by MK Moore
Chapter Six
Kristy
My eyes start to water as Sam gently runs his hands through my hair. My stupid fucking hormones are all over the place. Who the fuck cries when someone washes their hair? This shit is getting ridiculous. I have never been one of those girls who cry over the small stuff, and here I am crying because the man I love is washing my hair. When I sniffle his fingers stall.
“What's wrong baby? Did I hurt you?” He turns me, so I'm facing him. “Shit, I'm getting soap in your eyes. One sec baby.” He tilts my head back and rinses the shampoo from my hair. By the time he’s finished, I'm bawling, and he’s looking like he’s about to commit murder.
“I'm sorry baby; this is the first time I’ve ever done this.” He says.
Hiccupping, I point my finger at him and glare “This is all your fault! You had to go and knock me up, and now my hormones are all over the place. Then you had to go and be the perfect man that I couldn’t help falling in love with. Why the fuck won't they stop?”
Sam's face goes from panicked to a shit-eating grin. I can't believe he is smiling right now. “What are you smiling about this isn't funny Sam!” I end my rant by stomping my foot and putting my hands on my hips.
“You said you love me.”
Panic sets in. Too soon Kristy, too soon. “I did not. Only a complete psycho would say that, this early. I mean, I literally just let you in. Like really in.”
“No take backs baby, you said it, and you meant it.” He growls just before he wraps his arms around me bring me flat against his body and gives my bottom lip a little nip before fully kissing me. He makes me want to do naughty things. And naughty things get me spankings, so there is that. Pulling back from our kiss I look him in the eyes.
“Fine, you ass, I love you.”
“Good, because I fucking love you and nothing and no one will ever change that.”
“You promise?”
“Woman, you can ask me in a thousand different ways, but my answer will always be the same. You are stuck with me. I. Am. Never. Letting. You. Go.” He punctuates each word with a kiss.
I know that most of my fear comes from my mom leaving and that's why I haven't let anyone in. I want so badly to let go of the past and focus on my future, our future. I decide right then and there that I am going to work harder on not letting my past control me. Running my fingers through his beard, I lean up and kiss him softly on the lips. “My heart believes you, Sammy. It's my mind that is having a hard time. There's a lot that we don't know about each other. But I want to get to know you, and I want you to be able to get to know me.”
“I know baby and we well definitely get to know each other better. But first, let's get you showered and into some clothes and I will cook while we talk. I want to feed you and our baby. All I want to do is take care of you.”
“Goddammit Sammy if you make me cry one more time I am going to kick you in the shin. Stop saying such sweet things to me.” I whimper.
Growling he playfully smacks my ass. “Never. I will always tell you how special you are to me and you better believe I will treat you like the goddess you are. Now turn around so I can see that sexy ass of yours while I finish washing your hair.”
Giggling, I salute him “Aye aye captain,” before promptly turning around giving my ass a quick smack just to make sure he can see it jiggle. I may not have huge tits, but I must say my ass is fucking amazing. Growling he runs his thick, strong, callused fingers through my hair as he finishes rinsing it out. It feels so amazing that I moan out loud and press my ass against his hard cock.
He growls and pulls me back into his erection. I wriggle around until his teeth meet the sensitive curve of my neck. He has definitely found a sweet spot. He bites down, and I know he’s leaving a mark. I am thrilled at the idea of being marked by him. Owned by him. Being taken by this man is everything I didn’t know that I needed, until this morning.
“Don’t tempt me, woman. I want nothing more than to be inside you, but we’ll just have to wait until after I feed you.”
Pouting I stick my lip out “But there is something you can feed me right here.”
Groaning he kisses my head and lets me go. “I can’t trust myself with you. I said I was going to feed you and that's what I am going to do.” He says it more to himself then me like he was trying to convince himself. “I'm going to go get dinner started okay baby?” He is already halfway out of the shower before he gets the last word out.
