Stranded with My Stepbrother Chapter 64

-Caleb-

“You’ve decided what now?” Darren gaped.

“We’re going to get pregnant,” I replied. “So, please have the gyno come to make sure she’s well, but…”

“... I won’t be needing an IUD,” Jacey said, leaning her head against my shoulder.

Darren closed his eyes, his lips moving as though he was counting to ten. Maybe a hundred. “You’re just kids. Jacey, you’re nineteen. And you’re in witness protection. I think it might be best if you waited.”

“We feel differently,” I insisted. “I mean, we’re going to be in witness protection forever, right?”

Darren gave me a look. “I’m talking to Jacey.”

I looked down at her, feeling bad for talking over her. “Sorry.”

She patted my arm reassuringly. “I want to start having a family. I want to start my life.”

“Yes, but eventually, even though you’ll still be in witness protection, you’ll be able to go to college. That’s going to be hard,” Darren said.

“By that time, we’ll have Will Jr. anyway. He is my son,” she reminded him.

Darren stroked his chin. “I suppose that’s true. But two kids is going to be even more challenging.”

“We want to try,” Jacey said.

He threw up his hands. “Ugh. You two are going to be the death of me. Fine, fine, I’ll get the gyno here, and we’ll make sure you’re healthy after your ordeal. Healthy enough to have more kids.”

She went and hugged him. “Thanks, Darren.”

“Also, the condoms were too small, anyway,” I added.

Darren snorted. “All men say that.”

“It’s true,” Jacey confirmed. “Caleb’s… um… big.”

I smirked at Darren.

“I suppose that’s one thing you have going for you,” he muttered.

“I’m going to medical school when this is all over, so I’m going to be more than just a big dick,” I defend myself.

His expression turned to surprise and then discomfort. “Caleb… you can’t go to medical school.”

“What?” I said.

“They’ll be looking for you to do just that after the trial is over. You have to choose a different profession,” Darren explained.

I tensed, and Jacey grabbed my arm, no doubt thinking I was going to take a swing at him. “But I’ve been studying pre-med.”

“I’m sorry.” He shook his head. “I truly am sorry, Caleb, but it’s just not possible. You’re a fine executive assistant. Maybe you’d like to go into business for yourself or sell real estate or any number of other options. You just can’t go to medical school.”

“Fuck.” I felt angry, sick, and disappointed at the same time. I wanted to scream. I wanted to tear out Masterson’s throat with my bare hands. “That fucker is costing us everything.”

Darren looked pained. “I can try to get you a job in a lab or… I mean… the point is to blend in so they don’t find you.”

“Fuck,” I said again. My eyes began to sting, and I turned away from him.

Jacey tugged on my arm. “Let’s go for a swim.”

She was right. I needed to cool off. “Swimsuits?” I managed, my voice gruff.

“No. They’ll just get in the way,” she whispered in my ear.

And a fuck. Today wasn’t all bad, then.

I slid my hand into Jacey’s, and we walked out the back door of the cabin toward the lake.

Once we got to the edge of the doc, Jacey shimmied out of her sundress, panties, and bra. She climbed down a convenient side ladder and into the lake.

I kicked off my pants and boxers and tore off my shirt, then went in after her.

The cold water hit me. “Holy shit!”

“It is a little cold,” she admitted.

“A little? Fuck!” I walked across the sandy bottom to pull Jacey to me, absorbing her warmth.

“It won’t feel as cold once you’re inside me,” she said.

I laughed, teeth chattering at the same time. “I think it might have shriveled up into my intestines by now.

She reached under the water and began working my cock with long, firm strokes.

I groaned and braced myself against one of the dock legs. “You sure know how to make a man feel better.” I sighed, tilting her chin up and kissing her hungrily.

Jacey got me hard in no time. Then she climbed me, and I lined my dick up with her entrance.

She sank down on me, and we both moaned.

“I love you,” I said, kissing her again as I moved her up and down on my cock. “I love you so much.”

“I love you, too,” she replied. “And maybe you can’t be a doctor. But I can make you a daddy again.”

Her words lit a fire of purpose in my gut, and I started fucking her harder and faster.

Jacey’s tits bounced enticingly as I rammed her, her head thrown back, mouth open in silent ecstasy. “Yes, Daddy, fuck me hard. Fill me up with your baby juice.”

I couldn’t be a doctor. But this I could do. I angled her so I hit just the right spot with every one of my thrusts. “Are you gonna make me a daddy?” I asked as she cried out my name.

Her muscles clamped around me, milking me for my seed, and I poured into her with a cry of my own. I hiccupped a sob as I mumbled my hopes and dreams in her ear, some I could have, some that I couldn’t.

“I’m gonna make you a daddy, Daddy,” Jacey promised. She wrapped herself around me. “You get to have that.”

I got hard all over again and turned with Jacey in my arms so her back was pressed against the post. “Baby…”

“Give it to me, Daddy. Give it to me hard.” Her smile was pure temptation, and I groaned.

I nipped and sucked her lips then her neck as I pounded her against that post. I got so deep inside with the post for leverage that I swore I bottomed out.

