing it until I get you bred.”

Tessa puts her hands over her face and I hear her giggle. “There’s that crazy love of mine.”

“Is that an invitation?” I push her sundress up, revealing her naked pussy. She stopped wearing bottoms a long time ago, and it’s made life a lot easier.

“Marcus is with Sal and Marie this afternoon. I think that’s all the invitation you need.”

Growling, I move down her body and shoulder her legs apart. I put my mouth on her cunt. I know exactly how to get her off, and I don’t want to draw it out. I plan on having her at least three times before Sal comes back with Marcus, and I want to make the most of it.

Pushing two fingers inside her wet channel, I curl them up, hitting her sweet spot and making her back arch off the bed.

“Sean,” she moans, gripping my hair and grinding down on my mouth.

“That’s it, little fox,” I mumble against her wet core. “Fucking use my mouth.”

I suck her clit as she pushes against me, begging for what only I can give her. I lay my free arm across her hips, holding her down and pulling her orgasm from her.

She cums in my mouth, shouting my name and pulsing under me. Her body is like an instrument and I’ve gained mastery over it. Strumming the right strings makes the sweetest music.

I move back up her body, pushing down my loose shorts and gripping my thick cock. I rub the head through her wetness and thrust in, feeling the aftershocks of her orgasm in the contractions of her pussy.

I start fucking her hard, burying myself balls-deep. I pull her top down, letting her breasts spill out as I lean down and suck a fat nipple in my mouth. God, I miss the taste of her milk, but soon enough I’ll have it again. Thinking about it makes me harder, and I thrust roughly into her.

“Sean!” She pulls at my T-shirt, and it’s then I realize I’m still dressed. Only my cock is out, and it’s working in and out of her tight body. My shirt is the last thing on my mind.

I don’t stop moving inside her as I help Tessa remove my shirt. I’m like an animal, wanting to give her my seed make a baby.

Kissing up her neck, I bite her earlobe and lick the shell of her ear. I feel her shiver under me, and I hold her close as she tightens her legs around my waist.

“Say it, little fox.”

I hear her intake of breath as I plunge deeper, needing to be inside her body as fully as possible.

“I’m yours, Sean. Only yours.”

I feel her clench around me, and I reach between us to rub her clit. She’s already ready for another orgasm, and this time I want to cum with her.

Feeling her tighten on me again, I adjust the angle of my hips, letting her have every rigid inch of me.

“Goddamn right you are. And I’m yours, Tessa. Only yours.”

She clamps down on my cock, exploding into her orgasm. She clings to me as her hips jerk upward, tensing and contracting as she goes off.

Thrusting into her as far as I can go, I hold myself there as her clenches pull my own orgasm from me. I spill my seed into her welcoming womb.

I feel the smile on my face as I hold myself up on my elbows and bury my face in her neck. Nothing is sweeter or more satisfying than being inside my love.

Grabbing her hips, I roll us over so she’s straddling me and lying on my chest. I can feel her trying to catch her breath as I try to catch mine, both of us spent from the quick passion.

“You’re welcome, baby,” I say, kissing the top of her head.

She looks up at me and raises an eyebrow. “Welcome for what?”

“I just gave you a baby girl. It’s what you wanted, right?”

I feel her pussy pulse around me again as she starts to laugh.

I thrust into her, and her giggles turn into a moan as I lazily move in and out of her soaked cunt. “Why are you laughing, little fox? You know I’m right.”

“When it comes to you, Sean, I never doubt a thing you say. I guess only time will tell.” She pushes down on my cock, moving with me, then sits up to take all of me.

I hold her hips, rocking her back and forth on my cock, getting as deep as I can go.

“You love me, little fox?” I never get tired of hearing her say how much I mean to her, and I don’t suspect I will.

Pushing her gorgeous auburn hair out of her face, she looks down at me and smiles. “I love you, Sean.”

I sit up and kiss her neck, needing my mouth on her. “Stealing you was the best decision I ever made.”

I feel the vibrations of her laugh against my lips, and I smile, too. It sounds crazy saying it out loud, but I’ve never once regretted it. Taking Tessa and bringing her to the island and making a family has been more than I could have ever dreamed of.

She’s given me a life I don’t deserve, and I spend my days worshiping her and taking care of our son.

One day I’ll tell him the truth about what I did and how we came to be here. He deserves to know when he’s older, but not today.

No, today is for making love to my perfect goddess and creating a new life inside her. Today, like every day, is for happiness. Today I hold my angel in my arms and tell her over and over how beautiful she is and how lucky I am that she chose me.

Even if I never gave her a choice.

THE END

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