Becca.
“I think this hall would be wonderful,” I said to Jas, giving a happy smile. At the mont, we were going over wedding plans. We were rounding even more things out, which was beyond exciting. Everyone was adjusting to the move well, too.
I’d jumped at the suggestion of a smaller compound. I didn’t mind the downgrade in size. What was more important was that fewer eyes would be on us. We’d have another baby soon, and less stress would be wonderful. I could settle down as a mother.
Still, Jas was acting a tad distant, causing to tilt my head. “What do you think?” I asked, causing him to snap his attention to . He furrowed his brow, no doubt embarrassed, and gave a sheepish grin. He scanned the page on my screen.
I turned to study him for a mont, asking softly, “Is everything okay?” As stressed as I was about him being the Don, I learned to work with him as opposed to getting so angry. That never helped the situation, after all. Took a while, but better late than never.
“Yes,” Jas said, letting out a sigh. “I’m just tired. Work things, and all. I’ll be fine,” he said. I nodded, wondering if he could use so seducing. Was he too tired for fun? I didn’t want to pester him if he was. When we finished going over these plans, I would give him a hint.
Jas refocused and looked at the hall, giving it his full attention and smiling broadly. “This looks perfect, yes. You wanted a fairy tale the?” he asked, causing to chuckle and give a shrug.
“Well, the kids will be there, but also, it fits with the pink horses and unicorns thing.” I blushed a bit, thinking back to how he proposed to . It was cute and kiddish, but it worked for , and made happy. That was what mattered. “I wanted things to be lighthearted.”
He nodded, giving a wink. “We’ll get so pink and white balloons, then. My suit won’t need to be pink, right?” he asked, crinkling his nose. I laughed at him, turning my head to give him a kiss on the cheek and shaking my head.
“No. Unless you get angry enough. There won’t be shouting, just the demand of a pink suit. Try not to step on my toes while going to the kitchen, in that case,” I said, my tone a light-hearted and joking one. Jas chuckled along with .
“As you wish, your majesty,” he said. He turned to give a full, deep kiss on the lips, sothing I gladly accepted. A feeling of bliss washed over at how tender he was. Things really had been changing for the better, and I couldn’t be happier.
We went over a few other plans, such as the guests we would invite. Jas’s family would be there, including Giovani, who he said helped him with many things. Including planning out that proposal! How clever.
I was happy for Jas and trusted him with all my heart now. Problems had kept coming up for us, but as he promised, they were always taken care of. That lingering incident with Allison hung on my mind a bit, but I thought about it less now that we’d moved to this smaller compound.
Security seed to relax a bit more too. Not in terms of attentiveness, but just general deanor. I thought we all felt that this place was safer. No more Cartwrights sending people and trying to hurt my family. At least, I hoped so.
Anyway, when we finished going over a few more important items, I turned my head to study Jas. I asked, “Are you feeling well enough to take to bed? You look like you need it with how stressed you are.” My tone was sultry.
Jas blinked, a hungry grin spreading across his face. In no ti, I was swept up into his arms, though more gently than usual since I was carrying a child. I let out a joyous laugh as he placed on the bed, giving a wink.
“I do need it, thank you, Becca. I want to hear you moaning for ,” he said, his voice dripping with wanting. He took no ti to remove my clothing, but slowed then, wanting to give a proper buildup first. I shuddered as he began planting kisses on my belly and torso.
His fingers began to brush against the most sensitive areas on my skin. I closed my eyes, getting lost in the sensation as he traced along my body. Eventually, he made his way to the sensitive flesh between my thighs. I let out a gasp as he slipped a finger in.
He inserted another, then a third, causing to arch my back and let out a moan. I wanted more. The rich feeling of pleasure rushed through my body, and intensified, as Jas began to rub at my cl*t. Fluid began to spill from , encouraging Jas further.
“That’s it, baby,” he said softly, climbing on top of while he continued those actions. He leaned down and gave a deep kiss, intensifying the movents of his hand and causing to moan into the kiss. He gave a low grunt, and I could tell he was aroused now too.
He removed his fingers and ground against , taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. I let out a gasp, squirming beneath him, wanting him to take as soon as possible.
Jas was focused on keeping the buildup going so that I would have a sweeter release, though. Much to my dismay. I wanted him now!
