Submitting to My Best Friend's Dad by Scarlett Rossi
Chapter 230 -

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"I think this hall would be wonderful," I said to James, giving a happy smile. At the moment, we were going over wedding plans. We were rounding even more things out, which was beyond exciting. Everyone was adjusting to the move well, too.

I'd jumped at the suggestion of a smaller compound. I didn't mind the downgrade in size. What was more important was that fewer eyes would be on us. We'd have another baby soon, and less stress would be wonderful. I could settle down as a mother.

Still, James was acting a tad distant, causing me to tilt my head. "What do you think?" I asked, causing him to snap his attention to me. He furrowed his brow, no doubt embarrassed, and gave a sheepish grin. He scanned the page on my

screen.

I turned to study him for a moment, asking softly, "Is everything okay?" As stressed as I was about him being the Don, I learned to work with him as opposed to getting so angry. That never helped the situation, after all. Took a while, but better late than never.

"Yes," James said, letting out a sigh. "I'm just tired. Work things, and all. I'll be fine," he said. I nodded, wondering if he could use some seducing. Was he too tired for fun? I didn't want to pester him if he was. When we finished going over these plans, I would give him a hint.

James refocused and looked at the hall, giving it his full attention and smiling broadly. "This looks perfect, yes. You wanted a fairy tale theme?" he asked, causing me to chuckle and give a shrug.

"Well, the kids will be there, but also, it fits with the pink horses and unicorns thing." I blushed a bit, thinking back to how he proposed to me. It was cute and kiddish, but it worked for me, and made me happy. That was what mattered. "I wanted things to be lighthearted."

He nodded, giving a wink. "We'll get some pink and white balloons, then. My suit won't need to be pink, right?" he asked, crinkling his nose. I laughed at him, turning my head to give him a kiss on the cheek and shaking my head. "No. Unless you get me angry enough. There won't be shouting, just the demand of a pink suit. Try not to step on my toes while going to the kitchen, in that case," I said, my tone a light-hearted and joking one. James chuckled along with me. "As you wish, your majesty," he said. He turned to give me a full, deep kiss on the lips, something I gladly accepted. A feeling of bliss washed over me at how tender he was. Things really had been changing for the better, and I couldn't be happier.

We went over a few other plans, such as the guests we would invite. James's family would be there, including Giovani, who he said helped him with many things. Including planning out that proposal! How clever.

I was happy for James and trusted him with all my heart now. Problems had kept coming up for us, but as he promised, they were always taken care of. That lingering incident with Allison hung on my mind a bit, but I thought about it less now that we'd moved to this smaller compound.

Security seemed to relax a bit more too. Not in terms of attentiveness, but just general demeanor. I thought we all felt that this place was safer. No more Cartwrights sending people and trying to hurt my family. At least, I hoped so. Anyway, when we finished going over a few more important items, I turned my head to study James. I asked, "Are you feeling well enough to take me to bed? You look like you need it with how stressed you are." My tone was sultry. James blinked, a hungry grin spreading across his face. In no time, I was swept up into his arms, though more gently than usual since I was carrying a child. I let out a joyous laugh as he placed me on the bed, giving me a wink. "I do need it, thank you, Becca. I want to hear you moaning for me," he said, his voice dripping with wanting. He took no time to remove my clothing, but slowed then, wanting to give a proper buildup first. I shuddered as he began planting kisses on my belly and torso.

His fingers began to brush against the most sensitive areas on my skin. I closed my eyes, getting lost in the sensation as he traced along my body. Eventually, he made his way to the sensitive flesh between my thighs. I let out a gasp as he slipped a finger in.

He inserted another, then a third, causing me to arch my back and let out a moan. I wanted more. The rich feeling of pleasure rushed through my body, and intensified, as James began to rub at my cl*t. Fluid began to spill from me, encouraging James further.

"That's it, baby," he said softly, climbing on top of me while he continued those actions. He leaned down and gave me a deep kiss, intensifying the movements of his hand and causing me to moan into the kiss. He gave a low grunt, and I could tell he was aroused now too.

He removed his fingers and ground against me, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. I let out a gasp, squirming beneath him, wanting him to take me as soon as possible.

