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“What’s up?” Skid whispers from the couch as I slowly hobble myself down the stairs.
“Nothing, go back to sleep,” I whisper back, though I have no idea why. We’re the only ones in the house and we’re both awake.
Skid flicks on the lamp and seeing him lying on the sofa in just a tight white tee and boxers distracts me from the ache in my lower back.
“It’s 3 am.” He rubs the sleep out of his eyes and gets up to come to me.
“I just can’t get comfortable. My back’s aching worse than ever, and no matter how I lie I can’t get to sleep.”
“Come over here.” He guides me over to the couch, placing my hands flat on the arm before stepping behind me and rotating his thumbs into my lower back. It instantly releases the tension there and I breathe a sigh of relief as he continues.
“Feelin’ better?” He laughs to himself when I start moaning.
“Feeling awesome,” I tell him.
“I ain’t heard you make a noise like that since I brought you a slice of Marilyn’s peanut butter cheesecake.” I have to picture the grin on his face because I’m far too comfortable to glance over my shoulder.
“Which I will be needing another slice of in the future,” I remind him, steadily rocking my hips and enjoying the relief from the pain I was in.
“Can you do this for me all night?” I ask.
“If it’ll help,” he responds, and the beautiful thing about his answer is the fact I know he would. I straighten myself up and when I turn around to face him, I notice there’s no humor on his face. He looks real serious.
“I’d do anythin’ for you,” he tells me, narrowing his eyes like his words are a confession from the heart.
As much as I want to move in and kiss him, I can’t. I fear rejection far too much and when he steadily starts to move closer, his hand sliding onto my cheek and steering me toward his lips, I feel an instant surge of fulfillment spread over me when his mouth touches mine. He kisses me gently and softly, and I have to tamp down my desperation so I don’t turn it into something hot and feral.
My hormones have been burning like balls of fire trapped inside my stomach. I’ve had an ache between my legs that I’ve convinced myself only he could cure, and it’s taken all of my willpower not to throw myself at him during the last few months. Now, with his tongue exploring my mouth and his lips sunk deep into mine, I can’t hold back. I want an experience that's different from the times I had before. I want this… I yearn for it and having this man fill that ache inside me seems like all it would take to forget the horrors of my past.
Skid doesn’t seem bothered or put off by the very obvious obstacle that rests between us. He gives me exactly what I need, reaching one hand around me and grabbing my ass while he kisses me a little harder and glides the other one up under the nightdress I’m wearing. His rough hands splay over my outstretched skin, sliding them higher and taking one of my heavy tits in his palm.
“This okay?” he asks, his mouth pulling away from mine and placing kisses all over my neck.
“It’s perfect,” I assure him.
It’s more than perfect. It’s everything that I’ve been wanting for the past five months. I feel a clenching within me as his calloused palm gently kneads me, and my nipple rolls between his thumb and finger. When his mouth finds mine again our tongues work together in the perfect sequence, and I try to ignore how painful that clenching has become.
Thankfully, it seems to fade before he hooks his hands under my thighs, lifting me up effortlessly onto the armrest. My hands explore him through his tee, as he continues to kiss me.
“You sure this is okay, Ads?” he checks in between the kisses he’s giving me, and I nod because, despite the dull ache in my back returning, I can’t remember a time when I’ve ever felt this good.
All the holding back between us is over, I can finally show him how I really feel, and having his hands on my bare flesh as they explore under my nightdress makes the wait all worth it. The next wave of pain that comes feels much stronger, so strong that I can’t hold in the gasp I make as my stomach tightens.
“You good?” Skid instantly pulls away when he senses something’s wrong and when I clamp my hand around his forearm and dig in my nails he looks down to where my other hand clenches my stomach. It’s at that same moment that I feel something release, my thighs turning warm as something gushes past them.
“Holy shit, Ads, your waters just broke.” Skid stares at the mess on the floor, his hand no longer on me but gripping at his hair while my pain starts to subside.
“Oh, my God!” I brace myself on the couch because this is it. My baby is ready to come into the world, and all I can think about is how grateful I am to have Skid with me.
“Don’t leave me, I’m scared.” Addison grips my arms as the hospital staff wheel her through the corridor on a gurney, her contractions are pretty close together which means, if the book is right, that the baby isn’t far off getting here.
“I’m not gonna leave ya. Just keep breathin’ and stay calm.” I follow her into the room, ignoring the fact her nails draw blood when her body tenses with another contraction.
“What happened back at the house…” She tries to talk in between her breathing, while a midwife hoists her legs up into some stirrups.
“Don’t worry about that, focus on this.” I drag over the stool that's behind the door so I can sit beside her and hold her hand.
“Looks like you made it here just in time. You’re fully dilated.” The nurse tells her cheerily when her head pops back up from between her legs.
