Page 77 of Blurry Little Lines
“Shut up,” she pants in all seriousness, and I obey, giving her the floor.
Her hands rest on my chest as she stares into my eyes, then she slides them to the back of my neck. I swallow with anticipation, my stomach swooping in a way only she is capable of.
“I thought I knew what love was. Once before, I thought I felt it. I’ve witnessed it in movies and with those around me. But I was wrong, thanks to you. I don’t just love you, Max. I’minlove with you and I can’t imagine wasting another second of my life due to my past fears. I have been in love with you, but wouldn’t allow myself to truly believe it, until today.” She speaks so quickly, I wonder if she’s aware of everything she’s confessing. “If it wasn’t for you, I would have never loved myself to the depth you’ve shown me how to. You’re one of the most precious people in my life, Max Dawson.” She takes a breath as my throat grows thick, praying that if this is a dream, I’ll never leave it. “I’m so, so in love with you. You deserved to hear it a long time ago, but I’m saying it now, and I will continue to until my lungs take their final breath.”
“I love you, Kelsie,” I choke out, feeling our daughter kick about between us.
“Do you know how much I do?” Kelsie shakes her head and presses my hands onto her lively stomach. “The intensity is overwhelming.” Her eyes glass over as she looks into mine. “You say you love our daughter, and how your heart can’t possibly grow any more than it has. But wait until she’s in your arms, smiling, staring back up at you. It hits different. Monumental. There is no feeling like loving someone more than you ever thought you possibly could.” She blinks as a tear falls, trailing down her flushed cheek. “I love youthatmuch, Max. I’m so excited we get to experience this together. I’m ready to finally take on our forever.”
I lean down, wrapping my arms around her waist to kiss her lips in response. No words form as I process this moment I’ve been longing for. My world could not be any more complete. I got my girl. My hands tighten on her hips, wanting to hold her in place and make this moment last forever. But Kelsie pulls away with hungry, lustful eyes as I gaze down at her.
“My God, Max. I need you.” I envision bringing her upstairs, making things slow and passionate. Kelsie is in for a cherished night.
“Then let’s go, baby girl.” I reach behind me for the door handle, but her hands push my hips back against the door as she drops to her knees.
“No.” The desperation in her voice is raspy as her hands rip apart my belt. “I need you.” Her expression is anything but sweet and tender. “Now.”
“Like, right here?” Who is this woman? I hear light laughter from the lounge and distant chatter from Eric in the background. “There are people who can probably hear us.” Normally, I wouldn’t care, but this is out of character for Kelsie.
“Yeah,” she breathes, springing my cock free from my boxers. “So let them hear my love for you.” With that, her jaw drops as her tongue slides out, consuming my cock deep into her mouth.
My eyes widen in astonishment as I stare down at the sexy, confident woman in such need to have me. Watching her take my cock with such eagerness is the biggest turn on in and of itself. Her head bobs back and forth as if she cannot take all of me quick enough. I feel a laugh resonate in my chest with elation. If this is heaven, I don’t know what I did to earn a spot here.
“Fuck, how are you taking me that deep for this long?” Her skilled mouth continues, and my brain turns to mush with her hidden talent.
“Mmm,” she hums against me as I grind my teeth and wrap my hand in her ponytail to slow her down.
“I’m not gonna last, Kelsss,” I hiss out as her hand reaches up to gently roll my balls, and I continue to hit down the back of her throat. “Let me come on your perky tits.”
As she chuckles wickedly, I pull her head back just in time, painting the cleavage popping out of her pretty sundress. My mouth hangs open with a gasp and my head falls back against the door. Her lips kiss the sensitive tip of my cock, and instantly, I pull her ponytail up to have her stand. I stare down at my woman, who surpasses the full package checklist, and wait for my breathing to even out. She takes a step back to remove her dress. Fuck, I can’t get my dick hard this quick after that intense orgasm.
“The parts of me I used to shy away from,” she begins and removes her bra. “I now love because my entire journey has led me to you.” She stands completely exposed to me. “I’m all yours, Max. Every flaw, ounce of insecurity or doubt, has now been put at ease.” Her voice is filled with nothing short of confidence and adoration. “I love the version of me that’s forever tied to you.”
I push off the door, guiding her into the single leather lounge chair, and lift one of her legs over the arm of it. Settling my face between her thighs, I hover above her soaked pussy, but don’t make contact. I stare up at her, still dumbfounded by her capable mouth.
“Kelsie, how did you fucking take me like that?” There is no way her mouth was sculpted to take my dick so perfectly.
“Well, I just used similar techniques that my vocal coach taught me when belting out notes.” She shrugs with a smile. “Relax and drop the jaw, tongue position…” She trails off. “Not that difficult.”
“That was the best fucking blow job of my life.”
“Well, then I guess you’re lucky you get to spend the rest of your life with this mouth.” Her smirk grows and I lean down, putting my own mouth to work until her cry grows loud enough to bring attention to the customers on the other side of the door.
Our eyes remain downcast as we emerge from the breakroom, not daring to witness if anyone heard us. Especially after I bent Kelsie over the back of the chair, clapped her ass, and fucked her senseless. My phone buzzes as we enter the lobby, and I have no doubt that it’s Eric. Hand in hand, we take the elevator up to our floor and pass the rest of the night lying in bed, cultivating this new life we are taking on together.
“Come on, you were in a balloon, and now you’re letting an enclosed tube freak you out?” Mallory teases me as the entire family boards their private jet.
“Yes, an enclosed tube moving through the sky does freak me out. But I am still tagging along.” I take a seat next to Kelsie.
“Here, honey.” Helen walks over and hands me a glass of amber liquid. “Down this and you’ll be fine.”
“Aunt Lauren says that’s not how we deal with ourproblems,” Mallory sasses.
“Well, this is also how I deal withLauren.” I down the drink, embracing the burn. “Go take a seat beside her.”
“I wish we were alone right now.” Kelsie kisses my shoulder before resting her head on it. “I always wanted to join the mile high club.”
“We can definitely cross that off the bucket list when family isn’t present and you’re not thirty-six weeks pregnant.” I place my hand on her thigh.