The Commitment (6 page)

“I’d wait for you, too, Lovebug,” she whispers, reaching for my neck to pull me to give me a chaste kiss.

We sit in silence for a long time, Sophie tracing the lines in my palm and humming softly against my shoulder. Before too long, she looks up at me and breaks the silence with her soft voice.

“Baby?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m still asking her.”

“Not if I beat you to it, Princess.”

Sophie

“So,” Dr. Swift says, smiling sweetly at me. “How have you been feeling since your last visit, Sophie?”

“Good,” I answer. “A little nausea and I’ve been very sleepy, but otherwise I feel fine.”

“Great,” she nods, leading me to the scale and jotting down notes on my chart. “Both of those are very normal. Your weight and blood pressure are right on target. Why don’t we go ahead and get started with your exam? Hop on up there,” she smiles. “If you have any questions, feel free to ask them whenever you’d like.”

“Okay,” I nod, positioning myself onto the table.

As she does her thing, my eyes dart to Chase who is remaining silent, simply brushing the hair away from my face, looking anywhere except at where the doctor is sitting.

“Everything looks good,” she says with a cheery voice, standing to discard her gloves into the trash and moving toward the sink to wash her hands.

I look up at Chase again who is staying tightlipped and listening to her intently as she talks about the nice weather outside.

Are you freaking kidding me?

Nudging him, he glances down at me and gives me a smirk when he sees the look on my face.

“Ask her,” I mouth silently.

“Babe, she’s talking,” he whispers.

“I don’t care!” I tell him under my breath.

“I’m just so happy to see it’s beginning to warm up out there.”

“Yes ma’am, I know what you mean,” he says politely to where she’s still facing away from us before glancing down at me, amusement dancing in his eyes. “I can’t just cut her off, Sweetheart. That’s rude.”

“This is the coldest winter we’ve had in a few years,” she continues, oblivious to the ridiculous argument happening behind her. “Okay, are we ready for…”

“Oh for the love of Pete,” I roll my eyes at him. “Is it safe for us to have sex?” I blurt out.

“It should be fine,” she starts, unable to contain her smirk as she faces us. “I don’t see any reason why not.”

“Okay,” I say, nodding and biting on my lip.

When she notices my hesitation, she stills her hand on the chart she’s writing my information down on.

“Is there something else?” she asks.

“No ma’am,” I start, watching her glance back down at my chart. “Now, when I say sex, what exactly does that entail in your mind?”

“I’m not…?”

“Because I don’t mean like slow, tender, sweet sex,” I continue, ignoring the groan of embarrassment from my fiancé. “I mean like I need to know that it’s safe for him to really just…
get in there
, ya know?”

“Oh my God,” Chase groans from beside me.

“Is there anything that we shouldn’t be doing? Because we do
a lot
,” I continue my nervous rambling. “And as you can probably guess by looking at him, he’s
really
packin’ some heat.”

“Jesus Christ.”

“What? We have to ask her, Baby,” I tell him, turning back to find her grinning at me. “Is that gonna be a problem?”

“As long as you’re comfortable, it should be fine, Sophie,” she assures me, snickering when I let out a breath of relief. “Do you have any more questions or are you ready for your ultrasound?”

“Nope, let’s do this!” I say, nervous when she begins pulling the machine close.

“Okay,” she laughs, moving my gown so that she can apply the cold gel over my stomach.

As she begins to swipe the wand over my skin, she explains what we can expect. At first, the image is awkward, but eventually, she begins to slow her movements and hones in on what she’s looking for.

“Okay, this is your uterus,” she says, pointing to the circular shape on the monitor. “And do you see this cute little peanut right here?”

“Yes ma’am?”

“That,” she starts, the smile evident in her voice even though my eyes are locked on the screen. “Is your baby.”

Chase

I thought there was nothing I could ever love as much as the woman I’m standing next to right now. However, as the doctor shows me the first image of our baby, I’m proven wrong.

I’m rendered speechless as I stare at the monitor. I can’t see much since the ‘little peanut’ she’s pointing to is so small. I couldn’t tell you which end is the head or feet. In fact, if I didn’t know better, I’d swear this lady was a little nuts herself. However, the emotion surging through me proves without a doubt that this is real.

