“Hawk.” He looked up to see fresh tears popping up on her lashes.
“Shh, sweetheart. I’m talking to our kid here.” His face tipped back down and he pressed a kiss to the bare skin between his hands. “I love you, Bee. Work on those kicks.Looks like I made your mama cry, so I’m gonna go kiss her now.”
He pressed another kiss to her belly before standing up.
“Why did you just say all that?”
“Because it’s true. Don’t ever doubt how badly I want to be involved with everything. Every single milestone of this pregnancy. Hell, I want to be involved with every minute of every day of this whole roller coaster ride we both got on. I want to go to doctor’s appointments with you. I want to hold your hand as we walk through the store picking out everything the baby is going to need, even silly little socks that we’ll never put on her feet and bows for her head that are so giant she’ll look like she’s ready for some baby pageant at the county fair. I want to massage your feet before we go to bed and reenact how we got ourselves into this pretty great predicament in the first place. I’m a selfish asshole, Pretty Girl… Because you’re here with me, and I’m so fucking happy. I want you with me, Jessie. Forever and always.”
“Don’t ask,” she whispered as she wiped at the tears in her eyes.
“I won’t. I know you’re not ready for me to pop the question. That the past few weeks have been really tough. But I am going to ask for real one day, I hope you know that.”
Hawk leaned forward and kissed her. He pulled back after only a peck, but Jessie’s hands threaded together behind his neck and pulled him back to her.
With their lips almost touching, she whispered, “I’ll say yes when you do.”
And before his mind could even process what she’d said, her lips were crashing down on his. Hawk whimpered. Fucking whimpered as the woman he loved raked her hands through his hair, pressed her body against his, and kissed him like they were the only two people to ever exist.
His hands went under her ass, picking her up as he tookthree steps backwards until he felt the sofa behind him. Their kiss never broke, even as Jessie rolled her hips into him as he sat them down.
“Sweetheart, keep grinding on me like that and I’m not going to be able to control myself.”
“Maybe I don’t want you to,” she laughed. “Maybe I want you to lose control. Maybe I need it, Chief. You always have an answer, a solution. You always have a plan. But maybe, just for now, I need to know that I’m not the only one spiraling.”
“Jess.” Hawk brushed her hair out of her face.
“No. Cheer me up with your fingers. Or your tongue. God, make me scream with your cock. Something, anything. Please.”
Hawk chuckled. “Feeling needy, sweetheart?”
“Feeling like I might combust if you don’t touch me. It’s been so long since I felt this good. I need you.”
“You’ve got me. You always did. And you always will.”
“Less talking, more undressing. More touching. More?—”
Hawk’s fingers moved down her body, resting against the band of her panties. Thank God she wasn’t wearing any pants. Hawk feared he would have ripped them to shred with his bare hands just to make sure he could obey her orders.
She gasped and moved her legs wider apart as his fingers found her soaked core. And when they slipped inside, Jessie moans filled the apartment.
“That’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard in my life, Pretty Girl.”
Her lips crashed down against his. “I need you,” she whispered between the pumps of his fingers.
“You have me.”
“No,” she whined, her hands lowering to his waist, working feverishly to slip below his briefs. As soon as her fingers brushed against his dick, Hawk groaned. He lifted his hips, keeping his hands working over her body, one thrustinginside her pussy, the other teasing her nipple right under the shirt she was still wearing.
She stroked him, the sensation as her hand slipped over his shaft from root to tip so fucking glorious that Hawk could have come right then and there. But his brain was screaming at him to get inside her. To give her what she really wanted.
His fingers slipped out of her and he brought them to his mouth. Jessie’s face was tipped to the sky, so he pulled his hand from under her shirt. Hawk gripped her chin, tipping it so her eyes met his.
“Eyes on me, mama,” he said as he slipped the fingers that had just been deep inside her into his mouth, licking every last drop of her off them. Hawk chuckled as her eyes went wide, the most beautiful blush dusting the tip of her ears all the way down to where her chest disappeared beneath her shirt.
Her hand stopped pumping him as she lined her core up. And in two glorious breaths, he was seated fully inside her.
Christ, her walls were already fluttering around him.
