by Unknown
“What is it?”
“It's downstairs. Come on.”
Jeff got up from the table and headed down stairs with Kyle. They crossed the engine bay and went out the side door to the parking lot. Jeff immediately cringed. He was staring at a brand spanking new, champagne colored Minivan. “Oh shit, you didn't trade the truck for this did you?”
“You bet your ass I did. Hey man, don't knock it. It's like a super spy vehicle. There are so many places you can put stuff, it ain't real. It's got doors that open automatically and the back one does too. I love this thing. Plus, it's got a built in baby seat for Kyle Jr.”
“You're having a boy?” He clapped Kyle on the back. “Congratulations, man.”
Kyle climbed in the Minivan, pushed the button, and rolled down the window. “I'll catch you later. I've got to get home before she wakes up.” Jeff nodded and he rolled up the window and drove off.
* * * *
“I swear there's nothing left to puke.” This was the third time her nap had been interrupted by morning sickness. Laine flushed the toilet and went to the sink to wash her mouth out, again. She headed back into her bedroom, checked the clock by the bed and wondered what was taking Kyle so long. He'd been gone for a couple of hours.
She thought that maybe he'd changed his mind about her and a baby. It flitted through her mind, but she dismissed it. Kyle had seemed so serious about moving in, he was probably at his house packing. That thought made her deliriously happy. Finally, she and Kyle would be together. She got back in her bed, hugged up to her body pillow and tried getting comfortable.
She was almost back to sleep when her phone rang.
“Hello.”
“Hey, Laine, it's Mel. I have some baby stuff I want to bring over and don't forget we have birthing classes tonight at nine.”
“Oh, damn, I completely forgot. Look, something's come up and I don't think I'll make it tonight.”
“What do you mean? We have to learn the breathing exercises tonight.”
She should just tell her. “Mel, Kyle's back.” There she said it. It still felt foreign to her. Kyle is back. She still couldn't believe it. It was her dream coming true. Not that she still wasn't terrified, but she had dreamed of the day she and Kyle would be back together.
There was a silence on the other end and then, “Oh ,really?”
Laine sighed. Melanie had been so excited about the baby and had done everything she could to help Laine get ready, including being her birthing coach. Everything was such a mess, again. “Mel, we can still do this together, I just need to take tonight off. I've been sick all day and I just need to rest. Kyle isn't even here right now.”
Melanie gave a nervous laugh. “Well, why didn't you say that to begin with? I've been here the entire time and I want to be there for the birth of my nephew.”
“Mel, I promise you will be there for the birth, but don't you think Kyle has a right to be there too?”
“Yes, as long as he's going to be there for you after. I mean, why hasn't he called you or done anything to let you know he was still interested, and what about the girlfriend?”
“He doesn't have a girlfriend, she's his physical therapist. She just answered his phone while he worked out.” She readjusted her pillow to support her back, and sat up. This could be a long call.
“What about Jeff? You can't handle the stress if he goes all ballistic on you again. I'm glad I smacked him silly. He certainly deserved it, no matter how cute he is.”
“I told Kyle not to say anything to Jeff. I'm sure he will, but I don't think he'll let him treat me with anything other than respect now.” She needed a distraction to get Melanie onto a different topic. “So, what did you buy little Kyle this time?”
“Oh, I bought him another teddy bear, but this one has a cute little hat and plays a song when you squeeze the tummy. Also, I picked up something for you.”
“Is it chocolate and creamy?”
“No.”
“Then I don't want it.”
“It's a baby monitor with a camera on it, so you can watch the baby from anywhere in the house. You can clip it to your pocket and walk around with it. It's so neat.”
“Fine, I'll take it, but I really would have preferred the chocolate.” She laughed without much humor. Her chocolate cravings were at an all-time high and the fake stuff just wasn't cutting it.
“I'll bring you some more muffins tomorrow.”
“I still have muffins, but it's a chocolate bar or ice cream I want. If I don't get some real chocolate soon, the teddy bear gets it.”