While I am left to finish my shower, my mind starts to race. Did my whole life really change in the last twelve hours? I need to make a doctor’s appointment. I don’t even understand myself right now. Tears fill my eyes. Again. I’d hate for him to be acting so gung-ho over a false positive.
I quickly wash my body and step out of the shower. Since I don’t know where he put my stuff, I slip on his dark blue robe that is hanging on the back of the door. It smells like laundry soap and pine needles and the unique smell that is Sam. It soothes me instantly.
Taking a deep breath, I start to make my way out of the bathroom, so I can find my baby Daddy. Walking along the hallway, I can tell that even though the house is beautiful it looks a little bare, like it's just waiting for a woman's touch. I am just the woman for the job.
Walking the rest of the way down the hall, I turn to the left because I can hear my man whistling to himself. When I see him standing there in our kitchen, my breath catches at the sight of him. I can't help but stare at him. He really is a thing of male perfection. He is standing in front of the island, chopping vegetables. His back muscles are drool-worthy. They are the kind of muscles you get from working outdoors and doing manual labor, not like the muscles you get from the gym. Moving my eye lower I get a glimpse of his amazingly firm ass that's only covered in a pair of tight black boxer briefs. When he moves to grab something from the top cabinet I can’t hold back the appreciative noise that comes out of my mouth. His biceps are huge, and when they flex I imagine him doing wickedly dirty things to my body.
He immediately turns around, and I almost come at the sight of him. He’s got these crazy sexy washboard abs and a happy trail that leads down to that amazing v right before it disappears to what I know is the most amazing cock that I can’t seem to take my eyes off of.
Chapter Seven
Sam
Fuck my girl looks good in my clothes. If I had it my way, she would stay naked all day 24/7. She is currently standing in the doorway looking at my cock like it is a treat she can't wait to have a taste of. At her intense stare I can feel myself start to get hard like he has a mind of his own and knows that she is ours and that we should take her. The only thing holding me back is that I really do need to make sure that she is fed.
Clearing my throat “Baby you can have that later let's get some real food in you first okay? I'm going to need you to stop looking at me like I am a juicy steak you are just waiting to pounce on.”
She smiles and says, “Better than a steak baby.” I laugh out loud. She has a grin on her face. When she winks at me and starts making her way towards the chair that sits right next to the island. Laughing I walk over to where she is sitting and kiss her forehead before walking around the island towards the sink.
When I look over my shoulder, my breath catches. I'm looking at my future wife. She really is the most extraordinary woman I have ever met. She is the only woman I have ever wanted like this. The only woman I have ever been madly in love with. I can’t believe how lucky I am. Being able to have my woman and child here in our home fills me with unimaginable happiness. After months of patiently waiting for her to catch up with me, we are finally on the same page.
I am making kitchen sink omelets for us. I throw every leftover in the fridge in with some eggs. They’re pretty good, but really filling and that’s what I am going for. I quickly plate up the meal while Kristy sits at the bar.
“Do you want coffee, tea, water, or soda?” I ask.
“Do you have any Sprite? My stomach is still a lit
tle bit queasy.”
“I don’t have any Sprite, but I do have ginger ale. Will that work?”
“That would be perfect.” She says with a smile.
“All right baby I can do that.” I grab her drink from the fridge and her plate from the counter and bring it to her then I go back and grab my plate and sit on the chair right next to hers.
“What was it you wanted to tell me, baby?”
She looks down and starts pushing her food around her plate.
“Well um… this is really hard for me to talk about and the only other person who knows about this is Candy. My mom left when I was five. She told me it was my fault she was leaving because I wasn’t the daughter she wanted me to be. She said that I ruined her entire life.”
I can't contain the growl that leaves my throat at the thought of anyone hurting my woman like that. What the actual fuck kind of mother says that to her child? I would never hit a woman, but I'm not above sending Lorelei or Teagan over there to kick that woman's ass. At my growl, she looks up at me, and I see tears in her eyes. It breaks my heart to see her cry. “Oh, baby come here.”
