by Unknown
He snickered. “I know you have those wheels turning in your head, so tell me what's going on.”
“Nothing much, I'm just excited about making love to you. I've missed you.”
He kissed her cheek. “Lead the way, sugar.”
She turned in the direction of her bedroom and grabbed his hand pulling him along. “Come on, it's this way.”
“You weren't kidding about being excited.” He moved quickly keeping pace with her.
She turned her head. “You're damn right I wasn't.”
They reached her bedroom and he waited while she went to the bathroom to brush. When she came out, he was already naked lying on her bed. Damn, his body was amazing. His chiseled physique was astonishing. His ropey arms would hold her so tight. His soft masculine lips gave her gooseflesh just thinking about them kissing her body. He was absolute perfection come to life. No longer was he broken and battered, but a healthy virile man. Her man.
His erection thick and long was rigid against his belly. He stroked it up and down as she approached the bed. She could see the tiny bead of pre-come in the slit. Her mouth watered to taste it. His salty-sweet taste would burst on her tongue.
“I have something I need you to take care of.” He stroked himself again, giving an “mmm,” of satisfaction. “You're a bit overdressed. Take off that gown and let me see that gorgeous body.”
“It's not so gorgeous anymore.” She crossed her arms, grabbed the hem, and yanked it over her head. A bit self-conscious with the gown gone she covered herself with her hands.
He frowned. “Don't hide yourself from me baby. I love your body like this. Our child has made you more beautiful than ever.” His hot palm rubbed across her belly, making her quiver. She could feel her damp need between her legs. She remembered masturbating in the bathtub and blushed.
“Don't be embarrassed. I love you just the way you are.”
She crawled on the bed. “I'm not embarrassed, I'm horny. It's a side effect of pregnancy, so it's a good thing you showed up when you did.”
He pulled her head down for a possessive, demanding, curl-your-toes-and-make-you-cream, kind of kiss. God, she had missed him.
Their tongues danced together in a sensual duel, igniting a fire inside her. She reached down and stroked him from root to tip, while she kissed him senseless.
He broke the kiss. “Damn, baby, I love the way you touch me.” He closed his eyes and pumped in time with her strokes up and down his cock.
She licked his flat nipple as she fondled his balls in her hand. She wanted to please him.
“How should we do this? I don't want to hurt you or the baby.” He looked a bit stressed, like he wasn't the, 'in control' Kyle she'd always known. He had always taken her in hand and commanded her body, but now he seemed apprehensive. She decided to take matters into her own hands, quite literally. She reached down using two fingers to rub her clit while the other flicked her nipple. “Mmm, this feels good, Kyle.”
Kyle was on top of her in a nanosecond. “Don't stop touching yourself. I want you to come for me.” He put his head down between her legs, licking her seam. She was ready. He could taste her arousal on his tongue. He licked his lips. “Now this, I remember.” He opened her delicate tissue, exposing her little hole and lapped her juice up like a starving man. His tongue fucked her in and out, eliciting tiny whimpers from her. He wanted to see her face, but the baby bump was in the way. He watched her fingers make swirling patterns on her clit and swore under his breath. Damn, she's sexy. He licked her fingers. “Let me take over, babe.” He moved up and licked her hard nubbin with the flat of his tongue. He had to hold her hips just to keep her still. She writhed in his hands, seeking more pleasure. Pleasure he was willing to give. This was his dream every night since he'd been home. The dream he couldn't quite remember, but haunted him relentlessly.
“Mmm, that feels so good. Whatever you do, don't stop.” She rolled her hips in time with his strokes, making little mewling sounds that were torturing him.
He needed her hands on him, her lips, that velvety wet tongue licking his cock, sucking, taking him all the way in. He wanted to love her with his body and soul, to show her through pleasure, how much he cared. She was his goddess, his life, hopefully his wife.
He hummed, vibrating his tongue directly on her clit. She squealed and shattered in his hands. He lapped greedily at her juice, taking in her very essence.
