“You’re my best friend, Bash. You’re my everything.Oureverything,” I said, putting my hand over his, where it rested on my stomach.
Bash held me while the last few tears slid down my face as I processed the rioting emotions within me. I was elated, excited, terrified, and relieved. Each feeling warred with the others for domination, and my body’s only response was to hold Bash tightly, never letting go. He kissed me softly, but soon, an urgency overtook both of us. He smelled and tasted amazing. I was desperate for him.
Since we had been together, Bash had let me explore sex at my own pace. But I was done with the kid gloves. I wanted all of him, unrestrained. Bash stood up and reached a hand down to help me stand up, but I had other ideas.
Kneeling at his feet, I reached for his pants. Pushing the waist of his pants down and out of the way, Bash’s cock popped out. He was already hard, and pre-cum was leaking from the tip. Bending down, I licked it off, enjoying the salty taste. Bash’s groan motivated me, and I slowly took the head of his cock into my mouth.
Using my tongue to swipe over the top, I slowly worked my way down his shaft, taking as much of him as I could. His hand weaved into my hair alternating pushing and pulling me off his cock. When he hit the back of my throat, I held still as Bash moaned before I started sucking, sliding up and down on his shaft.
Grabbing the base of his cock, I started moving my mouth in tandem with my hand. Looking up, Bash’s head was thrown back, his tattoos shining in the moonlight. Slowly, letting his cock slide out of my mouth until only the tip remained, I tooka deep breath before taking him back inside my mouth. Hitting the back of my throat, I gagged, but kept still before repeating the process over. I was losing myself in the taste and feel of him, almost unaware as the pressure on my hair increased until Bash had pulled me off his cock.
“Need to taste you,” he growled before stepping out of his pants and joining me on the floor.
Bash gently rolled me to my back while pulling my night shirt off so my bare back hit the plush rug underneath us. He pulled his shirt off, and I couldn’t resist running my fingers up his chest and over his broad shoulders. He claimed my mouth in a quick kiss before moving to kiss down my neck and chest. Nuzzling between my breasts, I gasped as his mouth closed over my nipple. It felt like I was electrocuted, somehow it was too intense and not enough at the same time.
Squirming beneath him I alternated pushing and pulling him away, my body unsure of what it wanted. Once I was panting and restless, he slid down my body, placing slow kisses on his way. He pulled my panties off in a smooth movement, and his head was between my legs in an instant. I yelped, both hesitant but desperate for contact. Bash’s tongue lazily licked at me until my legs fell open and I stopped resisting him.
As soon as my body relaxed, he dove in with renewed vigor. He used the edge of his teeth against my clit as he slipped a finger inside of me. My back arched off the ground at the feeling, and I couldn’t hold back the low moan that escaped me. With precision, Bash ate at me, adding a finger as the pressure mounted until I came fast and hard. Before I even floated back to earth, he was thrusting inside me.
My orgasm hadn’t finished, Bash’s cock feeling huge as he pushed through my quivering walls. I wrapped my legs around his waist, in an attempt to speed him up. I wanted all of him, andI wanted it now. Pushing up to his elbows, Bash gave me a cocky smirk, refusing to give in to my silent request.
“Good girl. Look at you taking my cock, taking what I give you. See how well we go together? Do you know who you belong to?” His voice was deeper than usual, his words sending shivers down my spine.
“Bash! Please, stop playing,” I whined, reaching my arms up to pull him down to me. For a minute, I thought I was getting my way as Bash stretched out on top of me. But his cock was only halfway in and he kept his hips still. Taking my wrists into his hand, he pulled my arms above my head, pinning me to the ground.
“Fucking beautiful. All mine. Forever,” Bash said as he took me in before finally sliding fully inside me. We both groaned, and I pushed against his hands, wanting to touch him. A playful grin lit up Bash’s face as he held me down, and I surprised both of us with my body’s response.
“My girl likes it rough? You want me to take charge? Tell me what you need, Fee. Wanna hear you say it.”
“Harder.” I was proud that I managed to say anything. Instead of speeding up, Bash slowed down, teasing me even more.
“That’s it. That’s all you want?” he asked as he started kissing my neck in the spot he knew drove me crazy.
“Bash! Hard and fast. Whatever you want to do I can handle it. Take me, please.” Before the last word left my mouth, it was like something unleashed in him.
Keeping my arms pinned with one arm, he grabbed my hip with the other and pounded into me. He held me in place so I could meet him thrust for thrust, nowhere for my body to move. His mouth was moving down my neck, his hair tickling me on the way. Bash moved his hips slightly and when he entered me it hit something inside of me that had me yelping.
Pausing to watch my face, Bash slid out slowly before pushing back in, hitting that same spot. My body felt electrified, needy and jumpy. With slow, precise movements, he moved in and out of me, each time he thrust he hit that spot that had me shivering. When I came that time, I yelled at the top of my lungs. The ringing in my ears was so loud, it took me a minute to realize the noise was coming from me.
Bash’s movements sped up as he plunged inside of me with renewed force. Slamming all the way inside of me, I felt him come, his body slowing down as he let go of my wrists. Wrapping my arms and legs around him, I enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded, entangled with each other.
Eventually, we were sprawled on the couch, Bash having bodily moved me until I was lying on top of him. He was alternating running his fingers through my hair and rubbing my back in a soothing motion. I sighed and snuggled into him, inhaling his smell, surrounded by everything that reminded me of Bash.
“I’ll spend every day—no, every minute, proving how much you mean to me. I promise, I will be worthy of you. Both of you,” Bash muttered into my hair. It was the last thing I heard before slipping into a deep sleep.
Chapter 29
Bash
“And that, right there, is the baby’s heartbeat. Everything looks good. I’d say you’re about fifteen weeks along. We’ll get you set up for some routine tests and send you home with folic acid to start right away. Once you're twenty weeks, we can do an anatomy scan.” The doctor continued talking, but all I could hear, all I could see was the black-and-white figure on the small screen in front of me. A baby—our baby—was there clear as day.
“How could I be this far along and not realize? What if I hurt my baby?” Fiona’s voice wobbled, and I turned to look at her pale face.
“Birth control is not 100 percent effective,” the doctor replied simply.
“But I got my period!” Fiona replied frantically.
“You may have gotten some implantation bleeding that can be confused with a period at the start of the pregnancy. Due to the amount of stress you’ve been under and the fact that you’ve never had to track or worry about pregnancy, is there a chance you’ve missed them?” the doctor asked.
