Page 23 of Broken Soul
“You’re…”
“Pregnant,” she says again, a little louder this time. “I’m on the pill, but I know that’s not guaranteed. I just…I didn’t plan for this, I didn’t mean to trap you or whatever. And you’re not obligated to do anything. I don’t want anything from you. I can do this on my own.”
Now that pisses me off. Does she really think I’m the kind of guy that would leave her? Or is she trying to use this as a reason to leave me?
“You don’twantanything from me?” I grit out. “You think you’re doing this on yourown?” I know my tone is angry, but Ican’t seem to help it. As soon as I see her face fall and shoulders slump, I feel like an asshole.
“I-I…I’m…” She chokes out a sob and I pull her into my arms.
“I love you so much,” I say while stroking her back. “We’re having a kid,” I whisper in awe. I pull back and tilt her head up. “You thought I’d be mad? You thought I’d leave you?”
Fresh tears pour down her cheeks and it fucking guts me. “I’m sorry. This is all so overwhelming. We never talked about it. About any of it.”
I lean down and press my lips to hers. I can’t hear any more of her doubts. Each one pains me. At first, Odette doesn’t kiss me back, which hurts like hell. But then, tentatively, her lips move against mine. I cradle her head in my hands and break the kiss, resting my forehead on hers.
“I want this, Odette. I want you. I’m keeping you, sweetheart. Forever and always. I don’t care where you go, I’ll be with you. You can’t get rid of me now, remember?”
“Really?”
“Fuck yeah. You and me. And our kid. We’re having a fucking kid!” I say with more excitement this time. It’s finally sinking in.
I kiss her again briefly, then trail my lips down her jaw, neck, and collarbone. I gently push her back so she’s lying down on the couch and continue my trail of kisses down between her perfect tits. I can’t wait to see them swell up. Fuck, now that I’m thinking about it, I can’t wait to see her pregnant.
My lips trail down her ribcage and then I lift up her shirt and kiss her belly. Resting my forehead there, it finally clicks into place. This is everything. We’re starting a family together. She’s fuckingmine, all mine, and now she’s tied to me in every way. Well, almost every way. I’ll go out and get a ring tomorrow.
I close my eyes when Odette’s fingers weave into my hair and massage my scalp. “You’re growing my baby in there,” I whisper against the soft skin of her belly before kissing it again.
“Yeah,” she giggles.
I look up, hoping to see that sparkle in her eyes again. I hate that I ever made her think I would ditch her, for any reason, let alone something as life-changing as this. To my delight, she's smiling down at me, a real, genuine smile that warms me up.
“That’s so fucking sexy,” I growl. And it is. Jesus, I want nothing more than to be inside of her right this fucking second.
“It is?”
Instead of answering her, I hook my thumbs into the waistband of her yoga pants and panties, peeling both of them down her legs to reveal her perfect, pink little pussy. Without any warning, I dive into her sweet perfection, licking up her slit and circling her clit.
Odette cries out in surprise at the unexpected invasion, but soon I taste her arousal. I suck and lick and nip at her folds, her thighs, her hard little clit. She’s soaking me, my face sloppy with her juices. I fucking love it. She comes hard and fast, her pussy pulsing around my tongue as I lap up her release.
“Again,” I growl into her tight, hot cunt.
Odette moans as her hips buck, grinding herself against my mouth. I grab her hips and pull her even closer until I'm suffocating inside her sweet heat. I lick her clit again and again until my tongue is numb. She sucks in a huge breath and then cries out her climax. I crawl up her body and kiss her, hard and deep. She takes everything I give her, moaning at her taste in my mouth.
Not wasting any more time, I rip her flimsy t-shirt down the middle, loving the fact that she’s not wearing a bra. Odette giggles at first, but then moans as I suck one tit into my mouth. She bows her back off the couch, thrusting her chest further into me. I kiss and lick my way to her other breast and give it the same attention.
I leave her briefly, only to unbuckle my belt and pull off my jeans and underwear. I grab one of her ankles and place it over the back of the couch while the other one rests on my shoulder, spreading her wide open for me. Looking down at this stunning woman, chest heaving, pussy dripping, blue eyes fogged over with lust, I can’t help but groan.
“So fucking beautiful. God, you’re perfect, Odette.”
I line myself up and enter her tight little channel in one long thrust. I growl, just feeling her silky heat against my aching cock. Odette throws her head back and claws at the couch cushions. She gushes for me, making it easy to slide in and out of her. I pick up my pace, needing her to come again, needing to show her how much I love her, how I’m never leaving her.
“Mine,” I grunt as I piston in and out of her.
“Y-yours, oh, fuck, fuck, Diesel, I can’t hold on…”
Her orgasm slams into her, causing her body to shake and convulse beneath me. “Jesus Christ, that’s it.”
I fuck her through her orgasm as she whimpers and writhes. I can’t hold off much longer, but I don’t want this to end. I want to be inside of her forever.