Rose In Bloom (7 page)

Skylar

He’s been acting funny ever since he came home from work. I’d planned for a quiet dinner and maybe snuggling into him to watch a movie together on the couch. Instead, he kisses me on the cheek, takes his plate, and heads back to his office. There must be something important going on because he has the door shut. I never bother him when he does that. Flipping through Netflix, I settle in on the couch to begin watching my favorite movie,
Gone with the Wind
, again. Something about this movie just fascinates me. My eyes begin growing heavy around the part where Scarlett’s fleeing a burning Atlanta. The next thing I remember is waking up to a sweet kiss on my lips. I realize then, that I’m now lying in our bed.

Sleepily, I blink awake and meet his eyes. The intense way he looks at me is something I will never grow tired of seeing. Lucas had looked at me in a similar way, but with my Sebastian, it is as if I am his lifeline. His fingertip traces down my cheek to my jaw, lifting it up closer to him. I give him a sweet smile in return.

Leaning in, he swipes his mouth gently over mine, tracing my lips with his tongue. I open immediately, welcoming his tender kiss. He doesn’t rush. He just continues with long, loving strokes of his tongue. When he pulls away, he rests his forehead against mine and then runs his hand down to my stomach. Caressing the bump with his fingers, his amber eyes dance with love.

“I love you so much, Skylar,” he says, tears forming in his eyes.

Putting my hand on his face, I ease up off the bed. I don’t know what is upsetting him.

“What’s wrong, Sebastian?” Concern fills my voice.

“Everything is fine baby. I just need to hold you.” He pulls me up against him.

Worried, I swallow the lump in my throat and settle back against him. He breathes in my hair and then plays with my curls. I lace my fingers through his as he brings it to rest on my stomach.

I don’t know why he won’t talk to me. I know he has darkness and guilt inside that he still fights. But I made him a promise and he knows I will never let him fight that darkness alone. Turning to face him, he props his handsome face with his hand.

“Let me in.” I place my hand on his chest.

“You’ve always been in here. You are the only one who ever has been or ever will be. Except for her, that is.” He rubs my belly.

“Her?” I say, giggling.

“Yes, her. A man knows these things after all.”

“Oh really, Mr. Thorne? And just how is that?” I ask, now bursting with laughter.

“These hands are better than any ultrasound.” Rubbing his hands together to warm them, he slides them across my stomach and smiles.

“Yep! Definitely a girl. A beautiful, brown haired beauty with eyes just like her mommy. Although, I’ll never survive it if she is. Her mommy’s already overtaken me with hers.”

Giggling, I slap his hand away and he throws his head back laughing.

Leaning down, I whisper, “Don’t listen to your Daddy! He is crazy!”

Within an instant, he grabs my hands and pushes me back on my back, carefully pinning me down against the bed.

God, I love it when he does this!

“Hmm, Ms. Rose? I’m crazy huh?” he teases, taking one hand away and tickling under my arm.

“Yep,” I answer, giggling as he tickles me relentlessly. Just when I think he’s going to cause me to pee on myself, he stops and moves his face closer to mine. Brushing the loose curl away from my face, he smiles.

“You’re right. I am crazy. I’m crazy in love with you.” My heart pounds as he inches closer down to me. His kiss is soft and full of love.

“Let’s get away for a while. I think we need some time away from here.”

“That sounds wonderful, but-”

He cuts me off. “Then it’s settled! We leave in the morning.”

“In the morning?” I say.

He smiles widely at how large my eyes grow.

“It’s already taken care of,” he says, nibbling on my bottom lip.

“Baby, I love that you want to take care of me, but I don’t need to go away on some fancy vacation to be with you. We can just stay right here.” I say, looking him in his eyes.

“Stop worrying and let me take care of you. You might as well get used to a lifetime of this. You’re my woman after all!”

“Wow! Your woman, huh? Well, it ain’t official yet there, caveman!” I say, poking my finger into his sternum.

“That reminds me! We need to practice some more on that honeymoon. Like I told you before, I want to make sure I get it just right,” he whispers into my ear.

And just like that, his words send my body into complete oblivion.

“Practice makes perfect,” I return and he growls into my neck.

When morning comes, I wake with a smile on my face. Sebastian has his arm tightly around my body, with his hand resting on my stomach. Even when we sleep, he possessively claims what is his. I don’t want him ever to doubt it. I am his in every possible way. It has taken us so long to get back to where we are. I am grateful every single day that we found our way back to one another.

As I try to move free, he pulls me tighter against him.

“Let me go or you’re going to have a wet spot on the bed.” I jokingly threaten.

He nuzzles in my ear and bites at my skin. “Good. It’ll match the wet spot that you left last night when I made you scream my name over and over. You know, you really should watch that potty mouth of yours, Mommy. They say babies are very impressionable in the womb.”

Busting out laughing, I wiggle my way free from his hold. Propping his elbow on the bed, he rests his face against his hand and watches me run to the bathroom. I seriously think this baby is going to flatten my bladder just like a pancake.

As I’m washing my hands, his arms wrap tightly around my waist, pulling me back to him. He locks eyes with me in the mirror. His hair is tossed and sexy with his just woke up look, and God, does he ever smell
yummy
.

“You are so unbelievably beautiful,” he says softly. The look in his eyes holds something more. I just wish I knew what he’s thinking. Playfully, he slaps me on the butt and moves towards the shower to turn on the water.

