Lucky in Love

by Bishop, K. M.

  I pull back, about to make some smart ass joke to ease the tension so we can just laugh and go back to our normal business. I rack my brain, thinking about going along the lines of him being sick of paying for the hotel, which is the only reason he’s done all of this… but the words don’t come out. It doesn’t feel like the time or place for a joke because the thick air surrounding us is growing by the moment. It’s filling my lungs, making it a challenge to breathe, leaving me dizzy as hell. I want to kiss him so badly, I can almost taste him on my lips already, and judging by the look on his face he feels the same way. Oh, who am I kidding? I know he does. He hasn’t tried to hide how much he wants me. He’s been open about his feelings, I know he isn’t going to run now. I’m safe with him, just like I always used to be.

  I lean in, just a tiny little bit to show him what I want, and he takes the hint. He leans in and claims me with his mouth, taking me for his own once more, and this time I feel myself surrendering completely…

  Chapter Twenty

  Tony

  She tastes so good. Like a fruity delight as I take her lips with mine. She parts her mouth to invite my tongue inside and it goes willingly. Every time Natasha allows me to have even the smallest part of her, I’m overjoyed, but this time it feels so different. After the intense eye opening chat that we have just had, it’s something more.

  “Oh, Natasha.” My hands grip on to her hair, unable to let her go. “You’re everything.”

  “What… oh god,” she murmurs as I suck on her exposed throat. “What do you mean by that?”

  I slide my hands over to her cheeks and keep her face in my hands so I can really stare into those gorgeous eyes of hers. As I say this aloud for the first time in a very long time, I need her to really hear it.

  “I mean that I love you, Natasha Hatfield. I have always loved you. Ever since I first laid eyes on you.”

  “You… you do?” She clutches her hand to her chest, looking shocked. “Are you sure?”

  “You think I might be just saying this because we’re having a baby or something? Of course I’m sure. I hated being taken away from you when we were teenagers, it was the worst thing to ever happen. Then I came back for you earlier on in the year. I wanted us to be together again because I never stopped loving you.”

  “I… I don’t think I ever stopped loving you as well,” she admits. “It’s hard for me to talk about this because our history is so complicated. But yes, I think that I might love you as well. I think I always have.”

  Relief flows through me. The walls really have come crashing down here and she’s finally telling me just how she feels which is perfect. I’m so glad. This idea was perfect… not that I did it for this to happen, but I’m so glad it has. This might be the start of us being together forever. God, I hope so. I would love nothing more.

  The next thing we’re kissing once more like there’s no tomorrow. My hands slide down to the breasts that I was fantasizing about while in her hotel elevator only moments before. Only then she was untouchable, and now… well now, the possibilities are endless. I can hold her, massage her, tweak her nipples…

  “Oh, fuck.” She tilts her head back; her eyes fall closed with desire. “Tony, I really do love you.”

  Those words are too much for me. I need to see her naked now. I tuck my fingers underneath her tee shirt hem line and yank the material off her body. I gasp loudly, even though I touched her breasts before I didn’t realize that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She’s so pert and round, utterly delicious, that she doesn’t need one.

  “I didn’t get dressed properly.” She smiles and shrugs. “Sorry about that, I wasn’t expecting any of this.”

  “Oh, I don’t think I mind about that.” I grab her hips and yank her closer to me. “The more naked the better.”

  As we kiss again, I lift her up a little and slide her trousers down, pulling her panties off as well. The curve of her butt feels gorgeous between my fingers. Even more so when a groan flies out of her lips.

  “Oh, Tony, you have no idea what you’re doing to me right now.”

  I tumble from the couch, falling to the floor on my knees and I part her thighs further. I grab her legs and pull her off the edge so I can gain access to her. My mouth growing closer to her core by the second. Natasha knows what I’m doing, she can sense me coming for her, I can tell from her desperate pants. She sounds so adorably sexy like that I don’t even want to tease her. I just want to get in there and taste her already.

