I was giving her short, teasing thrusts that made her gasp for air until she began to come. I released with her.

“Oh my God! I love you, baby.” She could barely catch her breath.

“I love you too. I hope we didn’t fuck up.”

We lay there in a cozy embrace as she drifted off to sleep. I couldn’t help but to think about Mari’s phone call. That bitch was a problem that needed to be erased.

Chapter Nineteen

KAYLIN

“Are you sure?” I was sitting at my desk at my office in Game Over Records. Angel pulled out the pregnancy stick and flashed it before me like a magic wand. It read positive.

“Yes, babe. You’re going to be a daddy—again!”

I jumped out my chair, grabbed Angel, lifted her in the air and kissed her. I think I was more excited than when she was pregnant with Jahara. I’d never forget how Angel almost lost her life by clinging to me when I was kidnapped. She refused to let the hitmen take me without her, although I tried to stop her. We almost got buried alive. This baby was conceived out of a deeper love than when we first were married and I hoped it was a boy.

“Red, let’s go out tonight and celebrate. We’ll go to a nice restaurant and have a candle-lit dinner.”

“No, baby. Let’s celebrate at home. Let me create the mood. I don’t want to go out.” Angel was glowing.

I answered with a kiss as I scooped her up and laid her onto the sofa. I ran my hands along her thighs, pushing her skirt up to her hips, to get an up close and personal view of the pussy print that was all mines. I nibbled up her thighs until my nose touched the moistened silk of her panties as I inhaled her scent. My favorite scent.

“Mmmmmmmm,” Angel moaned, cocking her leg up over the couch. “I think dinner’s already ready.”

I didn’t hesitate to feast. I slid her panties off, tossed them, and went to sucking her clit and fingering her at the same time. Her body trembled as she grabbed the back of my head and went to grinding her pussy into my face.

“You taste good, baby.” I darted my tongue in and out of her, causing her to become wetter and wetter.

She gasped as she rocked her hips and kept moaning my name. I was loving this.

“Baby, I’m com–” she tried to say, but the explosion inside of her took her breath away. Then it was like she couldn’t stop coming.