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“Even,” I gasp each word. “If. I.” And I can’t even finish my sentence because as if he means to daze me, as if he means to overwhelm me, he starts to pound into me like a fucking jackhammer.
His head falls forward and I feel his hot breath against my ear. “You would look so fucking hot pregnant with my baby.”
That’s it. That’s my undoing.
I can’t hold back, I can’t contain the pressure any more. Hot, liquid waves of pleasure roll through me. I scream out my release, my entire body shuddering as I reach climax and explode.
Colors flash behind my eyes. I feel myself clenching at him, milking at him and then I feel as if I’m being filled with hot sticky warmth.
“Oh fuck,” Chase tenses and I feel him swelling inside me. “I fucking love you, Avery. Oh, fuck, I love you.”
When I can find my breath, I clutch at him, telling him, “I love you, too. I fucking love you, Chase. My Chase.”
My orgasm feels as if it goes on forever. Maybe feeling Chase release inside me triggers another one. I don’t know. I only know I’m mindless, lost in bliss for an eternity before I finally drift back down.
I become aware of myself in pieces. There’s my nails still clawing at Chase’s skin. The poor guy has enough cuts as it is. I feel a little ashamed about scratching him up. I loosen my hold.
“Are you okay?” Chase asks, his voice husky and tender. Now I feel where he was lightly kissing my neck. He brushes my hair back out of my face.
I’m more than okay, I feel better than ever. But it would take too much brain power and breath to explain that so I just nod and ask, “Are you?”
Chase nods and returns my smile.
His arms tighten around me in a hug. “Any regrets?” he asks.
Do I regret meeting him? Loving him? Moving in with him? Or not using a condom?
I rise up, meeting him halfway. I brush my lips tenderly across his lips and answer him honestly. “None at all.”
Epilogue
Chase
Wow, it’s been eight months since I first fought Ethan. Seven months and one week since I told Avery I was in love with her. Four months since she said it back to me, right before I beat the shit out of Ethan for a final time and retired. Three months and three days since my father gave me my mother’s engagement ring and wedding band.
And three long seconds since I asked the love of my life to marry me. How the fuck did I get to this point?
We didn't leave my house for a full three days after she finally came home with me for good. I'm not sure if she didn't have to go to school, that we would have left period. I had to have her, and her need for me was just as great. Her hands didn't leave a part of me for very long those three days. Mine were just as glued to her though. It was as if we wanted to make sure the other was real and wouldn't disappear.
Those first few days we made a pact, it would forever be us and no matter what we wouldn't let anyone or anything come between us again.
Taking her to meet Dad was a good thing, he was climbing the walls after we had locked ourselves away from the world. He's as charmed with Avery as I am. He slipped the ring into my hand as I was hugging him goodbye then whispered, “She would love to know Avery had them.”
So the three seconds Avery stands there in my father’s living room, staring down at me as I hold out the diamond ring, is the longest three seconds of my life. Even longer than when we were waiting for the pregnancy test to show its answer.
Shit, her belly is barely showing right now and it’s probably one of the sexiest things I have ever seen in my life. When she sits on the couch or in the car, she gently rests her hand on our unborn child. She even has this way of laying on her side in the bed, her arm wrapped around her belly like she is already trying to cradle the baby.
She likes to pull me up tight against her ass as she pulls my arm around her and snuggles so damn close. I don't know if I should try humping her or hugging her, so I end up doing both. Any man that isn't attracted to his pregnant wife’s belly is fucking crazy. I might just try to keep her always pregnant. It’s making her glow, and she's always smiling, always happy. I keep trying to think of a way to describe her happiness, but I just can't get the words right.
A lot of shit has happened. I retired. All good for me and Avery. I bought the gym I was training at, and started a school for anyone who wants to train and
work hard. We have a lot of latchkey type kids, at risk kids and a ton of kids who want to try and make something of themselves legally. Avery is in charge of most of the kid’s emotional needs, she’s a natural at it. I keep pushing her to go past just doing education and to try for a child psychologist, if anyone can do it, it’s her.
Dad has been dating a doctor he met at some real estate function he went to, and he finally has a grandbaby on the way. He couldn't be any happier. He's even coming to the gym to work out with me.
Ethan's luck ran out. We told the police what we suspected, and with just a few questions from the detectives, the punks who attacked me were spilling their guts about the rich boy who hired them to fuck me up. He copped a plea immediately, and is now doing a ton of community service with five years of probation. The Nevada Athletic Commission handed him a lifetime ban from competing in MMA in the state. On top of everything, the fuck stick continued to harass Avery. I helped her file a restraining order against him. So fuck him the mouthy little fuck.
Avery has tears spilling down her cheeks as she nods her head yes. Pulling me up, she wraps herself around me and hugs me to her. “Yes! Yes! I love you, Chase. You make me so happy.”