James was focused on keeping the buildup going so that I would have a sweeter release, though. Much to my dismay. I wanted him now!

He let go of my nipple, only to give attention to the other. The way he swirled it with his tongue had more groans and moans spilling from me. Finally, I had to say, "James, f*ck me. I need it. Please." He enjoyed it when I begged him, that much I could tell.

He began to grind even harder, reaching down to undo his pants. His c*ck sprang out, throbbing and ready to fill me completely. I bit my lip, wanting him to do so now, and wiggled my hips for emphasis. Finally, he gave me what I wanted. James impaled me with his c*ck, causing me to cry out with wanting. I encouraged him to go harder, wrapping my arms around his torso and moving my hips with his thrusts. Pleasure coursed through me as the buildup to my release intensified.

He leaned to whisper into my ear, "Like that, baby? You're doing so good, taking me like this. I'll go harder if you want. Do you want me to go harder?" His voice was sultry and deep, causing me to let out a moan and squirm. "Yes," I whispered. "Harder, James. Please, harder." He gave me exactly what I wanted, going rougher as he slammed into me. My breasts jiggled as he took me with more intensity. The grunts and groans pouring from his lips caused me to gasp out with delight.

The feeling of his body pressing me down was addictive, and I was caught in the bliss of everything. I closed my eyes as James reached down and rubbed my cl*t while he pounded into me, forcing even more fluid to spill from me, and my moans to grow louder and more desperate

Moments later, my muscles clenched, and I let out a loud cry. I exploded around James, giving into my pleasure and letting a release wash over me. I felt him orgasm at the same time. A loud grunt spilled from his lips, one that sent shivers through me.

The Italian Stallion laid on top of me for a moment before moving his face to mine, locking me into a deep, tender kiss. I wrapped my arms around him, too tired for another round. The baby took a lot out of me, after all!

I could tell exhaustion radiated from him as well. "Thank you, Becca," he whispered into my ear after breaking the kiss. I let out a happy hum as he rolled off and pulled the blankets up to cover me. He went to the bathroom to take care of things before returning to take me into his arms.

My eyes closed as afterglow cocooned me. For a few hours, I fell asleep with James, able to take a long nap following sex. I felt so comfortable and warm, so happy in his arms. Eventually, I woke up before him, confirming his 'I'm tired' response. At least somewhat.

I knew there was something more, but I didn't plan on pressuring him to tell me. Rather, I got up to go visit the kids and see how they were. I entered the nursery, which was now set up properly, thankfully not something that had taken too long.

"Hi, Becca," Madeline said warmly. "How did the wedding planning go?" I blushed at that question and cleared my throat, taking a seat and watching the kids play. We at least got something done before sex!

"It went well," I said. "James was tired after we spoke for a bit, so we took a nap. I got up before him, wanted to visit the kids." I smiled as Dahlia crawled over to me, making grabby hands and showing she wanted to be picked up. I swept her into my arms and snuggled her close, placing a raspberry on her cheek and causing her to giggle like mad. Her happiness made my heart sing, and I found myself beyond thrilled at how much she was growing. "They've been wonderful!" Madeline said, looking toward my tummy curiously. "How have you been feeling lately? All is well per the doctor's observation, I hope?" she asked, ever thoughtful and concerned about my well-being and the developing baby's.

I smiled and nodded. "Yes, everything's wonderful. No complications, which is such a relief. Don't need the added stress. Sophia is planning a baby shower, and we need to set up a new room for the baby. We have a few free ones in this compound, after all. One next to the nursery."

"Oh, I know the room you're talking about. It'd be perfect!" Madeline exclaimed. Her smile widened, and she said, "If you need me to help you set it up, I definitely can. In fact, I would be honored."

Dahlia giggled and squirmed in my arms, indicating she wanted to be let down. I smiled and put her on the ground, watching as she crawled off to go play with some toys. Then, I refocused on Madeline and nodded.

"That would be lovely. Thanks so much, Madeline. I really appreciate all you do for us," I said, trying not to tear up or become overemotional. Lately, I'd been so happy, and despite the lingering sadness from the incident, my joy took center stage.

After chatting with Madeline about the baby shower for a while, I started playing with the kids for a few hours while she went out for errands. Things were finally looking up.