Chapter 236
236 –Against His Dick
Madeline:
His mother started to go on a tangent, yelling at him about many things and reminding him that he had a pack he should have thought about before choosing to go rogue.
“I cannot understand what made you think you were making the right decision choosing that bitch over your crown,” his mother screamed.
Her voice was so loud that I gently tapped my hand on my children’s backs to ask them to walk away.
I did not like how she spoke about me, and I knew my children would be bothered too.
“Thank you so much for congratulating me on my wedding and for respecting my wife,” Baxter responded. “By the way, I was not even going to attend your call. It was that naive girl who made me do it because she was worried you would be upset, but I guess it is time that I make decisions for myself because I know people around me p>
His voice was so stern that it shocked me. I did not understand why he took such a strong stance for me, but it surprised me.
No one had ever done that for me.
“Bye,” he said as he cut the call. Then he turned and gave me a very upsetting glare.
“Don’t ask me again to call her,” he reminded me.
I gave him a hand gesture.
“Let’s go,” he said as he carried Bodhi and Elara while I carried Gina.
By the time we reached the motel, the sky had darkened.
My arms felt heavy from carrying one of my children every few hours. I was confused how Baxter was not sore.
Once we were inside the room, I let out a deep breath because it was much warmer.
Baxter had already moved all the bags to one side and tucked the sheets neatly onto the bed for the children.
We helped the children change, and after feeding them, we put them to bed.
Once they settled, I went into the bathroom, took a shower, and then grabbed my silk pajamas from the bag and changed into them.
When I came out, Baxter was already lying on the couch p>
“I am tired,” I whispered as I placed a knee on the cushion.
He just looked at me. His back was against the couch’s backrest, and I was in the open space.
Without another word, I crawled onto the couch. I gave him my back and faced away, looking at the bed where my children were sleeping.
Baxter was shirtless that night and I noticed that he did not wrap his arm around me.
I guessed it was because last night he thought I did not want much contact between our bodies.
Tonight I felt different. I was in a lot of pain. By pain, I meant the pain of arousal around him, and I wondered if
he felt the same.
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For him it would be worse because I remembered he would feel it through his whole body.
We stayed silent. I noticed that he kept very still.
The silence felt heavy between us before he finally moved.
It was only a small shift as he adjusted himself, and our bodies touched. I closed my eyes.
I was on the very edge of the couch, and I pulled back slowly until our bodies touched again.
He was a large man, and the couch being wide helped us fit on it.
The lower parts of our bodies touched. My hips pressed against something hard and I gasped. I heard him gulp behind me.
After a few more seconds of silence, I noticed he drew closer because I could feel his breath on my neck.
His hand reached toward my stomach and I did not stop him.
“I hope you don’t mind,” he whispered into my ear. His lips touched my cheek and I stayed quiet.
His other hand tried to move under my body and I lifted myself a little.
“I think you are asleep,” I whispered. “People move around in their sleep.
I said the words and closed my eyes, trying to tell him that we did not need to talk about it.
“And I move way too much,” he whispered into my ear and at that time I realized he was as horny for me as I was at that moment.
But it was enough for
m to know that I was giving him consent, and he seemed to take it instantly.
The next moment, his hand moved under my body and reached over to grab my breast through my silk shirt.
My eyes widened in surprise, but I bit my bottom lip in anticipation.
He began to massage my breast, his touch was aggressive, while his other hand slipped down into my silk pajama bottoms.
He was not gentle as he tucked his hand between my legs, his lips trailing kisses along my cheek and ear, sending shivers down my spine.
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