Last night they’d taken a long hot bath together. When she’d started stroking him, he’d moved them to the bed and eaten her to another out-of-this-world orgasm, then let her give him a hand job until he came.
But tonight she was determined to have Hollywood inside her. She felt great. The doctor had said she could do whatever she wanted, as long as it didn’t hurt. Her ribs were healed. The wounds on her back were now ugly scars, but she was alive, so she didn’t give a shit about them.
She wanted Hollywood. Bad.
He’d grilled steaks for dinner over at Fletch’s and they’d excused themselves after Annie showed them the new moves she’d learned in her Taekwondo class.
She’d barely shut the door when Hollywood had his hands under her shirt and was lifting it over her head. Kassie wanted to shout in glee, but refrained.
Now they were here. She was standing by their bed as he pushed his jeans and underwear down his legs. She inhaled.
“I’ll never get over how beautiful you are,” she told him, her hands coming up to caress his chest.
He caught her wrists in his and tsked. “If you think I’m going to let you touch me with those ice-cold fingers of yours before I’ve had a chance to warm them up, you’re crazy.”
She smiled and shifted closer to him. She moved her hands behind her, and his arms followed as he hadn’t let go of her wrists. She brushed her nipples against his slightly furred chest and gasped at the sensation. She closed her eyes and did it again, feeling her nipples bead even tighter.
“You’re the beautiful one, Kass,” Hollywood said softly. She looked up into his eyes and saw nothing but love.
“Make love to me, Graham.”
“With pleasure.”
The next hour was spent in the most sexual bliss Kassie had ever experienced. Her entire being was consumed by Hollywood. He took his time, learning every inch of her body. Finding out what she liked and what turned her on. He made her come with his fingers, then did it again with his tongue. Then he let her have a chance to get to know his own body.
Finally, when neither of them could take the teasing, Hollywood rolled on a condom and knelt over Kassie.
Spreading her legs with his own, he propped himself up with one hand by her hip, the other around his cock. He pressed in until just the head was inside her then stopped.
“More, Graham,” Kassie pleaded.
“Look at me,” Hollywood ordered.
She looked up into his eyes as one hand pressed on his ass, trying to get him closer, and the other gripped the sheet next to her hip.
“I love you,” he stated simply.
“I love you too,” Kassie returned.
“Tell me you’ll marry me and let me give you those babies you’ve been longing for.”
It wasn’t a question, but Kassie gave him what he wanted to hear. “Yes. Absolutely.”
“At least three.”
“What?” Kassie asked, trying to lift her hips to get him to move, but he merely shifted backwards, not giving her what she needed.
“Three kids. I don’t care what sex.”
“Whatever you want,” Kassie breathed.
“Whatever I want?” he asked, and moved in another inch.
Arching her back in ecstasy, Kassie nodded.
“I want you to be happy, Kassie. That’s what I want. Three kids, twelve, it doesn’t matter. If you want to move to Alaska and live off the land, that’s what we’ll do. If you want to quit your job and be a full-time mom, that’s what you’ll do. If you want to keep working, we’ll figure that out too. I can live anywhere, do anything, be anything, as long as I know you’re content and living the life you’ve longed to for the last decade.”
“Graham,” Kassie moaned. “That’s sweet. But what I long for right now is for you to fuck me.”
He smirked then said, “Your wish is my command,” and sank into her until he couldn’t go any farther.
Kassie sighed in relief and tilted her hips up. “It’s so much better than I dreamed.”
“Me too, sweetheart. Me too,” Hollywood agreed.
“Now…make me yours, hon,” Kassie ordered.
“Now who’s bossy?” Hollywood joked, still smiling.
Kassie squeezed her inner muscles as hard as she could and watched as Hollywood’s grin faded.
“You’re not playing fair,” he complained as he pulled out, then pushed back into her.
“Life’s not fair,” Kassie told him. “Faster. I need more.”