He let go of my nipple, only to give attention to the other. The way he swirled it with his tongue had more groans and moans spilling from . Finally, I had to say, “Jas, f*ck . I need it. Please.” He enjoyed it when I begged him, that much I could tell.
He began to grind even harder, reaching down to undo his pants. His c*ck sprang out, throbbing and ready to fill completely. I bit my lip, wanting him to do so now, and wiggled my hips for emphasis. Finally, he gave what I wanted.
Jas impaled with his c*ck, causing to cry out with wanting. I encouraged him to go harder, wrapping my arms around his torso and moving my hips with his thrusts. Pleasure coursed through as the buildup to my release intensified.
He leaned to whisper into my ear, “Like that, baby? You’re doing so good, taking like this. I’ll go harder if you want. Do you want to go harder?” His voice was sultry and deep, causing to let out a moan and squirm.
“Yes,” I whispered. “Harder, Jas. Please, harder.” He gave exactly what I wanted, going rougher as he slamd into . My breasts jiggled as he took with more intensity. The grunts and groans pouring from his lips caused to gasp out with delight.
The feeling of his body pressing down was addictive, and I was caught in the bliss of everything. I closed my eyes as Jas reached down and rubbed my cl*t while he pounded into , forcing even more fluid to spill from , and my moans to grow louder and more desperate
Monts later, my muscles clenched, and I let out a loud cry. I exploded around Jas, giving into my pleasure and letting a release wash over . I felt him orgasm at the sa ti. A loud grunt spilled from his lips, one that sent shivers through .
The Italian Stallion laid on top of for a mont before moving his face to mine, locking into a deep, tender kiss. I wrapped my arms around him, too tired for another round. The baby took a lot out of , after all!
I could tell exhaustion radiated from him as well. “Thank you, Becca,” he whispered into my ear after breaking the kiss. I let out a happy hum as he rolled off and pulled the blankets up to cover . He went to the bathroom to take care of things before returning to take into his arms.
My eyes closed as afterglow cocooned . For a few hours, I fell asleep with Jas, able to take a long nap following sex. I felt so comfortable and warm, so happy in his arms. Eventually, I woke up before him, confirming his ‘I’m tired’ response. At least sowhat.
I knew there was sothing more, but I didn’t plan on pressuring him to tell . Rather, I got up to go visit the kids and see how they were. I entered the nursery, which was now set up properly, thankfully not sothing that had taken too long.
“Hi, Becca,” Madeline said warmly. “How did the wedding planning go?” I blushed at that question and cleared my throat, taking a seat and watching the kids play. We at least got sothing done before sex!
“It went well,” I said. “Jas was tired after we spoke for a bit, so we took a nap. I got up before him, wanted to visit the kids.” I smiled as Dahlia crawled over to , making grabby hands and showing she wanted to be picked up.
I swept her into my arms and snuggled her close, placing a raspberry on her cheek and causing her to giggle like mad. Her happiness made my heart sing, and I found myself beyond thrilled at how much she was growing.
“They’ve been wonderful!” Madeline said, looking toward my tummy curiously. “How have you been feeling lately? All is well per the doctor’s observation, I hope?” she asked, ever thoughtful and concerned about my well-being and the developing baby’s.
I smiled and nodded. “Yes, everything’s wonderful. No complications, which is such a relief. Don’t need the added stress. Sophia is planning a baby shower, and we need to set up a new room for the baby. We have a few free ones in this compound, after all. One next to the nursery.”
“Oh, I know the room you’re talking about. It’d be perfect!” Madeline exclaid. Her smile widened, and she said, “If you need to help you set it up, I definitely can. In fact, I would be honored.”
Dahlia giggled and squird in my arms, indicating she wanted to be let down. I smiled and put her on the ground, watching as she crawled off to go play with so toys. Then, I refocused on Madeline and nodded.
“That would be lovely. Thanks so much, Madeline. I really appreciate all you do for us,” I said, trying not to tear up or beco overemotional. Lately, I’d been so happy, and despite the lingering sadness from the incident, my joy took center stage.
After chatting with Madeline about the baby shower for a while, I started playing with the kids for a few hours while she went out for errands. Things were finally looking up.
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