Part 11

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Word Count: 1251

Part Warnings: Smut, Language, Pregnancy talk.

"Okay mister, start talking." I told Ransom as soon as we got home. He looked at me and went over to the couch. "Why did I get a phone call from the police?" I asked him.

"They thought I was forcing Marta to drive me away from the crime office. They saw us there."

I sighed. "Okay but why did they let you go?"

"I told them that Marta did it. I mentioned nothing about what we did to cover my tracks, just that Marta had confided in us." He took a deep breath. "I honestly didn't know what else to say."

"Well, the two of us are the only ones who know that Marta is innocent and neither of us are going to say anything." I told him, giving him a reassuring smile. "What about Fran?"

"They think that Fran set Marta up after finding out the truth. Trust me the pair of us are in the clear." He looked me in the eye as he made his way over to me. "So, Kitten, how are we going to celebrate?" He asked seductively.

"I can think of a few things." I smirked back before grabbing him by his grey sweater and pulling him to me. Ransom grinned as he leaned down and latched his lips onto mine.

I couldn't help but let out a moan as I felt his hands run up and down my body. I slowly started to pull his sweater off, only allowing our lips to separate for a second before he was attacking my face again. I felt the kiss becoming more aggressive as I worked on his trousers. Before I had a chance to get past his belt, Ransom pulled my shirt off and then his own, leaving me in just a bra and him shirtless. I got back to work on his belt as he started kissing down my neck.

I let out a moan as I eventually got him out of his slacks. Ransom started to take off my jeans. As he slid them down my legs, his lips followed. As soon as I stepped out of them, he took my panties off. I barely had time to realise what was happening before I felt him pick me up by the back of my thighs and carry me upstairs to the bedroom.

He threw me on the bed then climbed on top of me. I reached up to grab him by the back of his neck, yanking him down to kiss him. I don't know when he got rid of his boxers, but I found out he had when my stomach met with his cock as I wrapped my legs around him.

He groaned as he felt me grind up against him. I was getting wetter and wetter by the second. I felt Ransom move his hand down to rub at my clit, but I stopped him, too desperate for him. Instead, I gently grabbed his cock and positioned him at my entrance.

"So impatient." Ransom chuckled but I quickly cut him off by pulling him inside of me by his arse. It didn't take Ransom long to get over the shock of pleasure though, he put his hands on my hips as he took over thrusting for me.

I felt him tuck his head in the crook of my neck as he nibbled on my skin hard enough for him to leave a bruise there.

The way his cock always brushed up against my cervix made me go crazy. I couldn't stop my eyes from rolling to the back of my head. One of my hands gripped his shoulder, the other in his hair as he quickened his pace. I felt like I couldn't breathe. The suffocating pleasure that he was providing me was unbelievable.

After I had enough of laying underneath him, I wrapped my legs even tighter around his waist, flipping us over. The pair of us let out a loud moan when I did that. Ransom went to sit up, but I pushed him back down. Placing my hands on his abs for leverage, I started bouncing up and down on his cock. The new position causing him to reach even deeper in me.

Ransom reached down and started rubbing at my clit and this time I let him. I could feel the coil tighten in my stomach. Ransom could tell too as he grabbed one of my hands from him and placed it on my clit instead. He then used his hands to help regulate the rhythm again.

We both come undone at the same time. I couldn't hold in the wail ripping its way from my throat. I expected him to slow down after that, but as I started to come down, I realised that he was still hard inside me.

"One more Kitten" I felt him move me around so that I was on my hands and knees. I barely felt him leave from inside of me, but I definitely was aware of the sensation of him entering me again. All I could do was hold onto the bed sheets for leverage whilst he used my hips to rock into me again and again.

I could feel myself becoming close again as I reached back to grab one of Ransom's hands. He started kissing up my back and nibbling at my shoulders as I went over the edge. It didn't take long for me to feel his release paint my walls.

He pulled out of me as I collapsed on the bed, him laying down next to me. It wasn't long before he got up and got a cloth from the bathroom to clean me up. After disposing of the cloth in the bathroom, Ransom climbs back in bed and wraps his strong arms around me, pulling me into his chest. It didn't take long for sleep to consume the pair of us.

*

A few weeks later, Alan came back and read the previous will since the other one was now invalid. Everyone got their cut of the will and Ransom got his inheritance.

I had been being sick for the last few weeks and I realised that I had missed a period. A wave of excitement went through me as I suspected that I may be pregnant. I waited until Ransom was busy. He decided he wanted to start writing like how his Grandfather did, so the office at the back of the house, he turned into a study for himself.

When I knew that he would be writing for a while, so I decided to go to the drug store to pick up a couple of pregnancy tests. The woman behind the counter gave me a smile as I was paying which I couldn't help but return. I quickly made my way home and took the tests.

Waiting for the results felt like forever. Part of me wanted to get Ransom but the other part of me wanted to make sure the tests were positive first. I knew how much he wanted to be a Dad and with everything that had happened, I knew that this would be to disappointing for him if the tests were negative.

The timer went off and I stood up from the toilet seat and over to the counter. Before I looked down, I looked in the mirror and took a deep breath, mentally preparing myself. I flipped over the test and nearly dropped it at the results...

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