girls (rio)

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

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The next morning, Natasha feels the sun bringing light to her beautiful face through the curtains. The blinding sun causes her to wince because she fucking hates the sun blinding her in the morning. She grumbles, "Too bright," before turning over to move to the other side of the bed, only to meet a warm chest instead. Natasha blindly feels over the chest, feeling confused because she knows there is another pillow on the other side of the bed. "You having fun there, gorgeous?" a smooth voice says.

Then everything from the previous night comes flooding to the front of her brain, along with the throbbing between her legs from their... "long talk." Natasha then sighs before getting comfortable on the chest. "Rio, my vagina hurts," she whines, wrapping her arms around his stomach to snuggle closer to her baby daddy while nuzzling under his neck. Christopher chuckles with pride, rubbing her back. "Well, maybe you should let me massage it to make you feel better," he suggests with a kiss on her forehead, hoping Natasha will still be the same pillow princess she was last night and a little this morning at two.

In Rio's mind, he knows he fucked up majorly, but that was on him, so he has to live with that mistake for the rest of his life. But that doesn't mean he's going to give up on their relationship. It's just going to be hard work to come back from this setback, but Rio doesn't mind. He'll do anything to make her happy and to make her stay. Every time he looks at Natasha, he sees someone who wants forever, no matter what's going on around them. In reality, if it were up to him, he would've killed those three suburban mothers and married Natasha already, so she could be barefoot and pregnant, relaxing and possibly spending more time with his family instead of just hers. At least with his family, they would've taken care of Princesa without him having to say a word.

But if it was just Ruby, he knows she wants him out and away from her as soon as possible. But he ain't leaving because that's his girl and his kid. Let's hope it doesn't get that ugly; otherwise, he and Natasha would be leaving the country.

"Please, you make me feel better," Natasha breathes out as her skin gets warmer. Rio's coffee-brown eyes gloss over just at the thought of making his Princesa feel good, because that is all he really wants. He starts to slide the hand that isn't on her back down her front, pulling away the sheet and exposing her gorgeous body to the morning air, watching her chocolate nipples immediately perk up at the attention. Her beautiful sighs have the nerve to bless his ears with their presence, edging him on. "I barely touched you yet, and you're already getting excited. I didn't know you missed me that much," Rio admits with glee at the thought.

"Baby, I'll always want you, even if I can't stand you," Natasha admits, her voice wavering with want. Rio then slides Natasha on top of him, fully exposing her to air and leaving everything bare. He proceeds to press kisses on top of her ear and neck as her skin gets warmer. Natasha gasps as he plants more kisses onto her and starts to use his hand to massage her ample breasts in his hands. "Well then, you know I'll always take care of you, no matter what, because you're my forever Princesa." The gang member then proceeds to twist and pinch at the Hershey's kisses on her chest before he gets to his favorite part.

Natasha then starts to moan like a bitch in heat, which she technically was since she got pregnant, because her hormones literally spiked her libido and sex drive up ten levels. "Rio," she moans as he continues to play with her breasts that he can't seem to put down. One of his big hands slides down the planes of her toned stomach. Rio missed the feeling of placing his hands all over her body, even if it was just to cuddle or simply to make contact; he missed any form of contact, physical or verbal, that Natasha allowed him to have. He'd take it.

His hand then reaches its destination; his member hardens as he gets lower. His index and middle fingers then slide in between her lips, and moans get louder inside the bedroom as Rio applies some pressure and moves his fingers to provide some relief to his girl. "You good, baby?" he asks in her ear as he gets harder at the sounds Natasha makes. "Yes," Natasha replies as she closes her eyes and focuses on his touch, making it harder to respond as pleasure intensifies. His hand finds its way onto her neck to stake a possessive claim over her, and a third finger finds its way into the mix as she finds her own rhythm to ride his fingers. "Look at you riding my fingers like a porn star," Rio husks into her ear, getting her wetter (I know it's not a real word; chill). Natasha feels warmth spread to her cheeks in embarrassment at Rio using filthy words, even if it's between them. "Aw, come on, Mama, don't hide from me; it's just us. Show me how much of a slut you are for me." Her baby daddy grabs her chin so she'll face him.