“Good. Swearing is naughty, and I don’t want to hear
you say it.” She tweaked his nose and finished putting his night clothes on.
Picking Miles up, she watched as Tiny finished
dressing their daughter. Glancing at the clock she saw it was six-thirty.
Tiny took Miles off her, holding both of their
children in either arm. “Go and have a bath. I’ll take care of them. Relax.
Devil said he’d be here around at seven. Knowing him I’d expect him to be
late.” He kissed her cheek.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m sure. I’ve got the kids. Go, relax, and get
ready for dinner.”
Stepping out of the room, she watched him go
downstairs. Moving toward their bedroom, she quickly looked through the
wardrobe and picked out a pair of jeans with a red button shirt. She left them
on the bed then headed into the bathroom. Stripping down, she turned the tap
on. Rubbing at her face, she removed her jewelry and climbed into the tub.
Resting her head back against the tub, she closed her
eyes.
Seconds passed, and the door to the bathroom opened.
“Hey,” Tiny said.
Jerking up, she looked around for a towel.
“No, don’t worry, the kids are fine.”
“Why aren’t you with them?” she asked.
“There’s always a good reason to have a couple of
prospects lurking around. They’re happy to take care of kids while their
President comes and sits with his wife.”
She leaned back in the tub and stared at him. “There’s
a prospect in my house?”
“Yeah, Baker is keeping an eye on the kids. I told him
I didn’t want to be disturbed.” He moved to the side of the bathtub, kneeling
as he rested his chin on his hands. “We need to talk.”
“If this has anything to do with me leaving or
something like that then you can forget about it. I’m not leaving,
Tiny
.”
“This isn’t about you leaving or moving away from us.”
He swirled the tips of his fingers in the water.
“What’s going on?” she asked.
His fingers went to her knee. She watched as he glided
his hand up the inside of her thigh then caressed back down to her knee. The
small touch had heat swamping her pussy. No matter how angry she got with Tiny,
he always had the ability to turn her on.
“You’ve been talking a lot about kids.”
She tensed up. “And at every turn you’ve been telling
me no. You don’t want anymore more kids because you feel you’re too old or
you’ve been telling me we’ll talk about it later.”
“I didn’t think about you when I said that. I was thinking
about myself.”
“Tiny, what’s going on?”
“Lexie’s pregnant again. She’s expecting their third
child together. You’ve been through a lot for me and for the club. I don’t let
you work as you don’t need to, but I didn’t think how you would feel about
staying home all day.” He stopped talking and delved into the water to grab her
hand. Tiny pulled her hand to his lips, kissing her knuckles. “What I’m asking
now is what do you want? If you want more kids then I’ll give you more. I want
you, Eva, nothing else and no one else.”
He kissed her hand, staring at her.
“I want another kid. You’re not too old,
Tiny
. I do want more children.”
“I wasted eight years with you,” he said.
The chemistry had always been there between them.
They’d never acted on it. She was Tate’s nanny while he’d been her boss. He
slept with everything that walked but wouldn’t let her go out on dates. Both of
them had come a long way. She had gone back to Ned, and
Tiny’s
life had been in danger before either of them changed.
“Don’t. There’s no point in you regretting what
happened in the past. We didn’t lose those eight years. We were still together
in some way.”
“It doesn’t feel that way,” he said. “I missed eight
years of getting to fuck you.”
She laughed. “You’re insane,
Tiny
.
We’re making up for missed time now. Stop being a baby.”
Eva stopped laughing as he released her hand and
placed his palm between her thighs. He slid a finger through her slit to sink
into her cunt.
“I’m not being a baby. We’re going to make a baby.”
In and out he went, sinking his finger in deep. He
pressed his thumb to her clit and moved from side to side, caressing over her
nub slightly.
She gasped, closing her eyes.
“No, I don’t want you to close your eyes. Keep your
eyes open. I want to see you come apart.”
A second finger slid inside her as he continued to
stroke her clit.
Licking her lips, she gripped the edge of the tub as
he worked her up to
a frenzy
.
“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you scream.”
Over and over, he caressed over her nub, drawing out
the pleasure.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said.
“Tiny?”
“Not now, baby. I want to watch and feel you come all
over my fingers and then I’m taking you out of the tub and we’re going to
fuck.”
He was relentless with touching her pussy. His fingers
filled her as his thumb attacked her clit. She always loved to be full when she
came. Her orgasm lasted a lot longer when she came around
Tiny’s
cock or fingers.
“You’re so close, baby. I can see it. I’m going to
fill you with
my cum
, and we’re going to make a baby
together.
You and me.”
His wicked words thrust her over the edge into
pleasure. Crying out, she gripped his wrist, trying to keep him steady and also
move away from him. The pleasure combined making it hard for her to focus on
anything else but him.
“Please,” she said.
Tiny continued to stroke her, refusing to back away
until she crashed into a second orgasm. Screaming and crying out the pleasure,
she jerked in the water.
When her second orgasm was over, Tiny helped her out
of the bath. He handed her a towel as he stripped naked, revealing his
beautiful inked body. In quick moves he had her bent over the bathtub. He
kicked open her ankles, spreading her thighs wide.
She felt him probing her pussy. In one quick thrust,
he slammed deep inside her, taking her by surprise. Crying out, she gripped
hold of the tub.
“Fuck, I love your fucking pussy.” He pulled out of
her only to slam back inside. “I’m going to give you another fucking baby, Eva.
You’re mine, and I’ll give you everything you want and need.”