Hollywood obviously decided that he was done talking, because he immediately concentrated on making love to Kassie. He started out slow and smooth, making sure she was truly ready for him and he wasn’t hurting her. Then he sped up his thrusts, his eyes on Kassie’s breasts as they bounced up and down with his rhythmic movements.
When Kassie knew she was close, she looked him in the eye and said, “Hard, Graham. Fuck me hard. You won’t hurt me. I’ve never felt anything so amazing in all my life.”
Taking her at her word, Hollywood let loose the control he’d been exerting over himself and pounded into her. The slapping noises as their skin came in contact were loud and almost obscene in the quiet room. Kassie arched her back and moved one hand down to where they were coming together.
She caressed Hollywood’s cock as it slid in and out of her, and, using her own juices as lubrication, brought her finger to her clit. She frantically began to rub herself even as her head went back and she moaned.
Kassie felt Hollywood shift her but couldn’t focus on what he was doing as she was hurtling over the edge. Her orgasm moved through her and she shuttered and twitched in his grasp.
“Look at me, Kass,” Hollywood ordered.
Her eyes went to his and she gasped at what she saw. He was beautiful. Absolutely beautiful. Every muscle in his body was taut and a vein in his forehead was clearly visible as he said between clenched teeth, “Best thing I ever did was respond to your message. I’ve got the world right here in my bed and I haven’t ever been happier.”
Then his eyes closed into slits and he thrust once more inside her and stilled as he came.
Kassie trembled in the aftermath of her own orgasm and watched lazily as Hollywood came back to himself. He smiled and closed his eyes for a long moment. Then he moved, turning onto his back and holding Kassie’s hips to his own as he did.
Kassie snuggled into him and it took several moments for both their breaths to even out.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Hollywood asked softly.
“Not even close,” Kassie said firmly.
“Good. Because it seems as if my girl likes it a bit rough.”
Kassie tried not to blush, but knew she failed. “I never did before.”
“It must be my magic cock,” Hollywood told her.
She giggled. “Does it shoot glitter when you come?” she asked.
He chuckled. “Not that I know of.”
They lay there for a moment longer. Kassie moved her nose until it ran along the bottom of his jaw. She inhaled and sighed in contentment before asking, “Twelve kids?”
“Or so.”
She shook her head. “Let’s start with two or three and go from there.”
“Deal.”
Kassie bit her lip, then tentatively asked, “Hollywood?”
“Yeah, sweetheart?”
“I want kids. And I wouldn’t mind having them sooner rather than later, but my parents are kinda old fashioned. The only reason they haven’t said anything about you practically living with me is because I was hurt. But—”
“Not going to get you pregnant until you’ve got my ring on your finger, sweetheart.”
“Oh…okay. Good. ’Cause my dad would lose his ever-loving mind if I told him he was going to be a grandfather before he got to walk me down the aisle.”
“My parents have a beach house in North Carolina,” he told her weirdly.
“Yeah?” Kassie asked, lifting her head so she could see his face.
“It’s beautiful.
”
“I bet.”
“I’ve always imagined getting married by the ocean. Bare feet. The wind blowing my bride’s hair. A simple white dress.”
Kassie’s eyes filled with tears as she pictured their wedding in her mind.
“I know it’s a long way from here, and logistics would be a bitch, but my sister would love to help, as would my mom. We could fly your folks and Karina out and have a simple family affair.”
“Don’t you want to invite your friends?” Kassie asked. “I’d kinda like for Rayne, Emily and the others to be there.”
“If you want them there, I’ll absolutely invite them. But don’t be surprised if they’re all hyper alert the whole time. After the experience at Emily and Fletch’s wedding they’ll probably be a bit wary.”
Kassie heard all about the four armed men who thought it’d be a good idea to rob the wedding reception, having no idea that the guests included some of the deadliest men in the world.
“I can’t blame them. Do you think we could have a casual party here afterwards so everyone who can’t make it out can get together?”
“Absolutely.”
