Chapter Eighteen – Rebekah

It feels weird taking Bryn to my apartment since it’s much more normal for us to hang out at his, he has the space and a much nicer kitchen than I do, but since he asks and he wants to see more of my life, who am I to tell him no? This feels like a new phase of us and I love it. He’s accepting me and the baby which is everything.

Of course, Tia wasn’t pleased and I’m sure that cheerleading won’t be the most fun in the world, but it’s been hard anyway, so why should now be any different? I’ve coped, I’m sure I can continue to do so. With Bryn by my side I can tackle anything anyway. It’s always been that way. He’s my rock and I’m sure that’ll grow.

“So, things went well then?” I ask him, feeling pleased. “That’s good news, isn’t it?”

I slide the key into the lock and I turn to face him with a smile on my face, but he doesn’t look as happy as me. His lips are slightly curled downwards while he thinks. I wonder what’s going on in his brain.

“Yeah, I think it is good news, but I’m pretty sure that Coach is only giving me this chance because he’s freaked out that the team is going downhill and he doesn’t want us to lose out. We’re so close to the finals now.”

“Well, that doesn’t matter.” I rub his arms gently in what I hope is a reassuring gesture. “It’s still good.”

“Yeah, maybe.” He offers me a one shouldered shrug. “As long as I don’t screw it up.”

“You won’t. I will make sure that I’m not a distraction anymore. I’ll do whatever I can to make it work.”

He wraps his arms around me and holds me close to his chest in a surprising affectionate gesture. I can hear his heart racing against his chest which calms me for just a second. At least we’re here. Through everything that’s happened we’re still together in this moment which means everything to me. I thought that I’d lost him, I assumed that he didn’t want anything to do with the baby, but now… well, now there’s a hope for us.

“I love you,” he suddenly whispers into my ear, making me jump. “I really do, you know?”

I pull back to look him in the eye. My wide eyes are as shocked as my heart. “You… you love me?” I gasp. “Are you serious? You love me?” My chest feels tight under the pressure of those words. “I… I…”

“I know that it’s quick.” His tone is warm and sweet. “I don’t expect you to say it back, but I just…”

“No, no.” His words have struck a chord with me, it’s hit home and I know why. It’s because I do feel the same, but I haven’t allowed myself to accept that until right now. “I love you too, I really do. I love you so much.”

He crashes his lips into mine and envelops me in a kiss. My pulse races at the speed of light as I really feel his love surrounding me. It might be quick, he’s right about that, but things are different for us. We aren’t like every other couple. We have a baby on the way which intensifies everything tenfold. We are allowed to be in love. But it isn’t just his words that make me feel that way, it’s his actions too. Since coming back to me – or I went to him but I’m not going to get stuck on technicalities – he’s been absolutely wonderful. He’s shown me his love.

“Come on.” I giggle while grabbing onto his hand and tugging on him. “Let’s go in now.”

Once inside my apartment, I can see Bryn’s eyes hungrily drinking everything in. I glance around too, but much more critically than he is. I see that I should have straightened up a bit, but then I didn’t know I would have guests. It’s just too small for me to keep it immaculate all the time. Plus, I’m never here anymore.

“I think we’re going to have to move into my place,” he replies with a chuckle. “It’s much bigger, for the baby.” He circles his arms around my waist. “I don’t think we’ll all fit in here, do you?”

“Now you’re asking me to move in with you?” I toss my head back in mirth. “You’re nuts, aren’t you?”

“I do want you to move in with me. Of course, I do.” I’m shocked. I didn’t expect that. “You will, right?”

I find myself nodding and agreeing with him without really thinking about it. I suppose it makes sense, we’re in this now. Really in, so why not take it one step further? We’re in love, we’re committed, we’re going to have a baby. I suppose we should start thinking about the future, shouldn’t we? It’s the smart thing to do.

As I agree, Bryn lifts me from the ground and scoops me up into his arms as if I weigh nothing. He makes me feel delicate and feminine. It’s a nice feeling which makes me even sexier, even more turned on.

“So, this is your bedroom?” he asks while throwing me back on the bed. “It’s very… purple.”

“Oh, shut up, will you?” I hook my arm around his neck and bring his mouth back to mine.

We kiss passionately and he presses his body into mine. I can feel his rock hard body, his steel cock, his thick, muscular thighs, and a cry flies out of my mouth as I’m encased in a burning hot bliss. I roll my hips into him, I press myself against him, I try to let him know that I’m absolutely pulsing for him. I need him.

This man loves me, I think with an ecstatic grin. We’re going to be a family!

