by Toni Aleo
She beamed up at him as he put her on her feet. “Oh my goodness, he is perfect,” she cooed, kissing his head. “Is he ours?”
“Yup,” he said happily, petting its head. “I thought since you seemed so lonely that a little buddy would be good for you. Do you like him?”
“I do! He’s adorable, what is he?”
“Pug-beagle mix. Puggle is the word on the street. I got him at the shelter.”
Her grin was unstoppable. “Perfect. I love him. Thank you.”
She kissed him on the lips, lingering a little longer than she should, not that he was complaining, before pulling away and starting for the house, “I have a surprise for you too.”
Jordie smiled as he picked up his bags to follow her. “I thought the surprise was gonna be you naked when I got home.”
She smiled back at him. “This dress comes off very quickly.”
It was the first time he actually noticed what she was wearing, and she was right, the thin little dress would come off in seconds. Flipping up the back of her skirt, he saw she had no panties on and whistled at her as she grinned. “This is true and I see nothing underneath.”
She grinned back at him, holding the door before kissing the dog’s head. “Easy access. And duh, I didn’t want my brother seeing me naked.”
He chuckled, but when her dark, lust-filled eyes met his and the curve of her lips taunted him, he wasn’t sure how long he could wait to get under that skirt. Walking past her, he paused in the doorway to kiss her once more before whispering against her lips, “I missed you.”
She smiled, her nose moving against his until the puppy reached up to lick her jaw. Laughing, she pulled away and he decided that his surprise was a mood killer.
“I missed you too,” she declared. “But what’s his name?”
Jordie threw his bags down by the couch and turned to look at her as she came toward him, cuddling the puppy. “Don’t know. Your choice.”
She looked the pup over and then looked up at him. “Well, since we are hockey family, it only makes sense that his name is Pucky.”
Family. Man, how that word made him breathless…but Pucky?
“Pucky?” he said, his brow rising. “How about Puck? Just drop that girlie ‘Y.’”
Kacey giggled. “Puck isn’t as cute though.”
“He’s manly man dog,” he said, pointing to him, and the puppy licked his finger, not proving his point. “He will be a manly man dog.”
“Fine,” she said, looking him over. “What about Gretzky?”
“Hell yeah, that’s a winner,” he said, nodding his head as he scratched the pup behind his ear. “Gretzky, welcome home.”
Kacey beamed up at him as she reached over, kissing his lips. Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed her hard, his hands lifting the skirt of her dress to feel her totally naked ass. Groaning against her lips, he pulled away, meeting her lust-filled eyes. Taking ahold of each of her ass cheeks, his voice was rough, his cock pulsating in his jeans as he said, “Put Gretzky down and let’s go to the bedroom.”
Pulling back more, she held one finger up. “But you haven’t seen my surprise.”
His eyes were pleading as he asked, “Can I do you first and then see it without hurting your feelings or making you mad?”
She scoffed. “No and no. It will take two seconds,” she added when his head fell back, his cock pressed against her soft center.
“I want you now though,” he begged and she laughed.
“Two seconds. It’s on the counter,” she said, pushing him away, but he wasn’t going anywhere without another kiss. Dropping his mouth to hers, he kissed her once more and, as he went to deepen the kiss, she pulled away, breathless.
“Please,” she asked, Gretzky wiggling in her arms. “Go see. Don’t seduce me yet.”
He scoffed. “I don’t have to seduce you. I just have to look at you and your clothes melt off.”
Laughing, she pushed him away before she bent over, placing Gretzky on the floor, muttering, “Cocky ass.”
He grinned as he reached under her skirt, cupping her wet pussy, which caused her to cry out as she stood straight up and smacked his hand. “Pig!”
His eyes softened as he pulled her into his arms, kissing her nose. “Aw, you haven’t called me that in a long time.”
She rolled her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck. “You’re killing me, Jordie Thomas.”
He shrugged. “Sorry, I want you. I can’t concentrate on anything else but getting that dress off you.”
