They still had a lot to talk about, but he could be quiet for an hour or two while they did what they did best.

He pulled her dress over her head and his mouth immediately went to suck her small breasts. She undid his pants and slid them down, her hand finding its way to his already hard dick. It had been too damn long.

He kissed down her belly, stopping at the scar on her side.

"You sure I won't hurt you? Does it still hurt?" He rubbed the scar, which angered him seeing it on her.

"It's sensitive but it doesn't hurt."

"I hate this happened to you." He kneeled down and kissed the scar, then kissed all over her stomach. Then he moved her thong to the side and slid his tongue inside her. "I missed this."

He licked her folds and played with her clit, sucking on it just right till she squirted on his mustache. He kept sucking her to catch all her juices spilling over.

"Oh Hook, that feels good, don't stop."

He paused to get up and lay her down on the bed. He disposed of his clothes then he went back to feasting on her delicate flower. Buried his face in her, using his fingers to dig deep in her while his tongue continued to flick along her nub, sucking it as she shivered.

"Mmm Hook, you can do that all night," she said, holding his head in place.

"Girl, I got this," he said, having no problem feasting on her.

"Baby, that feels so good. I love it!"

After he knew she had enough, he wanted to be inside her. He laid back in the bed and pulled her on top of him.

"You should be on top. I don't want to hurt you."

"I told you-"

"Girl, if you don't get on this dick..."

"Ok, daddy," she said with a smile.

She grabbed him and pushed him to her center and rocked her hips till he was fully inside of her. She gyrated her hips up and down his shaft and he felt his eyes go back in his head. She was so wet and the sloppy, sloshy sounds were taking him there. He held her hips, grinding her down on him.

"F-fuck," he muttered feeling her cumming down him in a river.

She kept slamming her hips down on him riding him harder and faster. He wanted to be gentle on her, but he wanted to fuck her till she couldn't feel her legs anymore.

He pulled her up and lay her on her belly, then pulled her ass back to him so he could enter her from behind. She was so wet and tight.

"Damn baby," he muttered, holding her ass as he stroked in and out of her.

He pulled out so he could see all her cum glistening over his dick. He slowly entered her again, pushing all the way in then pulling out again. He did that a couple of times as Angel moaned and screamed out.

"S-st-op! Keep it in!"

"Don't tell me how to fuck you," he grunted, continuing what he was doing. "Does it feel good?"

"Yes!"

He turned her over on her back, hovered above her, kissing her as he made his way back inside of her.

"Tell me if I hurt you," he said between kisses. "I want to make love to you now."

He knew the difference now. The way her body fit with his, the way she held him by the waist, the way their kisses and moans were rhythmic with each other, it felt like they were one. He kept kissing her as he thrust in and out of her, gyrating his hips against hers. He grabbed one of her long legs and put it around his waist. Her hips lifted to meet his.

"Cum for me baby," he whispered in her ear.

He felt her grip around his length and felt the release of all her sweet juices. He was not done with her, not by a long shot.

They went to the shower barely getting clean, getting more sweaty and nasty by making love in there.

Hours later, he was finally spent.

Only three hours of sleep and he had to get to work.

She was still sound asleep, peaceful like a baby. At least he knew he satisfied her. He knew if nothing else they had a nice sex life.

But was that enough?

The sex was great, as it always was with them. It felt different though. He knew he loved her, he knew she loved him, but he felt like he was holding back with her like he was not into it. He was going through the motions, and they never had any problems in the sex department. Everything else was going well in their relationship, why did he feel like now, the sex wasn't the best.

He did not let that show with her. He enjoyed her. What the hell could be wrong with him? Angel was everything. Gorgeous, smart, independent, didn't need him...

There it was!

He was Captain Save Em. He needed a woman that needed him. Angel not needing him when it came to real danger had fucked his head up. He felt like it took away some of his manhood. He was supposed to be there to take that bullet. He had to get past that.

Now she had to deal with him having a baby by someone else. It was a lot to ask of her. He did not know if they would make it through this. He still felt some kind of way about having another kid. He loved kids, he did, but he knew he could not afford another. He was barely making it with the two he had.

Angel woke up and immediately started rubbing his morning wood.

"Girl," he said, moving her hand.

"What? I missed it. I want to play with him."

"My dick is not a toy."

"Can we stay in bed all day and make love," she said, kissing his neck. "I can't get enough of my gorgeous man."

"It's Monday, we both have work," he said, pulling her to him. "Last night was the best baby."

"I'm sore all over. I think I will work from home," she said. "Can you stay with me?"

"I can't Ang," he said, kissing the top of her head then getting out of the bed. "I don't have a work from home type of job."

She let out a groan. He grinned at her.

"Your parents gone all week? I can come back later."

"And cook?"

He chuckled. "Just fuck you and feed you, huh?"

"Yes please!"

He was trying to get dressed but Angel came up on him, hugging him and kissing him. She was damn sexy when she was clingy.

"You not trying to let me leave, huh?"

"Just one more time," she said, pulling him to bed.

Well, he had to keep his woman satisfied.

*************
What was he going to do with another kid on the way? The more that sat in the angrier he got. He was mad at himself. He told himself after Symone he was done having babies unless he was serious about the woman.

Since then yes, some of his honies ended up pregnant and he gladly paid for an abortion. Only if they wanted it. He never forced them. He was never serious about them. As much as he got on his friend Davion for having so many kids, he would have been in the same boat.

Now he was about to have another kid.

At work, he looked over his reports and ledgers. It all looked Greek to him. He did not go to school and learn how to balance money, he learned about getting his hands dirty inside an engine. He had an accountant company that handled his money coming in and out. When he looked at the reports they sent him, he barely understood a thing. He knew they were pulling a profit but barely.

He needed to make more money, that was the bottom line. Maybe stop giving everybody he knew plus their mommas and cousins the "Hook it up" discount. Probably more ways to make a better profit and pay himself and his employees more but he did not know a thing outside of charging more.

Angel would know. She had a Master's degree in business. She started a business in her basement and now she was about to open a store. She said she did not have help from Matthew or her parents, but she had them to fall back on if she failed. That's how the rich stayed rich and the poor couldn't get ahead.

They never discussed money. Why would he? One look at her and he knew she had it. One look at him, you knew he just got by.

He never felt the pressure of not being enough for Angel till now.

What was their future going to look like?

With a third kid to take care of, he would barely be able to pay all his bills, let alone take her out on a good date. Hell, he would not even be able to feed her right. Had Angel ever eaten a bologna sandwich in her life? Ramen noodles? That is what he was going to be living on.

A/N: I know my readers want a happily ever after, but here is the point where I don't see it. How? Money aside, they are in two different worlds!
I'm still working toward that happy ending though! I'll figure it out.

XOXO
Kimberly