Semua Bab Lyon: Bab 71 - Bab 80

That night had a whole new meaning for me when I took her to bed. We'd be flying out to a little island off the coast of France for our honeymoon in a few days, but tonight we were in the honeymoon suite of the top hotel in the city.I was almost afraid to touch her; how the fuck did you touch your pregnant wife? I've only ever really fucked her, okay we've had our moments of lovemaking but even those were a little on the kinky side. I think I needed to go gentle now though.The fucking dress had a million buttons and the shits were tiny as fuck. Kat laughed at me when I cussed a blue streak because my fingers were too big. I wonder how funny she'd find it if I tore that shit off.I tried not to be an animal, to take my time with her, my baby was inside her; fuck could I love her anymore than I did right now?"Babe you gotta help me here." I was running my hand down her front, which was still flat if you asked me."What Colt?""I don't know, how the fuck am I supposed to touch yo

Fuck me! What the fuck has happened to my life? My world has been turned upside down by females. I'm surrounded, out numbered and outgunned. I haven't had a moment's peace since I met my Angel and that's no fucking joke.Not that I'm complaining or anything, but she's like a whirlwind. She runs circles around me. The fucking girl completely owns and consumes me; and if that shit isn't bad enough, she brought in a ringer. Fucking daughters and shit. I'm pretty sure my life is never going to be the same ever again in this lifetime. My once calm existence is a thing of the past. I'm now in a constant state of high alert; it's enough to make a motherfucker lose his shit. I don't think I've taken a calm breath since she put that little stick in my hand on the dance floor. I'm not sure what other men do when they first hear those words. I mean it's not like they've got a playbook somewhere out there with instructions on how the fuck to deal with your whole world being knocked the fuck o

"Colt you ok?""Yeah Angel why""You have a strange look on your face.""Come here baby I'm good." We were on the beach on our little private island getaway. Kat and water, shit; she'd live in the ocean if I didn't rein her ass in. That first day she woke up in the morning and ran down to the beach and dove right in. Which meant that on our second day here I was up at the ass crack of dawn to keep an eye on her because she doesn't listen for shit. If they warn you not to swim in a pool alone I'm not sure what she thought that meant for the big blue sea but her hardheaded ass argued me to death. So that's how I've spent the past three mornings before the sun came up. Sitting on the edge of the sand watching my little dolphin splash and squeal. I'm not big on swimming but it was fun watching her enjoy herself. I'm not sure what people usually do on these things other than fuck like minks. At least that's all we've been doing. The only real difference between here and home is t

While I've been preparing in my own way she's been flitting around in excitement getting things ready. Like I said everything was about the baby. He wasn't even here yet and already he had taken over our lives completely. That was fine by me, my girl was happy and that's all the fuck I cared about at the end of the day.Now she's on my ass about my shit. I don't know what she's doing in my little corner anyway. It's the only part of the house she and her gaggle of hens had left me. I never knew kids needed that much fucking room. No wonder my parents had a mausoleum, with three of us they'd needed the space apparently. I'd always thought my house was a decent size; five bedrooms and four bathrooms seemed like enough to me. But now there's talk of knocking down walls to make room for a nursery and shit. How much fucking room could he need? I've seen those things and they barely fit on my arm. What the fuck? She looked around at the child safe playpen, the safety hooks for the k

"Kat, what the fuck?""It's nothing Colton I'm just sick." I leaned my head against the cold tile for some much needed relief. I should probably get up off the bathroom floor but what's the point? I'd just be right back here again."Sick, sick of what?" He tried to move me but my groan of agony had him moving back."Kat what the fuck?" Now he sounded panicked and a panicked Colt is not a good thing; he gets crazy ideas when that happens."It's morning sickness Colton it's perfectly natural, just let me lay here for a little bit until it passes." I could barely get the words pass the nausea that roiled in my stomach. I just wanted to die in peace. Why couldn't pregnancy come without this little side effect?"Hell fucking no, this is total bullshit my wife doesn't get sick." He stormed out of the room like a nut. There was no point in arguing with him. My husband I've come to realize is bat shit crazy. As if I didn't have enough to deal with before, this whole pregnancy thing has ma