“And?”
“What?”
“I just had a feeling you were going to continue.” Kaz kissed my forehead. “There’s another shoe you want to drop on me so why don’t you just tell me what it is?”
My smile could not be contained as I looked over at my fiancé and arched one of my perfectly-shaped brows. “There is no
other
shoe, mister.” I kissed Kaz’s lips gently and unexpectedly, his tongue darted between my open lips and our coupling turned that much more intimate.
I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted my body and planted me firmly in his lap, both arms wrapping around waist before his hands began to wander up the back of the form-fitting cashmere sweater I wore.
He ended our frantic kissing reluctantly and sighed. “Will our son be needing these any time soon?” he questioned, indicating my breasts.
“It’s doubtful,” I murmured. “I pumped ‘em about an hour ago and left the milk for Lin in his nursery so we have at least an hour to ourselves…depending upon what time you’re due back.”
“An hour is more than enough time. As long as I get to spend it with you, it’s all good, you know that?” He removed my sweater and caressed my double-Ds, encased in a pretty scarlet lace bra. “So, about that other shoe…”
I sighed out loud. “Oh my goodness, you’re a hot mess, you know that? Listen, after the birth of Kasper, I knew he would be my one and only. It didn’t have anything with wanting to extract some sort of revenge on you but I also know me and a house full of kids isn’t how I see my life. You have Xander and now you have Kasper. You’re a great father but I like our family just the way it is now. I decided to get a tubal-ligation. My obstetrician gynecologist was completely against it but it was my decision.”
Kaz’s aquamarine eyes went wide with surprise. “Is it reversible?”
“No, it isn’t. I didn’t want that kind because I know there won’t be another child from me, not naturally at least.” My hands immediately went to his face. “Hey, stop acting like it’s the end of the world. There are plenty of unwanted children out there and if we want one to ‘solidify’ what we have after we’re married, I would really like to adopt an American child. I think it would be a great way to give back and who says that a child we adopt is any less our child than Xander and Kasper? I know you don’t think that way—”
“No, I don’t, especially when another man raised me as his own child despite there not being any blood relation between the two of us. I am not upset, Syd, and please don’t get the impression it bothers me. I just didn’t think you would do something like that. You’re so young—”
“Yes, I know. That is the exact phrase Dr. Canter kept repeating to me: ‘You’re so young. What if your child dies at a young age? You wouldn’t be able to have any biological children.’ The point isn’t whether I can have biological children or not. It was my decision because right now, I don’t want any more children yet I don’t want anything foreign in my body preventing me from doing so. If we decide to have another child then we can adopt. I’m not just saying this to be politically correct but I truly do believe there are way too many children out there in need of a good home. I’ve had my ‘biological’ child but I won’t prize him anymore than I do Xander or any other children
we
decide to have.”
I breathed deeply against his neck and inhaled his delicious scent. I never wanted this to turn into a disagreement between us or cause a rift; it was the main reason why I’d never brought it up before. I didn’t know how Kaz would react and with us just having gotten back together, it was best to keep everything calm and loving between the two of us rather than cause unnecessary drama.
His hands reached out and touched my face softly as we faced one another. He had the most unbelievably gorgeous face and never would I regret my decision to be with him again. Although his looks were never an issue between us; our problems had gone much deeper than the superficial.
We both knew to make this work, we were each going to have to put in the effort and fight to keep our relationship stable and sustainable. No matter how sexy he was or beautiful I was, looks alone couldn’t hold a relationship together. We would have to base our relationship on a strong foundation with words like trust, loyalty, friendship and most of all, mutual respect.
Kaz had some growing up to do and so did I but if we were willing to put in the effort then we could not only make our relationship special but it would only get better as the years passed us by, not worse.
“I respect your decision to do what you did because it’s your body and you should be allowed the freedom to make these kinds of decisions. I was just a bit taken aback because I didn’t expect you to be so fiery and strong-willed.” He kissed my lips again and it was soft one but I still knew he was ready for more than a kiss by the hard-on pressed against my ass as I sat on his lap.
“Oh, you didn’t? You are such a liar.” I tackled him down until I sat astride him and he let me win…at least for a moment.
Then he tackled me and we rolled over until he was on top and I was on the bottom. My legs wrapped around his waist and although sexual preliminaries were a delight, they certainly weren’t needed at that moment.
His lips crushed mine and I opened my mouth to receive him as his tongue invaded me and every thought turned into primal yearning and emotion. I just needed to be with him and at the moment, I didn’t care about the small bit of time we had together.
“You think we would be able to manage a quickie?”
My lips curved into a smile. “Absolutely.”
