[Bad Blooded Rebel Series 06] - Deeper

by Mellie George

  “I can’t wait,” she answered, leaning her face closer and kissing me. I slid my tongue inside her mouth kissed her hard before I slammed my cock inside her, making her gasp and cry out in pleasure. “Oh God! That feels amazing,” she panted, grinding her hips.

  I thrust in and out of her at a rapid pace, knowing that I wasn’t going to be able to hold out any longer before I came hard and I could feel her body clenching my dick like a tight, wet glove. I felt a deep tingling at the base of my spine and I pressed my forehead to hers, grunting out, “Can’t hold on.”

  “Come inside me,” she breathed as she clawed at my back and dug her heels into my ass. At that moment all my control was lost and I exploded in a bone-melting orgasm. Her inner walls contracted hard and I could feel her release rolling down my throbbing cock. As we both came down from our powerful releases, I felt such a sense of euphoria. I’d just had some of the most incredibly intense sex with my beautiful wife while we were twenty-thousand feet in the air. My life definitely did not suck.

  “If plane sex is this hot I can’t wait until we get to wherever we’re going and we can really get loud,” Jessie said as I felt her heart pounding in her chest. “We’ll probably scare off the other guests.”

  I grinned and kissed her nose. “I already thought of that and it won’t be a problem. We have a private house so we could install a sex swing in the sliding door frames if we wanted to and there won’t be anyone for miles to see us. We could even be completely naked for our entire honeymoon, just saying.”

  She laughed and said, “You really are the perfect husband, aren’t you?”

  “I’m trying to be,” I laughed.

  “Believe me, you’re off to a good start. I love you,” she said, stifling a yawn.

  “I love you too, beautiful. It’s going to be a while before we get to our honeymoon so why don’t we both get some sleep? I don’t know about you but I’m really starting to feel this day.”

  “Me too,” she answered, smiling. “Just promise me one thing before we fall asleep?”

  “What’s that?”

  “Promise to hold me and never let go?”

  I grinned at her and whispered against her lips, “Never ever,” before kissing her gently. I rolled to my side and covered us with a blanket before I enveloped her into my arms. Never letting go of this incredible girl was the easiest promise I’d ever made.

  Chapter 16

  Jessie

  Fifteen Months Later

  “Jessie, baby, are you okay?” Kris called through the bathroom door.

  “No, just give me a minute,” I snapped. I grabbed some toilet paper from the roll next to me and wiped my mouth. This was agony; why the hell did I have to come down with a stomach bug the day before Danni and Beau’s wedding? I leaned back on my knees and ran my fingers through my hair and had a thought…maybe I was getting sick because I was still a little bothered by the fact that both Danni and Everleigh were pregnant and I still wasn’t.

  We’d been trying unsuccessfully for fifteen months to get pregnant and the wait was wearing on both of us. Now with both Everleigh and Danni heavily pregnant, it was getting harder and harder every month when the tests were negative. It was killing me that our dream of having a family was so close and yet Kris and I couldn’t have the one thing we both wanted. Life was dangling a fucking carrot right in front of us and I was afraid that I was going to snap on someone if we didn’t get our hands on it soon.

  I quickly banished my thoughts and flushed the toilet and stood slowly. I moved to the door and opened it, walking out to find Kris leaning against the wall with a worried look on his handsome face. “Jessie, what’s wrong?”

  “Nothing’s wrong. I just feel like shit,” I grumbled as I crossed the room and collapsed onto our bed.

  “Are you sick?” he asked as he sat next to me and started stroking my hair.

  “Apparently so. I’ve been throwing up since I woke up this morning. I hope this goes away before Danni’s bachelorette party tonight. Being sick is the last thing in the world I need to be right now.”

  “Jess, baby, you can’t help it if you get sick.”

  “I know but the wedding is tomorrow and I’m a bridesmaid. Fuck, why is this happening now?” I barked out angrily. I’d helped Danni plan this wedding down to the last detail and now I wasn’t even going to be able to enjoy it.

