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“Yes,” I whispered. “Harder, James. Please, harder.” He gave me exactly what I wanted, going rougher as he slammed into me. My breasts jiggled as he took me with more intensity. The grunts and groans pouring from his lips caused me to gasp out with delight.
The feeling of his body pressing me down was addictive, and I was caught in the bliss of everything. I closed my eyes as James reached down and rubbed my cl*t while he pounded into me, forcing even more fluid to spill from me, and my moans to grow louder and more desperate
Moments later, my muscles clenched, and I let out a loud cry. I exploded around James, giving into my pleasure and letting a release wash over me. I felt him orgasm at the same time. A loud grunt spilled from his lips, one that sent shivers through me.
The Italian Stallion laid on top of me for a moment before moving his face to mine, locking me into a deep, tender kiss. I wrapped my arms around him, too tired for another round. The baby took a lot out of me, after all!
I could tell exhaustion radiated from him as well. “Thank you, Becca,” he whispered into my ear after breaking the kiss. I let out a happy hum as he rolled off and pulled the blankets up to cover me. He went to the bathroom to take care of things before returning to take me into his arms.
My eyes closed as afterglow cocooned me. For a few hours, I fell asleep with James, able to take a long nap following sex. I felt so comfortable and warm, so happy in his arms. Eventually, I woke up before him, confirming his ‘I’m tired’ response. At least somewhat.
I knew there was something more, but I didn’t plan on pressuring him to tell me. Rather, I got up to go visit the kids and see how they were. I entered the nursery, which was now set up properly, thankfully not something that had taken too long.
“Hi, Becca,” Madeline said warmly. “How did the wedding planning go?” I blushed at that question and cleared my throat, taking a seat and watching the kids play. We at least got something done before sex!
“It went well,” I said. “James was tired after we spoke for a bit, so we took a nap. I got up before him, wanted to visit the kids.” I smiled as Dahlia crawled over to me, making grabby hands and showing she wanted to be picked up.
I swept her into my arms and snuggled her close, placing a raspberry on her cheek and causing her to giggle like mad. Her happiness made my heart sing, and I found myself beyond thrilled at how much she was growing.
“They’ve been wonderful!” Madeline said, looking toward my tummy curiously. “How have you been feeling lately? All is well per the doctor’s observation, I hope?” she asked, ever thoughtful and concerned about my well-being and the developing baby’s.
I smiled and nodded. “Yes, everything’s wonderful. No complications, which is such a relief. Don’t need the added stress. Sophia is planning a baby shower, and we need to set up a new room for the baby. We have a few free ones in this compound, after all. One next to the nursery.”
“Oh, I know the room you’re talking about. It’d be perfect!” Madeline exclaimed. Her smile widened, and she said, “If you need me to help you set it up, I definitely can. In fact, I would be honored.”
Dahlia giggled and squirmed in my arms, indicating she wanted to be let down. I smiled and put her on the ground, watching as she crawled off to go play with some toys. Then, I refocused on Madeline and nodded.
“That would be lovely. Thanks so much, Madeline. I really appreciate all you do for us,” I said, trying not to tear up or become overemotional. Lately, I’d been so happy, and despite the lingering sadness from the incident, my joy took center stage.
After chatting with Madeline about the baby shower for a while, I started playing with the kids for a few hours while she went out for errands. Things were finally looking up.
Allegra.
Spinning to show off my latest outfit on the catwalk, I felt so alive. My hair flowed down my back, and I felt like I was on top of the world. My heart pounded, and my smile was simply radiant. Cheers rang out from either end of the catwalk as I set yet another trend.
When the show was over, I met with my boss, who couldn’t stop showering me with praise. “You’re KILLING it, Allegra,” he said, his voice dripping with awe. I nodded in agreement, beaming at him.
“Thank you for giving me this chance. I’m glad you didn’t end up regretting it given some of the restrictions that come with me,” I said, still cursing the fact that I was banned from the United States. It made many things inconvenient, but here I was, happy anyway.
“Are you kidding?” he said with a laugh. “No regrets, none whatsoever! You’re a star, Allegra, I can’t emphasize that enough. Top of the line, of a perfect stock, you have so much enthusiasm you bring to the catwalk that it radiates from you.”
We exchanged a hug, and I prepared to leave for the day. I had to refrain from skipping, because I was in such a good mood. At home, I would see Layla, a princess who was more than perfect. Speaking of no regrets, that applied to me being with her again.
There had always been a worry in the back of my mind that, once again, something would go wrong. She was constantly apologetic, though, and soon, my worries evaporated. Now I had to lecture her that it had happened and was done. We could move on.
On the way home, I put on some rock music, bobbing my head to it and wearing a huge smile. Everything was wonderful. This time, I had a feeling deep down I wouldn’t be knocked off my pedestal, at least when it came to Layla.
I pulled into the garage and found my designated parking spot. Then, I made my way to the front door, looking through my keys and opening it. When I entered, I was greeted with a happy ‘meow’ and couldn’t help but widen my grin.
We had rescued a cat from a local organization. His fur was pitch black, and his eyes were amber. I named him Onyx, because the shine of his fur reminded me of such gemstones. I bent down and pet him, saying softly, “Hey there, kitty kitty. Hungry?”
