Jason's POV

Take you home to mama. That's Malarie's mom. :)

The days had past fairly fast at Disneyland, and it was time to go back home to Nevada. Malarie and I were both saddened about our leaving, but we promised to come back once our child got of age.

"We are almost landed, please sure to buckle up." The pilot spoke on the intercom. I nodded even though he couldn't see me. I buckled both myself and Malarie up.

I glanced down at her sleeping in my arms. She has been sleep the whole entire ride here. I gently massaged her back, loving the feel of her beautiful tanned skin. She adjusted a little more, holding onto my waist.

"I love you." I pecked her pouty lips, as I keep rubbing the small of her back.

"Mr. McCann, we have landed. Do you need help loading your luggage in your awaiting car?" Ruben, the flight attendant asked.

"Yes please, that would be fine. Thank you." I set up, holding my darling in my hands, as I headed to the front of the jet. I could see my car waiting on us.

"Thank you Ruben. Here you go man." I gave him a tip, not knowing how much it was. But it was a deed for him helping me.

"You're welcome sir, and thank you! Enjoy the rest of your day." He smiled widely, going back into the jet.

I didn't make too much of a mess... this time. Ruben and two other flight attendants, have to clean up after me and the squad all the time. But being with Malarie, has taught me to clean up after myself. Along with being a little considerate of others.

I walked down the stairs, making sure not to go to fast. I still have Mal in my hands. I open the passenger door, gently placing her in the seat. I buckled her up, heading over to my side. Doing the same with my seatbelt, I started the car heading on home.

The drive back home wasn't too long. I played my music low, while singing along. Mrs. Sleepy head, stayed sleeping like a little baby. Our child really is draining her. She can barely hang at night. But I keep forgetting, she's never been a night person. She always go to bed at a reasonable hour. If we aren't messing around that is.

Pulling up into the driveway, I park the car. They guys aren't here, so my baby and I will have the house to ourselves. The way I secretly like it. Getting out the car, I head over to Malarie's side. I try picking her up, but she put up a bit of a fight.

"No Jason leave me alone." She cutely mumbled, pushing me away. I had to stare at her in awe for a couple of seconds.

Snapping out of Malarie land, I scooped her up in my arms. Ignoring her groggy complaints. "Baby we have to get some rest. We're meeting your mom tomorrow." I shut the door with my foot, making sure to lock the doors.

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Next day

"Baby hurry up! You told your mom we would meet her over an hour ago." I call out, as I lie on the bed patiently.

"Shut up Jason! Be patient you cute butthole man." She yelled back terrifyingly. I couldn't resist the urge to laugh. So I did.

She came storming out of our bathroom, in a grey bra and unbuttoned jeans. I was also aware of her, firmly holding a brush in her hand.

Oh hell no! If she thinks she will get away with hitting me this time. She's sadly mistaken.

"I heard you laughing at me, you freaking jerk." She briskly walked over to me, raising the brush up to throw at me. I dodged it, by grabbing ahold of her hand.

"Stop trying to throw stuff at me. I need my teeth. I wasn't laughing at you like 'ha ha', I was just laughing because you called me a 'butthole man'." I spoke calmly, looking at her pissed face.

"I don't care. You're still laughing at me... I can't even button my stupid jeans." She began to cry.

Damn you were just yelling at me. Angry to sad, really quick.

"Then wear another pair... it's not that hard Mal." I stated matter-of-factly.

"You're so inconsiderate, you damn asshole. I can't fit shit." A punch to my chest, caught me of guard.

"You are not even big! You're just freaking out... because we're meeting your mom. So stop cursing and hitting me." I softly shook her.

"NO I AM NOT! My clothes really don't fit you- ugh! I'll do anything I feel like doing!" Her yelling echoing off the walls.

"Do you need some dick?" I shouted in her face. She gave me a little snarl, rolling her eyes. "No I don't Jason."

"Are you sure? Because right now, you are acting like you need some in your life." I glared at her. Growing a bit irritated.

