His throat was thick with emotion as she mocked him, giving him jazz hands as she cheered, “Surprise?”
“Really?” he asked around the lump in his throat.
She nodded, her lip coming between her teeth. “Yeah.”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded again. “I took nine pregnancy tests, all positive, and then I went to the doctor. They confirmed it.”
He blinked a few times, his heart pounding against his chest. “So this is real?”
She looked away. “Yeah, I thought you’d be a little happier.”
He scoffed. “A little happier? Are you crazy?”
She looked up, defeated, and he could see the tears in her eyes before she shrugged. “Guess I was wrong.”
“Yeah, you were,” he said, wanting to laugh at her assumptions. Coming around the counter, he took her in his arms, wrapping her up tightly before pressing his nose to hers, his eyes boring into hers.
“Because I’m so fucking happy, I’m speechless.”
Relief flooded Kacey as she looked into his dark, emotion-filled eyes. When he’d only questioned her, she’d immediately thought he didn’t want it. She had been toying with that idea for the last couple of days, along with the notion that he wouldn’t be able to handle it. But his face was bright, the biggest grin on his lips, his eyes wide and locked on hers. He didn’t look like he couldn’t handle it or that he didn’t want it.
He looked really fucking happy.
Grinning hard as she twirled her finger in his beard, love choked her as she croaked out, “Really?”
“God, yes, baby,” he whispered, his lips so close to hers. “You know I want this.”
“But with everything that’s going on—”
He pressed his lips to hers, cutting off her sentence before he lifted her up in his arms, carrying her through the house, only tripping over Gretzky twice before ending in their room. Laying her down, he kissed her once more, but soon their new puppy interrupted them by licking both their faces. Kissing her nose, he pulled away, picking Gretzky up and putting him outside.
“Give me an hour, buddy,” he said before shutting the door and looking back at the bed, his eyes sparkling with love and desire. Sitting up, Kacey lifted her dress up and over her head, her body burning for his as he slowly undressed, his eyes never leaving hers. Licking her lips, she opened her legs and he groaned out before dropping his pants and kicking them to the side. Coming to the bed, he cupped the back of her neck as she took ahold of his cock, the velvetiness of his skin smooth against her palms. Kissing his belly, she then kissed his hips before running her tongue along the tip of him, his ass cheek clenching underneath her touch.
When she took him in her mouth, he groaned, the sound making the desire swirl deeper in her gut as she sucked him to the back of her throat and then back out again. Holding his cock with one hand, she squeezed his butt cheek with the other as she moved up and down his swollen cock. His hands tangled in her hair, pulling it just a bit to make her breathless. His moans urged her to go faster, the pulling of her hair turned her on, and the taste of him made her want more. Moving faster along his cock, her nails bit into his ass. She then let go of him to slide her hand between her legs, swirling her finger along her clit, needing her own release.
“Fuck yeah,” he rasped out, his hand squeezing her hair. “Look up at me,” he demanded. She did as he asked, her eyes meeting his as she flicked her clit, his cock in the back of her throat, gagging her but pleasing her at the same time. Holding her face, he licked his lips as she sucked the tip of him, her fingers moving quickly between her two wet lips. When she came, she jerked forward, his cock going to the back of her throat, and he groaned out, his cock pulsating in her mouth.
As he continued to hold her face, he moved himself in and out of her mouth while her orgasm racked her body, the aftershocks almost as good as the actual orgasm. As his cock hit the back of her throat, hard, she gagged a bit, but that didn’t stop him. He kept going, his eyes darkening with each thrust until he stilled, his hot come spilling down the back of her throat as he groaned loudly, her name falling off his lips in the most delicious way. She held his hips, sucking him dry, his body jerking and twitching as he bent over, gasping for breath.
Removing his cock from her mouth, she fell back against the mattress, her eyes on his and, man, he was beautiful. Sweat glistened on his body, his thick arms, and his shoulders. Little beads of sweat ran down his abs, his eyes were still closed, his breathing was labored, and she wanted nothing more than to cry out in joy at that moment. This man was her everything. Her forever. But their future still hung in the balance. It could all go wrong… But when he opened his eyes, they locked on hers and she’d never felt more beautiful under anyone’s gaze than his and nothing mattered but him.
Covering her body with his, he kissed her jaw and her neck before taking both of her breasts in his hands, squeezing them together and licking each of her nipples, going back and forth in a back-arching way. When he let them go, she whimpered because she could feel her orgasm building again. His eyes were on her belly, his hands cupping her hips as he trailed kisses along it. Closing her eyes, she willed her tears to stay at bay before she opened them when his finger traced her belly button.
“This is really happening?” he asked, looking up at her, and she bit her lip as she nodded. Smiling, he pressed his lips to her belly once more, stilling as he sucked in a deep breath. Glancing up at her, he whispered, “I’m sort of scared.”
