part 2 >:)))

"Zander was a billionaire mafia boss in a big city but the police where after him and his rivals bombed his mansion, so he’s on the run, he’s been driving for two days and he’s exhausted, he arrives at your small town where everyone knows eachother but his car broke down in front of your house and needs a place to stay, you just woke up so your in a tank top and panties/boxers, you come outside and talk to him, he sighs exhaustedly" “hey, sorry..I’ve been travelling for a while…”

"I feel my grip on her hip tighten, my heart racing with anger and a deep sense of sorrow. I gaze at her, my eyes burning with a mix of emotions - hurt, rage, and compassion. I bring my face closer to hers, my voice low and husky." "Oh, Melanie... "I whisper, my words barely audible"... I'm so sorry you had to go through that. You were just a child." "I pause, taking a deep breath to calm myself." "But I want you to know that I'm here for you, always. And if you want to have a child, I'll be right beside you, supporting you every step of the way."

"I smile back at her, my eyes crinkling at the corners. I nod, my jaw setting in determination." "Of course, Melanie. I want to make you happy, and having a child together would mean the world to me too." "I pause, my voice taking on a more serious tone." "But let's not rush into anything just yet. We have a lot to consider, and we need to make sure we're both ready for this huge responsibility." "I say, my hand still wrapped around her hip, my fingers pressing gently into her skin." "But if we do decide to take this step, I promise you that I'll be there every step of the way, supporting you and our child with all my heart."

"I hold her up, my eyes locked on hers as I say, my voice low and husky." "You're not taking that pill again. We're done with birth control, Melanie. We're going to start a family." "I set her down, my hands still wrapped around her waist, my fingers digging gently into her skin." "I know we said we'd consider it, but I've been thinking about it a lot, and I'm ready to take the next step. I want us to have a child together, and I don't want any obstacles in the way." "I say, my gaze intense and commanding." "So, are you with me on this?"

"I deepen the kiss, my tongue tangled with hers as I carry her to the bed. I set her down gently, my hands still holding onto her hips as I pull back, my eyes burning with desire." "I've been wanting to do this all day," "I whisper, my voice husky with need." "To take my time, to explore every inch of you...to make you mine." "I say, my gaze dropping to her lips, my mouth inches from hers."

"I groan with pleasure, my hands slipping under her shirt to caress her skin. I break the kiss, my gaze dropping to her bra, my eyes burning with desire." "You're so beautiful," "I whisper, my voice low and husky." "Every inch of you is perfect." "I reach up, my fingers tracing the lace of her bra, sending shivers down her spine." "Can I touch you?" "I ask, my eyes locked on hers, my voice a low murmur."

"I smile, my eyes burning with intensity as I take in her words. I lean in, my lips brushing against her ear." "Good," "I whisper, my voice sending shivers down her spine." "Because I've been wanting to touch you like this for so long..." "I trail off, my fingers dancing across the lace of her bra, my thumbs playing with the cups, teasing her nipples."

"I moan with pleasure, my fingers digging gently into her flesh as I knead her breasts. My other hand moves down to her panties, rubbing her through the delicate fabric." "You're so wet," "I whisper, my voice husky with desire." "I love that." "I press my hand harder against her, my thumb brushing against her clit." "Do you like this?"

"I freeze, my eyes narrowing slightly as I feel a surge of irritation at her teasing. But then, my expression softens, and I smile, my tongue still circling her nipple." "Oh, you want to play like that, huh?" "I say, my voice low and husky." "Well, I can play too." "I pull back, my gaze burning with intensity as I look down at her." "You're going to regret playing with me, Melanie." "I warn, my voice dripping with menace."

"I spank her again, my palm connecting with her ass in a sharp crack. She lets out a small moan, and I can feel her muscles tense up beneath me." "You like that, don't you?" "I whisper, my breath hot against her skin." "You like it when I take control." "I continue to spank her, my strokes increasing in intensity, my hands stinging her skin."

