The Rocker Who Wants Me (The Rocker 7)

“There’s something I really need to know, though…” I frowned down at her and she grinned. “Where the hell did you get this kick ass ring at?”

A snort of laughter escaped me and I grabbed her hand that now held my ring, brought it to my lips and kissed her fingers one at a time. “Emmie is magic. She can get anything you want if you give her enough time. I told her what I wanted, something big and pink and she rolled her eyes and snapped her fingers and it appeared in my hands three days later.”

We lay there for a while just holding each other. I was exhausted after the long day, but I wasn’t anywhere close to falling asleep. By the steady breathing coming from Dallas, I knew she wasn’t asleep either. It felt great just lying there with her in my arms, knowing for sure now that she was going to be mine for the rest of our lives.

I kept skipping over the news Dallas had surprised me with earlier, though, but finally I had to face it. Dallas was pregnant. I’d be lying to myself if I said I hadn’t been hoping for her to get pregnant every time we hadn’t used protection. Every time we would make love without a condom, I would have a flash of thought, that if she got pregnant then at least I would have that part of us no matter what. Then I would hate myself for thinking that because it would be the same as trapping her into a relationship she didn’t want.

“I didn’t get pregnant on purpose.”

Dallas’s whispered statement jolted me out of my own guilty musing. Obviously we were on the same wavelength if we were thinking the same thing. “I know that… And I didn’t get you pregnant on purpose… Okay, maybe I was hoping it would happen, but I wasn’t doing it on purpose.”

She turned on her side quickly. “You wanted me to get pregnant?” Her blue eyes were bright with happiness. “Really?”

I lifted a shoulder in a half shrug. “Yeah. I wanted to at least have that to hold onto you with.”

“So you’re happy about the baby?” My eyes narrowed at her question. “I just need to make sure, Ax. Our lives have changed in big ways today. I need you to tell me that you are happy about this baby. I know that you have plans. That Kenzie is going to be a part of your future, and I don’t want this baby to make you feel…”

“We can all be a family. And I don’t plan on pushing Kenzie to accept us as her family. I just want to make sure she’s okay. If she wants to be a part of our family—me, you, and the little rocker in here…” I cupped my hand over her still-flat stomach, imagining that I was touching our baby that was growing in there, “…then I would love that, but if she wants to be on her own, that’s fine too. I love you, Dallas.”

A tear fell from her eyes and spilled onto her cheek. Leaning forward I kissed it away. The small caress of my lips on her cheek was like flint to dry kindling and I pushed her onto her back, covering her body with my own. Dallas spread her legs, welcoming me between her thighs with a moan of pure pleasure. “How are you feeling?” I asked, needing to know if she was still feeling sick before I went any further.

“Right this minute my stomach isn’t even on my mind. My pussy is drenched for you, babe.” She arched her back, pushing her jeans-clad pussy harder against my throbbing dick. “Make love to me.”

Without hesitating I reached for the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head before making quick work of her jeans, leaving her lying before me in just her panties and bra. Fuck, she was so beautiful. And all mine.

I took my time with her, slowly kissing every bare inch of her before undoing her bra and making a meal of those perfect tits. She cried out my name as I sucked one hard nipple into my mouth, her nails biting into the back of my neck as she held me against her. She tasted fresh and clean, with just a hint of something else that was completely her. Turning my head I took her other nipple deep, sucking harder on it than I had its twin.

While I made a meal of her tits my hands explored the rest of her body. Caressing up and down her sides, over her hips and between her legs. Her inner thighs were silky smooth and soft. I traced hearts over the delicate skin there with my thumb, unable to keep from showing her how much I loved her for even a minute. Moving higher I traced a heart over her damp panties, drawing a whimper from her lips.

“I want you inside of me, Ax.”

I lifted my head from her delicious breast. “Soon, baby. I’m having fun.” She made a protesting sound from deep in her throat but I ignored her as I kissed down her stomach, pausing just under her belly button ring to press a kiss there that had nothing to do with the desire burning through my blood. “Stay safe in there, kiddo.”

“I love you, Ax,” Dallas breathed, running her hands through my hair tenderly as I lingered on the spot I figured was where our baby was growing.

“Love you more, baby,” I assured her as I went back to kissing toward my favorite spot on her body.

Her hips arched off the bed as my mouth hovered over her panty covered mound. “Please, Ax. Please.”

“Shh, shh.” I tongued her through the cotton material, growling when her taste exploded on my tongue. “Fuck, you taste like heaven.” I tore her panties away, wanting my tongue on her swollen flesh. As soon as my lips latched onto her clit she screamed my name and I sucked on her long and hard, letting my lip piercing skim over it a few times as I teased her. When her thighs began to tremble I thrust two fingers inside of her, knowing that one wouldn’t be nearly enough for her right then.

Dallas shattered, her back arching off the bed and her hips thrusting up against my mouth as she rode out the intense orgasm I had just given her. I lapped up every trace of her release, swallowing every drop of her pleasure before finally pulling away.

Standing, I pulled my shirt over my head in a rush before carefully undoing my button and zipper. I was harder than I could ever remember being in my entire life right then so I didn’t want to hurt myself by getting caught on a fucking zipper. From the bed Dallas watched me with hooded eyes as I finished undressing and then covered her once more with my body.

My dick slid into her opening as if it had a mind of its own. As I sunk deep into her, my eyes closed for a moment, savoring her tight, scalding heat welcoming me home. Her lips brushed over my forehead as her fingertips trailed down my spine. Both the kiss and the caress were tender, loving. Buried inside of her, with her holding me like that, made my eyes burn and I lifted my head, needing her to see how she was affecting me.