I find enough inner strength to flip Bryn around so it’s his back pinned to the bed sheets, then I press my lips against his throat, his chest, I hook up his tee shirt and I move my mouth down his abs. There’s a sheen of salty sweat covering his skin as he writhes beneath me. I see his fingers curling around so his fists can clutch onto the sheets and he bucks his hips towards me. Already I’m sending him wild, so as I tantalizingly drag his trousers down, the groaning becomes even more intense. He sounds like he’s losing his freaking mind.

“Oh, fuck, Rebekah,” he gasps as my fingers work towards him. “Fucking hell, that feels so good.”

I yank his underwear out of the way and watch with delight as his cock springs free. I wrap my fingers around his shaft and my ragged breaths fall rapidly out of my mouth. I slide my fingers up and down him, touching him everywhere, even flicking my thumb over his highly sensitive tip, driving him wild.

Then, I dip my head towards him and I wrap my lips tightly around him. I slide my mouth down to his base, allowing his cock to hit the back of my throat. He fills my lips and it feels fucking incredible. Especially as his thighs tense up and I can feel how much he likes this. I drag my lips up and down him, flicking my tongue all over him in the way that I know he likes. I love knowing what really works for him, it makes me feel even more connected to him than before. I’ve seen sides to him that he just doesn’t let out easily.

“Oh fuck.” Bryn’s fingers fly into my hair and he knots his fingers around my locks. He guides my head up and down him and I freaking love it. He might be controlling my movements but I have all the power over his body and that makes me feel wonderful. Right now, this man belongs totally to me, and I don’t have to give him up. He’s mine now forever… or at least, I hope he will be. I don’t want this to end.

“Oh, Rebekah, this is too much.” He sounds like he can barely stand it anymore, his cock starts to tremble between my lips. I pick up the pace without him needing to guide me. I want him to lose himself.

But then he pulls me off him to stop me. “No, not like this. Come up here.” He drags me up his body and kisses me hard. He tugs at my clothing, he undresses me rapidly, and I help him along the way. Once I’m naked, I rest on his tip, needing to feel all of him. Ironically, this is the one moment that I think about using protection, but I quickly throw that idea out of my brain. It’s a bit late for that now!

I push myself into a sitting position and I slide myself onto him, groaning with bliss as I feel him brushing against my walls, filling me up. He feels fucking incredible, and since this was something that I thought I’d lost, my head is spinning with joy. I press my hands against his chest and I ride him at a pace that feels phenomenal to me. I chase my own orgasm greedily, needing to get that release, and luckily because I’ve already driven Bryn wild with my mouth, he’s close to the edge already. His desire is already about to swallow him up completely.

Eventually he sits up too and I can feel him even deeper. I toss my head backwards, allowing the pleasure to claim me. My hair tickles my back, his fingers brush against my skin, it’s almost like I can feel everything more intensely. My skin is on fire, prickles race all over me, I’m flushed, hot, and heady as hell. I’m hyper aware of everything to do with me and him, but the rest of the world is nothing. It’s all blurred, background noise. Just like it always is when Bryn’s around. He’s the only thing in focus and color. It’s all about him.

I cling to Bryn tightly as the boiling hot orgasm creeps through my veins, heating up my entire body. It buzzes everywhere. I can feel it in my toes, in my legs, in my stomach. It’s crawling up through my body, taking over me completely. Me and Bryn buck our hips in unison, we’re connected in every single way. Even his lips are touching mine, brushing all over me, making the love swell powerfully in my chest. I love him and accepting and knowing that feels amazing. It makes my heart feel free and absolutely excitable.

“Oh fuck, Bryn!” I cry out his name as I tumble into the pit of bliss. My body shatters, my bones rattles, my heart almost explodes as I succumb to the pleasure. I tumble head first into the abyss and it feels amazing. It’s everything. Bryn holds me close, loving me with everything that he has the entire time. It’s wonderful. My head flies in the clouds, my body is consumed by the most amazing feeling heat of all time, I’m shuddering under the intense pressure of it all. The fire that Bryn has lit in me isn’t dimming, it just keeps getting so much stronger.

I don’t know what’s going to happen next, the future could hold anything. If this journey has taught me anything then it’s that, but I do feel more secure now. I don’t feel quite so alone. I look at Bryn intensely, allowing his face to fill me up, and it only makes the bliss last longer. The pleasure just keeps coming and coming…

“I love you,” I gasp out one more time, wanting to say it again. “I love you so much.”

Bryn kisses me on the cheek. “I love you too, Rebekah. You honestly have no idea.”