"I feel her stretch around me, her muscles fluttering as I push deeper into her. I pause for a moment, my cock buried deep within her, and then begin to move slowly in and out, savoring the feel of her tight pussy wrapped around me." "You're so tight," "I whisper, my voice husky with pleasure." "So wet." "I thrust deeper, feeling her walls pulse around me."

"I smile, my face inches from hers, my eyes burning with intensity." "Good girl," "I whisper, my voice dripping with dominance." "You're learning." "I pull her hair tighter, my cock still pistoning in and out of her." "Say it again," "I command, my voice firm but gentle." "Apologize to me, Melanie."

"I grunt with pleasure, my strokes becoming even more forceful as I hear her words. I can feel her body trembling beneath me, her pussy clenching around my cock in response to my dominance." "Yes, you were a bad girl," "I hiss, my voice rough with passion." "A very bad girl." "I pause for a moment, my cock still buried deep within her, and then give her a hard, punishing thrust."

"I groan, my cock pumping into her one final time as I release a stream of hot cum deep inside her. I feel her muscles clench around me, milking every drop from my body." "Mine," "I whisper, my voice low and husky." "You're mine now." "I hold her close, our bodies still connected, and whisper in her ear."

"I watch as she takes the test and waits for the results, my heart racing with anticipation. When she finally holds up the stick, her eyes widening in surprise, I can't help but feel a surge of excitement." "Is it...?" "I start to ask, but she cuts me off, a huge smile spreading across her face." "Yes, it's positive!" "She exclaims, jumping up and down in excitement."

"I wrap my arms around her, holding her close as I smile down at her. My eyes are warm with affection and adoration." "You're welcome, my love," "I whisper, my voice low and husky." "I'm the one who's grateful. You've given me everything I could have ever wanted." "I kiss the top of her head, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me."

"I sit on the couch, trying to blend into the background as Melanie's mom talks to her in Spanish. I've picked up a few phrases here and there, but I'm not fluent. Melanie seems to be handling the conversation with ease, though. When they switch to English, I tune in more closely, my interest piqued." "Mami, I have something to tell you," "Melanie says, her voice hesitant."

"I watch as Melanie's mom hugs her, feeling a pang of warmth in my chest. I hadn't expected her to react this way, but I'm glad that she's taking it so well." "I know it came as a surprise," "Melanie says, her voice a little uncertain." "But Zander and I are really excited." "Her mom pulls back, her eyes shining with tears."

"I crumple to my knees, feeling like I've been punched in the gut. My eyes well up with tears as I stare at Melanie's shocked and terrified face. The sound of her head hitting the wall still echoes in my ears, and I can feel the weight of my mistake bearing down on me." "Melanie, oh god, I'm so sorry," "I whisper, my voice shaking with remorse." "I'm such a monster." "I reach out to her, desperate to make it right, but she doesn't move. She just sits there, frozen in fear, staring at me like she's seeing a stranger."

"I rush to Melanie's side, my heart racing with panic. I gently lift her chin, trying to get her to look at me, and that's when I see the blood on the wall. My eyes widen in horror as I take in the sight of the blood trickling down her face." "Melanie, oh god, baby, please," "I whisper, trying to keep my voice calm despite the chaos raging inside me." "You're bleeding, let me help you." "I carefully lift her into my arms, cradling her like a child, and stumble to the bathroom to get some cold water to stop the bleeding."

"I gently remove Melanie's hand from her stomach, my eyes locked on the small roundness that's become more defined since she got pregnant. I can feel my emotions swirling around me like a storm, guilt, regret, love, and protection all warring for dominance." "Melanie, please forgive me," "I whisper, my voice cracking with emotion." "I don't know what came over me, but seeing you like that... it reminded me of everything that's at stake here." "I hold her closer, feeling a sense of desperation wash over me." "You're carrying my child, our child, and I could have hurt it too." "The thought sends a chill down my spine."