He slammed inside her, over and over again.
Whimpering, she thrust back against him, needing him
to go as deep as he could. Closing her eyes, she bit into her lip to try to
stop the moans from being heard. She didn’t want to walk downstairs and see the
latest prospect smirking at her.
Tiny gripped her hips, tightening his hold on her.
“Fuck, I’m not going to last.”
Within seconds, Tiny grunted, and she felt his release
fill her pussy. His cock jerked, swamping her with his cum.
Their breathing was the only sound to be heard in the
room.
“That was perfect, baby. You’re perfect.” He ran his
hands up and down her body, stroking her nipples then going down to cup her
pussy.
“We’ve got to move. Dinner is cooking,” she said,
pushing some hair off her face.
“I don’t care about dinner. I’m not moving for a few
minutes.”
“Why?”
“We want to get pregnant, and I’m making sure there’s
no chance of this not working.”
She chuckled. “We can keep having sex, Tiny. I want
kids, but there’s no need to make it a chore. It’s supposed to be fun.” She
glanced at him over her shoulder.
“I’m inside you. It will always be fun.”
Dropping her head to her hands, she blew out a breath.
“We’ve got guests.”
“I don’t mind keeping them waiting.”
“I do. You need to wash as well.” She didn’t want it
to end but knew their time had to. At least he was willing to let her have a
baby now.
“Fine.”
He pulled out of her, and Eva lowered herself into the water to finish
washing.
Tiny sat on the toilet watching her.
“What’s the matter?” she asked.
“I’m going to give Lash and Angel the club once all of
this is over.”
She glanced at him as she rubbed shampoo into her
hair. “Are you sure? You didn’t seem that certain the other day.”
“I’m certain now. Lash and Angel are perfect to take
over the club.”
“I trust your judgment.”
Eva finished washing and climbed out of the bath. Tiny
held a towel out to her, and she stepped into it.
He wrapped the towel around her, kissing her lips.
“I’m going to wash, and then I’ll be down to help
you.”
“Okay.”
Tiny kissed her lips again.
Pulling out of his arms, she walked around him to go
into the other room. She quickly dried her body, wrapping her head in another
towel as she got dressed. Once she was dressed, she dried her hair and pinned
it up on top of her head to keep it out of the way. She didn’t bother with
makeup, toed on some flip flops and walked downstairs. Glancing in the sitting
room, she saw Baker was playing with the kids and nothing was going wrong. She
was surprised.
“Do you want a drink?” she asked.
Baker looked up at her. He had a nice set of blue
eyes.
“I’ll take a coffee, thanks.”
Nodding, she waited to see if he’d make a comment
about the noise. He didn’t and went back to playing with the kids. Shrugging,
she entered the kitchen and turned the potatoes off to see they were ready to
be mashed. She always left them on low so she had enough time to get ready.
Setting the kettle on to boil, she glanced at the
clock to see that Devil and Lexie were in fact late. Tiny knew his friends well,
and she was pleased she hadn’t rushed through dinner but left it on the lowest
heat.
Opening the window, she started to make a drink for
Baker. When it was done, she quickly checked on the meat then made her way back
into the sitting room. Baker was sitting on the sofa while Miles and Tabitha
stared at the cartoon channel.
“You’ve got no chance of getting their attention,” she
said, handing him the cup.
“Thank you.”
“You can call me Eva.” She offered him a smile and
took a seat on the arm of the sofa.
“Thank you, Eva.”
Her two children didn’t even turn to look at them.
“Thank you for taking care of them.” Heat filled her
cheeks even though she willed herself not to get embarrassed.
“Don’t worry about it. I like looking after kids.” His
face darkened as he looked into his cup.
“Do you mind me asking why you joined the club?” she
asked.
“I’ve got nowhere else to go. I sold the bakery up,
and nothing else has my loyalty. I heard good things about The Skulls, and I
want to be part of something bigger than what I am. I know it’s what my wife
would have wanted, for me to find some focus, some direction in my life.”
She rested her hand on her thigh, thinking about what
he said. It was a good answer, but her curiosity got the better of her.
“What happened to your wife?”
“She was hit head on by a drunk driver.” He stopped,
and she watched as he gritted his teeth. “She was coming to the bakery to visit
me. It was late, and I was just closing up. The truck didn’t even see her
walking in the road he was that far gone. He hit her, and she died instantly.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“Yeah, the bastard is in prison serving time. I sold
the bakery and moved away. She was coming to tell me that she was pregnant with
our first kid.” He looked at Miles and Tabitha. “I love kids. I don’t mind
babysitting for you whenever you need it.”
She smiled. Reaching out, she placed a hand on his
shoulder. “I’m so sorry you went through something so awful. I hope The Skulls
offer you what you need.”
Gash was back, and now they had three prospects to
nurture. Tiny would put them through hell, but he’d also test them to make sure
they were making the right decision. The doorbell rang, and she left him to
watch her kids. Lexie stood with Devil, and between them they had their three
kids.
“I’m a big boy. I don’t need carrying,” Simon said.
“I know, son,” Devil said.
Chuckling, she took Simon’s hand and led him through
to the sitting room. “Baker will keep an eye on you.”
Simon went to Tabitha’s side and poked her in the arm.
“Hey.”
Before Eva could stop her, Tabitha punched Simon in
the face. Instead of the boy crying, he chuckled and sat beside her.
Kids were certainly strange.
“I’m sorry about that,” Lexie said.