She doesn’t even hesitate to crawl into my lap. I gather her close and kiss the top of her head. She sniffles a little and continues.
“I guess I’ve never really gotten over the feeling of not being enough. There's always that part of me that feels like if I let people in they’ll eventually leave. I think that's why I pushed you away. I already had strong feelings for you, and I can’t imagine letting you in and then having you walk away. I know it would break me. I was afraid that you would never love me the way that I loved you. It was so quick and crazy as that sounds, I can only do all in. So, are you?”
“Am I what?” I ask. I know what she means, but I need her to say it again.
“Are you all in with me?” She says, but she has unshed tears in eyes. Again. This girl's tears are going to be the death of me. Grabbing her face in my hands, I wipe away the few tears that have escaped with my thumb, but her eyes are still down cast.
“Baby look at me,” I say in a soft but firm tone. When she is looking at me with her big blue eyes full of hope I lean down and kiss her softly. “Kristy Kane, you are the love of my life. I plan on spending the rest of our days proving I am worthy of your love. I am going to marry you one day, and you are going to have more of my children. I promise I will never leave you. Baby, you are my everything and if it takes a week, a month, or twenty years for me to prove that, I will. You are mine just as much as I am yours. I love you so much, and I am so relieved that we finally get to start our lives together.”
“I have never had a boyfriend before, what if I screw it up?”
“Babe, I have never had any real relationships with other women. We are both bound to fuck this up, but that's what makes it perfect. There are no set guidelines for any relationship. We get to find out what works for us. I know we may fight on some things, but the great part about that is the makeup sex.” I say with a wink. It does just what I intended it to do, and she gives me one of her heart stopping smiles and starts to giggle. Kissing her nose, I place her back in her chair but scoot it close to me until our thighs are touching.
“Sammy, this food looks like shit, you know that right?”
“Oh hush, don't knock it before you try it. Trust me it is amazing.”
“Fuck it, I'm most likely not going to be able to hold it down anyways.” she starts to dig in, and when her eyes go big I'm expecting her to upchuck everywhere, but instead she turns to me with a mouthful and says, “This is sooo good.”
I release a sigh of relief I start to dig into my food. While we are eating we talk about each other's childhoods and exchange War Stories of our most awkward moments. I'm in the middle of telling her about how me and Evan used to play pranks on each other and how we would always have full-blown Prank Wars when I glance over at the clock on the stove, it reads 10:32 pm.
Damn, where did the time go? It has been a busy afternoon for us. After waking up at four this morning to head to work, finding out I'm going to be a father and finally having the woman of my dreams in the house I built for us, I'm wiped. I look over at Kristy, who is practically asleep on her barstool. She has eaten most of her food.
“Come on baby let's get you to bed.” I say as I am already scooping her up into my arms. She immediately wraps her arms around my shoulders and nuzzles her face into my neck as I make my way upstairs.
Chapter Eight
Kristy
I have my eyes closed as he takes the stairs two at a time. I am mentally and physically exhausted from the day. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that I would be in the arms of the man I love and have him love me as much as I love him. There's a part of me that just wants to pinch myself to make sure this isn't a dream.
When we reach the top floor, he walks straight down the hall and turns to the left and walks a little bit more before I feel myself being placed on what feels like a soft cotton cloud. It's so comfortable I can't help but open my eyes to look around our bedroom. There is a king size canopy bed, just in the middle of the room. The headboard is like a long bookcase, so there are no end tables. It is fit for a queen. There is some art around the room, but it looks like stock art. As soon as I make myself at home, those will be the first things to go. The blankets on the bed are black and pink, which are my favorite colors. My eyebrows lift as I think about this. I am almost certain that this is for me, but there is still that niggling suspicion that it was for someone else. I tilt my head to the side to look at his handsome face.
“What's with these sheets? They are kinda girly.”