"Maybe." A whisper emitted from her lips. "I know you do. You have been getting crazy lately." I honestly uttered.

"I'm sorry, I admit I have." She looked down at her feet nodding. "It's okay, but you have to chill out.""Yes I do. I just get myself worked up for nothing." I nodded in agreement to her. "That you do. Call your mom, and tell her we are stuck in traffic or something.

After Malarie horribly lied to her mother, about me having a "dentist" appointment. I slowly took off the rest of her clothes. Being the nervous wreck she had always been, she shakily assisted me with my clothing as well. It doesn't matter how many times we have sex, she still gets extremely nervous.

SEXUAL CONTENT DOWN BELOW!!

"Relax." The rasp in my voice, coming out lust filled. "Babe just put it in already." Her impatience, caused me to give her an annoyed look.

"Stop rushing me. Before I let you stay grouchy all day." I lowered my head to her wetness, smirking wickedly.

"I know I'm a grouch, and it's nobody's fault but mi-Oh." A sexy moan emitted from her pretty little mouth.

I love cutting her off.

I took my time, delivering long steady strides against her pink core. She was squirming against my touch. And I loved every minute of my torturous assault. I would lick her rapidly, then stop abruptly... blowing cool air against her sex. It definitely drove her over the edge.

"Mmm." I moaned as I thrusted my tongue inside over glory. I glanced up at her, proceeding to make my licks and sucks more powerful.

"Jason baby, oh my... ahh." She kept her gaze on me, as she bit on her bottom lip sexily.

I gently slid two fingers inside of her, pumping extra slowly. "Go faster Jason, go fast." Malarie pleaded, while attempting to thrust herself against my fingers.

"I think I want to tease you some more. You been such a bad girl lately. Throwing stuff at me, hitting me, and cursing too." I worked my fingers even slower than before.

I swirled my tongue on her throbbing clit, keeping her from moving away from my very greedy tongue. "Please, Jason please. Baby don't tease me anymore." I ignored her, pumping faster inside her.

"Ahh. Baby don't stop." Her head fell back on the pillows, as I pumped and sucked on her sexiness.

"Are you ready for the real thing?" I asked, still pumping my fingers lightly in her. "Mhm... yes." She answered, still with her eyes tightly shut.

I pulled my fingers out of her, lining my cock with her entrance. I slowly slid into her, instantly making a gasp emit from Malarie's lips. Interlacing our fingers, I leaned down planting a chaste kiss upon her lips.

Everything I do is going to be slow. I want Malarie to see I can be gentle and affectionate. We don't always have to have rough, crazy sex. But we can have slow passionate love making. I really chose today to go slow... knowing her mother will be waiting. Nothing is never planned with me.

"Oh my gosh, I feel you Jase." Tears fighting their way out of her eyes, as I proceeded on giving her long deep strokes. Not rushing into anything, just being slow with her.

She unclutched one of our hands to massage her breast. Squeezing and smacking them. I wanted to so badly pound into her so hard, just for that little move. I kept my composure, and turned her body to the side. If I'm not willing to go hard, I am willing to change positions.

"Jason I understa- ah my damn. Baby I know you're trying to go slow, but I'm so used to you being rough with me." She stretched her arm back, running her hand up and down my happy trail.

"I know that, and I feel bad you only know what hardcore is. Let me just, make love to you for a while. Okay?" She nodded, grabbing my hand to kiss it.

For the next fifteen minutes or so, we were both making love. Just delicate movements, as she quietly moaned. She also didn't think she could reach an orgasm, because we were going slowly. That's was a lie. She reached many.

I finally pulled out, tugging her up by her hair. She shot me a sexy knowing smirk. "Did you like the slow, and passionate baby?" She nodded. "Yes I did. But when I'm really horny, I want hot and rough. Like nonstop wiener." What even?

"What the fuck? Babe the mood is ruined. You just really said 'wiener' though." I laughed, rubbing her very erect nipples.

"Well I can't say 'give me your nonstop dick', can I?" I slapped her ass hard. She yelp in pain of course.