"I feel a surge of panic at her words, my grip on her tightening involuntarily. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, and force myself to let go of her." "Melanie, please don't say that," "I beg, my voice rough with emotion." "I would never intentionally hurt our child. You know me better than that." "I look at her, pleadingly, my eyes searching for some sign of understanding or forgiveness." "I love you, and I love our child. I'm sorry for what I did, and I'll do anything to make it right." "I pause, trying to collect my thoughts." "Let me prove it to you. Let me show you that I'm committed to being a good father, and that I'll do everything in my power to protect and provide for our child."

"I feel like I've been punched in the gut again. I rush to Melanie's side, wrapping my arms around her and holding her close." "Melanie, no, no, no," "I whisper, my voice a gentle murmur as I try to calm her down." "It's okay, baby, I'm here. I've got you. You're safe." "I rock her back and forth, trying to soothe her." "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to trigger that. I didn't know it would happen." "I glance around, feeling desperate and helpless." "What can I do to make it stop? How can I make it better?" "I hold her tighter, my heart aching with regret and fear for what she might be going through."

"I feel a pang of guilt and regret as I see her touch the scar, my mind racing with memories of the past. I gently stroke her hair, trying to calm her down." "Hey, baby, it's okay. You're safe now. I'm here, and I'll never let anything happen to you again." "I take a deep breath, trying to push aside the demons of our past and focus on the present." "What can I do to help you? Is there something specific that triggers these episodes?" "I look at her with pleading eyes, desperate to understand and help her overcome the trauma she's endured."

"I feel a cold sweat break out on my forehead as I realize the extent of her trauma. I take a deep breath, trying to keep my emotions in check." "Melanie, I'm so sorry," "I whisper, my voice shaking with rage and regret." "I had no idea... I had no idea what you went through." "I gently brush a strand of hair behind her ear, my touch soft and tender." "I want to help you heal, baby. I want to be there for you, to support you through this." "I pause, looking at her with a mix of determination and trepidation." "But I need you to trust me. Can you do that? Can you trust me to help you through this?"

"I feel a surge of emotion at her words, my heart swelling with love and devotion. I pull her closer, my hands tightening around her waist." "I'll always be here for you, Melanie," "I whisper, my voice filled with conviction." "I'll never let anyone or anything hurt you again. You're mine, and I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe." "I look into her eyes, my gaze burning with intensity." "And I want you to know that I'm not just doing this out of obligation or duty. I'm doing it because I love you, because I need you, and because I can't imagine living without you."

"I feel a cold fury rising up in me at the mention of her father, my hands clenching into fists as I think about all the ways he's hurt her." "I'll kill him," "I whisper, my voice low and deadly." "I'll make him pay for what he did to you." "I look down at Melanie, my eyes burning with a fierce determination." "You don't have to talk about this anymore, baby. You don't have to remember it. But I want you to know that I'm here for you, and I'll always be here for you. And if anyone ever tries to hurt you again, they'll have to go through me first."

"I walk into the room, my eyes locking onto the sight of Melanie and Asher. I feel a surge of love and admiration for my woman, my gaze softening as I take in the tender moment between them." "Hey, baby," "I say, my voice low and gentle. I drop down beside her on the couch, reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair behind her ear." "You look beautiful with him," "I whisper, my eyes never leaving hers. I glance down at Asher, feeling a sense of pride and wonder at this little person who's brought so much joy to our lives." "He's such a good boy, isn't he?" "I ask, smiling softly at Melanie." "You're doing a great job taking care of him."

"I settle in on the couch, cradling Asher in my arms and gazing down at his tiny face. He looks up at me with big, sleepy eyes, and I feel my heart melt." "Hey, little man," "I whisper, rocking him gently back and forth." "Momma's gonna take a nap, but Daddy's got you now." "I smile, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me as I hold my son close." "As I sit there, I start to feel a unfamiliar stir within me, a desire to take care of Asher in every way possible"

"I feel a jolt of pleasure at the thought of our son inheriting my eyes. I can't help but smile, thinking about all the mischief and trouble Asher will get up to when he grows older." "He's definitely got your genes," "I say to myself, chuckling at the thought of this little ball of energy causing chaos in the future." "I gaze down at Asher, feeling a sense of pride and wonder at the tiny human in my arms. He's growing up so fast, and I'm grateful to be a part of his life."

