“Why?”
Because I’m pregnant with our baby. Because the second you touch me, I forget every reason I should tell you and every reason I should run.
Instead, I just said, “Because.”
He sat down on the edge of the bed, and my whole body grew too hot and weak at once.
“You miss me too, so why are you acting like this?”
I swallowed hard. “Because it didn’t feel good for you to admit your feelings, fuck me, and then dismiss me.”
He went still, and so did I.
We just looked at each other for a second, neither one of us knowing what the right thing to say was.
Then he looked at me in that way that always made me feel too seen and said quietly, “You’re so pretty to me.”
And just like that, whatever sense I had left started slipping.
TARIQ “REEK” HORTON
I knew I shouldn’t have been in Ava’s bedroom, but after seeing her at the baby shower, I couldn’t shake her from my thoughts. I never could, but this time the obsession burned like a sickness I couldn’t cure. When Big A and Saint stepped out back to smoke a blunt, I slipped inside her room. I told myself I just wanted to reconnect like friends catching up, a little flirting, getting close enough to breathe in her scent and take in her beauty up close. That’s all it was supposed to be.
But I pushed the pizza aside and climbed on top of her and our lips locked in a kiss that had been building since I walked in. Grabbing her face, I deepened it, bracing for her to shove me off. When she didn’t, when she pulled me closer instead, I went for it. In a rush, I yanked my dick free from my pants and thrust inside her. She was tighter, wetter, and warmer than I remembered, gripping me like she’d been waiting for this too.
I’d known she was mine since the first time I felt her. Still, I wasn’t the committing type. She deserved the world, a real man who’d put a ring on her finger and build a family with her. But that wasn’t me.
Despite me knowing better, I allowed our bodies to move together, but it felt off from how I usually handled women. I wasn’t just pounding away without a second thought. This was slower, deeper, like we were connecting in ways I didn’t recognize. It unsettled me, so I flipped the switch and fucked her rough, slamming in hard to chase that familiar feeling. She met every thrust, and her nails dug into my back. Both of us moaned quietly to keep the sounds from carrying through the door.
“I missed you so much, Ava,” I growled against her ear as my hips grinded deeper. “You’re so fucking beautiful, got me losing my fucking mind.”
She whimpered softly as her body wrapped around mine like it was made for this.
Her pussy fluttered around my dick, pulling me in tighter. “Look at you, making me this hard. Feel how bad I want you?”
AVA REYNOLDS
As he rode me, Reek's hands tugged at the hem of my shirt, trying to pull it up and over my head, but I shook my head against his mouth. “No,” I whispered nervously. “I'm cold.”
Luckily, he didn't push it. He just kept his grip on my hips instead, thrusting deeper. His dick filled me completely, stretching me in that perfect way that made my toes curl and my breath hitch. He pressed his body against mine and made everything feel too intense. His heat bled through my thin sleep shirt, his scent wrapped around me, and suddenly, there wasn’t enough air in the room. Being that close to him always did something reckless to me, but with his chest against mine and nowhere for my body to go, it felt worse. It felt like every nerve I had, had woken up at once.
Every stroke sent sparks through my body. The dick was so good that I didn't give a damn if Saint or Big A burst through the door right then. I wanted to let them hear my quiet moans, the wet sounds of him fucking me; nothing mattered except chasing this high with him. My legs wrapped tighter around his waist, pulling him closer, my pussy clenching around his thicknessas waves of pleasure rolled through me, making me forget everything else for those endless minutes.
Then he tensed, groaning low in my ear, and I felt him pulse inside me. He pulled out just in time for his cum to spill hot across my thigh. That moment snapped me back to reality. It was a stark reminder that he didn’t want kids. He only took what felt good in the moment, nothing more.
This was exactly the kind of chemistry I should've run from, the pull that hooked me every time even though I knew he just wanted sex and nothing real. Regret hit me hard as the aftershocks faded; what we'd just done only made the secret I carried feel heavier, like the bomb in my belly was ticking louder now, ready to blow up everything.
He rolled off me, tucking his dick back into his pants and zipped them up. The air in the room was suddenly thick and awkward. Both of us avoided each other's eyes with words stuck in our throats as we scrambled for what to say next. Then we could hear the sound of the back door sliding open and Big A and Saint’s voices carrying from outside. Reek's panicking eyes met mine for a split second before he slipped off the bed and out the door, leaving me alone with his babies on my skin and in my stomach, and the even bigger panic twisting in my gut about how I'd ever tell him about the baby.
TARIQ “REEK” HORTON
I slipped out of Ava’s room and quietly hurried down Saint’s hallway. I realized I couldn’t remember the last time I was this scared. Probably not since I was a kid. I wasn’t scared because I thought Saint would do something to me if he caught me leaving his sister-in-law’s room. I wasn’t scared of Saint, but I respected him.
If I was willing to stand ten toes down behind Ava, if I wanted to claim her for real, I wouldn’t have been sneaking around his house. I would’ve walked right through that motherfucker and dealt with whatever came behind it.
But I didn’t want that.
If Saint caught me slipping out of Ava’s room while I was still publicly tied to Sienna, he wouldn’t take that shit lightly. Neither would Big A, Sincere, Icon, or Legend, once it got back to them that I was willing to risk Project 83, Langford, all that political shit, over reckless sex with a woman I knew damn well I wasn’t trying to build with. And that part made me look foul, because I had too many other options for casual pussy.