"No you cannot. Let's stick with the basic, eh." I positioned her on her knees, ready to drill. "Alright, buns out... wiener." I tapped her ass with my very hard cock.

"Babe you're so crazy, do you kno-OH MY GOSH!" I slammed into her, not waiting for any sign of protest.

We haven't had real sex in a long time. Don't get me wrong, I love blow jobs, eating her out, and fingering her. But I've missed actual penetration- using my dick.

"You like that?" I asked, as I was beating her little pussy up. I took her silence and squeals as my answer.

"Oh my- oh my goodness, I've missed this so much." She moaned, as our bodies rocked back and forth. Her boobs swinging every which where, as my sweat droplets fall down on her back.

I decided to get a bit dominate with her. Only because I love when she answers me. "You. Have. Been. Such. A. Bad. Girl." I began my firm thrust, while she let her legs go weak.

I guess I can get deeper in this position.

"I know... oh my goodness, oh my goodness!" She was almost laying on her stomach, so I had to hold her up slightly.

"You. Better. Start. Respecting. Me. Do you hear me?" Each word, I pierced a little harder inside of her.

"Yes baby, I hear you. I was a very naughty girl." She looked at me seductively, pulling my face towards her.

The kiss was so hot, tongue and saliva everywhere. It's funny because she took lead. I never let a girl take lead... except when I was younger.

"Take me up against the wall Jason." She sucked my fingers, trying to make me cum right then and there.

With a nod of my head, she was quickly picked up, and placed against the beige colored wall. I thought the wall would weaken, all due to our loud slams. Though it didn't, nothing more than pictures falling onto the ground did damage.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me Jason... I'm sorry I'm cursing. Oh my gosh, please forgive me lord I have sinned. But this feels so good." She was in full hysterics, biting down on my shoulder blade.

"Oh fu- oh my fuck, I'm about to cum." I groaned, feeling the virile in my body about to give out.

"I feel it too, baby I feel it too." She sucked on my lip, kissing me sloppily.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fucccckkk." I felt my voice crack, and I was cumming in her like it was no tomorrow. I weakly pulled her off of me, dropping down to the ground.

That's when I felt her touching my still very sensitive cock. She had put me in her mouth, sucking fiercely. "What the fuck Malarie? I screamed out her name, in a high pitched voice.

Damn, I'm such a pussy... who eats pussy.

"I'm giving you a nice thank you, for what you did for me." She giggled pumping my almost hard again member. "I know what you're doing. You know I have to wait a couple minutes, to be able to perform again." Malarie didn't listen, she kept pumping and sucking on me.

"Malarie! Fuck you're a horrib- OH fuck baby." I was being drove over the edge. And she was liking it.

"Go ahead Jason, scream MY name. Let people hear you say it." She taunted me, as she played with my ball sacks. "MALARIE! Shit, please no more baby love."

She's one of the fewer women, who can actually make me scream out like a complete and utter woman. I felt that sensation in the pit of my stomach. And again, I came violently. That wasn't enough for her. She kept sucking and making slurping sounds.

"Oh fuck!" I moaned, shooting out some more. "OW! OW! In my eye, cum in my eye." I could feel Malarie roll off of me. Followed by her feet, padding inside the bathroom.

I weakly got up, stumbling to the bathroom. I walked inside, seeing her rinsing her eyes out.

Oh shit! It's all on her face... and in her hair.

"How the hell did you, let it get all on your face like that?" I walked over to our towel cabinet, getting a face towel.

"I was so mesmerized, by how you were holding your mouth open. I kind of forgot, you were almost close." I wet the towel, hearing her chuckled.

"You have to be careful, I can't control where it goes." Placing the wet towel on her eye, I chuckled along with her too.

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"Ouch, it still hurts Jason." Malarie whined. Looking in the rearview mirror, at her now slightly red eye.

"Baby what do you want me to do? I already feel bad. We've been putting cold towels on it all morning."

"I know we have, it's just my eye is really irritating me. I don't want my mom to see it. She will for sure ask what happened, and you know I'm a bad liar." I pulled her face closer to mine, pecking her pouty lips.