Kassie was quiet for a second, then she asked, “Did we just plan our wedding?”
“Yup.”
“Did you even ask me to marry you?”
“Doesn’t matter.”
“It doesn’t matter?” Kassie asked incredulously, pushing up to her elbows, ignoring Hollywood’s grimace as they dug into his chest.
Without a word, Hollywood carefully flipped them until Kassie was on her back under him, and he held her hands above her head in his strong grip. “Kassie Anderson, will you make me the happiest man on the planet and marry me? Let me give you babies to spoil and love? Let me make your life easier and keep you safe for as long as we both shall live?”
“Well, since you put it that way…yes.”
“I love you,” Hollywood whispered as he leaned toward her.
“I love you too,” Kassie returned.
Twenty minutes later, they celebrated their engagement with mutual orgasms.
Three months later
“She’s beautiful,” Diane Caverly told her son as they stood near the makeshift dance floor on the beach.
Kassie was dancing with her father. They were swaying back and forth. Her feet were bare and her calf-length dress swished around her as she moved with her dad. The dress was sleeveless and had a scoop neck in front and back. She’d been concerned that one of the scars on her back was visible because of the neckline, but when she’d called Hollywood to ask if he thought it would be okay, he’d reassured her that he didn’t give a shit about her scars, and as far as he was concerned, she could show them both off because they meant that she’d survived the worst life had tried to throw at her, and was standing taller and stronger as a result.
“She is,” Hollywood agreed.
“Happy for you,” his mom told him.
“I know you are.”
“Thank you for giving this to us.”
He knew she meant the beach wedding, but what she didn’t realize was that he’d done it as much for him and Kassie as for his own family.
“You’re welcome,” he said simply.
“You look good,” she told him. “Happy.”
“I am happy.”
“That’s all a mother could ask for,” Diane told her son, beaming.
The song changed from a slow and sappy tune, to an upbeat, cheesy eighties song. Emily, Rayne, Harley, and Kassie were hooting, hollering, and dancing like lunatics. Glancing at his friends, Hollywood saw Fletch, Ghost, and Coach lovingly shaking their heads at the spectacle.
Hollywood beamed when he looked at his wife and saw her grinning and crooking her finger at him. He immediately strode toward her, memorizing the feel of the soft sand beneath his feet and the wind blowing through his hair.
Ignoring his friends who had similarly claimed their own women, when he got close, Hollywood grabbed her finger and pulled her into him. Kassie grinned up at him.
“Your hands are cold.”
“What are you going to do about it?” she taunted.
He brought them up to his mouth and blew on her fingers, then rubbed them between his own. Then he informed her of what he’d been thinking about since the moment he saw her walk toward him on the beach.
“In about an hour, when it’s acceptable for us to leave our own wedding reception, I’m going to carry you across the threshold of our hotel room, eat you to your first orgasm, then fuck you bareback for the first time, filling you to the brim with my come. Then you’re going to fuck me until we both lose our minds.”
“I can’t wait to get pregnant,” Kassie whispered as they danced to the fast beat as if it was their first dance all over again.
“I’ve never had sex without a condom,” Hollywood informed her. “I’ve never seen my come dripping out of a woman before. I can’t wait to experience that with you.”
She wrinkled her nose at him. “Uh…hate to break it to you, Romeo, but that’s not sexy.”
“The fuck it’s not,” Hollywood retorted. “Every drop of my come that leaks out of you could have been the one carrying the sperm that wiggled its way into your unprotected womb. That’s sexy as fuck.”
Kassie rolled her eyes at him. “Whatever. If you like it so much, then you can be the one who cleans it up when we have sex.”
“Deal,” Hollywood said immediately.
“What? No, Hollywood, I was kidding. I—”
“No take backs,” he said immediately. “It’s now my job to make sure you’re clean and happy after we make love. I’ll have to inspect you up close and personal every time to make sure I did a good job.”
Kassie punched him on the arm. “Stop it. Our parents are here.”