She tried slamming her knees shut as he continued his sensual assault on her pussy, making her squeal again.
“Please, sir, I need you inside me now.”
“Sir. Damn, I love that.” He came up on his knees, spread her creamy white legs further apart, and dipped in one excruciating inch at a time. He felt the little aftershocks of her orgasm, massaging his cock, pulling him closer than he wanted to be to his own orgasm. He tried thinking of other things to keep his mind occupied. The foot bone's connected to the leg bone. The leg bone's connected to my cock. Ah shit, I'm gonna come.
His pumps became shallow and uneven rubbing against her clit with each stroke. He watched her eyes making sure he didn't hurt her, but rather gave her pleasure. His balls were slapping her ass with every thrust. He felt the telltale tingle in his spine, his balls drew up and he pumped two more times and came inside her, calling her name.
He fell on his elbows keeping his weight off of her, and then rolled to his side, pulling her into him. He placed his hand on her belly, feeling a small movement. His son was growing in her womb, and he couldn't be happier. Now all he had to do was get his mama to agree to marry him. He had an idea, but he would have to hurry before they closed. He had to go get her the ultimate gift.
“Babe? Are you awake?”
“Mm hmm, but just barely. That was exactly what I needed. I'm going to need it again after my nap.” She snuggled her butt into him, causing him another erection. What he wouldn't give to take her again right now, but he needed to go.
“I need to go, so take a nap and I'll be back before you know it.”
She stiffened. “Go? Why do you need to go? I just got you back and you're leaving me already? What, you just needed a fuck to hold you over?”
He cupped her chin in his hand and turned her head. “I'm not leaving you ever again and no, I didn't need a fuck. I needed to make love to you. And I just need to go out for a bit.”
“Okay, but you better come back. I mean it. I can't go through losing you again. Jeff kept me away from you, so please don't tell him we're together.”
“What do you mean he kept you away from me?” Anger hot and red burned inside him.
“He wouldn't let me come and see you in the hospital. He blamed me for you being in there, so he had me banned. I wanted to be there for you, so I snuck in and that's when you told me to go away.” She was rigid and trying to pull away from him.
Hell no, she wasn't going to erect those walls again. He'd only just gotten her to trust him. “Baby, I'm so sorry about Jeff. I'll have a talk with him, I swear, and he'll never keep us apart again. I'm here to stay.” She relaxed a little and snuggled back into him.
He swore under his breath. If she kept wiggling her behind against his cock, he wouldn't be able to leave, but now he had two things he needed to do. Buy her a baby gift and talk to Jeff.
Jeff would be lucky if he didn't end up on the floor, but he had taken care of Kyle throughout his ordeal, so maybe it would spare him some pain.
“Laine, have a nap and I'll be back in a flash. I promise.”
“Okay,” she replied sleepily. “Take the key from the kitchen drawer and lock the door on your way out.”
He knew he'd been in this museum many times before, but with a sketchy memory he hoped he didn't get lost. He certainly didn't want to disturb her, she was already falling asleep. He slipped out of the bed, put his clothes on and headed for the kitchen. He followed the most familiar path, finding the kitchen on the left, off of a long hallway. He skidded to a stop, staring at a whole room full of drawers.
“Sonofabitch!”
He started with the closest drawer to him finding pack after pack of AAA batteries, but no key. If there were ever a battery shortage, she would be prepared. He wondered idly what all those gleaming silver batteries were for, but dismissed it and kept searching. After going through no less than a dozen drawers, he finally found a small gold key with a white tag that said, 'house' on it. He headed for the front door, slipped the key in the lock and turned it. “Alright, it works.” He locked the door, pulled the key out and headed for his truck. First things first, he would pick up the baby gift for Laine. Second, he would talk to Jeff and try not to hurt him.
He smiled as he pulled out of her drive, knowing when he returned, she would be there waiting for him with open arms. He recognized the spot where he got hit, the place that changed his life. It was also the place that would go on to give him a new life, a life with Laine and his son.
