The One I Love

I pulled the dress up my body and pushed my hands through the holes in the straps. I reached back and zipped it up, looking at the body that I now had. Blaine told me every day that he loved the curves that the baby had brought me, and now, standing in the bathroom, looking at my reflection, I was inclined to agree. I could hear the baby cooing outside the door as Blaine bounced him up and down in his arms, waiting for me to finish dressing. There was something unbelievably sexy about Blaine as a father, and he had jumped right into it without even a blink in his eyes. It had been a year since I had told him that I was expecting, and we used the date as an anniversary of sorts, one that signified the moment our lives changed forever.

I quietly opened the bathroom door after checking my makeup and leaned against the doorframe, listening as Blaine talked softly to the baby. He looked up at the kitchen as Floppy Junior, our new puppy, and son of the original Miss Floppy, came stumbling out, tripping over his ears. I stifled a laugh as Blaine stopped and knelt down on the step, reaching out to help the puppy to his feet. He smiled at the baby and then looked back at the puppy.

“You need to watch those ears, buddy,” he said. “You are part of the family now, and we need you to stay happy and healthy.”

I took in a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom, my heels clacking on the smooth wooden floors as Blaine looked up at me. He smiled with charm and walked toward me, leaning in and kissing me on the cheek. I closed my eyes and felt the electricity of his touch surge through my chest. He still made me feel the same way he had the first time we’d kissed. Only now, he was a strength and comfort in my life that I never thought I would feel.

“I see you like the puppy,” I said, smiling and picking the furry little guy up.

“He’s all right,” Blaine said, clearing his throat and looking down at the baby as he cooed in Blaine’s arms. “Oh, now you’re telling on me, too? Traitors everywhere.”

I laughed and leaned forward, kissing the puppy and carrying him over to his crate. I put him inside and watched as he attempted to open the door that I had strategically sealed to avoid his escape. I smiled and shook my head, remembering when I used to find his mother running around the shop early in the morning.

“Like mother, like son,” I said with a smile.

Blaine walked beside me and smiled, offering me his arm as we headed out the door. We made our way out to the car parked on the street and buckled Tucker into his car seat before sliding into the car ourselves. I was impressed when we showed up at the restaurant, not realizing that Blaine had gone above and beyond to make the night as special as possible. He had rented out the entire place for me, him, and the baby, giving us complete and total privacy.

As we walked through the dining room, Blaine looked over at me and smiled, rubbing the baby’s head. I looked up and gasped, seeing the contrast of elegance and empty tables. In the center of the room was one round table, accented with candles and roses. There were two chairs and a high chair placed around the white table cloth, and the lights were dim and romantic. Blaine took the baby from me and sat him in the chair before turning to me and pulling out my seat. I nodded at him and sat, feeling him scoot the chair up underneath me. I expected him to take the seat across from me, but he stayed standing, watching as the server came and poured me a glass of champagne.

“I can still remember the day that I met you, with your wild eyes, sexy blue dress, and interesting way about you,” Blaine said, walking around to face me. “You told me that you weren’t the girl I was looking for, and at that moment, I knew that you might be wrong. I went home alone, a lonely bachelor dreaming of a girl he had only met for two seconds. Luckily, I had some good friends that made it possible for me to contact you. After our fir

st date, I knew that I would never be able to look at another woman the same way. You’ve given me so many things in this relationship, I’ve lost count. Most importantly, you gave me our child, this beautiful baby that I can’t take my eyes off, unless I’m staring at you, of course. You made me the man that I am today, and you continue to push me to be even better and even stronger. You have given me so many things to look forward to, and not a single one of them has to do with work. To go from career obsessed to family obsessed was quite a feat, but it happened to me long before you showed me that little white test.”

I sat there and smiled, leaning my elbows on the table and resting my head in my hands. It wasn’t often that Blaine talked about our relationship, and this was the most he had ever said at one time. He didn’t need to say how he felt on a daily basis. He showed me every second of the day. He protected us, cared for us, and made sure that Tucker and I were safe and secure all the time. Still, sitting there and hearing the words was extremely moving, and I couldn’t help but be captivated by every word that came from his mouth. He reached over, picked up his glass of champagne, and took a long sip. I smiled at him, expecting that he was done and ready to sit down. I went to say something back, but before I could, he cleared his throat and walked toward me.

“Reese, I have spent countless days sitting in my living room, my office chair, laying in my bed, and riding in my car, thinking about you in my life,” he said, bending down on one knee and taking my hand. “I imagined us traveling the world, making a family, and spending the rest of our lives hand in hand, growing old together. You have given me the most beautiful baby ever born, and now, I’m asking one more thing of you. Please, make me the happiest and most content man on earth by promising me that you will become my wife.”

My hand flew up to my mouth, and I gasped, not expecting the proposal at all. He reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out a small black box, opening it up and revealing a large round diamond, surrounded by many small diamonds. He pulled the ring out of the box and looked at me, waiting for an answer.

“Yes,” I said, laughing. “Of course, I will marry you.”

I stood up as he did and wrapped my arms around his neck. I leaned in to kiss him deeply. He’d made all of my dreams come true thus far, and now, he was making our love permanent and eternal. He slipped the ring on my finger and smiled, kissing me on the cheek and leaning over and kissing his son on the top of his head. He sat down across the table and leaned forward, winking at me the way he did when we first met. I was completely enamored by this man.