"I'm sorry for getting you in the eye, I didn't think you could make me cum multiple times like that." A very embarrassed giggle, escaped from my mouth.

"It's not your fault, I was lusting over your vulnerability." A kiss was gently placed on my chin. "Now let's go inside, before my mom thinks we've stood her up."

I nodded, grabbing my jacket from the backseat. That's when I saw Malarie putting Chap stick on, wearing a pair of glasses. I guess she saw me looking at her... with my mouth open.

"Am I ugly with them on? Oh my gosh I am huh? That's it I'm taking them off." She went to take them off, but I held her hands back. "I like them, they make you look more intelligent babe." She blushed, playfully rolling her eyes.

"Come on corny butt." She opened her door, getting out of the car.

I did the same, sprinting over to her side. Grabbing her small hands into mine. We began walking to her front door, not before locking the car doors that is. Since I was parked in the driveway this time, we didn't have to worry about walking far.

"So... are you sure, your father and brother aren't going to be home today?" I asked, looking for certainty.

This time I won't take it easy on anyone. I can't get my ass kicked again. I just can't.

"I am positive that they will not be here. It's after two in the afternoon, and they both are working." She assured me ringing the doorbell.

"Wait, what about your sister Jessa?" I gulped, knowing she dislikes me as well.

"She went back to school, in Arizona. Babe calm down, it will only be mom and my baby brother Albert."

As I went to say more, the door opened revealing her mother. She looked surprisingly excited to see us.

"Finally you two, bring your narrow behinds out that fancy car." She smiled, pulling us into a warm tight hug.

"Mommy you are squeezing the life out of us." Malarie mumbled, giggling.

"I'm sorry sweeties. Come on in, tell me about your Disney vacation."

Malarie and I nodded in unison, going inside the house

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"So... why are you wearing your glasses today?" Nia asked, looking quite interested in knowing. All while she dipped her Oatmeal cookie in milk.

Malarie and I both tensed, knowing exactly why she was wearing her glasses. I mean I can see her red eye, even with the glasses on. I saw her mom give a slight smirk, as her baby brother smacked me in the face.

"Ouch Albert, you just hit me in the face." I chuckled, tickling his chubby belly. "No, Malawee say top it." He spoke not saying any words right.

"Stop Jason, leave my baby brother alone." Malarie playfully smack my hands, speaking in a baby like voice.

"Are you going to answer my question like an adult, or do you want me to guess?" I gulped, while Malarie shook her head.

"Well, why don't you want me to guess sweet pea?" Her mom gave her a playful smirk. Mal held her head down ashamedly. What's up with her?

"Because you are always right." A whisper coming from her mouth, as she looked up at her mom. "Well, did you rinse it all out?" I frowned, not believing she knows what went down.

"Oh my gosh mom!" Malarie exclaimed, while blushing. "Oh stop it, I was a teenager before. At least you didn't get it in your nose. Or did you?" I cleared my throat awkwardly.

"No mom... just in my eyeball." Her mom chuckled, taking off Malarie's glasses to examine her eye.

"Wow. You really got my daughter good, Jason." A loud laugh came from her mouth, as I buried my face into baby Albert's curly hair.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, it happens. And so do babies guys. Be careful, that's all I'm saying- well it's too late for that."

"How did you even know mom?" I looked up, glancing at a Nia chuckling to herself.

"Oh come on honey, you are my daughter. I know you are a terrible liar. Even if you weren't a horrible liar, I couldn't help but hear those kisses in the background." Malarie's cheeks were so red, I just knew they were hot.

"You Nia, are very good at detective work." I complimented, as she and Malarie got up. "Mhm, watch Albert for me Jason, I have to clean her eye out more." I nodded, letting Albert take off my hat.

"Lips." Albert pocked my lips, making a pouty face. "What's wrong buddy?"

"Kiss." He poked out his lips. I soon realize what he wanted. "No buddy I can't give you a kiss. We are boys. Boys don't kiss man."