Eternal_Bliss
CHAPTER NINETEEN
The salesman said it was the best they had. It cost enough, so it better be the best they had. Kyle drove over to the station. It was time to talk to Jeff, like it or not. He realized he couldn't be too angry with Jeff; he knew he was only looking out for him when he banned Laine, but still, he shouldn't have done it.
He pulled in, noticing the engine was gone, but climbed out anyway, hoping they would get back soon. He wandered up the stairs to the kitchen and found Steve dipping a doughnut in his coffee. “Those are bad for you.”
Steve took an exaggerated bite, then he said around a mouthful of food, “Yum.”
“Any idea when Jeff might be back? I need to have a word with him about Laine.”
Steve sighed, “You know? What's the point? He isn't going to change his mind. He doesn't want to lose you, especially to Laine. He's jealous of her and he blames her for your injuries. So do most of the guys. I happen to know it was a freak accident. The other medics told me she was with you the entire time, she had to be pulled away and she passed out. She went through hell with you, and then Jeff exploded on her like a crazed lunatic. He had to be held back, but I'll give her this, she stood her ground against him,” he chuckled, “I almost think she could've taken him. You have no idea what she went through, but she's a tough cookie.”
“This isn't helping Jeff's defense. I'm getting angrier with him, the more I find out. I got the feeling that Laine was afraid of him. She didn't want me to tell Jeff we were back together.”
Steve clapped him on the back. “Congratulations man. I knew you two would work it out. And congrats on the baby, Daddy.”
“Wait a minute, you knew? Why didn't anybody tell me? Why is it I'm going to be a father and I'm the last to know? Does Jeff know?”
Steve scoffed. “Hell, yeah, he knows and he isn't too happy about it. He thinks she did it to trap you. He calls her the ultimate Minivan.” He shook his head in disgust.
“She's not a Minivan. She's anything but. I don't deserve her, but she'll be my wife if she'll have me. I love her, I have since I met her in the crash. There was something about her that triggered something in me, and I just knew.”
“I knew when you asked me for her information. There was something different about you. Now with a baby, I think you two should tie the knot. It's only right to make her an honest woman.”
“I plan to. I just hope like hell she'll agree to it. You have no idea what it's like to get her to trust a man. She wasn't even going to have the baby.” That memory took him by surprise. He remembered the argument they were having just prior to the accident. She wasn't sure if she wanted to have the baby, and she sure as hell didn't want to get married, but maybe since David confessed he was gay, she would change her mind.
“She wasn't? Huh, she seemed so attached to it at the hospital.” Steve scratched his head and then dipped another doughnut in his coffee.
“I just think she was scared. You remember Doctor Gross?”
“Yeah, he was your neurosurgeon.”
“Well, he is Laine's ex-fiancée, and he left her standing at the altar, so she's not exactly the most trusting when it comes to men.”
“Damn. Why would any sane man leave a woman like her standing at the altar? What is he, gay?” He chuckled.
“How'd you know?”
Steve spewed his coffee. “Seriously? I didn't know. I was just guessing. Why in the hell did he ask her to marry him in the first place then?”
“It probably had something to do with a cover. I'm pretty sure he's not out, so don't say anything about this to anybody.” Kyle ran his hand through his hair and then took one of Steve's doughnuts.
Steve snatched the package away. “Hey, get your own. I used my hard earned eighty-five cents to buy these.”
Kyle pulled out his wallet. “Here's a dollar. Get you some more.”
Steve pushed the dollar back to him. “No, you keep this. You're going to need it with a baby on the way. You two thought about a name yet?”
“She says she wants to name him Kyle, after me.” He smiled.
“Oh, God help us, another Kyle in the world could be disastrous.”
Kyle bumped him with his shoulder. “Hey, there's nothing wrong with me. It's Jeff that shouldn't procreate.”
“Damn right, I shouldn't,” Jeff said from the doorway." He walked toward them and sat down, propping his elbows on the table.
“I didn't even notice you guys were back.”
