Somebody To Hold (Book 0.5) (AU series) - INTERSEX

Chapter Fifty-Seven

Alexandria

After a little over a year at the house, we decided it was time to move on. Our family is growing. With Rayden almost here and Josephine now a part of our family, the place felt crowded. So we packed up and moved. Well, Josephine, myself, and a few of our friends did. Elliot's 7-month pregnant ass sat on the couch and ate potato chips watching us.

We made sure the new home had a pool of course, and also got a basement this time. Which is where Josephine and I are at now. We made the basement into a gym with wrestling mats. At this moment, the two of us are not on good terms... for a good reason.

She smirks, moving her feet to stay focused. The sweat drips from her chest past her sports bra and down her belly. Her abs have become rock hard since we've started boxing together. I can honestly say she looks sexy as hell.

"What's wrong Papito, scared to hit me?" she taunts. I most definitely am not. This is not the first time we've done this, but every time we come down here, she talks mad shit. She throws the first punch, but I'm quicker on my feet, dodging it. We've been at this for an hour now.

She brings her fist back leveled, circling and waiting for my counter hit. Which won't come because I'm waiting her out. Her left hand reaches forward, and I grab it, twisting her wrist and pulling her back into me.

"Is it getting hot in here? Or is it just me?" she says as I grow harder against her ass. She moves against me, causing me to lose focus as she grabs the back of my neck, flipping me over her shoulders.

I slam against the mat as the air leaves my lungs. "Shit... Josie." She giggles and walks over me before lifting her foot to land it between my legs. My eyes grow big, rolling before she makes contact with my dick. This bitch is crazy. But I gotta love her.

"The answer is yes!" she yells. I laugh at how angry she's getting and back tuck, returning to my feet in front of her. I resume my stance, and she throws everything she has at me.

"No baby Girl. This is not happening!" I say, blocking every hit. Her eyebrows get this adorable little wrinkle in them when she doesn't get the answer she wants. She sends her right leg up for a kill shot to my balls but I catch it in time and spin her in the air before slamming her against that mat.

She coughs as her back hits the ground hard.

"But whyyyy!" she whines. She tries to get up, but I grab her neck, forcing her to stay down. She pokes her bottom lip out, giving me cute puppy dog eyes. Her legs wrap around my waist. Grounding her center to my hips. We're both wearing compression shorts so I can feel her soaking wet core against my bulge. The feeling begins to cloud my mind.

I grab her wrists, pinning them above her head against the mat, and press myself further into her. She moans at the pressure stimulating her body between her legs.

"Two can play that game love." I bend over, attaching my lips to her neck as she wiggles, trying to get from under me. I suck on her ear lobe as a breathless whimper escapes her throat. "You lose the answer is No."

She bucks her hips, but I won't let up. "Come on, just a little mascara!"

I lean back, looking into her deep blue orbs, and chuckle. "What does she need to wear makeup for anyways? She's 12."

"Papito! Ughhhh she wants to look cute for Macy! Come on!" she rocks her hips back and forth as a way to make me give in to her. It's working, and my erection is growing in between us, getting both heated but irritated by the fabric separating us.

"Buena, Mamacita. [fine]"

"Yayyyyy! Gracias Papi!" She kisses my face repeatedly everywhere. I lift her up, with her legs still fastened around my hips, and carry her up the stairs to the main part of the house. Adelaide and Elliot are sitting at the table, waiting for the results of the fight. My daughter's eyes are begging for the answer she wants.