Jada opened the door to her parents’ home and walked in with Reiner behind her. She knew they had drawn attention the minute they’d driven down the street. Fancy cars such as Reiner’s usually didn’t come onto their street. It had drawn the young kids to run out and stare as they’d passed by. The neighborhood was a hard-working blue-collar community, and things like his luxury car weren’t common.
“Mom! Dad!” she called out, walking through the home. She heard laughter coming from the family room. The smell of food cooking filled the air.
“We’re back here!” her mother answered.
They made their way to the family room, and Jada paused at the entryway. The butterflies in her stomach increased when her parents and Sky turned toward them. Her family stood to their feet with smiles, greeting her and Reiner.
“Dad, Mom, and Sky, this is my boyfriend, Reiner,” she said. She relaxed as they all shared handshakes and hugs.
“It’s about time. I’m starving!” Sky said, shaking Reiner’s hand. “My mother won’t even let me in the kitchen. Now you’re here, we can eat!”
“Sky!” Jada laughed at her brother. He was always hungry. Even though they were related, she never knew how he could eat them out of house and home and never gain any weight.
“From the smell in the air, I think I’m dating the wrong Dalton woman,” Reiner joked.
At that moment, Jada knew that everything would be okay. By the end of dinner, Reiner, her father, and brother were acting as if they were old friends.
“Mrs. Dalton, if Mr. Dalton ever pisses you off, you are more than welcome to come stay with me.” Reiner chuckled, pushing back from the table.
“You hush now.” Her mother laughed.
“Between you and Jada, I’m going to have to up my workouts. I might show up to training camp with a few extra pounds.” He patted his washboard abs, and Jada rolled her eyes.
“You boys head into the family room, while me and Jada clear the table,” Clare announced, shooing the men out of the room.
Jada stood and helped carry the dishes into the kitchen.
“So…” Jada began as she rinsed off the dishes and started loading them into the dishwasher. “What do you think?”
“I like him. He doesn’t seem like he’s some huge NFL superstar. He blends right in with our family,” her mother said, leaning against the counter. “So, where is this relationship going?”
“He wants me to move in with him, but I’m not sure I’m ready for that.” She glanced over at her mother to gauge her reaction.
“Now, don’t go looking to me for approval on that. I’ve raised you the best I can and I know you have a good head on your shoulders. You decide what is best for you,” Clare advised, patting her on the back.
“I know. But I feel like I’m still trying to make it in my industry. I don’t want anyone to accuse me of getting ahead because of Reiner,” she admitted. She had weathered the first storm. The media had accepted her as Reiner’s girlfriend. She turned the water off and faced her mother. “My success is so close. I can feel it and I know soon, my salon will be the salon that everyone will be dying to get in.”
“This is a tough decision to make, and just know that whatever decision you do make, your father and I will support.”
Clare opened her arms, and Jada fell into her mother’s warm embrace.
“Thanks, Mommy,” she murmured, returning her mother’s tight hug.
“The way Reiner looks at you reminds me of the way your father looks at me. Hold on to him, baby. He’s a keeper.” Her mother smiled as she pulled back.
“I know—”
Shouts from the family room caught their attention and cut off their conversation.
“The game,” they both said in unison.
Her mother scurried out of the kitchen, leaving Jada to finish up alone. She knew her mother wouldn’t want to miss any more of the game if the men were in there shouting like banshees.
She finished cleaning the kitchen and made her way back to the family room where the game was the center of attention. She balanced a few beers for the guys and ice teas for her and her mother and joined them. She handed everyone their drinks, walking behind the couch.
The family room was small, and her mother sat balanced on the edge of the couch next to her father, while Reiner was on the other end and Sky was in the recliner.
“That was a foul!” Sky shouted at the television.
She shook her head, moving around to Reiner’s side and perched on the arm near him. Her heart stuttered as she watched him with her family, and it hit her.
She loved him.
Unable to resist touching him, she leaned against him and ran her fingers through his thick hair. He glanced up at her and threw her a panty-melting smile. She placed a kiss on his forehead before his attention was snatched up by the game. They all jumped up to yell at the television. She could do nothing but chuckle.
Yes, he fit in quiet well.
“Jada!” Reiner called out, letting himself in his house. He saw her old car parked in his driveway in front of the garage. He heard her muffled voice coming from upstairs.
He tossed his duffle bag down and walked toward the stairs. Today he had been the final day of his charity summer football camp, and he was tired. His body was barely keeping up with the twenty-something new recruits, and it sure couldn’t keep up with the teenagers in his camp.
He jogged up the stairs and marched toward the master bedroom. His cock instantly hardened with the fantasy of her waiting in the bed naked for him. He couldn’t get enough of seeing her soft brown skin against his white down comforter. His hands tingled with the anticipation of putting his hands on her delectable flesh.
He sauntered into the bedroom and didn’t see her. Confused, he turned around in a circle.
“I’m in here,” her small voice came from the bathroom.
Concern filled him as he made his way to the en suite.
“Everything okay?” he asked, slowly pushing his way into the room. He found her sitting on the counter with wide eyes. “Baby. What is it? Did someone hurt you?”