Her head fell to the side, her eyes pleading as she asked ever so sweetly, “Please?”
He grinned. “That isn’t fair,” he muttered against her lips, squeezing her ass in his hands. “I want you, but you’re so cute when you are begging me to do something.”
She smiled, her nose moving along his jaw. “I’ll beg for all kinds of things if you do this for me.”
“You don’t ever have to beg, baby. I’ll do just about anything for you,” he promised, kissing her nose before letting her go as she grinned up at him.
“I know, you’re too good to me,” she said to his retreating back and he scoffed.
“I could always do better,” he said, looking over his shoulder at her.
“So could I,” she agreed and he narrowed his eyes.
But before he could say anything, he saw that the kitchen island was covered in cupcakes.
His favorite cupcakes from Audrey Jane’s.
Turning, he grinned at her as she came over to stand to the side of the island.
“How’d you know these are my favorite?” he asked, reaching for one, but she stopped him.
“Audrey told me. But do you see what they say?” she asked and his brows touched because all he saw were his favorite cupcakes, and his first thought was that he was gonna eat them off Kacey. Instead, he looked back down and realized that they did say something.
We are having a baby!
Blinking, his heart stopped as his jaw dropped and he reread the whole thing again.
We are having a baby!
No, he read that right. But he must be losing his mind because he was pretty sure it said they were having a baby. How? She had the IUD in, and he would be the first to admit he was a beast of a man, but twice his boys got past that to impregnate her? That seemed a little unbelievable. But when he looked up, Kacey was holding a pregnancy test and he could see from around the counter that it said positive. His heart still hadn’t started beating again and his breath was nowhere to be found.
His throat was thick with emotion as she mocked him, giving him jazz hands as she cheered, “Surprise?”
“Really?” he asked around the lump in his throat.
She nodded, her lip coming between her teeth. “Yeah.”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded again. “I took nine pregnancy tests, all positive, and then I went to the doctor. They confirmed it.”
He blinked a few times, his heart pounding against his chest. “So this is real?”
She looked away. “Yeah, I thought you’d be a little happier.”
He scoffed. “A little happier? Are you crazy?”
She looked up, defeated, and he could see the tears in her eyes before she shrugged. “Guess I was wrong.”
“Yeah, you were,” he said, wanting to laugh at her assumptions. Coming around the counter, he took her in his arms, wrapping her up tightly before pressing his nose to hers, his eyes boring into hers.
“Because I’m so fucking happy, I’m speechless.”
Relief flooded Kacey as she looked into his dark, emotion-filled eyes. When he’d only questioned her, she’d immediately thought he didn’t want it. She had been toying with that idea for the last couple of days, along with the notion that he wouldn’t be able to handle it. But his face was bright, the biggest grin on his lips, his eyes wide and locked on hers. He didn’t look like he couldn’t handle it or that he didn’t want it.
He looked really fucking happy.
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Grinning hard as she twirled her finger in his beard, love choked her as she croaked out, “Really?”
“God, yes, baby,” he whispered, his lips so close to hers. “You know I want this.”
“But with everything that’s going on—”
He pressed his lips to hers, cutting off her sentence before he lifted her up in his arms, carrying her through the house, only tripping over Gretzky twice before ending in their room. Laying her down, he kissed her once more, but soon their new puppy interrupted them by licking both their faces. Kissing her nose, he pulled away, picking Gretzky up and putting him outside.
“Give me an hour, buddy,” he said before shutting the door and looking back at the bed, his eyes sparkling with love and desire. Sitting up, Kacey lifted her dress up and over her head, her body burning for his as he slowly undressed, his eyes never leaving hers. Licking her lips, she opened her legs and he groaned out before dropping his pants and kicking them to the side. Coming to the bed, he cupped the back of her neck as she took ahold of his cock, the velvetiness of his skin smooth against her palms. Kissing his belly, she then kissed his hips before running her tongue along the tip of him, his ass cheek clenching underneath her touch.