  He looked at me as I frustratingly threw my arm over my eyes. I laid there for a few moments, taking deep breaths to try and calm myself down. When I looked at him, he had a strange look on his face. He looked like he was thinking extremely hard about something.

  He was stroking my hair and asked, “Um, Jessie, I’m no doctor but I think you might not be sick.”

  For some reason, his response irritated the hell out of me. I glared at him and snapped, “What are you talking about? Of course I’m sick, I’ve been throwing up all damn day. Why else would I-” I stopped dead mid sentence as realization hit me.

  Of course Kris would know something was up before I did. Since we began trying over a year ago, he kept track of my periods as much as I did so we’d always know the best times to get pregnant. Most guys wouldn’t want to know that stuff but I knew how lucky I was. I had the most amazing husband.

  “We still have those tests in the bathroom?” he asked, excitement beginning to bubble within me.

  “I’ll go take one right now,” I said, quickly moving off the bed and running toward the bathroom.

  “Take them all just to be sure!” he called out.

  “Okay, I’ll let you know when I’m done!” I yelled. Since we began trying, we made a pact that if I took a pregnancy test we would look at the results together. I grabbed the last few tests and frantically tore one open. I unzipped my jeans and pulled them down, along with my panties and sat on the toilet. I immediately took test after test, eventually taking ten tests in all.

  Please God let this be real…

  I washed my hands and flushed the toilet before setting an alarm on my phone and coming out of the bathroom.

  “You take them all?” he asked me.

  “Yeah, every last one.”

  “How many were left?”

  “Ten,” I replied before blowing out a nervous breath. “This is crazy, right? Am I being nuts to have my hopes up?”

  “No, you’re not. You’re two weeks late and ever since you’ve started these treatments you’ve never been late. Not even one day,” he replied.

  The timer on my cell phone started to beep…it was time to look.

  He took my face into his hands and stated, “Listen to me baby. Whatever those tests show we’ll deal with it together, okay?”

  I blinked my eyes a few times before nodding and saying, “Okay.” I blew out a nervous breath and took his hand. “You ready?”

  “Let’s do this,” he replied and we walked into the bathroom together. When I picked up the first test I took a deep breath before turning it over. When I did, our eyes fell on the results window and I gasped sharply when I saw what I’m sure he saw…it was positive.

  I turned to him and his lips were turning up into a smile as I grabbed a second test off the counter. “We need to check them all before we get too excited,” he suggested.

  “Okay,” I answered, my eyes stinging with tears. One by one we checked each and every test and by the time we reached the tenth one, I was unable to stop the tears from pouring down my face. Every single test was positive.

  “Kris…” I whispered, my eyes blurring with happy tears.

  “We’re having a baby,” he said, his voice breaking.

  “We’re having a baby!” I shouted excitedly before jumping up and wrapping my arms around his neck. He picked me up and guided my legs around his waist as he carried me toward the bed. As I began kissing his neck and tugging at his shirt, he laughed out loud.

  “I thought you were sick,” he stated as I felt his dick hardening between my legs.

  “We just found out after years of tortur
e and tears that we are finally going to have the family we always dreamed of. I suddenly feel a zillion times better.” He was holding onto my waist and I quickly pulled my shirt over my head and threw it across the room. “Right now I want to relive what we did to make this little one. What do you say, Daddy?” I asked, wiggling into him and smiling so wide that my face hurt.

  “I say hell fucking yeah,” he said eagerly and kissed me so passionately that I thought I’d melt right then.

  As we spent the afternoon making love, I felt such a peace that I’d never felt before in my life. I was married to the only man I’d ever loved and was living the life most people dreamed about, yet the moment we saw the positive pregnancy tests, something changed in me. I’d always ache for the little girl we lost and that pain would never, ever go away, but I felt that all of the pain we endured was meant to lead us here. This was our time, our moment, our family.

  I’d never been happier in my whole life.

  “Okay that sounds great, Jagger. Are you guys sure this is what you want?” I asked, holding my phone to my ear as I thumbed through a few invoices.

