Page 115 of Perfect Chemistry

“Do what?” She asked, smiling back mischievously.

“When did you get the shirt made?” I asked, grabbing her ankles and pulling her toward the end of the bed.

“Two days after the stick said I was pregnant,” she whispered back.

“You’ve had that since Thanksgiving?” I asked, running my hands up her legs.

Katie shook her head, and bit her lip. “Nope.”

Now I was confused. “When did you get it done then?”

Katie reached up and pulled me onto the bed with her so that I between her legs, my arms on either side of her head to keep my weight off of her. Her eyes were sparkling as she looked up at me and whispered, “Wrong stick, babe.”

“Which-” I started, but my words were silenced when her hand trailed down my body and caressed my previously half erect cock.

“I ordered it the day you agreed to have a baby with me, Kai. When you came inside of me,” she whispered, rubbing my now full erection. “I knew this would be our baby,” she confessed.

How did I ever deserve to have this woman in my life?

I lowered down to kiss her lips. I wanted to tell her everything in my heart, but instead I devoured her lips with mine. My tongue plundered her mouth, danced with hers, and then repeated. I groaned when her legs wrapped around my waist so she could grind herself against me. Katie taking what she wanted would never stop being a turn on for me.

I pulled back, and quieted her protests when she realized I was stripping my clothes off. She started to take the shirt off, but I stopped her. “No. Leave that on. I want to read it while you ride me, Kitkat.”

She chuckled and pulled me back onto the bed so that I was on my back across the center. “Do you want me to go down on you?” She asked, trailing kisses down my chest.

A hoarse, “No,” choked out of me as I pulled her to straddle my body. “Ride me, Katie. I don’t want to hurt you,” I confessed my biggest fear.

Katie chuckled again and raised herself so that the head of my dick was pressed against her slick opening. There was no doubt that she was turned on. She braced her hands on my chest and took me in a little bit at a time, coming back up and lowering a bit further each time. It was killing me not to just fill her to the hilt. I wanted to slam into her and make her scream, but she needed to be the one in control.

Then she dropped down completely and there was no more left. I couldn’t go any deeper. I thought she would go up again, but instead she just rocked her hips back and forth so that the head of my dick rubbed against her g-spot over and over again. I grabbed her thighs and squeezed, my head tipping back with absolute fucking pleasure.

“You like this, daddy?” She asked in a sickly sweet voice, and my head shot up to look at her, as my whole body shuddered. I just came.

Katie leaned back and giggled, gently riding out the rest of my orgasm. “That was mean,” I said, my voice hoarse as my body came down from its high.

Katie laid her head on my chest. “Are you okay with all of this, Kai?” She asked. “I know we have talked about it. Like, A LOT. But I wanted to make sure you are really okay with this baby coming,” she whispered against my skin.

I tipped her chin up so that she could see my face while we talked. “I’m not going to lie, I’m scared shitless. You work on a construction site, breathing in all kinds of fumes. Anything could fall and knock you over…” I started. I saw the look on her face and knew where her mind was going, so I cut it off before it got too far.

“I think you should tell Jack and Paul that you’re pregnant. Maybe enlist them to help you with stains and solvents? I want to buy you a mask rated high enough for a pregnant woman. Do they make those?” I rambled, feeling her relax against me.

“We didn’t even get genetic testing done on us. What happens if we’ve given the baby some rare genetic disease? Are we ready for that?” I continued. “I am so over the fucking moon about this baby, Kitkat, that I am almost sick with doubts.”

Katie sighed, and moved so that she was laying beside me but her head rested on my shoulder. “Let’s tackle these in order. First, I told Paul and Jack about the bean. They said, ‘congrats,’ by way. The rebreather I have is already rated at the highest end, because it was needed for my training. I looked for something better, and there really isn’t anything out there. As for chemicals, Paul is going to take care of all of that for me.

“I’m not working on the site any more, so they will send guys here to pick up or deliver whatever I need to the workshop here. What was next?” she asked, absentmindedly. “Ah, yes…. Genetics. Will knowing any of that change anything at this point?”

“No, not really,” I admitted.

“Ok, so let’s table that one until they offer to test us at 32 weeks. If this baby is born with a flipper, we’ll make sure it can swim. If it can’t speak, we’ll learn sign language. We don’t have to worry about any of that, but if talking through it helps you feel better then we do that. Now, it’s your turn,” she said, taking a deep breath.

“My turn?” I asked, eyebrows raising. “Ok. Let me hear it,” I encouraged her.

“What if I am a horrible mother? What if you decided that I’m not it, and you want me to leave? I’m so fucking scared of losing this baby, I don’t know if I could ever recover after hearing its heart beating in there,” she admitted, placing my hand on her stomach. “What if I have a fucking night terror and harm it? I wouldn’t know what I was doing, Kai. I could kill this baby in my sleep, and it terrifies the shit out of me,” she confessed as her voice broke.

I pulled her into a tight hug, and let her relax before I said anything. “I have seen you with Avery, Aiden and Oliver, you’re amazing with them. I remember you babysitting your neighbors in high school, and you took care of the baby like you had done it a thousand times before,” I reminded her, which elicited a small giggle.

“The amount of patience it takes to do what you do, just tells me that you will be just as patient with our kids. I have no doubt you will be an amazing mother, Katie. None. Now as for you and me? You were the one who got away for ten years; the love of my life, I was never going to get over. Why in the hell would I walk away now? I’m so in love with you, Kitkat, I am starting to wonder if it’s unhealthy,” I told her.

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