Ride Or Die

Fuck You McCann

Fuck you McCann




"You're such a goof," I rolled my eyes at Jason as he strutted about the room in nothing but boxers. It was 6 in the morning and he had just woken me up because apparently he 'couldn't sleep' and 'got lonely.' Jason raced back to the bed and tackled me backwards, tickling my sides, leaving me defenseless against his much more built body. "J-Jase!" I shrieked as his hands roamed my sides, leaving a tingling sensation as they went. He stopped and let his over sized hands rest against my hip bones as he stared at me in the eyes. I felt completely naked, yet so completely comfortable.
"How are my babies?" He cooed in my ear as if it was just a secret that I was pregnant. However, my baby bump proved otherwise, and showed off for the entire world to see. Whom ever was interested that was. I shrugged mindlessly, caught up in his flawless complexion. "Wanna feel yourself?" He nodded silently in response as I picked up his hand and placed it on the bump. Immediately, I felt a kick against the outlining of my stomach. "Whoa," I let out through opened lips. Jason stared up to me in amazement. He who never seemed to be caught off guard finally was. He looked like he had just fallen in love for the first time, "Is that them?" He choked out. I nodded in response and giggled.
In a moments notice, Jason lips were firmly placed against the bump. He whispered inaudible secrets to the babies through my skin. The only words I managed to actually hear were, "I can't wait for you to meet your mommy, she's the most beautiful girl in the entire world." My heart warmed as he said those stunning words. I frowned knowing that was all I was going to be able to hear from their one way conversation. Every once in awhile, one of the babies would return with a kick. Each time it happened Jason would nod in agreement and mummer "I know" as if the baby were actually stating an opinion. Just then I realized that I too fell in love for a second time, but not with the babies themselves, but with the way Jason McCann interacted with them. I fell in love with my own little family.
Jason came back up to my face and held it in his own hands, "What are our plans for the day?" He muttered between injected kisses he placed randomly between the words. I smiled up to him, not only with my lips, but also with my eyes, "You mean you're mine for the day?" I could tell I sounded surprised, but that was only because Jason nearly always had something to do with the gang rather it lasted an hour or the entire day. He nodded his head, not once did his smirk fail, "All day."
His plump lips brushed over my cheek bone and met their destination at my ear lobes where he gently sucked the soft skin. I tried my best not to blush, yet failed miserably as I felt the warmth of his breath tickle my right ear. I didn't have to move to know he was smirking, and he and I both knew he was taking advantage of the moment. His hands continued to explore my body that he knew all too well. Once he felt pleased, his lips traveled down to my neck where he nibbled and left a wet trail. "Jason," I mumbled hesitantly, while holding the ready moan deep within my body. He pulled back for only a second to grumble against my wet skin, "Let it out." He commanded. His reaction to my noise excited me to say the least.
Almost instantly, my body was flipped over and he was on top, holding his own weight of course. My pregnancy hormones were clearly kicking in, that or I was just extremely attracted to this guy. His hands traveled from the small of my back to the bare skin behind my thighs. He picked up my legs and wrapped them securely around his waist. His eyes wandered to his over sized MMA shirt, the one I had worn the first night at the ware house. He checked my eyes for confirmation, and right after he had gotten it, the shirt was ripped from my body. A moment passed where he studied my body over, I would have felt insecure if not for when he looked back up to lock eyes with me once more, "You're so goddamn perfect." Little did he know, he was the perfect one.

Jason's body fell breathlessly next to mine as I giggled up at the ceiling of his room, satisfied. I gazed over to him only to find him looking right back at me. "I love you," He let out through breaths. I was so out of it myself, I could do nothing but nod in response.
Jason sat up from the bed and flung his legs over the side, pulling his boxers back to cover his skin. I smiled, sitting up also, and wrapping the sheets around my bare body. My fingers attempted to comb out tangles, but was ultimately caught up in the sex hair. I groaned and fell back into the bed, defeated. Jason made his way around the room, changing into a black v-neck, pale yellow jeans, and matching yellow supras. I glanced him over, impressed. He turned back to me, only he had his diamond studs back in and chuckled, "Baby," He sounded amused that I was still laying bed, tangled up in the sheets that he had left me in. I hummed in response. "Get up."
"I can't," I spoke half truthfully.
"Why not?" His eye brows furrowed as he began to walk back towards the bed.
"My legs hurt."
Jason couldn't even attempt to hide the smirk that was only growing with each second.
"It's not funny," I growled.
"What can I say? I'm Jason McCann." He sounded impressed with himself.
"Yeah, well fuck you, McCann."
"You just did, sweetheart." He winked making me gasp.