you be a little more excited?"
"I'm
sorry. Of course I'm excited for the two
of you. You are the perfect couple and
I've always been your biggest fan. It
will make me so happy to share your day with you. I don’t mean to sound like I'm not excited; I'm
just really tired."
"Is my
brother there?"
"Yeah,
just a sec." Talon takes the
phone off of speaker to talk to Taron .
"You
taking care of your girl? ‘ Cause she sounds off."
"Yeah,
okay, just making sure. Hey... I
need a bachelor party this Friday. Ev and I are doin ’ this on
Saturday. Of course I need you there with me when we do this." Wait a
second. I can't help but raise a
curious brow to the kind of trouble a bachelor party thrown by Taron will bring.
"Oh, and Ivy
needs to be in on it because we're going to make it a bachelorette party
as......." He’s obviously
interrupted by Taron complaining.
"We'll do
that for yours if you ever man the fuck up. I want everyone in on it together. Make it happen, Taron ." Talon's face lights up with amusement as I'm
sure Taron is still protesting.
"Oh, and we
need to have a session. Get Luke and
Lilly scheduled and let me know when it is. I need to beat the shit out of those drums soon." His conversation ends and he smiles at me. He's pretty proud of himself.
"Is that you
planning our wedding?"
"That’s me
letting the people that mean the most to us be a part of our big day. Get
dressed. I’m taking you shopping."
"Oh
really? What are we shopping
for?"
"You need
something to wear on your big day." He pulls me into his arms and his hands begin to roam just like they
always do. How do we ever get anything
done when neither one of us can keep our hands to ourselves?
"Nice
try. You can't see me in my dress before
the wedding."
He leans down to
pull my attention to his eyes. "Who
says we're going dress shopping? I'm
thinking of what you're going to wear under that dress."
"Who says I'm
going to wear anything under the dress? So you're worried about how sexy my lingerie will be?"
"I'm not
worried, just curious. Now, let's go
shopping." He ends the statement
with a swat to my ass.
"I'm not
going anywhere without a shower."
"I can help
you with that, too!"
"I fully
expect you to."
Chapter Two
Ivy
This has been the
longest six months of my life. Fighting
in court to make sure Dylan pays for everything he’s done has been exhausting. The nightmares have been the worst. Taron has been
there every night, kissing and caressing me through the emotions of reliving
those awful moments with Dylan.
I just keep
thinking about how much worse things could be right now if I hadn’t stopped Taron from beating Dylan to death. I run my open hand over my stomach and wait
for her to kick again.
Dylan had tortured
me so badly by stalking and attempting to rape me, that Taron was fucking done. When Taron finally got his hands on Dylan, he wouldn't
stop. His fist just kept bashing and
smashing Dylan's face. My screams begin
to ring through my ears.
"STOP! I'M PREGNANT! YOU'RE GOING TO BE A FATHER! Please stop! Please, please, please. You're going to be a daddy. Please stop for our baby." His rage terrified me and there is no doubt in my mind those were the
only words that would've stopped him.
" Mmmmm . Bring
me those gorgeous tits, babe." Taron is completely insatiable now that I have pregnancy
boobs. I've always had decent-sized
girls, but shit if everything isn't swelling up. My sex drive is out of control. It was bad enough with Taron before the pregnancy, but now I just
can't seem to stay satisfied. I climb over
to straddle his naked hips and my short, silky robe falls open as I begin to
move.
His hands surround
my tender breasts, spreading the robe until it's falling off my shoulders.
"Damn, you
get better every fucking day!" His hands
move to my huge belly and
"I'm
sorry. Of course I'm excited for the two
of you. You are the perfect couple and
I've always been your biggest fan. It
will make me so happy to share your day with you. I don’t mean to sound like I'm not excited; I'm
just really tired."
"Is my
brother there?"
"Yeah,
just a sec." Talon takes the
phone off of speaker to talk to Taron .
"You
taking care of your girl? ‘ Cause she sounds off."
"Yeah,
okay, just making sure. Hey... I
need a bachelor party this Friday. Ev and I are doin ’ this on
Saturday. Of course I need you there with me when we do this." Wait a
second. I can't help but raise a
curious brow to the kind of trouble a bachelor party thrown by Taron will bring.
"Oh, and Ivy
needs to be in on it because we're going to make it a bachelorette party
as......." He’s obviously
interrupted by Taron complaining.
"We'll do
that for yours if you ever man the fuck up. I want everyone in on it together. Make it happen, Taron ." Talon's face lights up with amusement as I'm
sure Taron is still protesting.
"Oh, and we
need to have a session. Get Luke and
Lilly scheduled and let me know when it is. I need to beat the shit out of those drums soon." His conversation ends and he smiles at me. He's pretty proud of himself.
"Is that you
planning our wedding?"
"That’s me
letting the people that mean the most to us be a part of our big day. Get
dressed. I’m taking you shopping."
"Oh
really? What are we shopping
for?"
"You need
something to wear on your big day." He pulls me into his arms and his hands begin to roam just like they
always do. How do we ever get anything
done when neither one of us can keep our hands to ourselves?
"Nice
try. You can't see me in my dress before
the wedding."
He leans down to
pull my attention to his eyes. "Who
says we're going dress shopping? I'm
thinking of what you're going to wear under that dress."
"Who says I'm
going to wear anything under the dress? So you're worried about how sexy my lingerie will be?"
"I'm not
worried, just curious. Now, let's go
shopping." He ends the statement
with a swat to my ass.
"I'm not
going anywhere without a shower."
"I can help
you with that, too!"
"I fully
expect you to."
Chapter Two
Ivy
This has been the
longest six months of my life. Fighting
in court to make sure Dylan pays for everything he’s done has been exhausting. The nightmares have been the worst. Taron has been
there every night, kissing and caressing me through the emotions of reliving
those awful moments with Dylan.
I just keep
thinking about how much worse things could be right now if I hadn’t stopped Taron from beating Dylan to death. I run my open hand over my stomach and wait
for her to kick again.
Dylan had tortured
me so badly by stalking and attempting to rape me, that Taron was fucking done. When Taron finally got his hands on Dylan, he wouldn't
stop. His fist just kept bashing and
smashing Dylan's face. My screams begin
to ring through my ears.
"STOP! I'M PREGNANT! YOU'RE GOING TO BE A FATHER! Please stop! Please, please, please. You're going to be a daddy. Please stop for our baby." His rage terrified me and there is no doubt in my mind those were the
only words that would've stopped him.
" Mmmmm . Bring
me those gorgeous tits, babe." Taron is completely insatiable now that I have pregnancy
boobs. I've always had decent-sized
girls, but shit if everything isn't swelling up. My sex drive is out of control. It was bad enough with Taron before the pregnancy, but now I just
can't seem to stay satisfied. I climb over
to straddle his naked hips and my short, silky robe falls open as I begin to
move.
His hands surround
my tender breasts, spreading the robe until it's falling off my shoulders.
"Damn, you
get better every fucking day!" His hands
move to my huge belly and
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