that was sitting next to her bed and sifted through the contents and then continued to hunt. I had no earthly idea what the hell she was doing but she looked fucking hot on all fours. I wanted to settle myself on the floor and slide my cock into her tight heat. Thoughts of her bucking that ass against my cock, her mouth slightly parted with uneven breaths flowing from her lungs had my dick at attention.
“Where did you put them?” She scurried around on the floor some more. It was like she was on a mission to find something but I didn’t know what the hell she was looking for. I was fucking clueless.
“Where did I put what? You need to communicate with me here, Abbee.” Did she lose an earring or something? I would help her out if I knew what I needed to look for.
“For all that is holy the name is BEE!!!! And where did you put the damn condom wrappers?”
I scratched my head and then ran a hand through my mussed hair.
“What condom wrappers?” I asked, a bit puzzled.
Chapter Four
Abbee
“What the hell do you mean ‘what condom wrapper’?” He couldn’t have been that drunk last night that he didn’t remember suiting up his cock. And boy was it fine. Full girth and long, it was delicious and the thought of it made my mouth water a little bit. My thoughts trailed back to last night and him pushing his way inside of me. The look on his face was one that I couldn’t decipher. It was obvious that I had meant something more to him. More than just an easy lay. After the sex, he went to the bathroom and came back and cleaned me up. But his eyes never wavered; they held mine. He was so expressive and I wanted to take those moments and bottle them up so I could keep them for a lifetime. What the hell? I was losing focus here. I continued to hunt around the floor for the evidence. He wasn’t on the other side of the bed but I made my way over there anyway looking everywhere I could. My eyes did a full scan of the room from top to bottom but I came up empty.
“Justice, so help me God, are you playing games with me? Because let me tell you.” I stood up “I’m not in the mood.” I gave him a cross look and he just stared at me with a slight smirk on his face and a look that I couldn’t quite decipher. It was like he got his hand caught in the cookie jar when he thought his mom wasn’t looking.
“Well.” He ran a hand over his face, washing away the smirk that was there, leaving him looking rather serious at the moment. I just stared at him for answers.
“Well what? You are really starting to piss me off. If you would just tell me where you put them then we could be finished with this charade.” I needed a hot shower and I was starving. I could smell the cooking from downstairs and it smelled delicious.
“I’m gonna give it to you straight. I didn’t use a condom. Not once, not twice.” He just looked at me and then one side of his mouth lifted.
“Seriously? Are you fucking serious, Justice?” How could I have been so clueless to not realize he wasn’t sheathed last night? I should have known but I was so caught up in the moment and at the time Reeve was distracting me with his tongue doing all sorts of naughty things to my body. What had I done? Then it hit me. “No. No. No. This can’t be happening. You could have knocked me up, damn you.” I walked over to him and started beating my hands on his chest. He just stood there rock solid, not wavering and taking my small but mighty hits. “How could you? Don’t answer that. I know how you could.”
“Baby, calm down. We’ll work through this. What’s the worst that could happen? You could have my baby. I fucking love kids.” His smirk grew wider and the skin around his eyes slightly wrinkled.
“I don’t want a kid right now. In case you have missed the entire conversation, I have a boyfriend and you are not him.” Fuck, how was I ever going to explain this? If I were knocked up.
Shit.
Shit.
Shit.
“I asked you if you were on