He soon began to cry, begging me to give him kisses. I don't know why he wanted me to, I hardly know him, and I just don't feel comfortable doing so.

"Pwease, pwease ... kisses." He sadly sniffled, wiping his little red nose. I couldn't take his cries and pleads any longer, so I did what any other person would do. I gave the baby boy a kiss.

"You want kisses?" I cooed, watching his little face light up. "YES! YES!" He bounced in my lap ecstatically.

"Well come here." I gave him a big kiss on his rosy cheek. Making sure to make the big smooch sound.

A sudden feeling came over me, one I never felt before. I gave him another kiss, followed by several more.

"Aw my boyfriend is kissing my baby brother, mom." I heard Malarie loudly whisper. I playfully rolled my eyes, gently rocking a now tired looking Albert in my arms.

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Malarie's POV

As my mom finishes up, putting eye drops in my eye. We both hear Albert's cute little giggles. Rushing out the bathroom, we peek our heads in the living room. Jason was giving Albert sweet kisses all over his cheeks. I inwardly awed at the sight. He even giggle himself, as he received an Eskimo kiss. Those are his favorite. He's yet to tell me why.

"Aw, my grandchild is going to love his or her daddy." A smile made its way on my mother's face.

"Hey! I'm going to be a good mommy as well." I replied, pouting childishly.

I'm not afraid to admit, I am a bit jealous she said that. I love Jason I do, but we both know I'm probably going to be the stricter parent. While he plays the role of the cooler and funnier one.

"I know you are going to be a good mom. I never said you weren't. I see the way you are with Albert. I just never believed Jason McCann would be a parent at all."

"I see what you're saying." I hugged her. "See?" I nodded in her arms. She pulled me into the kitchen.

"Now missy, no more bodily substances in your eyes. You both be careful when using that thing. It will make your eyes get like that again. All red and irritated." I embarrassedly, turn away from her nodding my head.

"There's nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed about. Actually, you are yet to tell me about your first time with him. Or how you got semen in your eye." She pulled out a chair, pointing to it.

I groaned trudging over to it. I don't want to tell her about my first time- in other words my being raped. And I most definitely don't want her to know how I got Jason's release in my eye.

"We're mother and daughter here, so I feel as if we should tell each other everything. We have always told each other everything." I smiled at her statement.

It's true, we do tell each other everything. My mom is like my best friend, but my mother as well. She can be all cool one day, then act like my parent the next day. I love her for that.

"You know I can't lie to you mommy dearest. Well he went slowly with me our first time." I lie. He went really fast, and rough.

"Um, he did use a condom my first time. It was really painful mom... and I cried a little bit." I weakly smiled, looking down. Lie, all lies. I cried a lot, and it was a pain unbearable.

"Did he uh, take your... virginity without you wanting him to?" My blood ran cold. I wanted to cry so badly, though I didn't. I kept the tears in.

Of course he took my virginity unwillingly. Did it hurt? Hell yes. But will I ever tell anyone? No, I wouldn't do that to him. Even if he's raped me four times in counting. One time being just his finger. No I couldn't do that. Not to my unborn child's father. Not to the man I so badly love.

"No he didn't, I wanted to do it." I answered, trying to sound convincing as possible. "Well as long as you wanted him to, I'm not mad. Although I am kind of disappointed being a grandma at forty five." She pursed her lips, but then waved me off.

"I'm kidding sweetie pie. I would had wanted you to wait though. I'm not going to beat you, not like how your father wanted to. I wouldn't let him put his hands in you. I'm sorry I couldn't get Greg before he did."

"It's okay mama. This was all so unplanned for me. One moment we both are messing around, then you're taking me to the hospital for the flu. Which clearly wasn't the flu... but a little baby." I fiddle with my fingers as we talked.

"Yeah a little baby girl. Look at me, already trying to put a gender on the baby." I lightly giggle, as I shake my head. "I don't know, Jason wants a boy." I yawn covering my mouth.