  My tongue darts out of my mouth and drag it along her soaking wet slit, holding her in place as she shudders. I take it slowly around her clit, really coaxing the most intense orgasm that I can from her. This is the first time in years that we have declared out love for one another, and this time it’s definitely different because it’s leading to forever. I want this first pleasure that she has after that moment to be wonderful.

  “Oh, fucking hell.” Her knuckles turn white because she’s gripping on to the couch so hard. “Fuck, that feels so good. You’re so… so amazing…” Her breaths are sharp and intense. “Tony, I love you.”

  I become a mad man on a mission at the mention of those words. I’m no longer slow and testing the waters. My tongue moves at the speed of light, plunging in to her, tasting her contracting walls, before tracing over her clit again and again. She tries to scoot away from me when she can feel herself tipping towards the edge, but I won’t let her go. I want her to explode under the power of my mouth. I want to make her come hard.

  “Fuck, Tony,” she screams loudly. “Tony, you’re so incredible. Oh, wow…”

  The words tumble away as a deep shuddering shatters right the way through her. I love the trembling, the spasming, the writhing. But most of all I love the mewing sounds flying out of her mouth. She is on fire and that’s all because of me. I just hope that I can make her feel this way forever.

  “Tony, I want you,” she growls. “I want you to come up here and fuck me already.”

  “You do?” I murmur, my words tickling along her hyper sensitive core. “You don’t need to ask me again.”

  I rise to my feet, wanting to take her from the couch. I reach out for her hand and she takes it willingly.

  “My room or yours?” I ask with a smirk. “Or another room entirely?”

  A sweet little blush fills her cheeks and she smiles at me. “I think we should go to yours. It’s the only room I haven’t seen yet. It makes me wonder if you’re keeping something secret in there.”

  I toss my head back and let out a bellowing laugh. “Oh, everything is a secret in that room.”

  The real reason that I haven’t yet shown her my room is because I wasn’t sure how comfortable she would be with seeing it, but now she wants to so of course I’m more than happy for it. I keep my eyes fixed on hers the entire time we walk through my place while thinking about all the times I have fantasized about her being here, and now she is. She’s here with me for the foreseeable future which is all I could ever want and more.

  “Wow, this room is amazing,” she gushes as we get inside. “The best room of the house.”

  “It’s the one I did first, so I probably put more effort in,” I admit. “Although the nursery took much longer.”

  She heads over to the window, not worrying about her naked body at all, and as I examine the curve of her behind in the moon light, I fall in love so badly all over again that I can hardly keep it inside. It’s like this burning hot pressure threatening to explode from me at any moment. Every fiber inside of me, every cell wants to burst.

  I take big strides to close the gap between us, and I wrap my arms around her. But I’m not naked enough. I want to really feel every inch of her. So, I step back, and I peel everything else off until I can press every part of myself up to her. As she feels my cock brushing against her ass, she rolls back against me, wanting more.

  “You can take me here if you want,” she mutters sexily. “The way that this window is positioned, no one can see us. But the idea t
hat they might be able to is kind of a turn-on, don’t you think?”

  “Ooh, you’re kinda kinky now, huh?” I tease. “I never would have thought that about you.”

  “I’m just discovering this side of myself with you, Tony. Who knows what I will discover?”

  Oh fuck, I like that idea so much. The concept of me and Natasha exploring our sexuality together, learning everything new about one another. I might not be as inexperienced as she is, but with her, everything is a brand new journey. Every time I’m with her, it’s new and unique. I absolutely love it.

  “Your words set me on fire, you know that, right?” I slide myself inside her. “You’re so fucking sexy.”

  Every thrust into her is powerful and hot as hell, more so when she plants her hands on the wall and she presses back against me. She wants more from me, everything, and fuck me I want to give it to her. Every thrust is more intense than the last, each time we crash against one each other I feel the hot pressure building. She’s driving me closer to the edge with every damn second, and I can hardly contain myself anymore…

  We both cry out as the ecstasy bursts free. I cling to her desperately, never wanting to let her go, and as we both fly over the edge in to the abyss, I love her more than I have ever done before.

