Reawaken His Heart

by KL Myers

  “Oh my god! You’re pregnant!” Bailey exclaims teasingly. “Are you crazy?” I tell her. “I’m not pregnant.” There is no possible way I could be pregnant. It's just not possible. I’m on the pill, and I never miss it or take it late. I’m anal retentive when it comes to that.

  Bailey is smiling at me when she says, “You do understand that birth control is only 99.9% effective?” I’m shaking my head, hoping to God I am not the .1% of the statistic. I don’t want kids, do I? I’m not sure I can answer that question honestly. Until last night, I didn’t ever think of having kids, but when Braedyn brought it up, I have to admit my heart skipped a beat at the thought of little mini me’s running around our home.

  “What am I going to do if I am, Bailey?” There is true fear in my gut right now. “Braedyn and I aren’t even married yet.” I think I need the bathroom again. I’m going to hurl.

  “Rylee, people have children out of wedlock every day. But if you are pregnant, you’ll be married to Braedyn before he or she pops her lovely little head into this world,” she says on a laugh.

  “This is so not funny, Bailey.” Now I need to know for sure, and if I am indeed pregnant, I need to figure out how I’m going to tell Braedyn. How could today have gone downhill so fast?

  Braedyn

  WHEN I WALK THROUGH the door after my shift, I find Rylee sound asleep in our bed. She is normally up at this time of the morning, but not today. I walk around the bed, stripping out of my clothes as I do until I am completely naked. As I climb into bed, I can see that her face is swollen, telling me she has been crying. Pulling the blankets around us, I pull her into my arms and kiss her face like I do every morning when I get home.

  “Morning, sunshine, wake up.” Her eyes open slowly, and her arms squeeze me tighter. “Morning, Brae.” Her lips take hold of mine immediately. I can feel the need in her kiss as she squeezes me even tighter. I do the only thing I can think of, which is to kiss her back, letting her know she means the world to me.

  Our bodies are skin to skin, because she likes to sleep in the nude, even when I’m not home. My cock loves the feel of her and starts to harden. My hands are in her hair as she kisses me harder. It’s becoming harder to control myself. “Fuck, Rylee, I’ve missed you and your mouth,” I tell her. My hands are moving from her head to her breasts. She moans quietly. “I want your mouth on me, Brae.” My leg is between hers, and I can feel the wetness that is between her inner lips. “Tell me where you want me, baby.” I can feel her cunt hot and throbbing against me. “Brae. Your mouth. On my pussy. Now.” She thrusts toward me, making me laugh at her greediness. “Slow down, Rylee. I’ll get there, I promise.”

  “Please, Brea”

  “Please, what?”

  “Fuck me. I need you to fuck me now.”

  I like the way she begs me to give her what she wants. Who am I not deny her desires? Slowly, I work my way down her body, placing kisses along her breasts, down the center of her rib cage, around her belly button, and then down between her legs. I let my tongue slide its way between her folds, lapping at her juices and plunging my tongue inside her opening.

  “Oh fuck, Braedyn, that feels amazing.”

  “You want more, Rylee? Beg for it.”

  “Yes. God, yes, I want your fingers in me with your tongue Braedyn.”

  Who am I to argue? My tongue licks it way up to her clit, and I slide two fingers inside her, rubbing that sweet spot she loves so much. She is bucking wildly against my hand, wanting more of what I am giving her.

  “Take it, baby, take what you want from me.”

  “It feels so good, Brae.”

  I can feel she is close. Her juices are coating my fingers and dripping into my palm. I can taste her on my tongue. Removing my fingers, I replace them with my tongue and hear her groan.

  “What’s wrong, baby?”

  “Fingers.” She’s out of breath. “Fingers. I need your fingers inside me.”

  I take several more licks of her wet pussy before I lift my face and slide my fingers back inside. This time, my thumb goes to her clit and my tongue nibbles at the soft skin between her thighs, sending all kinds of shivers through her body. She cries out and shudders around my fingers in the most explosive orgasm. Fluids are squirting out of her pussy, and I have to high five myself. I just make her squirt, something I’ve never achieved before, but I think I like it.