“Are you going to join me?” he says, wiggling his eyebrows up and down, suggestively.

“No, Mr. Thorne. I am calling my work to tell them I won’t be in. You know that boss of mine is a real asshole when he wants to be.”

Poking his head out of the shower, he grins at me. “Want me to have a word with him? I bet I can set his ass straight.”

“No, I can handle him,” I tease and leave the bathroom.

When he comes back into our bedroom, he looks delicious in the chocolate towel wrapped around his waist.

“What are you doing?” He smiles, walking over to me.

Sweet Jesus, does he have any idea how hot he looks right now?
Damn these pregnancy hormones! I want him all the time now. “I’m packing, silly. So how long are we going to be gone for? And where are we going?”

Trying to distract myself from my dirty thoughts, I turn to put another group of clothes in, but he takes them away from me.

“I’ve already taken care of everything. There’s no need for you to bring anything, but yourself to the airport with me.”

“But you did pack my clothes, right? I can’t walk around naked everywhere I go, you know.”

“Oh really? And why not? That sounds fucking fine with me!” He smiles with desire flaming in his eyes.

Seriously, I’m about to attack him if he doesn’t stop looking at me that way. The way my clit is pounding right now, I may have to relieve myself in the shower.

“Ha! Well, enjoy it now, because in just a few more months, you will be grossed out by how huge I will be.”

Cupping my face, he brings me closer to him. “I hope you get HUGE, and when you do, you will be the most gorgeous woman in the world.” Putting his hand on my stomach, he looks back up at me. “You have never looked more sexy or beautiful to me than you do right now.”

“Well, let’s revisit that statement when my feet are swollen, my stomach has a thousand stretch marks, and I can’t fit into anything anymore.”

“Personally, I can’t wait for that! Then maybe you’ll just walk around naked all day. Not that I’d let you do much walking.”

“I love you so much, you crazy man!” I say, kissing him softly. Playfully, he nudges me backwards, turning me around to point me towards the bathroom.

“Now, go get ready and I’ll fix us something to eat.” He pops me on the ass. “What do you want this morning? Pancakes? Sausage and egg… bacon?”

Bashfully biting my lip, I nod. “Yes.”

“Yes to which?”

“Um… that’s yes, to all of them,” I reply, embarrassed. Nowadays, I’m so hungry that I can totally take on some eating contests.

Laughing, he shakes his head and leaves the room to finish getting dressed.

Turning the shower on, I step underneath the tri-sprayer and savor the warm water against my skin. I can still feel the pressure of my clit begging for relief, but I have to learn how to control this. At this rate, I will be masturbating all the damn time!

I’d just finished lathering my hair when I feel him step in behind me. Inching forward, his hardness becomes very evident against my bottom. Tenderly, his fingers slide into my hair, and he gently begins massaging my scalp.
This is pure heaven
. Urging me back into the water, he rinses my hair clean. I smile at him as he looks at me with that heart stopping intensity in his eyes. His long, thick cock stands at attention, and my core throbs to have him inside me.

“You know, I thought you already had a shower.” I tease him.

“My thoughts were so dirty, thinking of you being in here naked, that I think I need another one.” His mouth crashes to mine as my back finds the tile wall. The way this man kisses me always makes my knees buckle. I grin against his firm forceful lips and he returns by biting down on them before moving lower. Feathering his kisses down my jaw, he works his kisses over to my ear.

“Turn around,” he orders.

Placing my hand on the dark tan tiles, I feel him come behind me. He teases his erection against my bottom, and I twist my hips back at him. Even over the water, I hear him let out a loud hiss in response. His other hand slides down my wet back, pushing me over to put my ass up in the air. Gripping the shower bench, I brace myself for what is coming next. Slowly, he enters me from behind, filling me up so deliciously that I’m about to come on the spot. Every ridge of his cock caresses my insides, sending ripples of pleasure throughout my body.

“Fuck!” he groans, stilling himself.

He feels so good. I don’t want him to stop. I need him to keep moving. Rocking my hips up and down, I hear him suck in a deep breath.

“Damn, baby! You’re going to make me come if you keep doing that.”

“Please, Sebastian, don’t stop. I need you.” I beg, bringing a hand behind me and placing it on his hips, urging him to give me more. His thrusting increases and my walls clench down on him, making him moan loudly.

“Oh, God! Yes! Oh Yes!” I scream, turning my head around to look at him when I come. I push back onto him and ride every movement with him in perfect sync.

With his head thrown back, he forcefully grabs my hips and pushes himself harder inside of me. I love it when he loses control like this. He always worries he’s going to hurt the baby, or me even though both the doctor and I have assured him otherwise. His hand grabs my wet hair and pulls back, driving himself even deeper, raking right over my sweet spot.

“Sebastian! Please deeper. Oh. My. Ah!” I explode on his cock, triggering his release.

“Fuck! Skylar! Ugh!” His hot seed shoots up inside of me. “Mmm.” He continues rolling his hips around while he holds my back and hips in place. Leaning down, he kisses my back lovingly before pulling out of me. His strong arms wrap around me and turn me to face him.

“Feel better?” he asks before kissing my forehead.

“How did you know I needed that?”

“I saw how you looked at me in the towel. You know, I have to say I’m loving how being pregnant makes you so horny.”

Slapping his chest, I shove him back. He laughs and then gives me one more kiss on the forehead before stepping out of the shower.