by S. Jones
Chapter Thirty-Eight
Brad
I picked her up and carried her over to the bed. Gently, I lowered my body to hers, mindful of the precious life she was carrying inside her.
“You are so beautiful.” I whispered, brushing her hair aside so I could better see her blue eyes. This woman owned me in every possible way. Stick a fork in me, I was done.
Her soft fingers grazed along my jaw and set my body on fire. One touch from her and I was about ready to lose it. No one else had ever affected me this way. Only Lexi.
“I’ve missed you, too. I want you so much, Brad.” Slowly I lifted her shirt over her head.
My eyes grew wide. “Why do your boobs look bigger?”
“That’s what happens during pregnancy, silly.” she said with a smile in her voice.
Well fuck me sideways. I’d be happy to keep her pregnant for the rest of her life to keep on enjoying this benefit. Unable to stop, I unclasped her bra then dragged the straps down slowly. The sight of her exposed breasts took my breath away. This woman would never leave me again. I would make sure of it. She belonged to me.
“Do you know what I see when I look at you?” I leaned in brushing my lips against hers. “I see my entire world in front of me.”
“And you’re my world too, Brad.” Her hands roamed over my shoulders, sending a chill down my spine. “Loving you is like breathing to me. I just can’t stop. No one has ever fought for me or loved me as hard as you do. You and this baby mean everything to me.”
Her words seeped into my brain and touched my soul. I brought my mouth down to her breast and let my teeth graze across her nipples. Words could never express how much I missed this. I gently glided my lips south, trailing kisses across her smooth, flat stomach. I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that my baby was growing inside her.
“Do you have any idea how happy you’ve made me?” I lifted my head to see her eyes were filled with tears. “I’m going to love and protect you both for the rest of my life.”
Her fingers threaded through my hair as I licked my way down to her entrance. I brought my mouth against her swollen opening and licked her juices. I could feel her arch her back and tighten her muscles against my tongue. My erection was ready to burst out of my pants. I latched on and was relentless with my mouth. I inserted one finger and then two. I twisted and rolled until I felt her clench around me. I wanted her to feel how much I loved her. She was mine and I was never letting her go again.
As I made my way back up to her mouth I kissed her like I could never get enough of her. Her nails dug into my back, urging me closer. Her finger fumbled with my zipper. I grabbed her wrist stopping her progress. I wasn’t sure if having sex was safe and until we talked to a doctor this would be all about her. I would not jeopardize the health of my unborn child no matter how much it felt like my dick would fall off. It was so damn hard I could cut through a diamond. I could only imagine what it would do to a tiny, developing baby.
She tilted her head clearly confused. “What’s wrong?”
I closed my eyes. Her heavy breathing was not helping matters either. “I don’t want to hurt the baby.” I admitted through gritted teeth. Damn this was painful. This kid better appreciate the sacrifices I was making. “What if I end up poking it in the eye or breaking a little baby rib?”
Lexi let out a playful laugh. “You’re joking, right?”
I tried to pull away but she latched her hands onto my zipper. What the hell was she doing? “Brad, I’m fine. We can do this. I promise it’s safe. I’m barely eight weeks along and it’s smaller than a peanut. As massive as your cock is, I know we will be fine.” She teased still smiling.
“What if I bang it around so much it gets detached from its cord?” She threw her head back against the pillow and laughed again. Why was she not taking this seriously?
Her hand rested on my cheek. “You are being paranoid.” She leaned in and kissed my mouth gently. “Pregnant woman can have sex right up to the day they give birth. You’re not going to hurt the baby. But I will hurt you if you don’t take care of my needs right now.” She said her light tone turning serious.
I hesitated, still not convinced. “How do you know this is safe?”
“Do you trust me?”
There was only one correct answer to that question. I wasn’t stupid. “Of course I do.”
“Good. Now take your pants off and make love to me.”
I was pretty sure I was surrendering my man card, when I immediately caved to her demands. If there was ever a better time to hand it over, I couldn’t think of one.
I stood up, slid off my jeans and pulled my shirt over my head. Lexi leaned back and stared at me as if she were taking in the view of a Greek god’s statue. I may have tightened a few muscles just for the hell of it. If she was going to stare I was going to make sure she liked what she saw.
I crawled over the top of her and brought my lips to her neck. I wanted to lick every inch of skin I could but I didn’t want to keep her waiting any longer. Something told me she was running out of patience and if my woman wanted me, she would have me. I slid a finger inside of her wet folds to make sure she was ready. She arched her hips against my hand as I skimmed my thumb across her clit. Once I knew she was all set, I positioned myself at her opening. I very slowly entered her until I was fully inside. Our eyes stayed locked together as we found a comfortable rhythm. I wanted to pound into her so hard that the walls shook throughout the whole damn hotel, but I wasn’t going to rush this. I wanted it slow and gentle. After the baby was born, I would find new and interesting ways to bend her over and do whatever the hell I wanted, but until then we would play it safe.
