A McKenzie Christmas (4 page)

Carla always made him feel like a horny teenager who wanted to get off constantly. He would be naked with her every minute of every day if he could.

“Bed.” He pinched her nipples. “Now.”

He didn’t give her chance to move, and picked her up into his arms and carried her to their huge bed where he laid her under him.

He found it sexy being completely clothed while Carla wasn’t. He had sweats and a T-shirt on but every contour of her nude body could be felt against him. One particular part of him was hard as steel and pressed against her soft thigh; with a pulse of its own it throbbed.

Her hands helped him to pull his tee off and when he smiled down into her eyes, he let her see all the love he felt for her.

She reached up and cupped his face, her thumb stroking his lips. “Make love to me.”

“Always.” He bent and captured her lips with his.

As their tongues swirled together and mated, she urged his sweats past his hips and then used her feet to push them down his legs.

He groaned because with Carla’s movements his dick took up residence between her thighs, his balls pressed against her wet pussy. He swore that one day he’d have enough control over his body’s reaction to his wife that he’d last all night, but, as he looked down at her, all he wanted was to be buried deep inside her warmth.

He grinned and dipped down to capture one of her dark nipples into his mouth before he kissed his way down her body. He nuzzled her stomach as he kissed the sensitive skin and then he inhaled her.

He laid flat on his stomach between her thighs, and buried his face in her pussy. She was so wet for him, and he knew she wanted more. Her legs rested over his shoulders and nothing felt as good, well, besides his cock being where his tongue was about to go.

His first taste of her in over a day and he couldn’t control the urge to rock his hips. Her nectar coated his tongue while his dick tingled and dripped with precum between his belly and the bed. He didn’t stop though.

*

Sebastian’s tongue was wicked and, the minute he touched her, Carla’s senses swam. She gripped the quilt under her and prayed he’d let up, even though she knew he wouldn’t. Her husband loved having his face between her thighs and, on a few occasions, had gotten off when he brought her to climax.

The combination of his tongue and fingers would send her into bliss within seconds, and today was proving to be the same.

His hands curved under her ass to hold her open and then his eyes met hers. She knew that look. He wanted to watch her fall apart on his mouth.

Cupping her breasts, she rolled and pinched her nipples as Sebastian’s eyes went dark with lust. She didn’t miss his hips as they constantly rolled into the bed.

“Inside me,” she gasped, changing her mind. “Oh, God, Sebastian. I want you to come inside me.
No
w
.
”

Her husband surged up like his ass was on fire and thrust into her. She didn’t have time to catch her breath before their lips sealed together and her vaginal walls started to milk Sebastian’s release from him.

They groaned and gasped and Carla couldn’t stop her pussy from clenching hold of Sebastian’s cock. She felt his hot seed as he filled her up, but all it did was set her off again as she screamed her ecstasy into his mouth. Her pussy and breasts were so sensitive, more so than ever before. Even when Sebastian tried to ease her down with his slow thrusting, her body trembled and rippled against his length. Their gaze met and held, as her slow blast of ecstasy washed over them both.

Sebastian was still hard inside her, but she had no clue how he’d find the energy to go another round. Her orgasm had lasted longer than any before and had felt amazing. Her pussy had pulled on her husband’s hard flesh, which had him coming hard, and long. In fact, he’d released so much jizz that she felt it running out of her while he slowly moved.

“Fuck,” Sebastian finally breathed, his head dropping to her shoulder. “You nearly killed me.”

She tried to tug him down on top of her but, instead, he rolled to his side, and dragged one of her legs over the curve of his hip to keep them joined.

“I have no words.”

“You milked everything out of me, babe.”

She smiled against him while he made sure she was comfortable, and then he mumbled. “Go to sleep.”

She felt him slip out of her just as she drifted into sleep.

“How are you feeling?” Sebastian asked on the way up to the doctor’s office.

Carla gave him a weak smile but it was short
lived
as she turned green before his eyes. She twisted toward the window and rolled it down before she drew in a deep breath of crisp, fresh air. “I’m okay, just have a little car sickness,” she said when her color finally came back.

Sebastian nodded and slid his free hand into hers as he navigated into the parking lot. He didn’t say anything, but Sebastian was sure that he knew what was wrong with her…even if his clueless wife didn’t. Or, at least, he hoped he was right about what was actually wrong. Despite the brave front, Sebastian knew that Carla had to be worried. This morning, when he broached the subject of a doctor’s visit, Carla had agreed, which was unlike her. There was no way that Carla would go to the doctor’s if she thought it was just a common cold or something similar.

“I’m not too bad now. At least, I don’t think I am.” She chewed her lip and met his stare. “Perhaps we should go home. She’s probably busy and it was probably something I ate.”

“No. We’re here now so we might as well get you checked out. And, if you think about it, you didn’t eat all night so it can’t be something you ate. You’d have been sick last night if that was the case.”

“True.”

