by Kaye Kennedy
The music pumped up loud and we hopped to our feet as the announcer came over the speaker. "Now for the main event, please welcome to the ring middleweight champion, Carlos ‘Turbo’ Rodriguez."
We booed as loudly as we could over the crowd's cheers.
"And his challenger, ‘Deck ‘Em’ Declan Murphy."
Declan sprinted into the ring and worked the crowd. After all the ceremony, the fight began and Declan had the other guy on his back within the first ten seconds. With his Brazilian Jiu Jitsu background, Declan was his strongest when he was on the ground grappling. His opponent had agility on his side, but Declan was patient and methodical. He got the guy into an arm triangle and we all hollered. The fight never made it to the second round.
When Dylan and I got back to his place, Autumn was sprawled out on the couch with her cat coiled up as though she were protecting the baby, while Allie was snuggled up in the chair and a half. Dylan nearly dove across the room and knelt beside the couch to give Autumn a kiss.
"How you feeling, sweetheart?" he asked.
"Great," she replied, and I could feel Dylan's relief.
Allie scooted over and lifted the blanket so I could wedge myself into the chair with her.
"Hi, my love." I rubbed Allie's cheek and gave her a kiss.
"How was the fight?"
"Great. Declan won." I glanced over at the television. "What are you watching?"
She gave me a mischievous grin. "Legally Blonde."
I groaned.
"Girls' night, girls' movies. Right, Autumn?"
"Exactly," Autumn exclaimed.
We stayed for another twenty-minutes or so until it ended and then said our goodbyes and walked over to Allie's. Being almost Christmas, it was cold and I held her close as we traversed the four blocks. I had to work the next night, so I had planned to stay over at Allie's. Lately, we'd been spending more nights together than not.
While I was brushing my teeth, I looked in the mirror and Allie was over my shoulder wearing a sexy-as-fuck negligee. "Hi," she purred.
I spun around and drank her in. The gown was long and made of black silk with lace edging the neckline. "Damn."
She gave me a teasing smile. As I raced to finish brushing my teeth, she wrapped her arms around my middle and her hands slid directly beneath my waistband. I spat out the toothpaste and gathered water into my hand to wash my mouth out with. My dick hardened at her touch. While I swished the water around, the fingers of her one hand wrapped around my shaft and her other hand cupped my balls. I spit the water out and watched her reflection as she bit her lip and jerked me off. She moved slowly, getting me worked up, and my lips parted as I hooked my thumbs into my boxers and pulled them down, letting them fall to the floor.
Her eyes were dark and filled with lust—I couldn't stop staring at her reflection next to mine. My fingers dug into the porcelain basin in an attempt to keep me from spinning around and grabbing her. I wanted to watch just a little while longer. She ran a fingertip over the tip and spread my pre-cum over my head before fisting me tightly and running her hand all the way to the base. Allie repeated that motion, but this time her other hand tugged my balls down and I hissed. "Fuck."
Her eyes never left mine and the confidence in them was so damn sexy. She was still a work in progress, but I was determined to make sure Allie knew how beautiful she was every single day for the rest of her life. My arms shook as I fought to keep my composure. As much as I was enjoying her show, I liked being in control, and Allie always let me. One more stroke and I was done with it. I spun around and grabbed her face, then kissed her with ferocity as I backed her into the wall, pinning her to it with my hips so she couldn't move.
I bit her lip, trapping it between my teeth, and she inhaled sharply as I flicked it with my tongue. Her fingernails dug into my ass and I pressed my hips into her harder, making her feel how damn stiff she'd made me. I released her lip and sucked as my hands found her wrists and wrapped around them. Lifting her arms above her head, I pushed them together and held them in place with one hand over her wrists so she was entirely at my mercy. With my other hand, I palmed her breast and she whimpered as I grazed over her sensitive peak. She arched her back.
I pulled my mouth from hers. "You want more, love?"
"Yes," she breathed out.
I pinched her nipple as I bit down on her ear lobe and she inhaled sharply, "Oh."
As sexy as she looked in that negligee, it needed to go because I couldn't get to her pussy. I released her and stepped back as I ordered, "Bedroom."
She scampered off and I slapped her ass while I chased her down the hall. Before she could turn around, I pushed her forward onto the bed so her ass was in the air and I tugged up on her bottom hem, bunching the silk until it piled onto her back. She wasn't wearing underwear, so I spread her legs with my foot to get a better view. Her folds glistened with her desire and I dropped to my knees to get a taste. While driving my tongue into her slit, I slapped her bare ass and she jolted, but she couldn't get away because my other arm was hooked in front of her bent waist. My tongue slid into her warm hole and I slapped her harder.
"Yes," she screamed while I fucked her with my tongue and brought my hand down on her other cheek. That time, she leaned into it, shoving my tongue further into her pussy and taking more of the sting from my palm. After slipping my tongue out, I replaced it with two of my fingers and bit her ass cheek with the intention of leaving my mark.