The cat meowed at me as if understanding my question, causing me to chuckle. I made my way to the kitchen and began pouring him some food. From the other room, I heard the television going. As I began to make some noise, however, it got turned off.
Bounding into the room was the gorgeous Layla, who wrapped her arms around me. “Allegra!” she said, her voice dripping with adoration. “How was work?” She stared at me expectantly, and I knew what she wanted.
I smiled at her, bending my head down to place my lips against hers. She melted in my arms, her entire body relaxing and a grunt of joy emitting from her as we exchanged a deep kiss. Sparks of ecstasy rushed through my body at the tender moment we had.
Breaking the kiss to take a breath and reply, I said, “It went wonderfully. I bedazzled the audience, as usual. Got several gorgeous pictures taken. They’re getting better at those. I’m on the top of my game and couldn’t be happier, Layla.”
She smiled at me, cupping my cheek and whispering, “That’s wonderful. I’m sorry I couldn’t come this time.” Layla usually tried to come to all of my runway shows, but she’d had an appointment this time and couldn’t make it. She gave me another hug before bending down to pet Onyx and give him some attention, too. The cat had been brushing against our legs, demanding it, after all!
I let Layla play with Onyx for a moment before sweeping her into my arms and carrying her into the living room. She chuckled during this, relaxing in my arms and enjoying the fact that I was carrying her like a princess, no doubt.
We got there, and I asked, “How’s the job search been?” Thankfully, she’d dropped the live-in nanny career. I wanted to spend time with her and see her more, so I was glad we saw eye-to-eye on that.
“It’s been going. I may take care of some kids a few houses over. It wouldn’t be overnight or anything, don’t worry, and just five days after school, from about 3:30 PM to 9:30 PM. I’d have weekends off, all of which I could spend with you.”
I smiled at her, giving her a nod. “That sounds perfect. Besides, I think we know the breadwinner of this household,” I laughed, giving her a wink. She blushed, but we both knew I was now making it big with my modeling career again. We didn’t need a bigger space, admittedly.
Layla and I had discussed whether we should put our focus on moving anywhere more extravagant, and both came to the conclusion that we were happy in this fairly large apartment. We didn’t need a house, and the neighbors were very nice.
I was content with settling here, as was she. We settled in to watch a movie together, this one a family one. Something she enjoyed immensely, and I found a lot of fun in as well. I had a soft spot for fantasy, after all, and many elements of that were in these movies.
Eventually, I got up from the couch and asked, “What do you want for lunch? I can make something delicious for us.” Layla beamed at me and went silent in thought for a moment, her eyes gleaming.
“Your spinach tarts with a side of salad sounds nice,” she said. I saluted her, stealing one last tender kiss before making my way to the kitchen and setting up the ingredients. I put a kettle on the stove for us to share some tea, as well.
Humming as I prepared the ingredients, I set up things perfectly for lunch. Soon, the smell of food in the oven filled the area, causing my stomach to rumble and my mouth to water. Layla’s suggestion was, as expected, simply perfect.
While I waited for the food to cook, I looked over to see my phone lighting up. I was getting a call, something I missed initially. I walked over to the counter and grabbed it, tapping through it to see who it could be.
It was Neal.
I swallowed hard, recalling I had yet to tell him anything about Layla and I making up. At this point, Layla and I had been together for a few weeks, and all was well. He would definitely not take well to this news. He would find out soon, too, given he lived in the area.
Mustering up the courage, I finally dialed his number, placing the phone against my ear and waiting for him to answer. I would hold my ground when faced with him on the subject of Layla. For now, I didn’t want to bring that up and stress over it.
“Hello?” Neal said. The tone of his voice was off, as though he was deep in some melancholy thought. My stomach twisted at that tone. I knew when heavy things were on my brother’s mind, he wasn’t the best at hiding as much from me.
“Hey. You called? Is everything alright?” I asked, hoping something else didn’t come up similar to the mob situation.
“Yes, everything’s fine. Just called to check in, but also to mention I heard about Becca’s wedding. I wanted to visit her one last time,” he said, causing me to furrow my brow and let out a sigh.
“I’m surprised at you, Neal. I thought you were over her. She’s settling in now. Has a new kid on the way. Word from the grapevine is I may get a wedding invite myself. I’m still in contact with Becca and would need to send her my address, though,” I said.
We’d made amends, for the most part, and there were no hard feelings between us. Neutral, really, with the potential to rekindle a true friendship. Of course, that may change when she learned about me being with Layla, but I didn’t want to think about that right now.
“I am over her,” my brother said, causing me to raise a skeptical brow on my end. I clutched the phone more tightly, trying to detect a lie in his tone. He and I didn’t always see eye-to-eye, and I could tell this situation might blossom into exactly that.
“Right,” I muttered, letting out another sigh. “I hope you’re not pulling my leg on this, Neal. You know she’s done playing your games,” I scolded. I was too. Sure, I’d not gotten over Layla myself, but my situation was a bit different.
Layla wasn’t taken. She made a mistake, which we’ve since worked through. We can be happy together and see to all of our dreams. My brother had a tendency to latch on and not let go when he should let things lie.
“I’m not,” Neal said. “I want to visit as a friend. As I said, I heard about the wedding. I’m not sure if I’d be invited, but I wanted to wish her well,” he added. This didn’t abolish my skepticism by any means, and rather, caused me to grumble a bit.