“You wouldn't dare?”
“I would and I will. Now bring me some chocolate, or I'll get Kyle to bring me some.”
“He doesn't know you shouldn't have it. Fine, I'll bring you a candy bar, but only one and I'm filling Kyle in on your diet. I can't have him showering you with chocolates and other treats.”
“You would wouldn't you. I just can't win between the two of you.”
“Between the two of whom?” Kyle, asked entering the bedroom. He walked over to her and kissed her on her head. He held a small vase of pink carnations in his hand. He looked around and put them on her dresser so she could admire them.
“Between you and Melanie. You both want me to eat healthy and I want chocolate.”
She put her hand over the mouthpiece and kissed Kyle, just a sweet peck. The hunger in his ice-blue eyes suggested he wanted to do a lot more than kiss and so did she.
“Alright, Laine, I can hear you two smooching, so I'll let you go and bring you this stuff tomorrow.”
“Okay, see you tomorrow.” She hung up the phone and kissed him so deeply she was almost lost in him.
He broke the kiss. “So why do you need to eat so healthy, other than you're pregnant?”
She folded her hands in her lap and sighed, “Because I have gestational diabetes.” Spoken like a sullen child.
Kyle tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, and tilted her chin up with his finger. “And you will eat healthy too, but I think I have something to remedy that chocolate craving. It goes something like this.” He cupped her heavy breast in his palm, gently kneading it, until her nipple beaded into a taut point.
“Yeah, that might get my mind off of chocolate,” she said through a breathy moan.
“I thought so.” His low baritone voice vibrated against her ear, making her shiver. He bent his head down and took the taut nipple into his mouth through her gown. She grabbed the back of his head holding him to her. He gave a breathy laugh and kept sucking.
“Mmm, don't stop. Please, don't stop. And Kyle, don't you dare take it easy on me. I've waited too long for this. I want you like you took me the first night we were together.” Her hand drifted down her body, pulling her gown up. She needed to be completely naked, skin to skin. She wanted all of him.
As her gown rose above her thighs, his hand skimmed up her bare thigh to her slick folds. He swirled his fingers in her liquid heat and entered her tiny hole with two fingers, fucking her in and out. She arched her back, giving tiny whimpers. With his other hand, he raised her gown up and over her head, exposing her swollen breasts. He gently rolled each rose colored nipple between his fingers.
“You're so damn beautiful, baby. I can't believe you're mine.” He kissed a path from her mouth, stopping to nibble on her bottom lip, to her swollen belly. He gave a gentle kiss to his son, loving him and his mother. “Daddy's here little Kyle and I'll never leave you.”
The tender moment was so beautiful it almost made her cry. If she hadn't been so turned on she would have. His sensual assault was stealing her sanity. She needed him inside her now. She was completely exposed and he had yet to take off one article of clothing. “Kyle, you're a bit over dressed. Take your clothes off and make love to me.”
He quickly toed off his boots, slipped out of his jeans and pulled his shirt over his head. “Yes Ma'am, I aim to please.” He climbed in the bed with her, lying side by side. He bent his head down and captured one t
aut little berry in his mouth, while his fingers continued to caress her slick folds. “You like that, baby?”
“Yes, I love everything you do to me.” He pressed his erection into her leg. She reached down and stroked his length, twisting her hand, rubbing his bulbous heart shaped head, then stroked again and again.
“You're gonna have to stop that. I don't want to come in your hand. I want to come inside you.” She made one more sensual pass on him and stopped. She loved the feel of his velvety steel in her hand. She loved him better inside her, stretching her, filling her.
She burned from the inside out with need for him. She truly loved this man and wanted everything with him. She felt this to her very soul. He had changed her whole outlook on marriage and children in one little accident. She realized she loved him from the first night they were together, the night they conceived little Kyle. “Kyle, I love you.”
He stopped licking her nipple and stared her into her eyes. “I love you too, Laine.”