That’s my baby
.
Someday, that perfect, tiny little peanut is going to call me daddy.

After meeting my girl, I was pretty sure love at first sight was a very real thing. Any shred of doubt I may have had about that theory has just been effectively wiped from my mind.

“Let’s see,” Dr. Swift says in a soft voice as she adjusts something. Within seconds, the most amazing, yet odd, galloping sound fills the room and causes tears to fall over onto my cheeks.

“Is that…?” I manage, my voice cracking.

The only thing in the world that could make me look away from this image squeezes my hand tightly. As a gentle sob leaves her lips, I glance down to find her eyes still locked on the monitor.

“It is,” the doctor says, smiling up at us.

Holy shit. Our baby has a heartbeat.

My mind is reeling when her voice breaks my thoughts again.

“That’s a very strong, healthy heartbeat from Baby Ryan.”

“Mitchell,” Sophie corrects, her soft voice coming out in a sob as she continues to stare ahead at our baby. “Baby Mitchell.”

Chase

As I climb behind the wheel of my truck, I pull Sophie closer to my side and glance down at the ultrasound picture she’s holding. She’s barely taken her eyes off of the strip since the doctor gave them to us and I can’t say that I blame her.

“I can’t believe that’s our baby, Baby,” she says, making me smile as a rest my chin on her head.

“I know,” I say in a low voice, still staring at the image. “Can I see?”

“Of course,” she says, handing the strip of images over to me.

After looking at it for a moment, I pull my pocketknife out and carefully slice the paper, separating one image from the strip. Handing the remaining pictures back, I slip mine into the small clip on my visor next to one of Sophie and me at Disney World.

It was taken just moments after I slipped my grandmother’s ring on her finger. The way she’s holding it up proudly, sticking her tongue out Mick Jagger style while I kiss her temple never fails to make me grin like an idiot. My eyes drift between the images for a moment before I reluctantly flip the visor closed and glance down to find her watching me.

“I love you,” I tell her, bending to brush my lips against hers.

“I love you, too, Babysaurus,” she whispers, closing the distance.

When I pull away, she gently bites my chin, making me chuckle before kissing her on the forehead.

“You’re such an adorable little weirdo,” I tease her, fastening my seatbelt and turning the key in the ignition before facing her. “You want to get some lunch?”

“Uh… not really,” she says, shooting me a look of disbelief before slipping the ultrasound images into her purse.

“You’re not hungry?” I ask her, pulling out of the parking spot and glancing down at her.

“Well,
yeah
. I’m always hungry,” she admits. “I could probably eat a freaking horse, but I don’t give two craps about food right now.”

“Sweetheart…”

“Chase, I will order and eat everything on that room service menu if that will make you feel better,” she starts, cutting me off as she tosses her phone into her purse and brings her eyes back to mine. “But so help me Jesus if we aren’t having very real sex within the next half hour, I’m going to fucking scream.”

“Babe,” I start, unable to hide to my grin.

“Not a cute, little scream either,” she cuts me off again, shifting uncomfortably. “I’m gonna straight up lose my shit.”

“Okay, I’ll take you to the hotel,” I smirk, taking a sip from my bottled water. “I just want to make sure you’re taken care of.”

“Then you need to drive faster,” she snorts. “You
take care of me
and then you can take care of me.”

“Alright, pushy! I’m going,” I chuckle, accelerating through the light and heading toward the highway that will lead us to the hotel.

“Sorry, I’m just really anxious,” she sighs, leaning her head against my shoulder.

“I know, Princess. I am, too,” I confess, kissing her hair quickly as I keep my eyes on the road.

She absentmindedly switches on the radio, settling back against the seat and singing along to the opening lyrics of ‘Crazy’ by Gnarls Barkley. Her knee is bent in front of her in the seat and she’s fidgeting with her nails beside me. As I begin rubbing her inner thigh affectionately, she’s mostly calm until I pull up to red light.

“Oh my God! Are you freaking kidding me, red light?” she whines as she lets out a sigh of frustration and her head falls against the back of the seat. “This song is my life.”

“We’re almost there, Gorgeous,” I grin, sipping from my water. “You need a drink?”

“No,” she groans, rubbing her hands over her face. “I need some dick.”

