Epilogue

Allison

I managed to be well enough to go to Sierra’s play on the last night. I’d hated missing all of the other performances, but David had told me about each one, and he beamed when talking about Sierra’s part.

I couldn’t wait to see it for myself, and as she took the stage, lifting her little voice through the entire solo, David held my hand, squeezing it tight. When she was done, we both stood and clapped like idiots, and then he handed me a tissue for my tears.

“We made an amazing child, didn’t we?” I’d been so super emotional, and though I was still a tad dizzy from being sick, I managed to not get sick through the entire play. But once it was over, and we’d shuffled through the crowd, the motion hit me, and I had to excuse myself.

I finished up in the stall and stepped out to fix my makeup in the mirror and splash cool water on my face. I’d have to grab some medicine. Something that would stop the sinus pressure from making me so sick.

I walked out, and David took my arm. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, but I need to stop by the pharmacy. My head’s stuffy.”

Just then, Sierra came from changing out of her costume and held her teacher’s hand who led her through the crowd.

“Hello, Mr. DeVant. Mrs. DeVant.” I made no move to correct her, and David gave me a knowing smile.

“Ms. Caine. It’s good to see you again. It looks like things were a success.” David gave her a warm smile and handed Sierra a huge bouquet of roses for her performance.

“Yes, thanks to you. That donation you made was more than enough to help with the event.” I had no idea he’d given a donation.

“Glad I could help.”

“Your husband is a very special man.” She gave him a pat on the back, and his smile widened then she excused herself and headed off into the crowd.

“Donation?”

“Yeah, they needed a few things for the production.”

“You’re amazing. Thank you for taking care of us.” There wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do for his girls or anyone in need, and it made me special to belong to such a great guy.

We got in the car, and he took my hand. “She called you Mrs. DeVant.” He gave me a wink. “I can’t wait to hear it all the time.”

“Don’t forget to stop at the pharmacy.”

“Are you still sick, Mama?” Sierra’s little voice was full of concern from the backseat where she was nearly invisible behind her roses. I glanced back and found her peeking around them at me.

“Just feeling queasy, baby. Nothing to worry about.” We pulled up at the pharmacy, and I ran inside alone. I’d planned on just taking a moment, but when I read the back of the box, and it mentioned pregnancy, I wondered what I’d been putting in my body and panic washed over me. What if I’d taken something that could hurt a baby? Should I be concerned? Surely, I’d know. I suddenly felt sick again, but not in the same way. I looked all over the store and finally found the right aisle. I grabbed a test just to be sure and then went back to find a safer medication.

“That took a bit long. Did you get sick again?”

“No, just wanted to get the right stuff for my symptoms.” I didn’t want to let Sierra know about my suspicions, and I didn’t want his hopes up either, so I kept the purchase of the test to myself.

When we got home, I tucked Sierra in, and while David went into full story-time mode, I slipped into the bathroom to read the instructions for the test. I opted for the cup option knowing I’d probably piss all over my hand. David came in as I paced the small room and waited the two minutes it needed.

“Are you still sick?” His eyes widened as he glanced over and saw the test. “Holy shit. Is that what I think it is?” He looked into the cup. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“I didn’t want Sierra to overhear, and if I’m not, I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

“We’ve only been trying for a few weeks.” Despite the fact that we’d never used protection, I’d only recently stopped taking the pill.

The timer on my phone sounded. “It’s time.”

He had the stick out and looked at it before I could finish my words. “What’s the pink line mean?”

“It’s pink?” I grabbed the stick from him and looked at the indicator.

“Yes, for the love of God, what does it mean?” He grabbed the instructions, and I fell against him.

“It means it’s positive. We’re going to have a baby!” He lifted me off my feet and spun me around so fast, my arm hit the cup and spilled it into the sink.

“That was a close one.” I turned on the faucet as he kissed my breasts.

“I’m so fucking turned on, right now.” He met my eyes with a smoldering look.

I felt it too. The level of our excitement and the fact that he hadn’t touched me in days for my being sick, had me craving him. He turned off the faucet and picked me up, carrying me to the bed as he made love to my mouth.

“We did it, baby.” He ran his hands up my thighs and then finally rested it flat against my flat tummy.

“Better enjoy this figure while you can.”

“It’s already given me a daughter, and you couldn’t get any hotter, baby.” He dipped down between my legs and pressed his mouth against my panties.

A moment later, his thumbs slipped in my elastic, and he pulled my panties down, so he could lick my slit. He nibbled and sucked on my clit and then rose up and met my eyes. “You know I’m going to be extra gentle with you, right? No more rough stuff.” He gave me an apologetic look.