  “Fuck yes. I’m tired of the twin bastards running us all ragged and abusing their power over us all because of a fucking piece of paper. Our contract is up and we want to move on to another label. We’ve talked it through and we all think Rebel Records is where we want to be,” Jagger replied.

  “Awesome, I can’t wait to sit down with you and get it all hashed out. It’s going to be awesome to have more than one band on our label,” I laughed.

  “Well even so, anything has to be better than this shit with Bulldoze,” Jagger said. “A monkey could do a better job.”

  I smiled and snorted out a sarcastic laugh. “Gee fucking thanks, you ass.”

  “I’m just joking, Jess. I can’t wait to start calling you boss.”

  “I like the sound of that,” I replied, grinning.

  “I do too. So, how’s the tummy?” he asked me.

  I smiled and placed a hand on my swollen belly. “It’s growing every day. I can’t wait for Kris to feel the baby kicking. I have felt it for a while now, but my doctor said he should be able to any day now.”

  “Are you far enough along to know if you’re having a boy or a girl?”

  “Yes, but Kris and I decided we didn’t want to know the sex of the baby. We want to be surprised.”

  “Well, that’s your call I guess. I’m really happy for you, Jess.”

  “Aw, thanks, that means a lot. Listen, I have a shit ton of paperwork to go through so I have to run, but I’ll see you and the boys on the eighteenth?”

  “You know it. Thanks a million, Jessie.”

  “Anytime, Jagger. Just have your manager shoot me an email with your travel itinerary and we’ll go from there. Talk to you soon,” I said before we both hung up. I smiled and slapped my desk with my palms in victory before I picked up a few more invoices and placed them in a manila folder. As I stood up to put the file away, I felt so excited about everything that was about to happen in my life.

  When we’d started this record label and the guys felt confident enough to put me in charge, I quickly knew that I wanted to build it up so we’d be able to crush Bulldoze Records. Stanley and Rick Isaacs knew how to market bands and make them successful, but they also over committed their artists and would work them wall past the point of exhaustion. The way their top-named acts were dumping the label left and right these days, it was a wonder how they were still standing. Hopefully they wouldn’t be for too long.

  I was also five and a half months pregnant and every single day was better than the last. I was enjoying every moment of pregnancy from the cravings, mood swings, morning-noon-and-night sickness, and my ever-expanding belly. The first time I felt our baby kicking inside me, I cried for a solid two hours because I was just so happy. Life was pretty damn close to perfection.

  As I was putting away the last few folders, there was a knock on my office door. “Come in,” I answered.

  “Hey baby,” Kris said as he entered the room. “You in here working hard?”

  “Always,” I replied. “What’s up?”

  He crossed the office and sat in one of my chairs with a slump. “Nothing, I just wanted to see you,” he answered in a quiet voice.

  Something in his tone made me take notice and I turned to look at him. “Kris? What’s wrong?”

  He shrugged his shoulder and said, “Ah, it’s nothing.”

  I crossed the room and took a seat next to him. “It’s not nothing, I know you better than anyone. What happened?”

  I took his hand and he sighed deeply. “I just got a call from the superintendant at our old apartment. My dad died.”

  “Oh my God,” I replied, moving from my chair and closer to him, still holding his hand. “What happened?”

  He pulled me into his lap and shrugged his shoulders. “I guess he came home from work for the weekend and no one had heard from him for several days. When someone finally went to check on him, he was lying in his bed and was just gone. Coroner said he had a heart attack and he’d probably died in his sleep that night.”

  “Kris I’m really sorry,” I said, not knowing what else to say. William Engle was almost as bad a parent as my mother was, but luckily for Kris as soon as he became a teenager and could defend himself, the physical abuse stopped. The mental abuse, however, never eased. Instead of interaction with his fists and pent up anger over losing his wife, William just ignored Kris. It almost felt as if he actually thought if he just acted like he didn’t exist, Kris would just go away. How some people are allowed to be parents I’ll never know.

  “Don’t be sorry, I’m not.”

  “You’re not?” I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. I don’t know why I was shocked by his statement, but surprisingly I was. “Kris, he was your dad.”