  “Oh, wow.” She leans back against me, resting her head against my chest. Natasha must be able to feel my racing pounding heart as it hammers against her head. “Tony, that was…”

  “You don’t regret it, do you?” I demand instantly, fearing the worst. The last time that we were in this situation she completely freaked out and I so don’t want to go back to that position again.

  “No, no, not this time… or last time,” she admits. “I didn’t regret it, I was just worried that we were over complicating things and I didn’t want that to happen. I don’t ever want to end up hating one another.”

  I spin her around and kiss her. “That isn’t possible, Natasha. I could never hate you.”

  “No, I don’t think I could ever hate you either. Even when you left me, I didn’t hate you. I should have known that there would always be an explanation for it. I should have given you a chance right away…”

  “Shh, shh, shh…” I hold her close. “Don’t worry about that now. I don’t think that we should worry about the past anymore. Let’s just concentrate on the future instead. Me and you, and our baby boy. That’s all that matters.”

  “Forget about the past.” She nods excitedly, liking this idea. “Focus on the future. I like that, I can do that.”

  I take her hand and lead her to the bed, lying her down on the sheets. Her eyes flicker, ready to close, and I gently kiss her on the forehead to will her to sleep. It’s been a long time since I’ve woken up with her and I remember the sensation being absolutely incredible. I’m a lucky son of a bitch that I get to experience that once more. Finally, I have done something right, and I can reap the rewards of that.

  As I climb into the bed and I lean into the weight of hers, I smile so widely it’s like I have a coat hanger stuck between my lips. If this really is the moment when I get the chance to be the man that I have always wanted to be for Natasha, then I’m ecstatic. Everything is finally working out for me.

  “I really do love you, Natasha,” I whisper. “I hope that this is the start of something new for us.”

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Natasha

  The night passes in a haze, but I can’t get much sleep through it. All I can focus on is Tony’s sleeping form and the words he said right before he drifted off. He really wants us to start again, to have something real, and I’m tempted to let this happen. All the reasons I have been fighting it and putting off don’t matter anymore. They aren’t even worthwhile. Tony never really ran from me, he was always forced away.

  I prop up on my elbow as the sunlight begins to stream in through the windows and I stare at him, smiling to myself. There’s a reason that this is the only man that I have ever been with, that we’re having a baby together. Fate has been pushing us together this entire time and I’ve been ignoring it all the time.

  As he stirs, I slide out from under the sheets, not wanting to disturb him too early. The first thing I grab is a tee shirt that belongs to him. As I toss it over my head, the soft material brushes lightly over my skin making me shiver hard. I clutch on to myself, so happy. Moments ago, everything was falling apart, I didn’t know what was going to happen with my life, but now I’m happier than I have ever been.

  I pad through the house that is seemingly mine now – at least for the time being, I don’t know what will happen in the long term – and I head towards the nursery. I just need to see it once more, to look at everything we now have for our child. It’s all just so amazing, so wonderful, so lovely. Tony is amazing.

  “I can’t believe he did all of this for me,” I murmur, the words full of emotion. “This is incredible.”

  The fact that our child won’t want for anything now, that Tony has made sure to fill in the holes that I wasn’t able to do. Just like a partnership should be. We’ve completed each other in parenthood.

  I touch my belly as my son moves and wriggles around in there, beaming from ear to ear. He will come soon enough, he’ll be born in this home where he has everything and more. He’s going to be so happy. Sure, he won’t have all of his family members. One grand father has unfortunately passed away, and my parents are being stupidly stubborn, but we will probably have Tony’s mother. Plus, the two of us, and of course Tara.

  That’s more than most people have, especially when surrounded with so much love.