  “What the fuck just happened, Braedyn?” There is a look of horror on her face. My face, however, is that of a satisfied man. I just did something to my woman that apparently no man has ever done to her before, and don’t think that doesn’t make my ego grow.

  “Ry, you just squirted all over my hand. Fuck, baby, it was hot. Want to try again?” I have to laugh at the look of embarrassment on her face. “Baby, it's OK. I loved it.”

  “How can you say that, Braedyn? I just peed all over your hand.” I laugh as my eyes meet hers. “No, Ry, you didn’t. You squirted; it's not the same as peeing, trust me.”

  There is no way I am going to let this kill the moment we are having, so I quickly move up her body and kiss her. If she can taste herself on me, she’ll know. My lips are on hers quickly, and my tongue is asking for entrance into her mouth. When she gives it, I hear her moan in pleasure, which is my cue to continue. My cock is rubbing against her between us. I grind against her a couple of times before I pull my hips back and thrust inside her in one stroke. Her gasp breaks our kiss, but only for a moment. Then her hands are in my hair, tugging with each thrust I give her.

  “Yes.”

  “Yes, what, Rylee?”

  “Yes, give it to me.”

  Thrusting harder and faster, I can feel her walls tighten around me, squeezing tightly as her second orgasm hits her, sending me into my first. As I release inside her, I yell out her name and collapse on top of her.

  Her hands are running up my back to my shoulders and then down to my ass. I love how her hands feel on my skin, so I enjoy the feel a few minutes longer before I pull out and make my way to the bathroom for a washcloth to clean her up.

  When I lie back down in bed with her, I pull her tight to me. “I love you, Rylee,” I tell her.

  “I love you too, Braedyn.”

  Rylee

  As Braedyn and I lie in each other's arms completely sated, I know now is as good a time as any to tell him the news.

  “So, Bailey and I finalized all the wedding stuff yesterday. I found my dress and locked in a place for the wedding and the reception.” I’m looking into his eyes when he says, “If you like it, I’ll love it. I just want you, Rylee. I don’t care if it’s at a resort or in the backyard of some stranger’s house. I just want to tie you to me forever. The location of where I do that doesn’t matter to me.”

  Hearing him say those words, I wonder how I got so lucky to have this man in my life. I hope he still feels the same way after I tell him he is going to be a daddy.

  “Brae, I have something to tell you.”

  “Rylee, you’re shaking. What’s the matter?”

  Tears begin to build in my eyes. I cried all last night stressing over how I was going to tell him. “Brae, I’m pregnant. I didn’t mean for it to happen. I’m so sorry.”

  “Is that what has you so upset?” I nod my head, because the words are stuck in my throat. Tears are now spilling down my cheeks. I can’t even look him in the eyes any longer. I don’t want to see the disappointment on his face.

  “Look at me, Rylee.” His voice is commanding as he lifts my chin so he can see my face. “Look at me,” he repeats. “Rylee, I couldn’t be happier than I am right now.” His thumbs are brushing away the tears that are spilling down my face. “When did you find out?”

  “Yesterday when Bailey and I went to lunch. I got sick afterward and barely made it to the bathroom,” I say. “I thought it was just a reaction to what I ate.” Just remembering how I felt has my stomach turning over again. “Bailey was trying to be funny and said I was pregnant.” His smile puts me at ease so I can
continue. “I remembered that I’ve been moody and emotional lately as well, so we stopped and bought a test on the way home. I never thought it would be positive, but it was.” My heart is beating madly now “I called the doctor’s office, and the first opening he has is next week. Will you go with me?” The smile on his face tells me things are going to be OK.

  “It hurts my heart that you would even think you have to ask me that, sweetheart. Of course, I’ll go with you. Why would you think I wouldn’t want to?”

  “Brae, I'm just used to having to do everything on my own. No one has ever done anything for me in the past. I’ve always had to go to the doctor’s alone. Not even Bailey offered to go with me when I got my wisdom teeth pulled. I had to call her after to come pick me up.”