Clearing his throat, he shuffles from foot to foot and if I'm not mistaken has a little red on his cheeks. Rubbing the back of his head, he mumbles. “I… ah… may have planned on coming to get you before you came to the farm. I decided that enough was enough and that you were my woman and I was going to bring you home with me. I was full blown going to cave man that shit.”
I'm trying to hold my laugh, but I just can't help it. I fall into a fit of laughter.
“So, what were you planning on doing? Throwing me over your shoulder?” I ask, barely able to breathe.
“I hadn't thought that far ahead baby. I just knew that I needed you here with me. I have never been so consumed with a single thought as I have been with you. Call it fate, instinct, or pure fucking magic; there is just something about you, about us, that calls to me on a primal level. I couldn't let you slip through my fingers. You are so fucking beautiful; it was only a matter of time before some other man snatched you up. Make no mistake Kristy. You are mine.”
He says as he pushes off his black briefs and stalks toward me, stroking his already hard cock.
“Spread those sexy thighs of yours baby. I want to see that tight little pussy.”
Moaning, I spread my thighs wide for him. Shivering as the cool breeze from the overhead fan hits my sensitive flesh. I can feel my arousal on my inner thighs. Growling, he kneels on the bed, right between my open legs. Dropping down to his forearms he starts to place small biting kisses up my left thigh and stops right before he gets to where I want him most.
Before I can protest, he has moved on to my other leg following the same path. When he reaches my pussy, he blows cool air on my overheated skin making me gasp, and my hips rise off the bed and closer to his face.
“Please Sammy, I need you so bad.” Grabbing both of my thighs, he spreads them even further apart and licks me from my clit to my ass. “Oh my god Sam, that feels so good.”
Taking his mouth away from my pussy he looks up at me giving me a devilish smile “Baby, I haven't even started yet.” Before I can reply his mouth is on me again. He sucks my pussy lips into his mouth before flattening his tongue, moving it in figure eight motions from my clit down to my opening.
“Oh fuck Sam. Oh…” his mouth feels feel so amazing on me. He stiffens his tongue and pushes it in and out of my opening mimicking how he fucked me in the shower. I grip the
sheets for dear life as he moves his tongue down to my ass, circling it before licking his way back up to my clit. I can't help but moan out his name as he loves on my pussy. He slowly circles his tongue around my clit never actually touching it until I am trying to lift my hips “Please Sam, please I want to come.”
Growling he latches onto my clit sucking it hard into his mouth. That's all it takes for me to come, screaming his name. It's so intense that my back arches off of the bed my legs start to shake, and I swear to God I can see stars. He gives my pussy one last kiss before kissing his way up my body. When he reaches my boobs, he grabs them in his hands pushing them together and licks around first one then the other nipple.
Grabbing a fist full of his hair I bring him closer to my chest. His mouth feels so good on my body. He sucks one of my nipples into his warm mouth gently biting it then soothing the sting by lightly swirling his tongue around my nipple. Before sucking it into his mouth. Before letting it go with an audible pop then switches to the other nipple. When he is nestled between my thighs and his hard cock is against my opening he starts to slowly move his hips never actually entering me.
“Fuck baby, I love when you come. It's the hottest thing I've ever seen.” Before I can say anything, he has his mouth on mine. I can taste myself on his lips, and it turns me on even more. He starts kissing me like we have all the time in the world. But I need to feel his cock inside me. I crave the connection I feel when we are linked in the most intimate of ways. Giving him one last kiss I pull back. I push on his chest, so he rolls off me. His hard cock rests against my thigh. “Are you tired baby? We should go to sleep.”
“No Sammy I'm not tired. I want your fat cock in my pussy. I need to feel you inside me.” I use my ninja-like reflexes and push him onto his back. I am positive that I would not be able to do this if he didn't indulge me and flop on his back. I quickly climb on his lap and start to rub my pussy along the length of his cock. Having the tip of his cock hit my clit each time.