“I won’t break. And besides, I might not be so gentle with you.” He stood and pulled off his pants, freeing his thick erection which jutted proudly from his hips. He had a cocky grin too, and I knew he was feeling larger than life.

“It’s not an argument, Allison.” He gave me a scolding look.

“Then don’t argue.” I gripped his cock and pulled it hard toward me, and his breath hitched as I took it into my mouth.

“Okay, maybe I’ll allow rough, gaggy head.”

I pulled away and gave him a wicked grin. “I’m going to ride you rough too; I’m sure you won’t complain.”

“As long as you’re in control and know your limits.” His head fell back as I took him deeper, swirling my tongue and licking his veiny shaft.

“You want me in control?” I slapped his ass and then gripped it tightly as I took him back into my mouth.

“Mm. It’s certainly tempting.”

I stood, turning his back to the bed and resting my hand against his chest. My eyes bore into his, and I didn’t break a smile, not even when he did. Instead, I pushed him back, his ass hitting the bed as I climbed up on the bed and straddled his cock.

I centered his tip at my entrance and lowered myself, hard and fast, and I cried out as his thick base stretched my pussy to its limits.

“Fuck, baby.”

“Mhm. You might think I will break, but I know what this body is capable of, and you’re going to give me just what I want and how I want it.” His eyes widened. He was a strong man and had never experienced me being assertive in the bedroom.

“Yes, ma’am.” His eyes lit with a smile. “Tell me what you want, baby.”

“Hard and fast. Don’t be gentle. At least not until I’m a little further along.”

“Fine. But I’m asking the doctor about it.”

“Go ahead; I know just what she’ll say.” It was going to be different with me experiencing things for the second time compared to his first.

He gripped my ass and held me still as he pumped his hips up hard and fast, his thick cock hitting my sensitive spots and making me pulse around him.

“You’re going to make me come,” I cried.

“That’s the point, baby.” He rose up and captured my nipple in his teeth, and then he bit hard as I came, clasping his hand over my mouth to muffle the scream of ecstasy.

He lifted me up and carried me over to the dresser, and thrust his hips steady, working me in a sensual rhythm that rocked everything on its surface. After my candleholder fell to the carpet, he brought me against the wall, my back hitting the surface harder than I think he’d intended. But I didn’t complain. He was giving me just what I wanted. He finally hitched me up against him and carried me back to the bathroom where he balanced me on the counter as he reached over and turned on the shower.

“Don’t drop me.” I held on tight, and he put me on my feet.

“I want your hands on the tile.” He slapped my ass as I stepped into the shower. “We’re going to see just how much you can take.” He stepped up behind me as I placed my hands on the tile and glanced over my shoulder.

“Like this?” I tilted my ass upward, and he got on his knees to worship it, slipping a finger into my throbbing pussy while he rim-jobbed my tight star.

“Just like that, baby.” He stood and pulled his fingers free, replacing them with his cock.

“Now that we’ve made a baby, I can take that load anywhere you want to put it.”

“You dirty girl. Where do you want it?” He pushed his cock deeper and continued to thrust.

“I do love to taste you, Mr. DeVant.”

“Then I’m going to feed you this hot, heavy load.” His voice was so sensual in my ear, and I came again on his cock, and he moaned. “That’s right, come all over it first.”

He pumped his hips and rutted deep, then he pulled free and spun me around. I hit my knees hard, but it was worth the facial he gave me before I took the rest of his load in my throat.

“Fuck.” He was breathless and collapsed to his knees with me, kissing my mouth and moaning. “You wear me out.”

“If you think I’m going to wear you out, just wait until you’re busy taking care of an infant. Late nights, dirty diapers, endless crying.”

“I can’t wait.”

“Me too. You know what I was thinking?”

“That you want round two?”

“Well, that, and that I really liked it when the teacher called us Mr. and Mrs. DeVant.”

“That was pretty hot, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, and I don’t think I want to wait until Valentine’s Day. Let’s get married next week; New Year’s Eve. We’re not having a huge wedding anyway, and honestly, I don’t feel like going through a whole production. We can still do pink and red for Sierra, but let’s just have something simple with our closest friends and family.”

“Anything you want.” He kissed my cheek.

I smiled and waggled my brows. “Let’s get dried off and go wake up Sierra. I can’t wait to tell her.”

He laughed. “That’s not exactly what I thought you’d want. But I’ll give you that when we come back to bed.”

“Promise?”

He pulled me close and kissed me so hard that I pulled away breathless. “Promise.”

The End

Author Note: Hope you enjoyed that. As a holiday gift, my sister, Ali Parker has pulled her bestselling, Billionaire Alpha series from all stores and included it here for you as a thank you for picking up our book, Mister Big Stuff. Hope you enjoy it. It’s the top selling series she has from her extensive catalog. Merry Christmas from us to you.