“Damn, Baby!” I laugh loudly before tightening my grip on her thigh and leaning down to hover over her lips. “I didn’t know you missed me so much.”

“Well, I do,” she says softly, turning to grip my neck and pulling me to her mouth.

Rising in the seat slightly, she kisses me harder as she slips her tongue into my mouth. As she grips the hair at the base of my neck, the growl that leaves my chest is met with a soft whimper from hers. By the time I hear the horns begin blazing behind us, we’re both panting.

“Babe,” I whisper, pulling away slightly with a breathy laugh. “Sophie, the light’s green. People are honking at us.”

“Thank Jesus,” she says, sitting back down as her chest heaves. “Speed, Baby.”

“Okay,” I chuckle.

“Stop laughing,” she says as she swats me playfully. “This is so serious.”

“I know, Baby,” I agree, moving her hand to my raging hard on and pulling a low groan from her lips. “Trust me.
I know
.”

We manage to make it to the hotel without any more delays. Quickly pulling into a parking spot, we’re out of the truck in record time as we make a mad dash to the elevators. The doors aren’t even shut completely before we’re on each other.

Hooking her arm around my neck, she pulls my lips to hers and I press her against the wall. Surprising her, I unbutton her jeans and slide my hand beneath her lace thong.

“Baby, you’re fucking soaked,” I groan against her lips as I begin massaging her clit, swallowing her moans.

“You’re not gonna tell me no again, right?” she asks as she pulls away, her heaving chest contradicting the look of panic on her face.

“Fuck no,” I tell her immediately. “Matter of fact, if we don’t get to our floor soon, I’m gonna end up fucking you right here in this elevator.”

Rolling my hips, I press my cock against her as I move my lips to her neck, still rubbing her clit. This time, there’s nothing quiet about the noises leaving her and she’s got me so hard, it’s bordering on painful.

“Oh my God!” she moans as her eyes flutter closed, biting down on her lip. “Chase… Baby, I’m about to come.”

“Look at me,” I whisper against her mouth and watch her eyes snap open. “Hmm… Good girl. Go Baby!”

I watch her head gently fall against the wall of the elevator, her back arches as my name leaves her lips and I know I’m done for.

When the elevator doors begin to slide open, she’s still panting in front of me. Sucking my fingers clean with a groan, I grip her hand in mine and lead her out into the hallway. By the time we arrive at the door, the keycard is already out of my wallet and between my teeth.

Swiping it quickly, I push the door open and follow her in. Sophie drops her purse onto the floor before spinning around to face me. For a split second, we simply stare at each other, our chests heaving with lust. In the next instant, I’m stalking toward her, gripping the back of her neck and taking her mouth. As she pulls herself up and wraps her legs around my waist, I kick off my shoes and take a few steps into the room.

“Bed?” I husk against her lips as she pulls her shirt over her head.

“I don’t care,” she admits, unhooking her bra and tossing it to the side.

“Floor?” I ask, sucking on her neck.

“Yeah,” she pants, gripping my shoulders as I sink to my knees where I’m standing, not willing to waste anymore time.

As I lay her on the floor, I hold her eyes as I ditch my shirt. Moving to stand over her, I remove my jeans as I watch her begin peeling hers down her legs. Helping her free her feet, I throw them to the side.

“Do you want me to go down on you first?” I ask as drop to my knees in front of her.

“No,” she says, raising up on her elbow and gripping my neck with her free hand, pulling me on top of her. “Next time.”

“Open up for me, Beautiful,” I command.

Immediately, she does as she’s told, both of us letting out a loud groan of pleasure as I push into her.

“Ah!” she gasps, letting her head fall back against the floor.

“Fuck,” I ground out, carefully moving inside her for the first time in weeks. Her hands fall to my waist as I cage her with my arms, rocking into her slowly and running my lips over her skin. “God, you’re so fucking tight, Sophie. I needed your pussy so bad, Baby.”

“Chase,” she whimpers as I begin sucking on the bend between her neck and shoulder, teasing her nipple with my fingertips. “Please…”

“Please what, Sweetheart?” I ask as I cup her breast, sucking her into my mouth as her eyes flutter slightly.

“More,” she begs. “I need it hard, Baby, please.”

Sensing my hesitation, Sophie’s voice breaks my reluctant thoughts.