Alarm filled his chest. Had the media said something about her again? He had stressed to her to not look at the gossip columns on the internet and the magazines that were sold in the stores.
“No.” She chuckled and wiped a lone tear from her face.
“Well, you’re scaring me, Jada. What is it?” He moved to her and stood between her open legs.
She was dressed in a soft t-shirt and leggings. Her sexy toes were painted fire-engine red. His gaze lingered on her feet, him not knowing when he’d started finding toes sexy.
He tipped her chin up so that he could look into her eyes.
“I’m pregnant.”
He blinked for a second, not sure he was hearing her correctly.
“What did you say?” His heart pounded while he searched her eyes.
“I’m pregnant.”
He cupped her jaw in his hands with a large grinning spreading across his face. “Are you sure?”
“These five tests confirmed it,” she whispered, waving her hands at the white sticks that he’d failed to see when he’d walked in.
“Baby, that is fucking awesome,” he exclaimed, scooping her up from the counter and twirling her around before he sat her back down.
The tension seemed to melt away from her as she took in his face.
“You’re not mad at me, are you?” she asked.
“How can I be mad at you? Those few times we had sex and didn’t use anything, that was my fault.” He laid a kiss on her plump lips. His heart was pounding. He could see no one else as the mother of his children. Jada was the perfect woman. Headstrong, stubborn, sexy, intelligent, and one hell of a cook. She would be the perfect role model for a future family.
“I was literally sitting here and had about four heart attacks waiting on you to come home.” She hung her head in embarrassment.
He tipped her head back up and stared deep into her eyes. “Jada, I wasn’t lying to you when I said that I wanted you. The past few months with you has been so fucking amazing. I think I’ve been in love with you since you bid a hundred grand on me. That showed me you were ready to go above and beyond to win me.”
“Hey! Do you know how nerve-racking that was?” She swatted him.
He grabbed her hand and held it against his chest.
“Tell me you love me again,” she said.
“I love you, Jada Dalton.”
“I love you, too, Reiner Strickland.”
He leaned in and covered her mouth with his, erasing her smile.
He needed her.
His woman.
His pregnant woman.
The alpha male in him wanted to pound his chest and yell for the world that his seed had impregnated his woman. Their clothes quickly hit the floor as they helped strip each other.
He picked Jada up from the counter with her legs immediately wrapping themselves around his waist while he carried her into his bedroom.
He needed to take her now.
Plunge his cock deep within her.
He gently laid her out on the bed and stood back and stared at her soft curves. He trailed his hands up her calves and up to the apex of her thighs. Her legs parted on their own as if inviting him in. The sight of her brown thighs and pussy made his knees weak.
He knelt on the bed and dove between her creamy smooth thighs, needing to taste his woman. He feasted on her, gathering her juices with his tongue. Her taste was exquisite. There was nothing like it. Honey and peaches.
He continued to ravage her, making her entire body tremble from head to toe. She reached her peak, screaming his name. He loved when she rode his face, tugging on his hair as she guided her pussy farther into his mouth.
He climbed over her and settled in the valley of her thighs. They wouldn’t need protection now. His seed had already taken. Just the thought that her body was growing his baby drove him wild.
“You’re pregnant with my baby,” he murmured against her lips.
He trailed kisses down to her plump breasts. Her full, round mounds and dark areolas called for his tongue. He bathed both of them, making sure to suck them deep within his mouth. He knew she loved when he paid such attention to her breasts. The blunt tip of his cock was nestled in her folds as he nipped her left breast.
“Yes,” she hissed, thrusting her hips as if to impale herself on his cock.
He burned a trail of kisses along her flesh.
“You want this cock in you?” he asked, dragging his teeth across her shoulder while she protested.
“Yes,” she cried out, rubbing her pussy against the head of his cock.
He became covered in her juices as it ran out of her tight slit.
They both let loose a yell when he surged deep within her. Her walls gripped him tight. He pulled back and repeated his motion with her honey coating him.
This was his woman.
He couldn’t control himself.
She carried their future.
His seed.
His cock swelled with the sounds of her moans growing louder with each deep thrust.
“Harder,” she gasped, wrapping her legs around his waist. She coaxed him on with her nails digging deep into his shoulders.
He loved when she voiced what she wanted.
His final control snapped.
His hips went on autopilot, the headboard of the bed pounding into the wall with every hard thrust.
“Jada,” he growled and felt the familiar tingling in his balls.
He withdrew from her and flipped her over. He slammed into her from behind. She called his name as he continued to plunge into her.
“I love having you this deep in me,” she gasped, driving her hips back to meet him.
He reached around her, and his fingers found her clit. He worked her clit, feeling his orgasm building in him. He didn’t want to come without her.
“Jada,” he growled. “Come with me.”
He pinched her swollen nub, sending her skyrocketing. He joined her, shouting his release and filling her with his seed. They fell onto the bed in a tangle of arms and legs. His breaths were coming fast, as were hers. He pulled her to him and brushed her hair from her face.
“I love you, baby,” he murmured, placing a kiss on her forehead. “You’ve made me the happiest man in the world.”