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Chapter 15

Laney

Even though I wanted to choke her for lying, in the back of my mind I was so relieved. The one thing I didn’t mention is that if my period was more than a month late, that there must be something horribly wrong with me medically, if it’s not because I’m pregnant. When Brandy confessed her lie, my eyes widened, my face lit up, and Caleb, God, he lifted me up and circled me around and around, so fucking happy it made my heart skip a beat.

“This is where I leave you two alone.” Brandy says, smiling, pleased with herself. “Congratulations. The test stick is face down, but you can go see for yourself.” She winks.

I can’t help but give her a hug. “Nice touch, Brandy.”

“That’s what friends are for. At least now you know how you really feel about having a baby, Laney.”

I squeeze her tight. “I want you to come meet Peg tomorrow.”

“Tell me when and where and I’ll be there.”

Brandy gives Caleb and hug. “Congratulations.”

“Thanks, Brandy. You’re the best.”

“That’s what they say. Well, everyone except my ex-husband.”

“He doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

Brandy smiles warmly and gives us both a wink, before leaving. The second that she pulls out of the driveway, Caleb wraps his arms around me. “God, I love you so much.” He says on exhale.

“I love you, too. This is…surreal.”

“Yeah.” Caleb agrees. “My da has never been wrong about anything. When Brandy said the test was negative, I started rethinking my whole life.” He chuckles nervously. “Even though my da’s a ball buster, he’s a constant. He’s a rock. And the thought of him being wrong about something, well, that was a thousand times more frightening than having a baby.”

“Are you frightened?”

He places a hand on my belly. “Of a little bairn? Of our own little bairn? Not a chance, Laney. Nothing could make me happier.”

“Of course, I have to get this confirmed by my doctor.”

He nods emphatically. “Of course, of course. We need to make sure that everything is okay, Laney. Make sure you’re healthy and the bairn’s healthy.”

He’s so happy. I feel like I’m glowing inside. I did that. I made him this happy. That’s how I know how much I love him, and that my love for him runs deep. Because it’s not enough that I’m happy, but it’s ten-fold because of how happy I’ve made Caleb. “Are you tired, Laney? Are you feeling any symptoms?”

“No.” I shake my head. “No, not really. I’m just…I don’t know…I’m more relaxed and I can’t stop thinking about Peg and how we can make her life wonderful. All the things that we can do for her and for our own child, to make our mark in the world. It’s silly, but that’s all I’ve been thinking about since little Peg came into my life.”

Caleb rests his forehead on mine, stroking the sides of my head with his fingers. “You are the only woman for me, Laney. My heart is all yours. Forever and for always. Nothing could ever change the way I feel about you.”

My lips are on his. Why it turns me on so much to hear him talk like that, I don’t know, but it does. The emotional and physical connection that Caleb and I have is mind blowing. The second his tongue touches mine I groan. I want him so bad I’m instantly aching. “I need you.” I pant, pulling his shirt out of his jeans.

“Okay. You’ve got me, baby.” He whispers against my lips, pushing his shoes off his feet, and then pulling my shirt out of my pants. Our tongues are tangled, and I suck his lip, making him exhale fast, igniting me further. I can’t get his pants off fast enough as I hook my foot on his thigh, and push them down, while he steps out of them, and I step out of mine. He pulls my shirt over my head and slides my panties down, while I push his briefs down and we both step out of our undergarments. His lips are on mine as he unclasps my bra and pulls my arms off his shoulders, temporarily, so my bra can fall to the ground.

Our clothing is in a pile by the door as he grasps me by the waist and pulls me onto his body, impaling me with him. I cry out, desperate for him, as he fucks me raw, while he carries me to the bedroom. His cock is so hard and it hits all the right spots instantly, like he’s so versed at fucking me, he doesn’t need to guess any more, not that he ever did, since our connection was always there, it’s just grown stronger since ‘I love you’. As he reaches my room and my back is on the mattress, his mouth makes love to my breasts, and I arch my back, so hungry for him.

His hand trails down my belly, and then he circles my clit with his thumb, and I come seconds later, crying aloud, as his mouth remains on my breasts. His thrusts become stronger as I come, his thumb batters my clit faster, riding on the coattails of my first orgasm, when I feel my second coming right after. As my fingers dig into his back, I feel my encore release, even stronger than the first one. And he doesn’t stop. His cock pounds me vigorously, hitting me in the places where I’m desperate to be hit, while his thumb continues circling my clit, and his mouth keeps sucking and licking my breasts.

It's like a fucking orgasm smorgasbord as I feel my third release, and cry aloud, wondering where the fuck all this sexual tension is coming from. Then I remember that it’s been some time since Caleb and I last made love. Weeks, in fact. His cock goes rock hard and he lets himself come inside me, kissing me erotically as we both climax together. I feel his cock pulse as it spills his seed into me, and he moans like he hasn’t moaned before, equally hungry for his release, and for me. He rests his head in the crook of my neck, nestling it in there. “God, that was fucking amazing.” He says breathlessly.

“You? Fuck, I came three times.”

“It’s been a while, Laney. I came like a fucking freight train.”

“I could feel it.”

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