Bastard’s Baby(50)

“Vince,” she gasped.

“That was fucking good,” I whispered in her ear, and she laughed.

“Yeah, it was. Oh shit.”

Across the room, Alexei started to cry.

“Guess we woke him up after all,” I said, grinning.

“Your fault,” she said. “I was being quiet.”

“No, you weren’t.” I stepped back and away from her, sliding myself out of her pussy. “You were moaning like you couldn’t think.”

“I couldn’t think, that’s true,” she said, laughing. She pulled her shorts on quickly and then walked over to Alexei, picking him up and rocking him.

I pulled off the condom and tossed it in the trash and then got dressed.

That girl was too fucking much. I couldn’t even stop myself from fucking her right there in the living room, maybe fifteen feet away from our baby.

My baby, my baby’s mother. I watched her talk softly to Alexei, her face flushed, her hair messy, and she looked so fucking beautiful. It was strange, the feeling in my chest. I’d never felt that way about a woman before, never wanted to just watch her with a smile on my face before.

And yet as she rocked Alexei, that was all I wanted, just to sit there and watch the two of them.

It was fucking strange as hell.

I shook my head. “I’ll leave you to it,” I said.

She nodded. “Yeah, sure.”

“I have some work to do. I’ll come back later.”

“Okay.”

I gave her a look and then walked over and kissed Alexei on the head.

I couldn’t read her face as I turned and left the room.

I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, kissing babies. It wasn’t me, wasn’t like me at all, and yet there I was wanting nothing more than to kiss that fucking baby and then fuck his mother until she couldn’t stand.

The whole thing was insane. I needed to get my head right for this war, not obsess about some baby.

Yet as I headed back to my office, I couldn’t help but think about Kaley’s sweet pussy wrapped around my hard dick.





25





Kaley





Vince didn’t come back at all that day.

I hadn’t really expected him to. He’d left pretty fast after we were finished fucking, and if I didn’t know any better, I’d think he’d been trying to get away from me.

But it didn’t matter either way. I was trying not to care about any of that, about what Vince was or was not thinking. The only thing I needed was for Alexei to be safe, and beyond that I couldn’t let myself worry.

The next morning, I got my usual breakfast. Sonya came by early and picked up Alexei, saying that I needed a break. I suspected that someone in the family had sent her, though she never admitted to that.

So while I hated that someone was taking Alexei, I knew he was in goods hands with Sonya. The Italians were mobsters, not monsters; they wouldn’t hurt a little baby. I let myself relax in the quiet of the morning, sipping a single cup of coffee and eating breakfast.

It was a simple luxury I knew not many single mothers got. So few of us got the chance to sit down and enjoy a quiet meal, and I tried my best to really feel present and to enjoy it. Being a mother was a full-time job, and so many mothers had to work another job on top of that.

Which was exactly why I was trying not to think about Vince or about the war. I didn’t want to waste my very rare quiet time on worries that wouldn’t help anything or anyone.

Of course, I couldn’t really help it.

My mind kept roaming back to Vince. I kept thinking about what had happened yesterday. I didn’t know what had come over me, why I’d suddenly felt the need to jump him like that. It was a combination of his normal, handsome, cocky nature and the fact that he had taken care of Alexei.

There was just something so incredibly sexy about that. He’d somehow gotten Alexei to take a nap, and although it was pretty short-lived, it drove me wild imagining him taking care of Alexei. I knew Vince wasn’t the father type, but it gave me hope that maybe he would try to be in Alexei’s life anyway.

Just as soon as I let myself indulge in thinking about Vince and his strong arms, someone knocked at the door.

I felt a thrill run down my spine. Maybe it was Vince, coming back for more. Maybe he had Sonya take Alexei just so he could make me moan as loudly as he wanted.

“Come in,” I called out.

The door opened, and Louisa stepped in.

I glanced down at the ground to compose myself. I didn’t want her to see the disappointment.

If she did or not, she didn’t say anything about it.

“Come with me,” she said.

“Uh, hi, Louisa,” I said.

“Hi. Come with me.”

Lou was wearing an oversized T-shirt and tapered sweatpants. She looked like she hadn’t slept in a day or two. She was totally stunning.