“Brad, stop holding back on me. I’m not going to break.” I pulled out looking down at her. I was conflicted for a second until she wrapped her legs around my back and pleaded. “I want it hard. I want every single inch of you.” And that was all it took. I slammed into her with a force that would have split an atom. Her hips rocked against mine to where all you could hear was skin slapping skin. She felt so good and it had been too long. I wanted to live inside of her forever. I continued a relentless pace. I could feel my balls tighten up but I wanted to wait for her. I wanted us to come together. Once I felt her walls clench against me I went in for one last thrust and released myself inside of her, filling her with everything I had. I buried my face in her neck as we both got our labored breathing under control.
Lexi’s soft fingers tangled in my hair. “That was incredible.” I couldn’t have agreed more. “No matter how many times I’ve tried. Nothing beats the real thing.” She said grinning.
I snapped my head up and searched her face. “You pleasured yourself? You cheated on me with you?” I don’t know why that surprised me. Women did that kind of thing all the time; at least that’s what I’d been told.
She smiled without a trace of shame. “I did.” She paused. “When you have an itch, you must scratch it. Am I correct? Did you have an itch of your own that you scratched while we were apart?”
I kissed the tip of her nose. “No comment there, but promise me I can watch the next time you get the itch, okay?”
She threw her arms around me and I tried hard not to push against her stomach. “I love you, Brad Morgan. No one could ever satisfy or complete me the way you do. Now that I have you back in my life, I may have to break-up with my battery-operated boyfriend. I’m sure he will understand.”
This woman may not have been my beginning but she sure as hell would be my end. I would make sure of it!
Epilogue
It’s been two months since Lexi and I moved to D.C. The adjustment went smoother than I’d expected. I’d finally settled into my new role with the security company. I wish I could say it was a painless transition, but like most things in life, it required work. My days were getting easier and my nights were getting a helluva lot better now that I had things under control.
True to my word, my connections with the Attorney General
had ensured that Colton was immediately arraigned and given his right to a very speedy trial. The Hunt family connections couldn’t hold a candle to the power of the judicial system, aided by eager and willing prosecutors. There was no bail and Colton never left jail. Laney and her dad called us to let us know that the judge had sentenced him to ten years in Baldwin State Prison for rape. Best of all, he wasn’t in my head or in our lives anymore.
This was the first time we had been back to New York since the move. There were times where I missed my job and my old life. I especially missed my friends as well as my family, but I thanked God every day that I had Lexi. Without her, this would have been tough, not to mention extremely lonely. I was convinced that as long as I had her by my side, I could get through anything. She was all I needed. I just hoped she felt the same way after my little surprise.
I’d been thinking about marrying her since the day she’d told me she was pregnant. I would have gotten down on one knee right there, but I wanted to get our life settled first. Also, I was afraid she would think my proposal wasn’t genuine. I never wanted her to assume I asked her simply because I felt pressured or obligated. The truth was, there wasn’t a person on this planet who I could picture spending my life with other than her. She was the only woman I wanted ‘forever’ with. As far as I was concerned, she was my beginning and my end. I couldn’t even remember a time where I didn’t love her. I knew the moment I laid eyes on her that she would be the one.
We’d been hit with a lot of changes in the past two months. The pregnancy, the move, the new job. It’d been stressful at times, but we’d gotten through it and we’d emerged stronger than ever.
Sweat beaded down my forehead. We were enjoying an early fall day at Giant’s stadium. I cursed myself for wearing jeans. It was so damned hot; I wished I had worn shorts. Although, I suppose my nerves might have added to feeling like I was sitting in a toaster oven on broil.
“Are you okay?” Lexi asked, while putting her hand on my bouncing knee.
My eyes found her stomach. She was only four months along, so there was only a slight bump at this point. But I loved knowing that my kid was growing inside her. The only thing that would have made it more perfect would be to see my ring on her finger.
“I’m good even though you’ve been ogling Aaron Rogers for the past half hour.” I clipped back. Once I saw the schedule and realized that the Giants were playing the Packers, I knew I had to get tickets. Now I just had to wait for my proposal to flash across the billboard. I couldn’t wait to see her face.
Laughing, she took a sip of her water. “Oh, is he here? I hadn’t noticed.” She looked around acting all cute and innocent. I just couldn’t help myself, so I reached over and kissed her.
Her mischievous blue eyes batted open. “What was that for?”
A smile came to life on my lips. “Because I think you’re adorable.” I told her. Words could not express how much this woman had me wrapped around her finger.
“Right.” She said, wiping the condensation from the beer off my top lip. “Let’s see if you can still say that once I’m big as a whale and won’t be able to even bend over to tie my own shoes.”
I took her finger in my mouth and sucked the beer off it. Her eyes grew wide. “I happen to find whales pretty hot. The bigger the better. Just promise you won’t crush me to death and we’re good.” I teased, as she smacked my shoulder.