Eternal_Bliss
CHAPTER TWENTY
“I need to taste you, baby.” Kyle situated himself between her creamy thighs, flattened his tongue and licked her from back to front, stopped above her clit and flicked it with the tip of his tongue.
Her thighs clamped around his head, quivering with every flick of his tongue. Her head thrashed from side to side on her pillow, she whimpered with every lick, burning inside, aching for more. She needed. She needed him. Her breaths were shallow pants and her breasts jiggled with each roll of her hips. She tipped her pelvis up, stabbed her fingers through his short black hair, seeking more, more of the pleasure, more of his love.
He swirled his finger in her juices, then lowered it to her tiny puckered hole. He pushed in a little, letting her adjust, stretching her. He hadn't taken her virgin hole yet, but wanted to have all of her. No other man would ever have her there. No man would ever touch her again. She was his completely, body and soul.
He pushed his finger in, eliciting a guttural moan from her. “Tell me you want me to take this sweet little ass of yours, baby.” Damn, he wanted to hear those words. He needed to hear those words. His cock ached and wept pre-come with anticipation. He could swear he'd never been as hard as he was this very moment. He could almost feel the breach of her tiny hole stretching around him, gripping him tighter than he'd ever been gripped.
“Please take me. Take my ass.” He stretched her, fucking her in and out with his finger. He swirled another finger in her juice getting more lube, and added it with the other. She moaned loud and low, moving her hips up, taking more.
He cursed under his breath. She was so beautiful he couldn't stand it. Her body responded to his every movement perfectly. He licked her clit while he got her ass ready for his size, bringing her close to an orgasm. Her whole body was tense and quivering, telling him she was close. “Come for me, baby.” He licked her clit fast and hard with his tongue and she exploded, calling his name.
He lapped at her cream like a starving man, letting her sweet flavor dance on his tongue. He would never tire of her. He could never get enough of her. His love for Laine expanded in his chest, almost seizing his heart. He felt it all the way to his soul. She completed him.
His nostrils flared taking in her musky aroma. Everything about her enticed him, pulled him in further. He could barely wait to take her completely.
A fine sheen of sweat covered their bodies. He burned from his head to his toes with need for her. He scissored his fingers inside her, stretching her further. In and out he moved his fingers adding another and another until she was ready. He came up on his knees between her legs, spread them wide, fitted himself to her little hole and pushed in slowly. She bit her bottom lip and balled her fists in the sheets.
“Ah ... ah ... ohmigod, ohmigod, Kyle, please I need.” She thrashed her head wildly.
“What do you need? Tell me,” he said through clenched teeth. She was so damn tight she was clenching him like a vise grip.
“I need you to ... move.” She had a white knuckle grip on the bed sheets, her eyes were closed and her mouth was open on a perfect little O.
He pushed in further until he felt the little pop, and slid in to the hilt. “Oh yeah, babe.”
“Mmm, that's better.” Her grip on the sheets eased and her eyes opened looking into his eyes.
He slid in and out in long slow strokes, taking it easy on her delicate tissue. She tilted her pelvis up meeting him stroke for stroke. He held her knees and picked up the pace, the only sounds in the room were flesh slapping flesh and the moans and pants of breath. He dropped down, holding himself above her with his arms and slid into her. He felt his balls slapping her ass, bringing him close to his release. “Dammit, baby, I won't last much longer.”
He watched her breasts bounce up and down with each thrust, tempting him to take one into his mouth. As he laved her nipple with loving attention, he snaked a hand between them, found her clit, and rubbed in small circles, bringing her to another orgasm.
Her legs locked around his waist, her heels dug into his ass as he rode her. “Oh, Kyle,” she said, as he felt her orgasm crash over her.
She clenched him tight. He pumped a final time and felt his balls draw up. A tingle ran up his spine and he followed right behind her, growling out his release as his seed spurt inside her.
“Woman, you're gonna be the death of me.” He pulled out and collapsed on his side, breathing heavily.
