Chapter 8
As Morris rode through the city looking for his daughter, he came up short. It seemed like his daughter had disappeared and he couldn’t find her. Suddenly his phone started to ring and he considered ignoring it but eventually he convinced himself to answer it.
“M... M…Morris… please help me… please…I… I think they want money…” Morris’ eyes grew as he heard the distraught voice of Grace coming through the phone. He suddenly heard the sound of her howl in pain. He flinched as if feeling the blow himself. His teeth clenched as he heard someone grabbing the phone.
“As you heard… we want a ransom for your little lover here. If you don’t come up with the money by midnight tonight, then we will kill her.” The voice on the other end of the phone was emotionless and Morris could feel his blood boil.
He felt himself thinking of Meagan dead on the couch. Morris nearly destroyed his phone in his anger, but somehow he managed to control himself.
“I’ll have the money. Where?”
“At the intersection of 2nd and Cumberstone. There is an old warehouse there. If you bring us a million in dope, we will let her go, completely unscratched… maybe.” There was a sinister sound in the man’s voice.
Morris didn’t like the sound of this at all. He hung up the phone and quickly drove to his underground warehouse and grabbed the needed dope and dumped it into a suitcase. He then quickly made his way to the address of the warehouse.
If these men thought they could threaten Grace and get away with it, they were sadly mistaken. They seemed to know about his underground operation but apparently they didn’t know what he was capable of. They didn’t know who they were messing with and soon they wouldn’t be able to recount the tale.
Morris parked his bike in the alleyway near the warehouse and approached the door. When the guard saw him and the suitcase he opened it and escorted him inside. Morris was brought to an open floor of the warehouse where Grace was sitting tied up to a chair. Her face was bruised and battered, but otherwise she looked okay.
The ringleader looked at Morris and grinned. “Where’s the dope?” Morris tossed him the suitcase. As the man started to look at its contents Morris acted quickly. Suddenly the man to his left was squealing in pain as Morris broke his arm. One of the other men tried to shoot at him, but soon that man’s trigger finger was broken in more places than one. Morris quickly made mincemeat of all the men around him when he suddenly heard Grace cry out.
“Morris!”
The ringleader had a gun pointed at Grace. Morris froze in place and put his hands up. The man was about the fire the gun when suddenly Morris acted quicker. He picked up a gun from one of the fallen men and shot the ringleader in the leg. The man fell down and tried to aim his gun at the girl, but Morris was by his side in an instant kicking his head unconscious.
He looked at Grace who was sobbing in relief. This time, he had saved the mother of his child.
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After the incident, the two of them came clean to everyone. To their amazement, after some time everyone started to understand the situation. They were honest and explained their feelings. It seemed like their lives wouldn’t be as bad as they thought.
And soon enough they had themselves a beautiful baby boy on their hands. This baby was now sleeping soundly in his nursery, a mobile spinning around and soothing him into the world of dreams.
Meanwhile, his parents were in the bedroom. They were exhausted with the responsibilities of parenthood, but they were happy. As Grace fell on top of him she kissed him passionately. Morris placed his hands on her hips and kissed back excitedly. There was something in the kiss, something about its lustful taste that made him think that tonight would be more than just kissing.
Suddenly Grace’s hands were creeping under his shirt. It had been almost 3 months since they had sex. She wanted him. She wanted him bad and she would have him and so with an eagerness she pulled off his pants. She needed to feel him inside of her.
She wanted him like nothing else and so she continued to kiss him harder and harder as their clothes started to fly across the room. Soon enough Grace was in nothing more than her underwear and Morris reached up and started to fondle her breasts that were now swelled with milk. She moaned loudly since they were extra sensitive and bit her lip looking down at Morris.
“I want you…” Morris grinned and suddenly flipped them over. He pinned her to the bed and leaned down taking one of her breasts into his mouth. He sucked and nibbled them roughly. He was eager as well. His member had been craving her body for a very long time and finally he would get his release.
He ripped off her panties in one clean swoop and grinned as he looked down at her. She looked just as beautiful as ever. Her new curves were sexy and he couldn’t get enough of her. He felt her hands going up and down his chest and smirked as he suddenly plunged into her. Grace moaned out loudly and wrapped her legs around his waist.
She pulled him close and felt amazing as she felt him pumping in and out of her. Soon enough the two of them were covered in scratches, bites, and sweat and they were coming toward the point of no return. Suddenly, Grace felt herself go over the edge and Morris followed soon after.
The two of them collapsed onto the bed and there was a slew of juices between their legs. After a moment, after catching her breath, Grace grinned and said, “Do you think that’ll bring baby number two?”
Morris smiled at her and kissed the top of her head. Nothing would have made him happier.
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THE END