He knew that his wife hated visiting the doctor’s and that she’d wanted to stay home. But she’d felt unwell for a few mornings now and he wondered…

“We’re here,” he announced, unnecessarily, considering the elevator had stopped with the doors swooshing open.

“Perhaps the doc needs to check you out because you’re acting strange,” Carla said dryly.

He smiled but didn’t rise to her bait. “No stranger than usual, babe.”

She raised a brow in his direction before they were interrupted.

“Hello, Mr. and Mrs. McKenzie, the doctor is waiting for you both.” The receptionist seemed pleasant enough.

He held the door for her and, as they walked inside, the doctor got to her feet. “Carla, come in and have a seat.”

Being inside the room always made him nervous. He had no idea why because he’d never had a bad experience at the doctor’s.

He took hold of his wife’s hand when he sat beside her and gave it a reassuring squeeze. He wasn’t sure how he was going to ask the doc to give her the test that he wanted.

“So, what’s the problem?”

“I’ve been unwell,” Carla started. “I mean the past few mornings, well actually, it’s been around two weeks that I haven’t felt that great.”

“She felt sick this morning,” he chimed in.

The doc met Sebastian’s gaze and her eyes widened when she realized why they had the appointment. Sebastian gave a slight shake to his head when the doc glanced to Carla and then
back
to him.

The doc coughed as though she needed to clear her throat, and hid a smile behind her hand. “Okay then. I’d like to get some blood work done, and I’d like you to give a urine sample. There are cups in the restroom that you can use, and leave it with the nurse when you’re ready.”

Carla nodded as the doctor checked her blood pressure and temperature. She jotted down a few notes and then said, “Go and give me a urine sample and then we’ll get your blood drawn,” before she slipped out of the door. Sebastian could barely keep his excitement under control.

“Sebastian?” Carla murmured. “You seem too happy about me being sick.”

“Shush, babe. Everything will be fine. Just go in there, drop your panties and get this over with.” He smirked.

Carla smacked his arm. “Drop my panties. What’s wrong with you?”

“Honey, that’s the only way you’re going to pee in the cup.”

“Ugh! I knew I should have come on my own,” she mumbled as he watched her disappear inside the restroom.

Perhaps it hadn’t been a good idea for him to tell her to drop her panties. All he could see in his head was her silky smooth ass as he pounded into her while she was on her hands and knees.

His brothers always razzed him about having sex on the brain, and for the first time, he actually agreed with them.

*

When she had a sample, Carla slipped into the nurse’s office and had her blood taken before they went back into the small room. They sat together as Sebastian clasped her hand…each lost in their own thoughts as they waited. The clock ticked by and it felt like forever, although it was only fifteen minutes before the doctor slipped back into the room.

“So, we have everything that we need from you, but I will need you to book some follow up appointments.” The doctor stared down at her tablet as she read Carla’s file. Panic filled Carla…more appointments! What was wrong with her?

Looking up, the doctor smiled and relief flooded through Carla—it couldn’t be anything too serious if she smiled liked that…which probably meant…

“And I see that congratulations are in order.”

Carla’s mouth dropped in surprise as she whispered, “What?” She knew what the doctor meant but her brain wasn’t processing the words.

“You’re pregnant.”

Carla felt her face drain of color at the doctor’s words as her mind whirled around the fact. How was it possible? She was on the pill so that her and Sebastian could enjoy the feel of him inside her without a condom. Plus she loved him coming inside her so they hadn’t used anything for a while.
But pregnant?

“How exactly did that happen?”

Carla’s question wiped the smile off Sebastian’s face, but he answered with amusement, “If the doc wasn’t sitting there, I’d show you?”

Carla groaned and smiled. In fact, she didn’t
smile,
she beamed when she realized that Sebastian was happy that she was pregnant. But then another thought hit her, “Wait a minute.” She narrowed her eyes at Sebastian. “How did you know I was pregnant?”

“I didn’t,” he started to deny, “okay, I did. After you’d felt off, a couple of times, it hit me that it was always before lunch, so I put two and two together and got four.” He grinned.

She had questions for Sebastian but she wanted privacy to talk to him. At the moment, the doctor was enjoying their discussion.

“How are you feeling now that the shock has worn off?” Sebastian asked.

She didn’t really know how she felt because they needed to talk and, until they had, she couldn’t answer.

They’d talked about kids before, but they had agreed that they wanted to wait a few years so they could have time together on their own. Carla being pregnant threw things off kilter.

“I’m not sure.” She was honest. “How do you feel?”

He stared at her before he asked again, “I want to know how you feel, babe?”

“Stop doing that!” she snapped. “I seriously want to know how you feel about us being pregnant. I know I’m the one carrying our child, but it involves both of us and always will.”

Sebastian perched on the coffee table in front of his wife, who was curled up in the chair in the living room. He placed his hands on her thighs. “Carla, I love you with everything I have, and I will love and protect any child we have together. I know you’re pregnant a bit earlier than we planned, but, well, you want the truth, and the truth is, I’m excited that I’m going to become a father. There is nothing sexier than knowing the woman I love is carrying my child.”