  “Here you are.” All of a sudden, a warm pair of arms circle around me. “I panicked when I woke up and you weren’t there. I thought you might be getting revenge on me and running off for once.”

  “Maybe if I didn’t have quite so much weight to carry around with me, I would have done,” I tease. “But luckily for you, this baby is far too big for me to get anywhere quickly, so I’m stuck here.”

  “Stuck? That’s a lovely way to put it! And here I was thinking you wanted to be around.”

  I span and throw my arms around his neck before kissing him softly. “It isn’t the worst, I suppose.”

  We’re being much too couple like considering we haven’t really had that conversation yet, but perhaps that’s okay. Maybe it’s alright to not worry too much. To take it one step at a time.

  “Well, let’s get you some breakfast then.” He pats my butt playfully. “Since you’re carrying around so much weight, I should do the cooking, don’t you think? It’s only fair.”

  As soon as he mentions food, my stomach growls angrily. “Huh, I guess I didn’t know how hungry I am.”

  “Let’s get that fixed then.” He grins. “What do you want to eat today?”

  We head down the stairs, chatting and laughing as we do, and it’s as easy to be around him as breathing. Being with Tony is the most natural thing in the world which must be why we’re always being pulled back together. It doesn’t matter how much I try to keep us apart, there isn’t anything I can do to fight it.

  Yep, I think with a bright smile as I take a seat at the table. I could get used to this.

  “You know, my mom is supposed to come around today for a bit,” Tony tells me idly. “You don’t mind, do you? I know it might be a bit strange because of… well… but it was already arranged.”

  “I would love to see your mom today! It’s been a long time since I’ve seen her other than passing in the street and having a quick chat. It will be nice to have an actual conversation with her.”

  I really mean that as well. When me and Tony were in high school, I always got on well with her. I just didn’t see her much after Tony left because I guess I blamed her a lot. Not consciously, intentionally, I just thought that it was her fault for Tony leaving and our lives being stripped apart.

  “Great, that’s brilliant. I know that she will love to see you too.”

  “Does she know about the baby? My ma
ssive pregnant stomach might be a bit of a shock otherwise.”

  “She knows… I hope you don’t mind. I told her when I first found out about it.”

  “And she was happy about it?” He nods. “Okay good, that’s great. I’m glad.”

  “She’s over the moon at the idea of having another baby in her life. If you’ll allow it of course. She loved being a mother to me more than anything in the world and I’m pretty sure she will adore it again.”

  “It’s amazing to have at least one grandparent around! I’m sure we’ll be grateful for the help.”

  As he grins at me, the sense that I’m no longer alone almost overwhelms me. I have gone through most of this pregnancy trying to cling on to the idea that I will need to be a single mother, all by myself, when really, I have lots of people around me, helping me. My family can be the people I choose them to be.

  We eat breakfast in a blissful harmony, taking about everything and nothing in particular. It’s lovely. I already feel like I’m settling in here, that I could enjoy this being my life. Me and him forever…

  Knock, knock.

  “Ooh, is that your mom already?” I gasp. “I’m not dressed yet. I need to get dressed.”

  “I’m also only in my sweat pants, it really doesn’t matter. She isn’t going to be bothered.”

  I leap up from my chair. “No, I can’t see her like this. Not when we’re kind of introducing ourselves as… well, whatever we are. I want to look my best. Can you just stall her for a moment?”

  “Okay, but I don’t think you need to. To me, you look beautiful just as you are.”

  I roll my eyes and snort with laughter. “Alright, whatever. I will be back in a moment.”

  I bound up the stairs as fast as I can and I grab the only clothing that I have here, which is what I was wearing yesterday. Not exactly ideal, but I didn’t know I needed to bring my bags from the hotel when we came. I’ll ask Tony later on if we can pop back to get my things. But for now, I at least need the leggings on. I can’t parade around in just a tee shirt in front of his mother. She might not like me so much then.