Breaking the Ice

by Shayne McClendon

  His heart slammed against his ribs when she reached between his legs and cupped his balls. “First, I want to taste you.”

  He wrapped his fist around his cock and began to stroke, so turned on by what she wanted he knew it wouldn’t take long. With one hand braced against the wall behind her, he watched the water splash over her swollen breasts and taut nipples, and moved his hips in time to his hand.

  Kenzie played with his balls and slid her other hand up to knead his thigh. Diesel moaned when she licked the drop of pre-come from the head.

  “Yes, Diesel, come in my mouth. I could come just watching you.”

  “Reach down and play with your clit, Kenzie.”

  She slid one hand down her body, tweaked her nipple on the way by, and settled her fingertips over her clit. Her eyes never left his cock as he masturbated for her. She stared at him, transfixed, her own movements getting faster and faster.

  “Diesel, watching you do that is…don’t stop. It’s making me come.” Watching her, he felt his own climax build past the point of no return.

  “Open, Kenzie.” She lifted her face and parted her lips. Her instant obedience to the command drew his balls up tight. “I’m coming…”

  The first jet made her moan as it splashed over her lips and tongue. The sight of it caused his orgasm to hit harder than he ever felt alone.

  Suddenly, she took him in her mouth and sucked greedily, swallowing his seed as it left his body, her hands gripping the muscles of his ass to hold him to her. His hands were in fists against the wall, his knees locked to remain standing.

  “Oh hell, that feels so fucking good.”

  Totally spent, he watched her clean him and sit back. He lifted her from the floor and pulled her into a hug. “You’re the only woman who ever wanted me enough to wait for me. Who thought I was worth waiting for.”

  Her lips whispered something in Lakota against his ear and he drew back to look at her. “What does that mean? You said the same thing when we were together that night.”

  Her smile was gentle. “It means, for me, there is only you.” His eyes went wide and he held her tighter. “I meant it then, Diesel and I mean it now.”

  They washed one another, whispered to each other.

  They shut off the water and he kissed her possessively, fiercely and took her to bed. Sliding into her bare and fully aware, he stilled, enjoying the feel of her around him while he kissed her breathless. For the next eight hours, he alternated between naps and making love to her, until they were exhausted and sticky.

  The next morning, Kenzie called Thad and he said he was taking Dalton with him to the library, not to worry. Relieved, she fell back to sleep and woke around noon with Diesel curled around her body.

  They showered, got dressed, and sat on the back sun porch with their coffee. The thick couch was comfortable with Diesel on the end and Kenzie snug against him.

  “I want to give you everything you want, MacKenzie,” he said into her hair.

  “I have you, Dalton, Thad, and my sisters. That’s all I’ll ever need, Diesel.”

  The sincerity of her words wrapped around his heart. She was so different from the women who’d been interested in him more for his fame and fortune.

  MacKenzie was grounded, simple, easy to please.

  He picked up her hand and kissed her ring finger, “You have to let me get you a ridiculous ring, Kenzie.”

  She shook her head. “And be scared to death I’ll lose it, or that Dalton will play with it while I’m cooking or washing dishes? No, if I had my choice, I’d pick a ring with a fake stone. That way, if it gets destroyed or lost, you can easily replace it. I want to focus on you and our children. Something simple please. Something pretty.”

  “What makes you think you’re going to be cooking or washing dishes? A fake stone…that is so not going to happen even if I have to buy five duplicates in case you lose one.”

  She set down her cup and took his before turning and straddling his lap. Her eyes were relaxed but determined. He smiled at her. “Tell me.”

  “I love to cook. I used to cook with my siblings and now they love to cook. I’m going to teach all our children to cook. Being pampered can be fun but if you’re pampered every day, you lose your appreciation for it.”

  What she was saying made sense. He realized why his mother only allowed him to help her to a point.

  “Now, if you want someone to help clean and do laundry…I’m all over that. I change Dalton’s clothes like four times a day due to juice, food, paint, or mud. I’ve never had anyone but Thad stay with Dalton, so I’m a little nervous.”