When she took him in her mouth, he groaned, the sound making the desire swirl deeper in her gut as she sucked him to the back of her throat and then back out again. Holding his cock with one hand, she squeezed his butt cheek with the other as she moved up and down his swollen cock. His hands tangled in her hair, pulling it just a bit to make her breathless. His moans urged her to go faster, the pulling of her hair turned her on, and the taste of him made her want more. Moving faster along his cock, her nails bit into his ass. She then let go of him to slide her hand between her legs, swirling her finger along her clit, needing her own release.
“Fuck yeah,” he rasped out, his hand squeezing her hair. “Look up at me,” he demanded. She did as he asked, her eyes meeting his as she flicked her clit, his cock in the back of her throat, gagging her but pleasing her at the same time. Holding her face, he licked his lips as she sucked the tip of him, her fingers moving quickly between her two wet lips. When she came, she jerked forward, his cock going to the back of her throat, and he groaned out, his cock pulsating in her mouth.
As he continued to hold her face, he moved himself in and out of her mouth while her orgasm racked her body, the aftershocks almost as good as the actual orgasm. As his cock hit the back of her throat, hard, she gagged a bit, but that didn’t stop him. He kept going, his eyes darkening with each thrust until he stilled, his hot come spilling down the back of her throat as he groaned loudly, her name falling off his lips in the most delicious way. She held his hips, sucking him dry, his body jerking and twitching as he bent over, gasping for breath.
Removing his cock from her mouth, she fell back against the mattress, her eyes on his and, man, he was beautiful. Sweat glistened on his body, his thick arms, and his shoulders. Little beads of sweat ran down his abs, his eyes were still closed, his breathing was labored, and she wanted nothing more than to cry out in joy at that moment. This man was her everything. Her forever. But their future still hung in the balance. It could all go wrong… But when he opened his eyes, they locked on hers and she’d never felt more beautiful under anyone’s gaze than his and nothing mattered but him.
Covering her body with his, he kissed her jaw and her neck before taking both of her breasts in his hands, squeezing them together and licking each of her nipples, going back and forth in a back-arching way. When he let them go, she whimpered because she could feel her orgasm building again. His eyes were on her belly, his hands cupping her hips as he trailed kisses along it. Closing her eyes, she willed her tears to stay at bay before she opened them when his finger traced her belly button.
“This is really happening?” he asked, looking up at her, and she bit her lip as she nodded. Smiling, he pressed his lips to her belly once more, stilling as he sucked in a deep breath. Glancing up at her, he whispered, “I’m sort of scared.”
Her heart sank as she slowly nodded, lacing her fingers in his hair. “Me too.”
He smiled as he kissed her again. And without really thinking about it, she whispered, “You’ll be a great daddy, Jordie.”
He moved his nose along her belly before laying his head softly on it. “I can’t wait.”
She wanted to smile, but her heart wouldn’t allow her. He was already invested; she could see it in his eyes. He believed this baby would come in nine months, while she was worried that she might lose it. It had been like that since she found out. When she got past the three-day mark, she cried for hours. And now, she was just waiting. But why wait when she had a man like this, holding her and looking at her like she was giving him the world.
“Me either,” she whispered and he hugged her tightly. “Such a surprise though, huh?”
He grinned as he nodded. “Yeah, I guess my boys are strong.”
She smiled as she looked away, covering her face. “Actually, I didn’t have an IUD in. I forgot to go get it put back in after the first miscarriage.”
He paused and then scoffed. “That’s funny, it’s like it was meant to be.”
“That’s what Lacey said.”
He grinned. “So she knows?”
She nodded, looking back at him as she moved her fingers through his hair. “Yeah, but I don’t want to tell anyone else yet.”
His brows came together. “Why?”
She looked away, biting her lip, but he smacked her thigh lightly. “Don’t look away. Why don’t you want to tell anyone? I’m five seconds from making a Facebook post.”
