He knelt in front of and took my hands, kissing each palm. "What are you thinking?"
"Lots of things."
"Break them down for ."
"Um, I’m thinking that I’m going to totally suck as a mom, you know, considering I didn’t have a good one. I’m thinking you’re going to figure out I’m as crazy as my mother was and run as far the hell away from as you can, and I’m thinking about the fact that pregnancy makes you super fat."
"Darien," he whispered, trying not to laugh.
"And then, I’m thinking about the fact that I’m crazy in love with you and we made a baby, and he or she is going to look like you and I’m going to love it like I’ve never loved anything before, and I can’t believe I’ve been so unbelievably blessed to find you." I burst into tears. "I an, seriously, I must have rescued nuns from burning buildings in a past life, because otherwise, I would have never deserved you."
Mack wrapped his arms around and pulled up so he could hold close. "I love you. You’re going to be an incredible mom and I’m not going anywhere, and even if you gain a hundred pounds, you’re going to be the most beautiful pregnant woman in the world. And it’s that rescued the nuns. Obviously."
I laughed through my tears and looked up at him. "Maybe we both did."
"Maybe so." He wiped my tears from my cheeks and chuckled. "How do you feel about the courthouse?"
"To have our baby?" I cocked my head. "I was hoping for a hospital."
"I want to get married before you’re out of your first trister."
"I really wanted a dress and a proper wedding."
"How about we do all of that next week?"
"I can’t find a dress and plan everything in less than a week, Logan."
He smiled his smug smile and kissed gently. "The club can."
"They can find a dress?"
"How about you get your girls, head downtown and find a dress on Saturday... I’ll take care of the rest."
"Let explain sothing to you, butthead." I fisted my hand in his shirt. "It is impossible for a woman to find her perfect wedding gown in one day. It can take months... years to find one."
He smiled again. "If you don’t find a dress on Saturday, we’ll wait on the plans."
"You have an answer for everything."
"I’m a lawyer. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be good at my job."
"Well, be prepared to wait on the plans, Logan, because there’s no way in hell I’ll find a dress in one day."
"We’ll see." He patted my bottom. "Let’s go to bed. We have new toys to play with."
I grinned. "You get the batteries and I’ll brush my teeth."
Mack left the bathroom and I took a minute to compose myself (and brush my teeth). I washed my face and moisturized, my mind spinning with how unbelievably backwards we were doing everything. On paper, I was your average cautionary tale, and yet, with Mack, it was perfect and just how it should be.
I dropped my jeans in the hamper and removed everything else as I headed back into the bedroom. Mack was stepping out of the walk-in closet, naked and perfect, just as I hit the bed. "How do they look?" I asked.
Mack smiled. "I don’t think I can answer that question until we play."
"So much for being my teacher in all things sex related."
He held up the vibrator and laughed. "I think this is a piece of shit, actually."
"Oh, really?" I complained. "Dang it!"
"It moves far too easily."
"Isn’t it supposed to move?"
He bent it in half. "Not like this."
I giggled, managing a snort as I couldn’t catch my breath. "You’re telling your cock isn’t able to do that?"
Mack raised an eyebrow. "I don’t think you want to try."
I shook my head. "No, no I really don’t."
"Climb up, baby. On your back. We’re gonna play."
I jumped onto the bed and got comfortable. Mack settled in front of , between my legs, and slid my panties off. Before he did anything, he kissed gently and then sat back, flipping the vibrator on and settling it against my clit. I giggled, my legs shutting inadvertently. "Ohmigod, that tickles."
"In a good way?"
I shook my head, unable to stop laughing. "No, I don’t think—oh!" He moved the wand and my body ca alive. I arched against it and Mack kissed my thigh as he continued to use the vibrator against .
"You like that."
"Mmm, yes," I panted.
He slid it inside of and settled his thumb on my clit. I scread his na as I ca and he removed the wand and slid inside, slamming into over and over, building another orgasm almost as quickly as the first.
"Now," he rasped, and I exploded around him as he pulsed inside of .
Keeping our connection, he rolled us onto our sides and kissed .
"Wow," I said. "Okay, I think I like that."
He chuckled, reaching for the discarded toy and flipping it off. "Yeah, I figured that. I do think you need sothing a little sturdier."
I shrugged. "If I have you, I don’t need anything else."
"Well, you’ll always have ." His arm grazed my breast as he slid out of and I gasped. "Tender?"
I nodded, blinking back tears. "Yes. God, I hope it won’t be like this the entire pregnancy. I need my boobs to be touchable."
He gave a gentle smile. "We’ll figure it all out as it cos, Dare. You’re gonna call the doctor in the morning, right?"
"You don’t think we should wait?"
"For what exactly?"
I shrugged again. "I don’t know."
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