“The engine isn't in the building yet, it needs to be washed. I guess whoever is washing it should keep his shirt on. We don't want any more wrecks out front to take another one of us down.”
Kyle huffed out a breath, frustrated. “She didn't take me down. I wish you would get it through your thick skull that I love her and I want to marry her. We're going to have a baby, did you know that?”
“Yup, I know she did it to trap you. Condoms, for the most part, are safe and sturdy. How is it hers just so happened to break?” He stared at Kyle, challenging him.
Kyle's face heated, but to shut Jeff up, he would tell all. “We had to use a small glow-in-the-dark condom, and it just broke. It wasn't her fault. It was just a piece of shit condom, alright?”
Both Steve and Jeff cracked up laughing. “Glow-in-the-fucking-dark, are you shittin' me?” Jeff said through a fit of laughter.
“Shut up, asshole. We had to use something. It was that, or plastic wrap and a twisty tie.”
“Well it's a bit late to worry about it now,” Steve said and finished off his coffee. “My rig needs cleaning, so I'll leave you two to it.” He gave Kyle a sympathetic smile and left.
Jeff sighed. “What is it about her that has you so fuckin' crazy?”
“Dammit Jeff, I'm not crazy, I'm in love. You remember what Pops used to tell us? He told us that you would know her when you met her. Well, I knew when she crashed out front. She was everything I wanted in a woman, everything I needed. I wish you could understand.”
“Believe it or not, I do.” Jeff conceded.
“You do?” Kyle looked at him incredulously. “Then why the hell have you been giving me so much shit about it then?”
“Because I didn't want you to leave me behind. We had a good thing going with just the two of us, like always.” He hung his head.
“Man, I ain't leavin' you. You're just gaining a sister and a nephew. Why can't you just be happy for me?”
“I'm happy for you. There, I said it, but what about me? I'm gonna be livin' alone, right? I mean, you and Laine aren't planning on moving into our tiny little house with a baby are you?” He shuddered.
“No, we aren't moving into that dinky house with a baby. I'm gonna be livin' in that museum with her.”
“Museum?”
“Yup, her house is probably five-thousand square feet if it's an inch.”
“Well, maybe I can ... ”
“No.” Kyle cut him off.
“Shit. I'm gonna need a roommate that knows how to do laundry.” Jeff grumbled.
“You seem awfully good with
this now. Why is that?”
Jeff pointed at himself. “Melanie.”
Kyle laughed. “Dude, you're fucked.”
Jeff smiled back. “No, you mean, we're fucked.”
“Yup,” Kyle said.
“Yup,” Jeff agreed.
“I gotta get goin,' Laine is at home taking a nap, apparently this pregnancy is really hard on her.”
Jeff scrubbed his face with his hands. “Kyle, can you tell her I'm sorry and I really do want to make things right?”
Kyle clapped him on the arm. “Will do and the one you need to make it right with is Melanie. If she's the one, don't let her get away.”
“Fuck. I know, but I don't know how.”
“Well, figure it out. Sometimes you just have to swallow your pride and just lay it all on the line.”
“That's easy for you to say. You have your woman and a kid in the oven. Melanie won't even talk to me.”
“You'll figure it out. Just get her on the phone, apologize like there's no tomorrow and hope like hell she won't hang up.” Kyle stood up and turned to leave.
“Hey, Kyle, I really am happy for you. I'm sorry I messed things up for you and Laine and I'm really sorry about how I treated her. I hope she'll forgive me.”
“I know you were looking out for me, but there was no excuse for treating her like that. I forgive you, but I don't know if she will. Look, I gotta go, but maybe we could get together and have dinner. I'll ask her, it's the best I can do.”
“Good enough. You better get back in case she needs you. You said this pregnancy is hard on her. How bad is it?”
“Bad enough she's still having morning sickness.”
“Gross. That's more info than I needed brother.”
“You asked. I was just answering your question.”
“Go take her a pack of crackers and a ginger soda.”
Kyle gave a mock salute. “Will do, but I have another couple of surprises for her. You want to see?”