His eyes are still lit with amusement. And I’ll do anything to keep them that way. He raises a teasing brow at me. “Would you prefer I had a smaller cock, baby?”
“No, I happen to love your cock.” Oh my god, I can’t believe this is a real conversation we are having. “But-”
“Yes, baby, it’s going to fit inside your ass.”
I playfully hit his shoulder and he laughs harder. “Your cock is going to break me.”
His hand massages my ass as he opposite arm holds me. “You honestly think I’m going to take your ass without preparing you?”
“Well, you are possessive,” I point out.
“I am and I have no apologies about it but I’m also not a bastard. We enjoy pain and pleasure mixed together, Grace. But even I know that would be more painful than pleasurable. As you so put it I have a monster cock.”
“You do.”
He chuckles again. I fall deeper in love with him. “Gracie Mae Vale,” he says my name and my heart sings, “what am I going to do with you?”
“Keep me. Fuck me. Love me. Just to name a few,” I suggest with a cheeky grin.
His hold becomes tighter, his face tender. “I’ll do all of those things and more, Grace, but loving you. . .loving you is what I’ll never stop doing.”
“Ms. Vale,” the judge addresses me in a dry tone. I smile up at him with the confidence of a billionaire. He continues just as dryly, “Full custody of Connor Vale, your younger brother is what you seek.”
I nod my head. “Yes, your Honor.”
“And with the social worker, Steven, who was assigned Connor’s case has been fired due to the charges you have pressed against him, he is unable to testify against you in this matter,” he states needing no further comment.
We all wait patiently. Connor’s hand on mine tightens and I smile down at him. He smiles right back at me and I feel some of the nerves ebbing away.
“And your mother, also his mother, Vivian Vale, has been proved unfit to be his guardian and therefore has been denied custody of Connor.” Again, a statement. One of which I provide no comment.
I wait with bated breath for the verdict. “I hereby give you full custody of Connor Vale.” He slams down the gavel three times before rising from his stand.
Overjoyed both Connor and I jump up and down in each other’s arms, squealing with excitement.
Tears of joy fall down my face. I’m sure my mascara has me looking like a raccoon but I’m too thrilled to care.
When our jumping comes to an end Connor says happily and a tad out of breath, “I love you so much, sis, and I’m so proud of you.”
On cue the tears fall harder.
Then a small boxy object presses in the center of my back. Turning, I laugh and cry at the same time as I see Nico holding a tissue box. “Connor said you would need these.”
I pull out a couple tissues and dab my eyes before pulling out more to blow my nose.
“Thank you, Nico, for everything.” My voice is choked with emotion.
He smiles at me, dismissing me with a hand waved in the air. “You’re a friend, Grace. You never have to thank me.”
Connor then tugs excitedly on my hand. He’s bobbing back and forth on the balls of his feet. “Come on, sis! Oak is waiting for us!”
And then we’re off.
He runs out of the courtroom with his hand in mine, pulling me along behind him. I hear the faint chuckle of Nico behind us as he gathers his belongings.
Connor lets go of my hand the exact moment he sees Oak. With Oak’s arms wide open and his knees bent Connor jumps in his arms. “We won!” Connor shouts. Oak twirls him around in the air. Oak’s smile is brilliant, rivaling the sun, as Connor laughs with joy.
When Oak sets him down on his feet he ruffles his hair. And Connor doesn’t even pretend to be annoyed. He’s so happy. “I had no doubts, champ.”
