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His hard, thick cock slaps against my inner thigh, and I whimper, arousal building low in my core. He lines up his engorged crown with my entrance and pushes inside of me.
My eyes flutter closed on a sob as sensations zip through my body, setting me on fire. My fingers tremble as I dig them into his hair and roll my pelvis to match his deep, fast strokes.
“Lace, you’re fucking perfect.”
My desperate cries of “deeper,” “more,” and “yes,” wash over me, urging him on. It doesn’t take long for my muscles to tense, body strung tight, as my orgasm ripples through me. Almost at the same time, a shudder rolls through Ridge’s defined frame and he comes with me.
Both of us covered in a sheen of sweat and sex, and panting, Ridge takes me in his arms and moves us over to the couch.
Once settled, he curls his body around mine and intently stares down at me. “I mean it, Lace, whatever it takes.” His fingers intertwine with mine. “There’s nothing more important to me than the two of you.”
Under our joined hands, our baby gives an answering kick, and suddenly I’m the one dabbing at the tears on his handsome face.
“Amazing, isn’t it?” One hand cups his stubbled jaw.
“You’re amazing,” he chokes out. “So fucking amazing, and I couldn’t be more in love with you.”
A single tear falls from the corner of my eye. “I love you too. So much.”
25
RIDGE
“Everything’s looking good.” Doc Anderson looks up from between Lacy’s thighs with a bright smile and pats her knee. “Won’t be long now.”
If he weren’t her doctor and seventy-something I might be getting territorial, but the soft glint in his eye is more akin to a proud father addressing his daughter. It’s the way I imagine I might be looking at my own child soon.
“Thanks, Doc.” Despite the good news, Lacy frowns–something she’s been doing a lot of lately.
Although, I can’t say I blame her. The last month of her pregnancy has been spent on bed rest, yet her blood pressure is still too high. Doc thought it would be best to induce labor, and she’s been more than stressed since receiving that news.
Only, our little bundle has decided not to wait another day for that scheduled procedure. Lacy’s water broke on its own last night, and we’ve been at the hospital in Helena ever since.
Still, I can’t help but worry there’s more to her anguished looks than simple discomfort.
As the doctor leaves, I squeeze her hand, knowing we won’t be alone for long. “You’re doing amazing.”
“I’m not doing anything,” she quips. “I’m not allowed.”
“I know it hasn’t been easy for you, but just think…once you’ve had the baby you’ll be allowed to get out of this bed.”
The look she gives me is priceless–genuine disbelief mixed with an air ofI’d like to murder you–and I do my best not to laugh. Her exasperation is damn adorable.
“Can I get you anything?” I ask, brushing my lips over her temple.
She shifts, winding a hand around my neck. “Just this,” she murmurs, bringing our mouths in line.
Our kiss is sweet but brief, interrupted by her sharp inhale as another contraction takes hold. Now she’s the one squeezing my hand, and I’m left feeling a bit helpless as I try to soothe her through the pain.
A nurse breezes into the room to check the monitors. “How are we doing?”
Lacy’s look of death is redirected. “Just great,” she huffs through gritted teeth.
“What about you, Dad? You holding up alright?” The nurse gives me a genuine smile, but I don’t return it. There’s too much tension in the air, and too good a chance Lacy will hand me my balls if I look like I’m enjoying myself while she’s in pain.
But honestly, how could I be anything other than fantastic? I’ve got a gorgeous woman who, despite her current, completely understandable hostility, is the best damn thing that’s ever happened to me. And she’s about to deliver my baby. I’m going to be a dad.
I’m going to be a dad.