She scoffed. “You’re such a Facebook whore.”
He made a face as she looked back at him. “Maybe, but that’s not the discussion right now. Why don’t you want to tell anyone?”
She worked her lip, her eyes locked with his, and she hoped he’d just know so she wouldn’t have to say it, but he looked at her expectantly. Letting out a long breath, she said, “I could lose it. I don’t want to say anything till the second trimester.”
His furrow deepened as he shook his head before sitting up to look down at her. His eyes were intense, serious, as he said, “No, baby. This child, our child is going to be born, and we are going to love it and raise it, I promise you. I feel it, this one is gonna make it. We are together, we are happy, it isn’t going anywhere.”
“You can’t promise that, Jordie,” she said, a tear running down the side of her face, and she had to look away again before she fully started crying.
Covering her body with his, he fell between her legs before cupping her face. “You listen to me, Kacey King. I probably can’t promise, but I will.”
“Don’t put that pressure on me, Jordie. I already feel like a failure for losing the first one,” she admitted. And as soon as the words left her lips, she realized that she still wasn’t over the loss of the baby she’d carried for three short days.
“Don’t you dare,” he demanded. “You have no control over that, baby. I understand that, and no matter what, I love you. So please, don’t stress over this. We are supposed to be happy together, so fucking happy.”
Covering his hands with hers, she nodded. “You’re right, I just don’t want to add to any anxiety you’re having right now.”
He shot her a goofy grin and shrugged. “What anxiety? All I feel is happiness, because I’m gonna be a daddy and you’re gonna be the mommy.” Smiling, she felt her tears come faster down her face as he pressed his nose to hers. “Now be happy,” he demanded.
“I am,” she promised, and the side of his mouth curved up as he let go of her face to take her by the back of her knee, opening her wider. She didn’t realize what he was doing, but he soon entered her with one thrust, taking her breath away. Wide-eyed, she looked up at him as he lifted himself off her, pushing deeper inside her, his fingers biting into her skin as he pulled out and then thrust back in. He held her gaze steadily. The motion was one they both knew well, but
it still felt like the first time as he moved in and out of her body.
Reaching up, she cupped his jaw, her thumb getting lost in his beard as he turned in her hand, biting her palm. She hissed out a breath and his eyes cut to hers before he thrust into her, his lips pressing into her palm as she cried out. As he looked down at her, she honestly felt like she was flying on a cloud while the world praised how gorgeous she was.
A world made up of only Jordie.
He leaned into her hand, his eyes filling with tears as he whispered, “I love you, Kacey.”
Her heart skipped a beat like a schoolgirl’s as her mouth curved up and she ran her thumb along his bottom lip. “I love you too.”
Kissing her palm once more, he held her gaze as he slowly made love to her. All she could think was that she had it all.
A man.
A dog.
A baby on the way.
But she just prayed that she’d be able to keep it all.
“My girlfriend’s pregnant.”
Julie looked up from her pad and smiled. “Is she now?”
“Yup,” he said proudly, his grin unstoppable.
It had been like that for the last week. Ever since he saw the cupcakes that spelled out that he was going to be a daddy, he couldn’t stop smiling. Even through a training session that he was pretty sure she got from the devil, two games where they lost, and knowing his mom was going to be there that night, Jordie kept smiling.
“So this was planned then?”
He shook his head. “Nope, complete surprise.”
“Is she excited?”
Looking down, he nodded, but he knew he was sort of lying. Kacey was happy, excited even, but the fear of miscarriage weighed heavy on her heart. She had told him more than once she didn’t want to fail him, and that gutted him. She gave him a chance when no one else would even think to, so it was easy to say that she couldn’t fail him. She just couldn’t.
“She’s scared of having another miscarriage,” he answered and Julie slowly nodded, her eyes on him. “She thinks she’s gonna fail me again—her words, not mine.”
“It’s hard when that kind of thing happens, especially since she was completely alone before.”
