130. Eggo

Ophelia POV

When I opened the fridge, I saw another head in the freezer all wrapped up. There were two pieces of the puzzle left that had to be put in place. Nathan, my bastard fucking uncle and Murphy. I shut the freezer grabbing the frozen Eggos. I knew Fox thought I was crazy that I liked to eat them cold with nothing on them. I had been doing it sense I was a kid, so I did just that. He walked in and was buttoning his cufflinks. “What are you doing to today little psycho?” He asked.  

I was still in my black nightgown. “I will think of something.” I said I had no idea, but I didn’t want to sit around here all day. I had read yesterday, and it was so weird to not be doing something. “How about you?” I asked. “I have actual meetings today. Fucking sucks, they are all back-to-back apparently there is a big parcel up for sale and I think I am going to buy it. Then someone is also selling some medical company that is broke, so I have been looking into that and have a meeting today with those people. I may not be home for dinner.”  

His job made no sense to me. He would buy parcels of buildings and tear down or build them up. Maybe even sell them off, then he also would buy companies and resell them when he turned them around and just random stuff like that. Granted he was good at it. He made more money there, than I thought the crime ring, but I didn’t have the exact numbers. I bit into the frozen Eggo.  

It was perfect, I liked the cold spongey texture, and it was just perfect. “You are still eating those like that?” He asked and I shrugged and said, “Don’t knock it until you try it.” He raised his eyebrows. “Maybe you should get a book or something today,” I cut off Fox. “I read yesterday, and I don’t need to waste another day doing it.” “I meant one on pregnancy.” I scowled at him.  

I didn’t need to be reminded; my permanent exhaustion was ever present. “Maybe make that prenatal appointment?” I rolled my eyes. “Sorry can’t too busy today.” I said walking away. “Little Psycho you just said you have no plans.” “Well now I do.” I walked back into our room still munching on my frozen waffles. I looked through my black clothes. I guess I could see Eli or go pick out a wedding dress, maybe both. Or plan to rebuild my uncle's townhouse. Maybe even look at his car, I had yet to go inspect it. There were so many things I could do. Also, I needed a new laptop.  

Fox’s large, tattooed hands where on my hips. “I am not trying to be an asshole you know, at least not to you. But it is important you see a doctor. You are carrying our babies you know.” “I fucking know, you think I don’t. Just give me some time to digest it, fuck” He kissed the top of my head. “You have a few days and then I will drag you there myself.” Whatever, I would like to see him try. I turned around and faced him. He towered over me. He flashed me a smile and I didn’t reciprocate. “The guest room is clean, I left everything up but the cleaners came while you were sleeping.”  

I said “Great, I don’t have to see big fucking weird cleaning suits then.” He stared at me his fingers ran along my prominent scar. “You are beautiful.” He said and I rolled my eyes trying to turn around from him, but he grabbed my arms and forced me to stay still looking at me. “You need to drop the attitude it is fucking annoying. You can be a bitch to everyone but me got it.” I snorted. “Fuck you Fox” I snapped. “What the fuck? Did you have nightmares last night why are you so bitchy this morning?” I took a deep breath. “Sorry, I mean it, I don’t know what crawled up my ass.” I offered him a smile.  

“Good, sorry for um well you know.” So, like a man I acknowledge it and I went back to eating and looking for something to wear. “Could you text me today and tell me when this fast private wedding is and where, just so I can make sure I wrap stuff up before we go to this baby making honeymoon you concocted.” I don’t know why that was funny, but I let out a little laugh at what Fox had said. “It is at the church, and I will get you the time, I will let the other heads know minus Murphy and also invite Greer if that is, okay?” “Sounds good.”  

Fox came down and his lips collided with mine. It took my breath away, I felt like it had been forever since we kissed like this. My arms wrapped around his neck as I stood on my tippy toes. My last waffle clutched in my fingers that stayed wrapped around him. I could feel his masculine body pushing into mine and the butterflies I so often felt with him flared to life within my stomach.  

His hands slid down and were groping my ass and as he squeezed me there, I couldn’t help but moan. Fox pulled away “If you keep making that sound, I am going to fuck you and be late for my very busy day.” I gave him the bedroom eyes and shot him a wink. “Fuck they can wait for a while.” Then his mouth was back on mine. I dropped my waffle no longer caring wanting to feel Fox’s hair that he had slicked back on the top of his head. I wanted to mess it up. His hands slid around so they were running up the slit in my nightgown. His warm hands were making me feel all kinds of things.  

I started pulling at his shirt buttons. I was determined to see the artwork that covered him. I wanted a glimpse of the tattoo of myself on his chest. He started kissing my neck and I shuttered. He was perfect, I could feel his sculpted body and it was perfect he was perfect. His hand moved under the nightgown to my core, and I could feel his lips upturning against my neck at finding me pantie free and wet for him.  

Two of his thick fingers plunged into me and I moaned louder. His fingers were divine, and I loved the way they pumped into me. My nails dug into his shoulder as he worked me. My other hand wanted to touch him, and I forced it between our bodies. It took a minute or so before I could undo his belt, it was harder with one hand, but I got it undone. I touched him and his cock was hard as stone, and I began to pump it as he did my pussy. “If I don’t fucking get inside you now, I am going to cum in my pants or fucking die.” I smiled and removed my hand as he withdrew his. His pants dropped and he grabbed me pulling me up by my thighs my legs wrapped around him, and I felt him penetrate me.  

“Fuck” I needed this, I needed him. The world could be on fire, but if I had Fox fucking Valentine, I would be fine. He made a little shuffle to the bed his pants around his ankles and his shoes on. He set me down on the bed and my body reeled not having him inside but not a moment later he was on top of me and back inside. His cock pushing all the way in and bruising my cervix, or at least I thought. His mouth was kissing me and I felt like I was drowning in him and I reveled in it. He moved his arms taking my wrists with his arms and pinning them above my head and he pumped into me faster and harder. This was divine or a sin either way it was pure euphoria.