  “Understandable. We’ll make sure anyone we get is fully checked out.”

  She nodded. “You can take Dalton shopping for his little boy clothes now, he’s very irate when I go in the changing room with him. When you aren’t traveling for work, if you can go with us to his hockey practice that would be amazing. You’re likely to get swamped with little kids wanting you to play with them but I’ve seen you with your little brothers; I think you can handle it. I get cranky for two days every month and only want to eat ice cream. I apologize in advance.”

  She kissed him, sealing their bodies together from their lips to their thighs.

  “I know you have a time-consuming job. I will love you extra hard and take extra good care of you when you’re home. You don’t have to buy me things or take me places or make grand gestures…I loved you when you were just another small town boy with big dreams and an adorable scar over your eyebrow. I’m low maintenance, Diesel, all I need is love and to know I’m enough for you.”

  Diesel gazed at her for a long time, running his hands over her. “I need you to know, to believe, I will never be unfaithful to you, MacKenzie. I won’t hurt you like that, the way my mother was hurt by my father.”

  “Thank you.”

  “I’m going to buy you things and take you places and make grand gestures, because I can and because you deserve it. During the season, I’d like you to travel with me when you can. I’m going to take our son to hockey practice every possible chance I get…and love all of you more than I love myself.”

  He started to lay Kenzie back on the couch, prepared to make love to her again. His head on her chest he moaned, “We have errands…I want to stay here. To play with you and love on you all day. Being an adult is hard, MacKenzie. You’re going to have to train me like you do our children. I’m not used to a schedule outside of practice.”

  Kenzie laughed and ruffled his hair like she did with Dalton. “I’m not in the mood to be a grownup right now either. I tell you what, you help me to not be so structured and I’ll help you be a little more structured. You are so big and warm, staying here would be wonderful.”

  She sighed and lifted Diesel’s head to look at her. “I have to get groceries in the house or poor Dalton will starve. At least, that’s what he’ll tell anyone who will listen. He eats more at three than I ate pregnant. Your poor mother, I can’t imagine six boys eating like that.”

  Diesel put his elbow on the couch and sat his chin in his hand. “Okay, this is the deal. We go run errands, yours and mine…then we play with our son and stuff him until he can’t eat another bite and see if we can’t get him to crash out. Then, I get to play with you…until I have you begging me to take you. Grown up stuff first, then play time.”

  He reached under Kenzie’s sweater, stroked her stomach and up over her breasts, tweaked her nipples through her bra. Her thighs clenched against his ribcage and she ground her pelvis against his chest.

  “Kenzie, I want you so bad right now.” His hand moved to cup her mound through her jeans. “You’re so hot, I bet you’re already wet…” He shook his head hard and stood up. “You are going to kill me with how much I need you. We have to get up and go. Right now, or we won’t be leaving.”

  He pulled her to her feet and caught her against him. Her hair slid like silk over his hands.

  “You have to get me out of here, Diesel. I can only think about
getting you inside me with it so quiet and private…not that I wouldn’t totally fuck you on aisle nine of the grocery store during a sale. I just want you. We have to go.”

  “MacKenzie, did you just say you’d fuck me on aisle nine?” He threw her over his shoulder and headed for the stairs. “No making love right now, Kenzie…straight fucking…hard and fast. Then we’ll go, I promise.”

  “I would love you to fuck me like that, Diesel. It sounds delicious.” His growl was punctuated with the flat of his hand slapping her ass. “You spanked me! Wow…I got vibrations in my clit from that…do it again.” He did.

  Diesel didn’t make it all the way to the second floor. He set her down and pushed her torso toward the landing; yanked her jeans and panties to her knees. “I want to fuck you so bad, MacKenzie.”

  Moving his own jeans out of the way enough to free his cock, he slipped inside her with no foreplay. Just as he’d promised, he fucked her hard and fast, powering her up and over her climax before taking his own.

  When they could move, Kenzie turned to kiss him aggressively. She went to the bathroom to clean up. By the time they were in the car, they were breathing normally again.

  “Diesel…we need to do that more often. I feel totally energized.” After a long pause, he heard her hum softly.