"Well what do you want?" She probed. "A healthy baby. Gender doesn't matter. As long as he or she has ten fingers and toes, I am fine."

"My third child is pregnant. You may not be physically mine. But you are mine. All mine. My little baby is having a little baby. You're all grown up." She broke down crying.

Being an emotional wreck I am. I cried with her. We embraced each other, rocking back and forth. Saying 'I love you' every now and then. This right here, is what I miss the most when I'm living with Jason. There's nothing like my mama's hugs.

"Mama, mama you know I love you... oh you know I love you. Mama, mama your the queen of my heart." I sung a few verses of Boyz II Men's song, A Song For Mama.

"Do you want me to keep crying all over you?" Mom sniffled, wiping her tears from her eyes.

"Mama, I just want you to know. Lovin' you is like food to my soul." I finished singing another verse. Which only made her pop my butt, in a playfully scolding manner.

"Tsk, you are such a little tease. Do you know that?" A round of kisses were placed on my cheeks. Just like how Jason did to Albert.

"Mommy I'm not a baby anymore." A snort came from her mouth. "The hell you are. You will always be my baby, my little girl." I blushed, giving her a big kiss on the cheek. I may have gotten in her lap too.

"I have to ask you any thee question Malarie. And it's very important." The sound of her voice, indicating she was being serious. "Okay mom, anything... ask away." Look up into her serious eyes.

"Was that so called Jasper guy, Jason?" Damn. "Yes it was." I gulped loudly, a I glance down at my hands.

"Was he the one, who gave you all those bruises?" I widened my eyes, looking at her nervously.

"Mommy... I-I'm not answering that ques-"

"Answer the question Malarie Jane Dawson Banks." She spoke with so much authority in her tone.

She said my full government name. It's that's serious huh?

"Y-yes he was the one. But it was my fault actually, I hit him first. That bruise on his head, I did that." I stumbled all over my words, trying to save Jason from a night in jail.

"What have I told you about putting your hands on people? Along with others touching you? Especially men." She whispered yelled, I guess not for Jason to hear.

"Many of times, but he doesn't mean any of it mommy. He's nothing but nice to me. He loves me, and I love him." I attempt to persuade her on Jason's behalf. She groans, rolling her eyes.

"Fine. But if I see one little bruise on your skin, I'm going to tell daddy. And you know your father doesn't play, when it comes to his girls." She gave me the sassiest face ever. Doing a hair flip while she was at it.

"Mommy don't tell daddy, he'll hurt him. And you know why? He will get Greg, Jaden, uncles, cousins, friends, and Ned the wino to hurt my Jason. That's why we can't tell daddy." She shook her head, as I give her my best pouty face.

"No Malarie, my word is final. Don't think I haven't seen the bruises, he has put on you before. Now I didn't bring it up then, but now I am. And I say, if I see even a little dot... I will tell your father." There was no need to complain anymore, that was her final answer.

"Okay, I understand what you are saying. There's no need to tell dad, he won't touch me again." I spoke to her, but I was also speaking to myself.

"Uh huh, seeing is believing. I saw the size of his hands and feet. I'm sure his hits aren't gentle." Mama poked my side, making me laugh. The look on her face, didn't show any sign of laughing. Again it was serious and parent like.

"I'm not talking about this anymore mommy. You'll probably call dad, if I say something remotely threatening, Jason did."

"Girl stop it. I'm just looking out for my child, and now my soon to be grandchild. Now you run along, and tell your boyfriend to get in here and help us with an early dinner." She took me off her lap, shooing me away.

"We won't even be able to eat it. We have to leave before dad comes home, from work." I leaned on the door frame.

"Little girl, you better get your booty out of here and tell him. You're pregnant but I'm still your mother." She scolded, placing her hands on her hips.

"Yes mama." I shuffled out the kitchen, to see my boyfriend sleep with Albert in his hands. I hand to take a picture, and that's what I did.

I can't wait for our baby to come.

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- Chapter 49 everyone! Disneyland was a bit rushed through, but we get the point of Disney. No need to go all in debt.

- Alexis -