Darien stretched and felt the cold space next to her in the bed. Marcellus was gone. By the temperature of the sheets, he had been gone a long time. I have to get used to waking up this way, she thought to herself. As soon as her feet hit the floor, a wave of dizziness set in. She leaned over the side of the bed with her head resting on her up drawn knees and waited for it to pass before she did anymore moving. The dizziness had not happened in a while and the throwing up had stopped. Her body had changed in ways she had never imagined. What used to fit, no longer fit. What once looked good on her, no longer looked good. The only thing that had yet to change was the ferocious sexual appetite that she and Marcellus had for one another. If anything, it had increased. She walked to the bathroom smiling as she remembered the night before.
As she washed her hair, she thought about her day. She had plans to go shopping with Rya. Marcellus had told her the rubber band holding her pants together was no longer acceptable. He was convinced by not wearing maternity clothes that she was smothering his daughter and stunting her growth. Darien relented and said she would go by new clothes. Marcellus had gladly turned over his credit card to her. Rya had convinced her they needed the special treatment so they had decided to make a day out of it. First, they would shop, then they would eat, and the salon was the final stop of their day. Darien looked forward to the salon the most. She wanted to feel pampered and pretty since she seemed to be growing rapidly by the day.
Darien was in the massage chair while Rya lay on the massage table next to her. Darien was enjoying her massage so much that she almost did not hear Rya when she began talking about how Church and Marcellus were discussing life outside of the business. "I'm sorry what did you say?"
"I said that Church and Marcellus have plans to turn the whole operation over to Jimmy."
"Are you sure you heard that right?" Darien questioned.
"I know for certain since Church has been talking about marrying me and I keep telling him to save the talk for someone else. I am not marrying him until he is legit." Rya sighed. "It is one thing to fuck around with a known criminal, but I will not marry his ass."
Darien thought about what Rya said, and knew she was right. Even though she was not speaking in terms of her and Marcellus, Rya spoke the truth. There was no future for them if Marcellus did not leave his illegal dealings behind, and she knew in her heart that she could never ask him to give it up for her and their daughter. That was a decision Marcellus would have to make himself.
Marcellus sat as his desk contemplating his next move. He had just got off the phone with Carlo. Carlo wanted what he always wanted – money. The more he got the more he wanted. Marcellus' organization had been under Carlo since the bosses had allowed Marcellus to set up his own shop. Marcellus was high on the food chain, but Carlo was higher thanks to the efforts Marcellus and his crew put forth.
"So, how much does he want?" Church asked Marcellus.
"You wouldn't believe it if I told you." Marcellus stood and turned to face the view. Every since he and Darien had decided to work this relationship thing out, he had been thinking of nothing but waking up to her every morning without the weight of this world on his shoulders. He knew she would never marry him as long as he was not legal, so he had to go legit and fast. Marcellus knew she would not wait for him much longer. So far, she had not mentioned it, but the closer she got to giving birth to their daughter, the more he felt his time was running out.
"Don't stress the small stuff man. You still have time." Church knew what Marcellus was going through. Before he met Rya, he could have hustled all his life. When he had proposed to her and she turned him down because of his occupation, he knew then he would rather be broke than to be without Rya.
"One hundred million is not small stuff," Marcellus turned to look at Church. "Churchboy, I have to do this last transaction. That is the only way I will be able to give Carlo that type of money, but something inside me knows he will do something to sabotage me."
"So what are we going to do?" Church asked.
"I may have to do this one alone." Marcellus' voice was distant. The way he had phrased the sentence was not wasted on Church.
"You've never been alone in this and you won't be alone in it now." Church stood to his full height and looked Marcellus in the eye. "We ride or die together."
Marcellus nodded and they sat down to discuss their strategy.
It was midnight by the time Marcellus entered the bedroom that he now shared with Darien. She was asleep, as he had suspected she would be. His pressure on the bed caused her to stir. Her sleepy eyes looked up at him a smiled. "I missed you today," she said.
"Not as much as I missed the two of you." Marcellus rubbed her baby bump that had gotten a little rounder. Although she was showing, it was a small bump for someone that was going into her sixth month. Looking at Darien would leave you guessing on how far along she was. She was one of those women that just did not gain any more weight than what was normal.
Marcellus smiled as she stretched her arms out to him. He gladly went into those arms that had been offered and he pulled her closer to him. Darien snuggled into him as he asked how her how was her day. As she replayed her day for him, he began to play with her nipples. She giggled. Since the beginning of her pregnancy, her nipples had become a sensitive spot. Lately playing with her nipples made her come so close to exploding that she would often tell Marcellus to slow down. Marcellus kissed her behind her ear and heard her slight moan. He knew he was more than ready to take her hard and fast but due to the pregnancy he had to go slow.
Marcellus began slowly gliding his hand up and down her body while his other hand continued to play with her nipples. Darien bit down on her lip to stop herself from moaning aloud. Marcellus bit her gently on the neck and urged her legs apart. He immediately felt the heat at her center. "Why are you trying to play hard to get? You know you want me?" He said this close to her ear as he entered her from the back.
Darien moaned deep in her throat as Marcellus continued to stroke her to orgasm. Marcellus held her leg up into the crook of his arm and pumped into her. He nearly lost it when her sugar walls caressed him and sucked his dick deeper into her core. "You like that, huh?" Marcellus asked as he went deeper. "Tell me how do you want this?"
"I w-want." Darien could not get her thoughts together to form her words. She finally just spat out, "Fuck me, Marcellus. Fuck me deep." He liked it when she got vulgar. "I want you to fuck me and then I'm going to suck you clean."
Marcellus almost came at the sound of her words. "I might have to take you up on that one, baby." He felt his balls begin to tingle with his oncoming orgasm. Marcellus pinched her nipple hard as he pushed into her one final time and felt his sperm fill her. Marcellus pulled out of her reluctantly. Darien immediately began to suck his dick into her hot mouth and slowly seduced another orgasm from him. Marcellus tangled his hands in her hair as she swallowed every drop of him. Breathlessly, Marcellus lay back on the bed. Darien crawled up to him and kissed him lightly on the mouth, biting his bottom lip gently.
Marcellus lay quiet for a moment. He was holding Darien where had hoped to keep her, close to his heart. "I'm almost done, you know." Darien remained quiet. She did not want to believe that what she had been wishing for was coming true.
After waiting for a response and not getting it, Marcellus eased his arm from around her and leaned over her. "Tesoro, did you hear me?"
Darien bit her lip. "Yes, I heard you."
"So what do you say?"