  Kris looked at me with a kind of sad humor in his eyes. “Jess, if the jail called you today and told you Crystal was dead would you feel the least bit sorry that she was gone?”

  I placed a hand on my growing belly and replied, “Well normally I would say no, but I’m pregnant and I am much more emotional that I ever have been. I think at this point I might actually cry over her.”

  His eyes widened for a second before he huffed out a laugh. “Wow, pregnancy has made you soft.”

  I nudged him and said, “Shut up.”

  He sighed. “I don’t know Jess. I mean, he was a dick and I hated the man but…fuck. I don’t know what I feel.”

  I combed my fingers through his hair and said, “You’re probably feeling a little guilty for not being sad about it, am I right?”

  He shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe. You’re hormones must be rubbing off on me.”

  “Or you might actually have a place in your heart for the man.”

  Kris scoffed and shook his head. “No that’s definitely not it. I guess it just bothered me because I’m about to be a father. I couldn’t bear to have my child hate me that much,” he said, placing his hand on my belly.

  I covered his hand with mine and said, “I really don’t see that happening, Kris. You are going to be the best dad and our child will adore you.”

  “You think so?”

  “I know so,” I said, and just as I was about to lean in to kiss him, the baby kicked. I’d been feeling it for a while but when I saw the surprise on Kris’ face, I knew he’d felt it too.

  “Was that what I think it was?” he asked softly. When I felt another nudge in my belly and he gasped, I smiled widely and felt sheer bliss flowing through me.

  “I think our baby just said hello to Daddy for the first time,” I answered happily.

  Kris’ demeanor instantly changed as his guilt and sadness was replaced with pure love and complete happiness.

  “That is the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt in my life,” he whispered as our little one continued to twirl and kick in my belly. “Jess, this is unbelievable.”

  “It really is. I’m still in awe that this i
s real. I still feel like I’m dreaming and I’m just waiting to wake up.”

  He moved his hand up and combed his fingers gently through my hair. I smiled as I felt his erection swelling under me and I knew that our sweet bonding moment was about to turn dirty. Some women worry about their husbands losing interest in them the further along they are in their pregnancies, but my husband seemed to find me more and more desirable as the months went by.

  “Bedroom?” he growled as he stood and lifted me into his arms.

  I giggled and whispered, “You’re insatiable.”

  “Fucking right I am,” he said as he carried me out of my office and up the stairs to our bedroom.

  Four Months Later-Present Day

  “Thank you again for doing this for us today,” I said to Danni, hugging her as my baby kicked happily in my belly. “Everything was perfect.”

  It was now one week until my due date and I was so anxious to finally meet our child that it was difficult to sit still. I absolutely loved everything about being pregnant, but now that the end was in sight each day seemed longer than the last. As much as I loved being Aunt Jessie to the two little ones in our big, crazy family, it just made me ache so much more to be able to hold my own.

  Right after I found out I was pregnant, Everleigh and Ryder had welcomed their son Max into the world on Halloween. He was such an adorable little boy and looked so much like Ryder that it was scary.

  A month later, Danni gave birth to her and Beau’s daughter Harlowe after a pretty dramatic delivery. She’d had a placental abruption and if Beau hadn’t come home and found her when he did, both of them might not have made it. Harlowe was such a beautiful little girl and I get a chill shiver every time I think about the fact that things could’ve been so much worse and her and Danni could’ve died.

  Today was the day of our “joint baby shower”. When Danni told me that she, Everleigh, and Sadie wanted to have a shower for me, I knew that I wanted it to be a family event. As much as I loved my girls, I didn’t want to spend this day without my boys too. Ryder, Beau, and Jude had been there for me just as much as Kris had and were my brothers in every sense of the word. I couldn’t do this without them, and Danni graciously agreed to a joint party after I sat her and Everleigh down and finally let them in on why it was so important to me. After all the trauma I’d suffered in my life, my guys were my one constant and I wasn’t going to do this without them. After Danni and Everleigh cried for a solid half hour after I told them about losing my first child because of Crystal’s abuse, they agreed that this was very important to me and they planned the whole day around us being together as a family.