  “Ry, the past is the past. I’m here now, and you will always be my number one priority. Haven’t you learned that yet? If you haven’t, then I’m not doing a very good job at loving you.” Pulling me tighter into his arms and looking me straight in the eye, he says, “Just so we are clear, I’m in love with you, Rylee Bennett. Trust me when I say I am happy. If I didn’t want children with you, I wouldn’t have brought it up the other night. This is a good thing, I promise you.” His lips brush mine several times. “Now, stop worrying. Everything will be OK. Curl up next to me so I can sleep in your arms for a little bit.”

  Braedyn

  Rylee is lying in my arms, but sleep eludes me. She just gave me the most amazing news. I know I should be freaking out that I am going to be a dad, but I’m not.

  The next however many months are going to be crazy. I want to be there every minute of every day to experience the pregnancy with her, but I know that won’t happen. I just hope I can live up to the expectations she has of me.

  Wow, a baby. I’m going to be a dad. I never thought about kids with Brooklynn; we never discussed it. This is just one more solidifier that what I have with Rylee is so much more than I ever had with her.

  Just dreaming of what Rylee will look like, her belly round with my child, is exciting. It has my dick growing harder as I lie here. I can’t wait till I can stand behind her and wrap my hands around her belly, knowing I’m holding the two people that mean the most to me in the world.

  I pull her tighter into my arms, not wanting to let go of her for one minute, and place a kiss on her forehead. I hear a quiet moan come from her as I do. That has my dick jumping. Just the thought of her riding my cock all round and pregnant has a certain appeal. Am I a sick bastard?

  I envision her naked, straddling my waist, and her long, black hair is pulled to one side. My cock is twitching, wanting to be inside her pussy. The smile on her face as she looks down at me is glowing. Taking her ass in my hands, I lift her and slowly slide my cock inside her. I hear her moan as I push in, pulling her down completely on me.

  She’s grinding her pussy against me as she slowly rocks back and forth, finding just the right friction against her clit. Each little roll of her hips has my cock getting harder and harder. The tenderness that radiates from her tells me just how much she loves me. When she comes, it's glorious. I can feel my balls draw tight to my body before I release inside her. Just that image has my dick so hard right now.

  I keep replaying that vision over and over again in my head until I fall asleep. Never in my life did I think this morning would begin this way when I left the station. It looks like my life is going to be full of surprises with this girl, and I’ll be ready for each one of them as they come. Yep. Bring. It. On.

  Rylee

  THE LAST FEW MONTHS of doctor’s visits and finalizing wedding plans have been more eventful than I could have ever dreamed. When Braedyn and I went to my first appointment, we learned that I was about eight to nine weeks along. I thought I was going to have a nervous breakdown when it hit me how pregnant I would be for my own wedding.

  The first doctor's appointment that Braedyn and I went to where we could hear a heartbeat was unbelievable. Just lying on that table, hearing the woosh, woosh, woosh of the heart brought tears to both our eyes. I think that was when it became real to both of us. I was officially twelve weeks along then. Once again, I found myself freaking out because I was going to be eight months pregnant when I walked down that aisle.

  Braedyn told me one of his biggest concerns was that he would miss out on something special. I never want him to feel that way, so on nights when he is at work, I spend an hour telling him about all the little things I experienced that day.

  Today is the best though. Brae and I are snuggled up watching a movie. I’d like to be able to say that I was one of those lucky bitches who goes through the first eight months of her pregnancy without showing a single bit before she blows up in the ninth month just before delivery, but I’m not. I’m the cursed bitch that blew up by her fourth month, and not only have my tits gotten bigger, but my ass did as well. I get a little self-conscious now and then, but Braedyn quickly puts that thought out of my head.

  As we’re sitting on the couch, watching the movie, however, we experience a pivotal point for both of us when I hear Braedyn say, “Babe, did you feel that?” With a look of confusion, I ask, “Feel what, Brae?”

  “I think I just felt the baby kick me, Ry.” His smile can’t have been any bigger.

  “Probably,” I answer nonchalantly.

  “Probably? How long has this been going on, Rylee? You didn’t tell me you were feeling the baby kick already.”

  “Oops.” I smile. “Guess I forgot to tell you. I’m sorry.”

  “Ry, this is huge. What else haven’t you told me?” He looks upset. “You promised to tell me everything. You know how important it is to me to be able to experience everything about this pregnancy with you. How long has this been going on?”