“Oh, trust me.” She said with all seriousness. “I can make sure we are never in a position again where you will have to worry about me, ‘Crushing you to death’.” She air quoted me.
My jaw flung open for show. She was just messing with me but I was smart enough to know when to shut my mouth. “Baby, you can crush me anytime, just as long as you promise not to crush my heart.”
All playfulness left her eyes and as if on cue, the music started to play. The confidence I had earlier was gone. This girl was literally holding my entire future in her hands. Her head turned toward the field as I slipped the ring out of my pocket. In front of 80,000 people our image flashed up on the Jumbotron. I nudged her in the ribs, encouraging her to look up at the screen. With a trembling hand I watched as she saw the words, ‘Lexi Manning, will you marry me?’ flash across the bottom of the screen.
Lexi’s hand flew over her mouth, then her head swung to mine. I was now down on one knee and every fucking eye in the whole damn stadium was on me at that moment. What the hell was I thinking?
“Lexi, getting to where we are today wasn’t easy, but the best things in life rarely are. When I think back to the very beginning, from the moment I first saw you, it didn’t take me long to realize there was something different about you. The truth was, I didn’t want to acknowledge it, because it scared the crap out of me. Little did I know on that fateful night in the women’s restroom, I would be meeting the love of my life.” I took her hands in mine. “You and the baby are all I need. Will you marry me?”
Lexi stared down at me with my question hanging in the air. I took a moment to breathe— my nerves were out of control. But my heart had never felt more stable as she stared at the two carat, princess-cut diamond ring I had picked out for her. It was simple, elegant and priceless, just like her.
The crowd erupted into thunderous applause as she leapt towards me and wrapped her arms around my shoulders giving me a kiss I would remember forever.
I wiped a tear from her eyes. “Is that a yes?” I asked for clarification.
A smile came to life on her lips. “It’s a hell yes!”
I heard the stadium announcer call over the speaker. “Well, folks, that definitely looks like a yes to me!” The crowd’s applause and whistles grew louder as the people around us started to congratulate us.
Lexi’s eyes glistened with tears as I placed the ring on her finger. I bent down and pressed a kiss to her belly and then I stood up and held her face in my hands. “I love you so much. Maybe even too much. I look forward to us raising a family together, and spending the rest of my life with you. Even though I’m not ready to share you with anyone just yet, I know you are going to make a wonderful mother.”
“I love you, too.” She said before my lips descended onto hers. The cheers and congratulations continued. Lexi laughed then buried her face in my shoulder. I wrapped her up in my arms, never feeling so complete in my entire life. I closed my eyes to savor the moment. Life had changed us in so many ways. We had been through hell and back and proven that our love was strong enough to handle whatever it threw at us.
I looked at the clock at the end of the game; the final score was Giants 17 and the Packers 28. Lexi just smiled and pressed a kiss to my cheek. “You can keep the Lexus, I already have everything I need.”
The End
Acknowledgments
If you are reading this I just want to say a HUGE thank you. I hope you enjoyed this story and fell in love with Brad and Lexi just as much I did.
“Many hands make light work” is an expression I lived by since I began writing. There are so many people that have helped me along the way, I would like to take a minute to say thank you.
To my author friends, who are always there for me whenever I need you. You ladies inspire me more than you can ever imagine.
Andrea Long- thank you for saving me, and for being one of the nicest people I have ever met.
Leigh Stone- thanks for your patience and for being the best formatter ever!
Sara Eirew- thanks again for providing me with a beautiful photo. You are nothing short of a genius.
Lettita Hasser- thank you for the beautiful cover. You are one of the nicest, most talented people I have ever had the pleasure of working with.
To Kylie & Jeananna at Give Me Books- thank you for all your help. Working with you ladies was one of the best decisions I had made. You both were so easy to work with and you made this as stress free as possible.
To all the bloggers, you guys are amazing. I can’t thank you enough for all your support. I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t
for you.
To my friends & family, thank you for all your support, especially Michelle, and Kathy who read through my rough draft and gave me feedback. Thank you for loving my characters as much as I do.
To my husband, thank you for your unwavering support and late night editing. Thank you for putting up with me and trying to provide objective, helpful feedback without me tearing your head off. Your unconditional love and support inspires me to be a better person.
To my children, you both are my world and I am so blessed to be your mom. Thanks for being understanding when dinner was late, the fridge was empty and your laundry piled up in the basement.
About the Author
S. Jones lives in Upstate New York with her husband, her two teenage children, and her adorable golden retriever Marley. She is a wine lover, coffee drinker, domestic chef, housekeeper, chauffeur, dog walker, and a hopeless romantic! When she’s not doing her laundry, mowing her lawn or taking care of her family, you can usually find her on the computer planning out her next vacation, having a drink with her friends or reading a nice juicy book.
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