“Yeah, I could say the same about you.” She rubbed the arm he had slung over her. She turned on her side facing him and kissed him, her tongue danced sensually with his in a toe-curling-mind-melting-make-you-come-all-over-again kiss.
He broke the kiss. “We need to get cleaned up. I'll draw you a bath and wash you, then I'll give you your surprise.”
She scoffed, “I'm perfectly capable of washing myself.”
“You would deny me the pleasure of washing you?” He made a mock frown.
She smiled. “Of course not, bathe away. Just remember I like to be pampered, so if you start something, I'm going to need it for life.”
He loved the sound of that. Life was exactly what he had in mind. For once, he felt sure that when he asked her to marry him, she would say yes. He sighed, one less thing to be worried about. “You got it, babe. I'll pamper you and the baby.”
He was reluctant to leave her, but he got up and headed for the bathroom. He cleaned himself up, ran a bath and went back to collect her.
She had already fallen asleep, but she needed to be cleaned, so he picked her up and carried her to the tub. He slid her in the warm water and joined her, propping her up against him.
“Mmm, now this, I could get used to.” She snuggled into him with the warm water lapping delectably at her flesh.
“I hope so, because I plan to be here to do this as often as you like.” He poured floral scented body wash on the washcloth and gently scrubbed her chest while kissing her on her shoulder.
She turned to look at him. “Do you really mean that, Kyle? Are you really going to be here for the long haul?”
Without missing a beat, he said, “You bet your sweet ass I will.” He kissed her, just a loving little promise of a kiss. It was a sweet guarantee of their new life together. “Let's get you cleaned up. I have something to show you.” He waggled his brows with a smile on his face.
“I love surprises. I can't wait. Let me have the washcloth.” She reached for it and he held it away.
“I said I was going to give you a bath, now don't deny me my fun.” He tapped her on the end of her nose, leaving behind a dollop of bubbles.
She swiped it off and rolled her eyes. “Have your fun.” She lay against him, letting him bathe her.
“I could get used to this. I love touching your body, especially here.” He gently rubbed the cloth across her labia, grazing her clit.
She gasped and arched into him.
“Uh uh, we need to get out of here before we end up having sex again. Besides, my fingers are getting all
pruney.”
He washed her body with love and care, saying with actions, what he felt in his heart.
“Did you tell Jeff we were back together?”
His hand paused. He wasn't expecting that question, but he would be honest. “Yes, I did, and I think he finally gets it. He finally understands you're the one for me.”
“I find that hard to believe. I mean, he was so adamant that I stay away from you, that I was just trying to trap you. You know I didn't do that right?”
“Of course, I know that. I was there, I chose to use the glow-in-the-dark condom and I don't regret it one bit. I love that you're having my son.” He rubbed her belly for emphasis.
She covered his hands with hers and relaxed against him. “I love that I'm having your son too.”
“Jeff asked me to tell you he was sorry. I told him I forgive him, but I didn't know if you would.”
“I do forgive him. He was trying to protect you. I get it. I hated him at the time, but he was looking out for you. I would have done the same if I were in his shoes. I would protect you with my life.” She reached down and pulled the plug from the drain. “Now, I don't want to talk about Jeff anymore. I want to get dressed and see my surprise.” She leaned forward, letting him up, and then he helped her up.
“I have a feeling you're going to love it.” He grabbed a fluffy towel and dried her off, then himself, and headed for the bedroom to dress. She pulled her gown back on and he slipped his pants on, leaving the top button undone. He patted his pocket, made sure the key was still there and headed for the door.
“Just tell me what it is.” She grumbled as they walked down the long hall.
He turned to her. “No way, I want to see the look on your face when you see it.” They reached the foyer, he opened the door and there in the driveway sat a champagne colored Minivan. He watched as her eyes went wide. “What do you think? I traded the truck in for this. It's nice, huh?” He led her out the door, down the sidewalk and up to the Minivan. He pulled out the key and handed it to her. He noticed she hadn't said a word yet. “Well? Do you like it?”