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"y-you gone stop being so hardheaded?". jack gritted reaching over gripping monica's neck, not letting up on his deep strokes she nodded unable to speak as tears of pleasure welled in her eyes. "answer me before you make me mad mo". he whispered gazing into her low eyes, "curly". monica whined gripping his bicep, "ugh mo stop doing that". jack weakly spoke.
licking her lips monica unintentionally clutched around his throbbing member making him moan loudly by her ear, "fuck baby answer me". he said biting on her ear, "yes i'll stop". she cried out, jack cut his eyes at her.
"you just love to play with me i'm gone show you".
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nolan ran as fast as his small legs carry him, turning the corner he stood on his tippy toes hearing his father's footsteps. "mommy!". he screamed running over to her, reaching over nolan gently touched her cheek watching her eyes slow flutter open.
"monica". jack gritted glaring at his son who smiled innocently at him, jack sighed walking into the bathroom staring at his now uneven hair, nolan had found some scissors and decided to use them on jack's hair after seeing his father napping on their couch.
"fuck man". jack whined, he had to start filming for his new movie in a few days. monica slowly sat up rubbing the sleep out her eyes "nolan why are you crying what happened?".
nolan lip trembled while he stared up at monica as tears ran down his face, "baby please get your son". jack pleaded gazing at monica who busted out laughing. "curly what the hell happened to your hair?".
jack sighed walking over sitting beside her, "nolan cut it while i was sleeping". he mumbled in disbelief "nalani never gives me problems it's always nolan like does he even love me?".
monica sighed pushing the covers back before crawling over to jack who was thinking of what to tell the director, he was required to keep his haircut the same but now that was nearly impossible.
straddling his lap monica leaned up eyeing his hair, "i can fix this". she softly said smiling, "and nolan loves you very much baby i promise". jack gazed at nolan who walked over hugging his father legs, "sweetie who gave you the scissors?".
nolan stared at monica in thought before running out the room, "baby we can get you a haircut and fix this stop stressing". she whispered rubbing his arms in comfort.
"damn baby your arms are so big". jack smiled cockily at her compliment, "how you feeling baby?". he asked rubbing her stomach gently, placing her hand on top of his jack placed several kisses all over her face. "we're doing good curly".
"dude". clay whispered "i ain't know my nephew was gonna cut your hair after i showed him how to use them scissors".
jack glared at his younger brother in anger before gently placing monica beside him, "curly don't you dare". she softly said grabbing his arm, "my wife trying to tell you don't you dare touch me".