“I swear I’ll tell you if I need to stop,” she says, holding my eyes as I continue to move inside her slowly.

Slipping one arm beneath her leg and the other under her back to grip her shoulder, I slowly give her every inch. As I begin pushing into her with more force, the tension begins to leave her and is instantly replaced with pleasure.

She winds her arms around my neck and pulls me as close as she can, holding my eyes as she pants against my lips. Falling into a rhythm, I savor in the feel of her naked body melting into mine, relish in the sound of flesh meeting flesh as it fills the room.

“Chase,” she rasps, letting out a moan as I push into her deeper. “You feel so good, Baby.”

Burying my lips into her neck, I thrust into her harder as I tighten my hold on her, causing her breathing to quicken. As I increase my pace, she grows wetter almost instantly. When she begins clenching around my shaft, she comes furiously as the two words she always waits for leave my lips.

She chants my name as she takes what she needs from me. The feel of her orgasm washing over me pushes me closer to my own. Watching her unraveling beneath me, I’m fighting to keep hold of my control. I could easily fill her, but telling Sophie no for the past two weeks has been torturous. We may not be alone for long and I have no intention of stopping until my girl is completely sated.

“Is this what my Princess needed?”

“Yes,” she pants, her eyes drunk with pleasure as she runs her tongue up the side of my neck.

“You want to come for me again?”

“Please, Baby,” she mewls against my mouth as she sucks my bottom lip into her mouth.

“Hmm… Good girl,” I hum as I tease her neck with my teeth, working my way to her ear. “You wanna go for a ride, Baby?”

“God yes!”

I twist our bodies, positioning her on top of me and releasing my grip. Immediately, she plants her hands on my chest and pushes herself up to straddle me. Once she’s seated on top of me, she lets her head fall back in pleasure.

“Oh my God,” she groans as I gently buck my hips into hers. “Chase, I love your dick.”

“That’s your dick, Baby,” I pant, loving the way her eyes flutter in pleasure at my words. “Say it, Sophie. Tell me who owns this dick.”

“I do,” she pants, slowly starting to move on top of me. “It’s mine.”

“Good girl,” I croon as I begin to slide my thumb over her clit, sending a shiver through her. “Ride it, Gorgeous. Give my pussy what it needs.”

The second the words leave my mouth, she’s done.

“Chase,” she mewls, holding my eyes as she begins to swivel her hips over my shaft, meeting me thrust for thrust. “I love it when you talk to me like that.”

“I know you do, Dirty Girl,” I smirk, shooting her a wink as she begins clenching around me. “You ready to go again?”

“Uh huh,” she manages as I push into her faster.

“You gonna scream for me this time?”

“Yes!” she pants when I swipe her clit again.

“Go Baby!” I command.

She grips my waist and throws her head back, her voice raspy as she screams through lips still swollen from my kiss. Squeezing her hips tightly, I’m completely consumed by the way her long blonde hair frames her face and falls around her chest and shoulders. Holding her hooded emerald gaze, I groan as her eyes begin to tear up in pleasure as I drive into her from below. When she begins to clench around me for a third time, she steals the last bit of my sanity, pulling me over the edge with her.

“Yes, Baby,” she moans, biting down on her lip. “Now give me mine.”

“Sophie... Fuck Baby!” I ground out as I fill her, watching as she begins to let out a low hum.

Panting as she slows the grind of her hips, she stares down at me and lets out a long sigh of contentment. Lazily, she leans forward and places her forehead against my slick chest as my cock pulses inside her.

Running my hands over her damp skin, I squeeze her ass before lightly gripping her hair, moving her eyes back to mine. She lets out a low hum as I lean up slightly, pressing my lips to hers. When I pull away, I bend one arm behind my head and hold her gaze, my free hand roaming over her back. Biting down on her bottom lip, she moves her fingertip to trace my jaw.

“Whatcha thinking about, Baby?” I ask her when her hot breath slows and she remains silent for a long moment.

“Honestly?” she asks in a quiet voice.

“Of course.”

“Fried chicken,” she says, smiling wide at me and causing me to chuckle.

“Yeah?”

“Mhm,” she nods. “I’m thinking about biscuits, too.”

“You want me to get you some fried chicken, Baby?”