"Oh. Oh," she panted and I quickened the pace. Her pussy tightened around my fingers and I could tell by the quickness of her breaths that she was getting close. Deciding to try something I hadn't done to her before, I licked the tender spot between her two holes and grazed my tongue upward over her asshole and into her crack. She clenched my fingers and screamed her release. Her legs shook and gave out so I had to hold her up until she was done coming. When she quieted, I removed my fingers, stripped her out of her negligee and flipped her over onto her back.
I brought my fingers up to her mouth. "Taste."
She parted her lips and I slid my fingers inside.
"Do you taste good, love?"
She nodded, bobbing on my fingers. Needing to see her lips wrapped around something else. I crawled onto the bed and perched on my knees beside her head. No command was needed, because she happily opened up and took me into her mouth. Watching her swallow my cock made my balls tense and I threaded my fingers into her hair to help guide her head.
As I fucked her mouth, she looked up at me with wanton eyes. She was so damn good at taking me deep and I held myself there for as long as she could take it. She cupped my balls and tugged them down making my eyes roll into my head. I needed to come, but not like that. Letting go of her hair, I retreated and positioned myself over her.
"Are you ready for me?" I asked.
"Fuck, yes."
Her pussy was so wet that I slipped right in and stretched her as I buried myself to the hilt. As badly as I wanted to make it last, her teasing had me fired up, so I hooked her legs over my arms and pounded into her.
"Harder," she screamed, so I gave the lady what she wanted.
She groaned. "Yes, more."
I took her faster, knocking the headboard into the wall, no doubt telling the neighbors exactly what I was doing to her, although her screams of ecstasy did that, too. The pressure built up my shaft as I impaled her with my cock.
"Touch yourself," I ordered, and her fingers found her clit. "Come for me again, love." I needed her to feel that good again, but I couldn't interrupt my pace, so I watched as she stroked herself, which only brought me closer to my release.
"That's fucking sexy as hell," I commented as I felt her walls tightening.
Her eyes snapped shut and I growled, "Look at me while you come on my cock."
She opened her eyes and they burned with desperation.
She was on the brink.
I drove into her even faster and my balls slammed against her ass as she fell over the edge.
/> "Kyle! Oh, fuck!"
I only got to enjoy the view for a moment because the pressure reached my head and I unloaded, collapsing on top of her.
When I opened my eyes, she looked as spent as I felt. Her hair was wet against her forehead and I brushed it aside before kissing her there.
"You're amazing, Allie."
"No, you are." She smiled up at me teasingly.
I bit my lip. "I fucking love you."
"I love fucking you, too."
I laughed, making my dick jolt inside of her.
"Round two?" she asked.
"Hell, yes."
42
Allie
Shortly after New Year's Eve, I'd started feeling lousy. It was almost like I had the flu. My body was sore and I was tired all of the time. When my kids had nap time in class, I put my head on my desk and joined them instead of working silently like I usually would. Kyle's birthday was later that week and since I'd missed every one of them after his eighteenth, I was going all out for his thirty-fifth. Lana had helped me arrange a surprise party for him at her brewery that weekend and I simply refused to be sick.
I suffered through the rest of the afternoon, then decided to face the music and went to the urgent care clinic after work. After waiting forever, they finally called me back and sent me to pee in a cup before taking me into an exam room. It was cold and reeked of disinfectant. I told the nurse what was going on, then she left and I waited again. Going to the clinic was always a last resort, but my doctor couldn't get me in for two weeks, and since I'd likely be better by then, I'd had no choice.
After another thirty-minutes, the doctor knocked and opened the door. "Hello, Ms. Pierce. I'm Dr. Mukherjee," he said in a thick accent. He took a seat on the rolling stool and read my chart. "I understand you've been experiencing flu-like symptoms?"
"Yes. It's been a few days now and it's not getting better, but it's also not getting worse."
"I see." He flipped the page on my chart, then closed it. "Well, Ms. Pierce it appears you're pregnant."
I nearly fell off the exam table. "B—but that's not possible," I stuttered.
"But it is, because you are." He gave me a goofy grin. "Congratulations."
The blood drained from my face and retreated from my limbs.
"Oh," he commented. "Not congratulations."
My eyes welled up. "Are you sure? Maybe my test results got switched with someone else's?"
"Doubtful, but we can confirm with a blood test if you'd like."
I rolled up my sleeve. "Yes."
While he grabbed supplies, I ran him through my medical history. He tied the rubber band around my bicep and said, "Often times women with endometriosis who have been treated throughout their twenties such as you have, end up conceiving in their thirties because it gets better." He pricked my vein and filled a tube as he released the rubber band.
I hadn't been aware of that. My lip quivered. "I can't go through this again."
He removed the needle and placed a cotton ball on my vein. "Since you conceived naturally this time, it is a very good sign of improvement." Opening the door, he called out to a nurse and handed her my blood before going back to his stool. "I recommend seeing your OB/GYN as soon as possible that way you can come up with a plan that will hopefully help you carry this baby to term."
While he droned on about neo-natal vitamins, all I could think about was how painful it had been to lose my babies and I didn't have the strength to—
"Doctor." The nurse had opened the door and handed Dr. Mukherjee my sentence. Sweat dripped down my back and I felt clammy all over.
When he read it this time, he didn't smile as he said, "Pregnant."