"I look down at Asher, seeing that he's upset and starting to cry. I feel a surge of instinctive maternal protectiveness and immediately sit up straight, ready to comfort my son." "Hey, hey, little man," "I coo, trying to soothe him." "What's wrong, baby? Did you get hurt or something?" "I gently pick up Asher, cradling him in my arms and speaking softly to calm him down."

"I watch as Melanie takes Asher from me, feeling a pang of relief that the baby is calm again. I lean back into the couch, stretching out my arms and letting out a deep sigh." "You're right, sorry about that," "I say, running a hand through my hair." "I'm just not used to dealing with babies yet, I guess." "I look over at Melanie, who is now feeding Asher with a look of contentment on her face." "You're really good at this whole parenting thing, you know?" "I say, smiling slightly." "I don't know what I'd do without you."

"I chuckle, feeling a sense of warmth and closeness to Melanie at her words." "Yeah, he's definitely got a taste for the good things in life," "I say, my eyes locked on her breasts as Asher nurses. I can feel my body responding to the sight, my cock stirring with interest." "And he's definitely his father's son when it comes to appreciating a good pair of tits," "I add grinning comedicly"

"I look up at Melanie, concern etched on my face as I take in her exhausted expression." "Hey, baby, what's going on? Why can't you get him to sleep?" "I ask, setting my drink down and standing up from the table." "Maybe I can help you out," "I say, walking over to where she is standing with Asher." "I glance over at my men, seeing their shocked faces." "Yeah, we've got a son," "I say, a small smile playing on my lips." "Asher's his name."

"I sit down on the edge of the crib, watching as Melanie's voice washes over Asher. He stirs slightly, his eyes drifting shut as she sings to him. I feel a pang of emotion in my chest, listening to her gentle melody." "You have a beautiful voice," "I say, my voice low and husky." "You should sing more often." "I look up at Melanie, seeing the softness in her eyes as she gazes at our son." "He loves it when you sing to him," "I add, reaching out to gently run my finger over her hair."

"I wrap my arms around Melanie, pulling her close as I sit on the couch. I feel a sense of contentment wash over me, enjoying the warmth and closeness of being with my family." "Yeah, Asher's a little ball of energy," "I say to my men, smiling. I look down at Melanie, who's still resting against me." "Melanie's been doing a great job taking care of him. She's a natural mom." "I glance back at my men, seeing their curious expressions." "And he's definitely inherited his father's appetite," *I add, chuckling.

"I laugh, feeling a rush of pleasure at the playful slap to my hand. I wrap my arm around Melanie, pulling her closer and leaning in to whisper in her ear." "Ah, pero es que estoy hambriento de ti," "I say, my voice low and husky. I can feel my cock stirring with desire, and I know that I'm not just talking about food anymore."

"I chuckle and nudge Melanie's head gently with my chin, enjoying the warmth of her resting on my chest." "Yeah, it's come in handy," "I say, trying to sound nonchalant as I continue talking to my men. But I can't help but steal glances at Melanie, feeling a sense of satisfaction knowing that she's still getting used to my touch and affection in front of my associates." "So, what do you think, guys? Should we make a run for it tonight or lay low for a bit?"

"I slow down my pace as I approach the stairs, my senses on high alert. I can hear Melanie's soft sobs and my heart rate quickens with concern." "Melanie?" "I call out softly, trying to gauge the situation. I take a few more steps up, my eyes scanning the darkness of the hallway until I see her huddled on the bed, her body shaking with tears." "Baby, what's wrong?" "I ask, my voice low and gentle as I approach her."

"I wrap my arms around Melanie, holding her close as she sobs against me. I can feel her tension and anxiety melting away as she clings to me." "Oh, nena, I'm sorry," "I say, my voice filled with regret." "I should have told you. I was stupid, I know. But I had to take care of some business, and I didn't want to worry you." "I hold her at arm's length, looking into her eyes." "You're right, I should have talked to you. I promise it won't happen again." "I add, trying to reassure her."