Hollywood didn’t say anything, but merely grinned down at her.
Finally, she gave up her snit, and melted back into him.
As the music continued to play around them, and their families chatted and laughed together, Hollywood glanced up at the dark sky and thanked his lucky stars for his life.
Five weeks later
Kassie sat on the bed and drummed her fingers nervously against her thigh.
Hollywood took hold of her hand in his and squeezed gently. “Relax, Kass.”
“I can’t. How long’s it been?”
“About thirty seconds,” Hollywood told her with a grin.
“Jeez,” Kassie moaned. “This is so stressful.”
Hollywood flat-out laughed at that. “I think you’ll survive the next two and a half minutes,” he replied dryly. “Kass,” he said seriously, “look at me.”
She brought her eyes up to his.
“Relax. This is not the end of the world.”
“I know. But I really, really, really want it to be positive.”
“Me too. But if it’s not, no big deal.”
“Okay.”
“Okay.”
Kassie tried not to fidget as she waited for the next couple of minutes to go by. Finally, Hollywood said, “It’s time.”
She leaped up and ran toward the bathroom. It was stupid to leave the test in there and wait in the other room, but since her mom always used the phrase “A watched pot never boils,” she thought it probably applied in this case too.
Knowing Hollywood was right on her heels, she went straight to the sink and looked down. Not sure she was seeing right, she blinked, then her entire body sagged. Every muscle went lax as she stared down at the little stick she’d peed on not five minutes earlier.
“Kass?” Hollywood asked.
She picked up the pregnancy test and held it up so he could see it as she turned and showed it to him.
“Positive,” she whispered.
Hollywood grinned. Huge. “Hey, Mamma,” he said softly.
“Hey, Daddy,” she returned.
Then she was in his arms as they both laughed in absolute delight.
“Those are some pretty awesome swimmers you
got there,” Kassie teased.
“Nah, it was your fertile womb,” he countered.
“I don’t think this bodes well for the future,” she said when he’d stopped spinning her around.
“In what way?”
“I got pregnant the second you stopped using condoms. If you weren’t serious about those twelve kids, we’ll need to be careful.”
“I was only half kidding,” Hollywood told her carefully.
Kassie knew she was grinning like a lunatic, but couldn’t stop. All her life she’d wanted to be a mother. Getting to know Annie, and seeing how wonderful the little girl was, just solidified it all the more. Oh, she wasn’t an idiot, she knew parenthood wasn’t all giggles and hugs, but she couldn’t wait to experience it for herself.
“We’ll play it by ear,” she told her husband.
“Awesome. When can we tell the others?” he asked.
Kassie’s smile fell and she scrunched up her nose. “We should wait at least another two months or so. After the baby is twelve weeks old, it has a better chance of making it all the way.”
“Then we’ll wait,” Hollywood said easily.
Kassie tilted her head at him. “Can you wait? I’m not sure you can keep a secret from your buddies.”
“Me?” he asked, his eyebrows raised in mock affront. “I belong to the most top-secret team of badass soldiers this country has. Of course I can keep a secret!”
“We’ll see,” she drawled, then hugged him again. “I’m so excited.”
“Me too, sweetheart. I think this calls for a celebration.”
Kassie smiled as Hollywood led her out of the bathroom and into the master bedroom toward their bed. It was huge, and had a massive headboard and footboard. It had been the first piece of furniture they’d bought together after their wedding and moving into their new house.
As Hollywood showed her how happy he was that she was pregnant with his child, Kassie could only think to herself how thankful she was for her wonderful life.
One week later
It was late, as usual. Very late, or early. Dane “Fish” Munroe walked around the grocery store gathering the food he’d need for the week. He wasn’t much of a cook, but had a grill and a microwave…he wouldn’t starve. He’d begun to shop late in the evening because there were less people around. It wasn’t as if Rathdrum was a hopping metropolis anyway, but ever since he’d moved to Idaho, his ability to be around people had diminished.
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