I swallow down her cries and hold myself deep inside of her, feeling her orgasm ripple around my cock right before I join her in complete ecstasy. My cum shoots out of me in forceful, almost painful bursts, but I keep fucking her, drawing out our pleasure as long as possible.
Finally, I collapse, completely spent and gulping down air into my burning lungs. I roll over, dragging a sweaty, limp Sage across my chest. She curls up into my side and kisses my shoulder before resting her forehead there. I can’t wait for ten thousand more moments just like this.
11
SAGE
Ipace from one side of the living room to the other, fighting with myself about how to tell Jackson the news. I think he’s going to be happy, but we’ve never discussed starting a family before. Is he ready for kids? AmIready for kids?
My period was a few days late, but I wasn’t too worried… until I realized I’ve been living with Jackson for almost six weeks. In all that time, I can’t remember using protection once. I bought five pregnancy tests yesterday, but didn’t have the courage to take them.
When I woke up at six this morning from a stress dream, I knew I had to find out for sure one way or the other. Twenty minutes ago, I got my answer.
“Sage? Are you out here?” Jackson’s deep, gravelly morning voice breaks through my thoughts.
“Uh, yeah,” I squeak out.
Jackson bounds into the living room in only his boxers, his face painted with worry. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
I love that he’s so protective. It gives me hope he won’t be upset when I tell him the life-changing news.
“I’m okay. I mean, I think so. I hope so,” I stutter out.
Jackson rests the back of his hand on my forehead to check for a fever. “Are you sick? Do we need to go to the doctor?”
“No. Well, yes to the doctor part.” Jackson’s eyes widen with fear, but I spread my hand out over his chest to calm his racing heart. “I’m saying this all wrong,” I breathe out in frustration.
Jackson gathers up my hand and kisses the inside of my wrist before placing it back on his chest. “Whatever it is, we’ll get through it together. You know that, right?”
I nod. “I’m pregnant,” I blurt out, not knowing how else to break the news.
Jackson freezes and stares at me without blinking his eyes. It takes a second for my words to sink in, but once they do, his entire face lights up like a Christmas tree.
“We’re having a baby?!” he exclaims. “Oh my God, we’re having a baby.” His hand rests on my non-existent baby bump as his eyes meet mine. Tears form and fall down Jackson’s face while he continues to smile at me with pure joy. “Did you think I would be upset?”
I shrug. “I hoped you’d be happy, but we’ve never talked about when or if we’re starting a family, you know? I should have known you’d be thrilled.” Jackson kisses my cheeks, nose, and lips, barely able to contain the love he feels. I feel it, too.
I take the lead, pushing him backward onto the couch before crawling onto his lap. His eyes burn through me, wanting me almost as much as I want him. I kiss him harder than before, with more than a little need. He parts his lips for me, letting me slide my tongue inside his mouth and taste him. God, I missed his flavor, which is crazy since it's only been a handful of hours since we last kissed. But this is different. We’re growing our family together and embarking on a new journey. My man is showing me he’ll always love me like this, no matter what life throws our way.
I moan softly into his mouth, making Jackson growl and slide his hands underneath the oversized shirt I’m wearing. My skin prickles with awareness everywhere he touches me. I can’t help the needy whimper that falls from my lips when my bare pussy rubs up against his cock. I feel him lengthen and harden beneath me, the sensation making me so,sowet.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I hold him close as I grind down on his lap. Jackson groans and breaks our kiss, only to nibble down my neck. I shiver and squeeze my thighs around his hips, needing more.
Jackson leans back and cups my face, resting his forehead on mine. We're both breathing heavily, the air thick with what we both crave. He slides his hands down my neck, shoulders, and torso until he grips the hem of my shirt and gently lifts it off my body.
I’m bare before him in more ways than one. I feel vulnerable and yet somehow bold. Exposed, yet covered in the safety that is my Jackson. My home. My love. His fingertips trail up my sides in featherlight touches as he looks at me with a mix of awe and reverence.
Leaning forward, Jackson captures my nipple in his mouth, gently sucking as his hands slide around to my back, pressing me closer to him. I tip my head back and rock my hips against his, savoring every swipe of his tongue and stroke of his fingers.
Jackson hums in approval as he switches breasts, lavishing the other one with the same attention. I feel the vibrations deep down in my core, making more of my arousal drip down and coat the thin layer of fabric covering his throbbing dick. I feel it swell up even more as a soft growl rumbles up from his chest.
I slide my hands down his sculpted chest, pushing him back ever so much. He grunts in frustration like I took away his favorite toy. It makes me giggle, knowing he wants me that much.
Jackson looks up at me with the softest, sweetest smile, making me melt for him, even while I’m so turned on, I’m ready to burst.
“Love that sound, Sage. Love every single time I can get you to laugh.”
God, how is this man so freaking perfect? I don’t know how to respond to him with words, so I kiss him once again as my hands trail lower, lower, lower, until my fingers graze the waistband of his boxers.