Jacey whimpered, but encouraged me with her heels digging into my back. I trusted her to tell me if it was too much.

When I came, this time it was with her, both of us screaming our pleasure to the quiet lake.

A couple of loons were disturbed by our cries and took off, their wings slapping the water as they got themselves up and going.

We laughed. I waited a few minutes, then gently pulled out of Jacey, kissing her bruised skin and fondling her breasts.

“I suppose we should go back in before we freeze to death,” she said, stroking my hair, getting it wet.

“I suppose we should,” I agreed. We climbed up the ladder, then realized we hadn’t brought towels. Laughing again, we sat on the edge of the dock, waiting to air dry.

Jacey leaned her head against my shoulder, and I absently rubbed one of her nipples as we watched nature around us. “I wonder if we could live here,” she asked.

“It is nice,” I said. “We’ll have to ask Darren if this is a permanent or temporary thing.”

“Yeah.” We both fell silent, letting the water lap at our feet.

Speaking of laps, I pulled Jacey into mine, letting her lie back against my chest. I fondled her breasts and pinched her nipples, making her arch into me.

My cock slid inside her easily, and she chuckled. “I knew you had an ulterior motive.”

“Sorry, baby, I just can’t get enough,” I replied.

She rocked in my lap, inching my dick in and out.

Our next orgasm was rather tame, but we came together, and I did manage to find more in my balls to give her to hopefully create a little life. I hugged my arms around her, splaying my hands over her belly.

We did dry eventually, and I helped Jacey stand and put her clothes on before pulling on mine. We walked hand-in-hand back to the house.

Darren was sitting in a chair in the living room, staring at something we couldn’t see. He was frowning.

“Hey,” I said as we walked in. “Long time no—” My words died on my lips.

Sitting across from Darren, holding guns, were two men in jackets that read ‘FBI.’

“Um… we were just leaving,” I wheezed and gave Jacey a shove toward the back door again.

“Caleb, Jacey, stay,” a familiar voice said from the side of the room still hidden from my sight.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. “Jacey, go,” I said, knowing she was not in the gunmen’s sights but I was.

They cocked their weapons, and Masterson stood, walking to the middle of the room. “Jacey, stay.”

I knew she wouldn’t leave, but I had to beg anyway. “Don’t worry about me, go!”

She shook her head and padded obediently to my side, clutching my arm.

“There she is.” Masterson smiled at us. “It has been quite the wild ride trying to find you, and expensive to boot, but, as you must know by now, I always win.”

“I thought we had a guard detail,” I hissed to Darren, even though it was useless now.

“Oh you did. They’re dead,” Masterson replied for him cheerfully.

Darren didn’t move or speak.

I started to get a bad feeling. “Darren?”

“Come closer, Caleb. You might as well see the consequences of your actions,” Masterson said.

I stepped forward, and so did Jacey. When I saw the bloody hole in Darren’s chest, however, I quickly buried her face in my shoulder, not letting her see.

“The man just did not know when to stay down,” Masterson tsked.

“Shit, man, do you have to kill everyone we know?!” I asked.

“If you keep running away, apparently, I do,” Masterson said.

“He’s dead?” Jacey’s voice was muffled against my shirt.

I swallowed. “Yeah. Yeah, he is.”

She let out a soft sob.

“If it makes you feel any better, I didn’t punish your parents or poor little Timothy for your actions,” Masterson said. His eyes narrowed. “But if you ever do this again, that will not be the case.”

“Fuck you, Masterson,” I seethed.

He just laughed. “I like your spirit, Caleb. Crushing it is going to be one of the most satisfying things I’ve ever done.”

Jacey shook in my arms, and I hugged her tighter. “So I guess it’s back to the manor with us, huh? Can’t be trusted with an apartment?”

“That fire took out the whole floor, and the floors above and below. It was a miracle no one was killed,” Masterson said. “But, yes, not only is the apartment unavailable, you’ve shown you can’t be trusted to stay there.”

“God, this isn’t happening,” Jacey whispered.

“I’m not bringing you back to the estate, however. I need you in Minneapolis so you can be at work, doing my bidding, and on time,” Masterson continued. “So, I have no choice but to put you in The Bunker.”

That sounded ominous. “‘The Bunker’?” I repeated.

“It’s an underground safehouse beneath the Masterson building. No one is getting you out of there,” Masterson snickered. “Not even with dynamite.”

My throat went dry. “That doesn’t sound like a place we want to go.”

“Tough.” Masterson’s voice lost all its good humor. “I’m tired of how much cost you two rack up. It’s exhausting. I’m going to keep you right under me where I can see you. All. The. Time.”

“I thought that was the idea behind the apartment,” I said. “There were cameras everywhere.”

“Yes. But that wasn’t enough, now was it?” Masterson gestured to his two goons. “Get them in the car. I want to get out of this podunk place as soon as possible.”

I stepped backward far enough that Jacey couldn’t see the blood and gore that was Darren’s chest. Then I carefully turned her and put my arm around her.

The goons flanked us and muscled us out the front door to a large, black Escalade.

“We’re going to be okay,” I told Jacey as they opened the door.

“No we’re not,” Jacey whispered.