“Really?” he asked around the lump in his throat.
She nodded, her lip coming between her teeth. “Yeah.”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded again. “I took nine pregnancy tests, all positive, and then I went to the doctor. They confirmed it.”
He blinked a few times, his heart pounding against his chest. “So this is real?”
She looked away. “Yeah, I thought you’d be a little happier.”
He scoffed. “A little happier? Are you crazy?”
She looked up, defeated, and he could see the tears in her eyes before she shrugged. “Guess I was wrong.”
“Yeah, you were,” he said, wanting to laugh at her assumptions. Coming around the counter, he took her in his arms, wrapping her up tightly before pressing his nose to hers, his eyes boring into hers.
“Because I’m so fucking happy, I’m speechless.”
Relief flooded Kacey as she looked into his dark, emotion-filled eyes. When he’d only questioned her, she’d immediately thought he didn’t want it. She had been toying with that idea for the last couple of days, along with the notion that he wouldn’t be able to handle it. But his face was bright, the biggest grin on his lips, his eyes wide and locked on hers. He didn’t look like he couldn’t handle it or that he didn’t want it.
He looked really fucking happy.
Grinning hard as she twirled her finger in his beard, love choked her as she croaked out, “Really?”
“God, yes, baby,” he whispered, his lips so close to hers. “You know I want this.”
“But with everything that’s going on—”
He pressed his lips to hers, cutting off her sentence before he lifted her up in his arms, carrying her through the house, only tripping over Gretzky twice before ending in their room. Laying her down, he kissed her once more, but soon their new puppy interrupted them by licking both their faces. Kissing her nose, he pulled away, picking Gretzky up and putting him outside.
“Give me an hour, buddy,” he said before shutting the door and looking back at the bed, his eyes sparkling with love and desire. Sitting up, Kacey lifted her dress up and over her head, her body burning for his as he slowly undressed, his eyes never leaving hers. Licking her lips, she opened her legs and he groaned out before dropping his pants and kicking them to the side. Coming to the bed, he cupped the back of her neck as she took ahold of his cock, the velvetiness of his skin smooth against her palms. Kissing his belly, she then kissed his hips before running her tongue along the tip of him, his ass cheek clenching underneath her touch.
When she took him in her mouth, he groaned, the sound making the desire swirl deeper in her gut as she sucked him to the back of her throat and then back out again. Holding his cock with one hand, she squeezed his butt cheek with the other as she moved up and down his swollen cock. His hands tangled in her hair, pulling it just a bit to make her breathless. His moans urged her to go faster, the pulling of her hair turned her on, and the taste of him made her want more. Moving faster along his cock, her nails bit into his ass. She then let go of him to slide her hand between her legs, swirling her finger along her clit, needing her own release.
“Fuck yeah,” he rasped out, his hand squeezing her hair. “Look up at me,” he demanded. She did as he asked, her eyes meeting his as she flicked her clit, his cock in the back of her throat, gagging her but pleasing her at the same time. Holding her face, he licked his lips as she sucked the tip of him, her fingers moving quickly between her two wet lips. When she came, she jerked forward, his cock going to the back of her throat, and he groaned out, his cock pulsating in her mouth.
As he continued to hold her face, he moved himself in and out of her mouth while her orgasm racked her body, the aftershocks almost as good as the actual orgasm. As his cock hit the back of her throat, hard, she gagged a bit, but that didn’t stop him. He kept going, his eyes darkening with each thrust until he stilled, his hot come spilling down the back of her throat as he groaned loudly, her name falling off his lips in the most delicious way. She held his hips, sucking him dry, his body jerking and twitching as he bent over, gasping for breath.
Removing his cock from her mouth, she fell back against the mattress, her eyes on his and, man, he was beautiful. Sweat glistened on his body, his thick arms, and his shoulders. Little beads of sweat ran down his abs, his eyes were still closed, his breathing was labored, and she wanted nothing more than to cry out in joy at that moment. This man was her everything. Her forever. But their future still hung in the balance. It could all go wrong… But when he opened his eyes, they locked on hers and she’d never felt more beautiful under anyone’s gaze than his and nothing mattered but him.
Covering her body with his, he kissed her jaw and her neck before taking both of her breasts in his hands, squeezing them together and licking each of her nipples, going back and forth in a back-arching way. When he let them go, she whimpered because she could feel her orgasm building again. His eyes were on her belly, his hands cupping her hips as he trailed kisses along it. Closing her eyes, she willed her tears to stay at bay before she opened them when his finger traced her belly button.
“This is really happening?” he asked, looking up at her, and she bit her lip as she nodded. Smiling, he pressed his lips to her belly once more, stilling as he sucked in a deep breath. Glancing up at her, he whispered, “I’m sort of scared.”