Kaz wiped the smile off my lips with a soul-stealing kiss that had me seeing stars. He quickly undid my bra, unbuttoned the boyfriend jeans I wore and slid them off my body, panties included.
I helped him take off his t-shirt and undid the button of his jeans before he slid them off after he’d kicked off a pair of black Chuck Taylors he wore. I lay down on the bed and he spread my legs wide before he looked down at me as if I was a work of beauty between my legs.
“Fuck, I can’t resist. Every time I see your pussy, I just want to dig right in with my tongue.”
“That’s not a quickie, Kaz,” I chided though he knew I was kidding.
I loved when this man went down on me because he was so fucking good at it and it never seemed like a routine. He always did something different with his tongue but if he did go down on me then he would delay sex for at least ten minutes and it was precious time we simply didn’t have.
“Maybe just a quick lick—”
“Babe, you have a concert tonight and as appealing as that is, I want your dick inside me. I don’t want to be eaten out by you only for you to have to go afterwards. Get your ass up here and fuck me.”
“Fine, turn over and get on your hands and knees. I can stimulate your G-spot better and at least tease you with my fingers.”
“Don’t forget the KY—it’s right next to the bed.”
“See, if I went down on you, we wouldn’t need the KY.”
One downside to breastfeeding and not getting a period; I was dry as the Sahara desert between my legs because all the liquids were going straight to my boobs. If Kaz didn’t eat me out, we had to use lubricant just so it didn’t hurt him or me to have sex.
He rubbed lube over his cock before he administered a liberal amount on two of his fingers and slid them inside me, massaging my G-spot as he explored. His thumb pressed down on my clit and I swore I saw stars as my hips bucked against his fingers.
“Are you ready?”
“Yeah.”
Kaz slid his fingers out and within a moment or two, he entered me and I bunched the sheets with my hands as he began to work in and out of me.
“Aw, fuck, baby, you’re so tight.”
He sped up the pace and began to really screw me hard and every time his dick hit my G-spot, I felt myself get closer to the edge of an orgasm. Slowly, he bent over me to slow himself down and kissed my back and my neck as he continued to thrust in and out of me.
I loved quickies though he thought they were inadequate because he didn’t truly get to pleasure me as much as he would have liked but they were great for times like right now.
Kaz withdrew suddenly and slapped my ass playfully. “Turn over. I want to see you when I am fucking the woman who will be my wife in almost a week’s time.”
I turned over and laid back down on the bed before I spread my legs for him. He fit nicely in between them and entered me again. It was only natural I wrapped my legs around his waist and held on with my arms linked around his neck. He hands were pressed against my ass to bring me as close as possible and we kissed madly and deeply, our tongues fighting for domination with one another in a playful duo.
It was beautiful how every now and then when we came up for air from one of our make-out sessions how in tuned we were with one another and no matter how many times we claimed we just wanted to fuck one another, sometime during our sex, it would eventually turn into lovemaking and the next thing I knew, we would look at one another with a sappy expression and we both knew it felt right between us.
Not just the sex but everything about our life was perfect now and as wonderful as it ever would be. I loved staring into his eyes because it reminded me I’d almost thrown this man away without a second thought and if he hadn’t been so persistent, we wouldn’t be together now.
Despite the quickie stance, we still managed to make love for over a half an hour before there was a knock at the double doors.
“Bro, we gotta jet soon.”
“Yeah, all right. Give me ten minutes.”
We both waited, Kaz still buried inside of me while we heard Jaden walk away and then we continued.
He thrust hard inside me before he would become gentle again and the different paces caused the edge of that cliff to come and I came after the umpteenth time his cock hit my G-spot. My vaginal muscles clenched around his dick and that’s all it took for him to come inside me while he continued to pump away until he’d emptied himself inside me.
I ran my hands through his damp hair before I kissed his forehead. “You better go before Jaden has a fit and I am sure Talia is climbing the walls being stuck alone with him.”
Kaz smiled at me before he kissed my lips again. “I love you so much, you know that, don’t you?”
He withdrew, maneuvered his legs over the side, and sat at the edge of the bed as he slipped his clothes back on.
“Aren’t you going to shower?”
“Why would I do that when I want your smell on me all night? I’ll take one at the arena before I change into my stage gear. I promise.”
“I definitely think that is best. You don’t want to run into fans smelling like pussy, Kaz. That is just downright tacky.”
“Even if it’s your pussy?”
“Yeah, especially if it’s my pussy!”
I was worn out and didn’t have the strength to close my legs but I did watch him as he got dressed, stood and bent over to kiss me. “Close your legs, sweetie. It’s obscene and you’re doing things to my dick you shouldn’t do.”
I made a half-hearted attempt. “See you tonight, sweetie. And drive safely.”