  “What, that sounded like a naughty thought…tell me,” he demanded.

  Her voice was sweet. “I think you should let me tie you up and have my way with you.” He slammed on the brakes and they came to a jarring stop in the driveway.

  Kenzie’s face was flushed with arousal. He ground out, “Would you let me tie you up if I let you try it first?” She nodded. “We might need to hire help just to have playtime.” He pulled her over the console and kissed her. “Let’s get done and I’ll stop for toys on the way back to the house.”

  They ran around for most of the afternoon, Kenzie calling Thad to check in every couple of hours. When they were headed back to the house, she called and he didn’t answer, which made her nervous.

  “Baby, he’s probably in the bathroom. We’ll be there in a few minutes.”

  Walking up the apartment stairs, their arms loaded with grocery bags, they were laughing as they opened the front door.

  Almost every member of their families were standing in her living room.

  Jenna LeBlanc was holding Dalton and cooing to him like he was a little baby. He was laughing and hugging her, “Hi, Mommy! Hi, Daddy! I missed you. Dese are my ot’er uncles and I have a grandma! Bonnie has a grandma dat picks her up sometimes, now I have a grandma! Wait ‘til I tell Bonnie!”

  Digger and Kat, Damien and Cristiana, Dean and Jackie, Justin and Jon, and Jenna all stood staring at them. Thad was leaning against the kitchen wall.

  “Hi,” was all MacKenzie could manage.

  Jenna handed Dalton to Digger with a kiss and approached MacKenzie. Looking pointedly at her other sons they all rushed forward to grab bags of groceries and take them in the kitchen.

  “Mommy! You got me steak! You gonna make me a steak…I’m starvin’!”

  “I’ll…make you food in just a minute, baby. Give Mommy a minute.”

  Jenna smiled. “You know it only gets worse, right? He’s going to be huge.” She looped her arm through Kenzie’s and led her to her bedroom. “Let’s talk for just a minute, honey.”

  Entering the bedroom, Jenna closed the door and turned to MacKenzie. “I want to tell you I completely understand why you made the choices you did. I also want to say you are never to put Diesel’s happiness above your own again.”

  She took Kenzie’s face in her hands. “You’ve led a rough life. You deserve happiness, too. You’re part of our family now, and we’ll be here for anything you need. You’ve done a great job with him, MacKenzie. Dalton is happy and brilliant. I couldn’t be more thrilled.”

  The two women laughed and then they were crying and hugging one another.

  Diesel knocked softly on the door and they let him in. When he saw they’d both been crying, he hugged them both.

  “Kenzie agreed to marry me, Mom.” She whooped and hugged her son for a long time.

  “I’m so glad this all worked out.” She swept past them to the living room and shouted, “We have a wedding to plan!”

  Kenzie entered the living room to squeals of happiness, engulfed in hugs and kisses from her younger siblings. Each of Diesel’s brothers hugged her and welcomed her to the family.

  Hours later, they all went to dinner, thirteen people laughing and talking while the males, including Dalton, consumed more food in one sitting than the women ate in a week.

  Diesel leaned in and whispered in her ear, “We’re picking out your ring tomorrow before I head to practice. My brothers and your sisters are arguing over who gets to stay with Thad and Dalton…we have the house to ourselves.”

  She didn’t bother to hide the shiver of anticipation the news caused her. “I have plenty of suggestions to keep us busy, MacKenzie.” He caught her earlobe between his teeth and she whimpered quietly.

  “Mommy!” Dalton’s voice boomed across the table and every person went quiet. “When we live toget’er can we get me a brot’er? Uncle Digger says boys are better to have cuz dey don’t want you to play dolls or try to dress you up like Aunt Kat did to Uncle Thad. I’d like one ‘kay? A little brot’er ‘kay?”

  With a totally straight face, Diesel told him, “We’ll see what we can do, Dalton.”

  Epilogue

  Five years later…

  MacKenzie was laughing so hard she was in danger of peeing herself.

  Wait until Diesel gets a look at these pictures.