  “Brae, I just forgot to share that last night with you. With everything going on, it slipped my mind. I swear it’s only been a few days since I first felt the baby kick, and truth be told, I wasn’t so sure that is what it was. It’s not like I’m feeling it everyday and I’ve been keeping a secret. This is all new to me as well. I promise this is the first thing in the whole six months of my pregnancy that I have forgotten to share.”

  “Babe, you have to share everything with me, please. I’m not home every night, and I don’t want to miss out on one single thing. This is important to me.”

  It isn’t until that moment that I understand how important this is to him. I figured he’d be like most men, just going through the motions until the baby pops out, then taking all the bragging rights for what a miracle his child is. Braedyn truly wants to be a part of every little thing. He said so, but I just didn’t believe he meant it.

  “I’m sorry, Brae, I promise to tell you every tiny detail when it happens from now on.” I know I need to lighten the mood, so I add, “Right down to how many times I have to go to the bathroom each day.” I bat my eyes at him, hoping that he will find some levity in the situation. In my hormonal state I don’t think I could take him being angry with me.

  “Rylee, don’t be a smartass. I just need to know the important things, OK?”

  “Got it, important things only.” I lean over and kiss him, so he knows I understand.

  Rylee

  I’M STANDING IN THE bridal shop with my not-so-one-of-a-kind wedding dress. The Sophia Tolli I had originally purchased is back on the rack. Luckily, the shop owners and I are close. I refer a lot of business their way, so they didn’t hesitate to let me exchange the dress when I told them I was pregnant. Thank god, I didn’t have it altered at all.

  My new dress isn’t something you’d find in a Cinderella story, but then neither am I at eight months pregnant, so I guess that makes it perfect. I do love this dress, just not as much as I did the other one. This is my final fitting. Bailey thought it was best to wait until a couple of days before the wedding, just in case I blew up any more. Good call on her part; I swear I am as large as an Orca.

  “Rylee, I know tonight is Braedyn’s bachelor party. Do you want to do anything spe
cial? I know it’s just you and me, but…” Bailey asks

  “Nah, I’m good,” I tell her. “I’m exhausted by the time six o’clock rolls around, so trying to stay up past eight will be a miracle.” This baby has grown so much in the last thirty days that I feel like I’m carrying around a hundred-pound weight all the time. I’m so tired that after dinner I usually have my feet up and my eyes closed. That is unless Braedyn is home. Then I’m bent over on all fours as he pounds into me. The one thing this baby hasn’t done is kill my sex drive. I can’t get enough of that man.

  “Bailey, how is it that you can’t even tell you were preganant a month ago?” I swear that girl lost every pound she gained.

  “Just lucky, I guess,” is all she has to say for herself. She looks amazing in her gown. Ugh, I hate her.

  “Rylee, are you nervous about this weekend?” she asks.

  “Nope, I’ve got this,” I tell her. If you had asked me that question months ago, I would have said yes, but not now. There isn’t one bone in my body that doubts Braedyn and I are meant to be together.

  “What time do Jaxson, Rosie, and Penney get in?” she asks.

  “They should be here by eight tomorrow night.”

  “Cutting it kind of close, considering the wedding is at one the next day, don’t you think?”

  “Nah, I’m not worried. It means less entertaining I’ll have to do, so it works out better for me. They’ll come down and spend more time when the baby is born.”

  “All done, Rylee,” the seamstress says as she pins the last of the modifications. “You can pick it up late afternoon tomorrow,” she says.

  “Thank you,” I tell her.

  I have Bailey drop me off at home. I’m too tired to do anything else for the day, and I want to see Braedyn before he leaves for the night. Scott’s wife, Jeanette, is making Braedyn stay at their house tonight after his bachelor party and then again tomorrow. She still believes in that whole not see the bride before the wedding shit. He wanted to come home after the bachelor party, but she insisted that it would be good for him to just stay at their house since he would only be in the way the day before the wedding. Plus, I think she knew I needed a day of pampering and solitude before the big day. She’s always throwing out these little quips like “absense makes the heart grow fonder.”