I'm not sure how I managed to get home from the clinic. One minute I was listening to the doctor and the next I was sitting on the cold tiles of my bathroom floor with a stack of positive pregnancy tests scattered about. It looked like a Planned Parenthood had exploded in my apartment. My hand rested on my abdomen and I closed my eyes trying to forget about the other times when I'd gotten excited only to be left devastated and broken.
When Kyle and I had conceived before, I'd spent months afterwards fantasizing about what it would've been like to have his baby, and I wanted to be excited that we were getting a second chance, but after everything else...
That pain had been agonizing and I didn't want to go through it again myself, let alone put Kyle through it, too. How could I possibly let down the man I loved more than anything? The way he looked at me—with so much love—would change if I failed him. If I failed our child. Again.
I dropped my head between my knees and sobbed.
43
Kyle
Standing at my locker, I grabbed the small black box off the shelf and opened it. Allie's engagement ring sparkled even under the dim fluorescent lighting. I'd been hiding it there so there'd be no way she would accidentally find it because I really wanted to see her face the first time she saw it.
"What's that?" Mack came up from behind me, so I showed him. "Damn, Hogan. You're gonna propose?"
I nodded with a grin.
"When?"
"My birthday. It'll be the best present I've ever gotten." I gazed at the ring for a moment longer before closing the box and putting it back on the shelf. When I looked over, Mack was staring at me like I was some circus freak. "What?"
"Man, who the hell is this chick?"
I cocked my head.
"She must be pretty incredible because she's really changed you. I had no idea you were capable of smiling and being nice."
"Fuck off," I jested.
"You're a good kind of pussy whipped, Hogan."
"You've got no idea." I winked.
The tones went off for a medical, so I raced to the rig. En route, all the information the dispatcher could give me was that it was for a woman in distress, which meant we could be walking into absolutely anything. Great.
When we arrived I knocked on the apartment door and a woman's voice hollered, "It's open." So, I turned the knob and found her splayed out on her living room floor underneath her dog. At first, I'd thought the Rottweiler was attacking her, but then I noticed that the dog's tongue was hanging out, panting, so it couldn't be attacking her.
When I stepped closer, I figured it out. "Shit," I exclaimed as I stumbled back.
Just when I thought I'd seen it all...famous last words.
"You've got to help me please," she begged with wide eyes. "He's stuck."
"What do you mean stuck?" I asked for clarification.
"It won't come out," she replied frantically.
I bit the insides of my cheeks to try and keep from laughing as I turned to the four guys that had come in with me. "Uh, do any of you have a dog?"
"I do," Draper replied.
"You ever, uh?" I gestured to the woman.
He pressed his lips into a line, clearly trying not to laugh either. "No, lieutenant."
I ran my hand over my chin while I debated what to do. "You have your phone with you?"
Draper nodded as he dug it out from under his bunker pants.
"Got the vet's number programed?"
"Yeah." He pulled it up and handed me the phone.
I hit send and waited.
"Animal Hospital," a woman's voice answered.
"Yes, hi. This is Lieutenant Kyle Hogan with the FDNY. I'm currently on scene at a medical incident and I need to speak with a vet immediately."
"Hold on."
I looked at Draper and said sarcastically, "They seem real friendly."
He shrugged.
"This is Dr. Halpern, I understand you have an emergency." She sounded young and I was mortified about what I had to ask her.
"Yes, I'm a lieutenant with the FDNY and I'm on a call where a woman's Rottweiler appears to have been...copulating with her and he's stuck."
Silence.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Um, yes, I'm here. Sorry, but did you say the dog's penis is stuck inside a woman?"
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br /> "A huh."
"A human woman?"
"That is correct."
"Well, that's a new one."
"For me, too, Doc."
The patient looked like she wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Can't say I blame her.
The vet cleared her throat. "Can you ask her how long they've been stuck like that?"
Kill me, now. "Ma'am how long have you and..." I pointed to the dog.
"Bosco," she offered.
"How long have you and Bosco been stuck?"
"Maybe fifteen minutes. I'm not sure. I tried to get him out for a while before I called you."
"You hear that, Doc?"
"Yes. So when a male dog is mating, there's a gland inside the penis that swells causing it to get stuck inside a female and creating a tie. This tie can last up to thirty minutes. Whatever you do don't try to pull him out because it'll only become more inflamed."
I covered my mouth with my hand. "So you suggest we just hang out here and wait?"
"Correct," she replied with amusement.
"And, um, if the tie doesn't...come apart in thirty minutes, then what?"
"Then call me back and we'll go from there."
"All right. Thanks for your assistance."
"No, thank you for calling me."
I handed the phone back to Draper, then bent down beside the woman. "Ma'am, I'm afraid this is normal for a dog when he's..." My face got hot. "When he's mating. The vet said it can take up to half an hour for the swollen gland to shrink back down, so we will need to wait."
Ten minutes later, Bosco was free.
I picked up some of the soup that Allie loved from the deli and drove to her apartment. She'd been sick for a few days and I knew she was upset about it because she had a surprise party planned for my birthday. She's a terrible liar, but I'd pretend to be surprised anyway. And then I would surprise her.