We spent dinner talking about our pending nuptials, about the baby, and about our future. He wanted to buy a house outside of the city with a big yard that we could let the puppy run around in. I teased him, knowing he really had fallen for the puppy, but he just blushed and denied it more. On the way home from the restaurant, we held hands tightly, our excitement over the engagement and the love between us becoming extremely arousing. I could feel the lust building between us, and I knew that when we got home, I wanted to make love to him in a way that I never had before. I wanted to show him just how much I loved him, and I wanted to jumpstart our future with our bodies entangled with each other.

When we reached the penthouse, I quietly walked the baby back to his nursery, watching and smiling as Blaine took the puppy from the pen and headed down to walk him. We were an amazing team, and most of the time, we didn’t even need to speak to know what each other was doing. I walked into the nursery and swayed back and forth for several moments, making sure Tucker was good and asleep. Slowly, I leaned over the crib and gently laid him down, kissing my hand and pressing it against his forehead. I left the room and closed the door behind me, seeing Blaine standing in the middle of the living room floor, looking as dashing as ever.

I slowly walked over to him, reaching my hands down and taking his as I leaned forward and kissed his lips. He wrapped his hands around my shoulders and pulled me into his body, forcing a small whimper from my throat. When we pulled away, I looked him in the eyes and smiled mischievously, taking his hand and pulling him back toward the bedroom. I set the baby monitor on the dresser and pulled him close, reaching my hands up and pulling his jacket down and tossing it on the chair. I turned back and began to unbutton his shirt, one button at a time, looking deep into his eyes. I pulled my hands to the inside edges of his shirt and pushed it apart, revealing his strong, tanned chest.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his shoulder and moved inward as I rolled his shirt down his arms and dropped it to the floor. Immediately, my hands rubbed up his stomach and across his rippling muscles. His arms moved up and over my shoulders, grabbing my zipper and sliding it down, pushing the straps off my shoulders, and letting my dress drop to my feet. I carefully stepped out of it and watched as he unbuckled his pants, took them off, and watched me as I unclasped my bra, letting it slide down my arms, my breasts spilling out and bouncing up and down.

Blaine walked forward and leaned down, wrapping his mouth around my nipple, flicking his tongue sensually against it. I leaned my head back and moaned softly, feeling sparks of electricity bounce from my tit through my chest. He ran his hands slowly down my sides, picking his head back up and stepping forward, cupping my cheek with his hand and pressing his lips erotically against mine. I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue to enter, and whimpered as he rolled it around in my mouth, tasting me all over again. I had never felt passion like this before, and I let my head fall into his arms as he moved his lips all over my body. My knees were shaking, and I could barely stand, so I took a step backward and sat down on the bed, looking forward at his strong cock, struggling to get free from his boxers.

My hands moved forward and grabbed him by the hips, pulling him toward me. I looked up and bit my bottom lip, letting him know I was starting this one off.

Epilogue

Blaine

Chills ran up my spine as I watched her lick her lips and bite down on her bottom lip. I stood in front of her and ran my hand down my cock, feeling how hard and massive it had gotten. She pushed my hand to the side and hooked her fingers into my boxers, pulling them slowly down to my ankles and tossing them to the side. She leaned back up and grabbed my cock with her hand, steadying it as she ran her lips across the tip. I took in a deep breath as her lips parted and she slowly slid her mouth down and around the entirety of my shaft. I groaned loudly, feeling her sucking hard at the back of her throat as she pulled her head back and came up for air.

I thrust my hips forward, wanting more, needing to feel her plump red lips around my cock. She smiled and began bobbing her head up and down, opening her throat and taking me completely in. I wrapped my hand through her hair, feeling the need for control, but loving how she took charge. I watched as she sucked my cock fast and deep, her eyes watering as she looked up at me just before plunging back down and holding her mouth still, letting her throat contract around my shaft. Slowly, she moved her mouth back up, puckering her lips as she slurped at the tip of my dick. She pulled her head back and smiled as she dropped my dick from her hands and slid back on the bed until her back was pressed against the frame.

I stepped forward, but she put her hand up, asking me to wait. She lifted her hips from the bed and pulled her panties off, tossing them to the side and spreading her legs wide apart. My heart began to beat faster as she took her fingers and spread her wet folds apart, running her fingers down and through the wetness. She glanced down at my dick, and I reached around, wrapping my hand around it and beginning to pump my fist up and down my erection. A coy smiled moved across her lips, and she brought her other hand forward, taking over the rubbing of her clit as those fingers moved down and pushed deep inside of her.

Watching her was the hottest thing I had ever done before, and even though she spoke no words, the moaning coming from her throat told me every pleasure she was feeling. I watched as she leaned her head back and kept her eyes fixated on my cock. Her fingers began to move faster and deeper with every push, and her screams matched the rhythm of her fingers perfectly. I could see that she was reaching the edge of her orgasm, and I gritted my teeth, wanting to fuck her so badly.

Suddenly, her back arched, and her body twitched. Loud moans escaped her breathless throat. She pushed and pulled, finger-fucking herself until she came hard, her body rigid from the ecstasy flowing through her veins. As soon as her body had relaxed and her fingers had retracted, I lunged forward, throwing my face into her juices. I wanted to make her come again and fast, back to back. I reached my hand up and began to feverishly rub her clit, flicking my tongue in and out of her. She tried to squirm away, but I grabbed onto her and pulled her back toward my face.