  Dalton threw his almost-nine-going-on-nineteen-year-old hands in the air, completely disgusted. “Mom, this not funny. I mean, honestly. Can you stop laughing and help me out? I have practice in like an hour. Mom! You are not taking pictures of me in my underwear. Mom, how humiliating.”

  His frustration made her laugh harder and she felt bad about that, really she did.

  The twins were wearing Dalton’s uniform…and nothing else. Deacon and Drake were refusing to give it back and barricaded themselves in the open pantry with canned goods.

  “We wanna go! You promised to take us skating, Dalton! Take us or no uniform.” Deacon was the speaker for the twins, hands on hips and little bow lips pursed. They both had black hair and blue eyes, just like the rest of the LeBlanc men.

  Dalton crouched down in front of the canned good fort in his boxers. He was already built like Diesel and looked much older.

  “I told you we’d go skating after practice, guys, remember? After practice. You can’t go with me to practice, you have your birthday party thing to go to. I need my uniform, monkeys. And I’ll tell you this, you both better be good on the potty training or I’m not going to be happy when I finish getting dressed. There’d better not be pee on my gear.”

  Kenzie was laughing so hard no sound was coming out.

  “Drake! You’re playing with my mouth guard? That is just gross. Seriously, not sanitary, dude. Give that to me so I can clean it.” With a furious shake of his head, Drake bit down harder on the mouth guard.

  Turning to his mother, he sighed resignedly, “Mom, I know we amuse you. I do. But I need to be ready before Joey and his parents come to get me. Please…put the camera down, stop laughing, and help me wrangle the twins.”

  She walked to her oldest child and ruffled his hair. “Okay, baby. You’re just so good with them and you all make me laugh so hard. I can’t help myself.” She wiped her eyes and got it together.

  “Deacon, Drake…uniform now. Bubba has to go.” She held out her hand Drake spit a very slobbery mouth guard into her hand. She fought the laughter as they angrily stripped to the skin and handed her his jersey and pants. She smelled them carefully. “No problems, Dalton. I’m sorry, baby.”

  He took the clothes from his mom with a smile. “Oh, Mom, you’re so cute when you’re pregnant. You laugh even more…you’re so easy. When is grandma coming
back with David? He wanted to go to practice with me.”

  The twins started throwing a fit behind him. “Guys, you have a birthday party to go to! Wouldn’t you rather go there than practice with me?”

  They were screaming loudly.

  Grandma Jenna made it a habit to take each of the older boys out alone, taking them somewhere special to eat and then a movie. She said it was important when you had twins to remember that the single births still need you.

  Dalton had gone out all day with her yesterday while David was home playing with the twins. Dalton was almost nine, David was four, and the twins were two.

  “She’ll be back soon, promise. Go get ready, Dalton and I’ll smooth things over.”

  She had a sweet but firm conversation with her twin boys and sent them to get their clothing out of the den where they’d dropped it. By the time she’d put everything back in the pantry, Jenna came in with David who came to snuggle her around the knees.

  “Hey, baby, did you have fun with Grandma?” He nodded sleepily. “Do you still want to go with Dalton to practice? You look like you need a nap.” He perked up and ran to the stairs to change.

  Of the four boys, he was the quiet one, more like his mother.

  Jenna kissed her and got an update on the goings-on. When she saw the pictures on Kenzie’s camera, she excused herself to pee. MacKenzie handed her a glass of iced tea when she came back.

  “Kenzie, you are a natural mom. You are rounding out nicely with this one. I can’t believe you get your figure back so fast after you have them.”

  “It’s the skating, I make everyone skate in shifts for hours.” Jenna was hysterical.

  “I’m going to take a quick shower before the birthday party. Hey, why don’t you let me take them? Jackie’s meeting me here with little Devon. We can handle it.”

  “You’ve taken the kids so much since you’ve been here. I feel like I’m taking advantage, Mom.”

  Jenna rolled her eyes. “Nonsense, I only come every six weeks. I have to soak them up while I’m here and I love every minute. You rest and I’ll take your Excursion. Round them all up and I’ll bring them back after we go eat pizza. What do you say?”