CHAPTER 30 - DREAM

I grilled the steaks to perfection even though Chance had passed out, and I had even done the mushrooms and onions along with the potatoes just like he’d wanted. I spooned them out onto a platter and wrapped them up hoping they’d still be good enough to eat whenever he woke up.

After I washed my hands and left the food in the kitchen, I found my purse on the couch where I’d dropped it and headed to the upstairs bathroom. I had one more thing to do before Chance woke up, and that was to take the test I’d bought. I needed to know for sure if I was pregnant.

I opened the box and read the instructions, which basically was me pissing on the stick where indicated. I did the deed, and as soon as I placed the stick on the counter to wait, I heard a loud crash in the living room. I left it where it lay and ran down to find Chance getting up off the floor.

“Fuck.” He dusted himself off and tried to gather his wits. His phone had startled him awake, and he silenced the thing, which was barely making noise at all. “Damn think vibrated and fell on my nuts. I jumped up and fell on my face.”

I tried hard to stifle a laugh. After the way he’d been acting, he kind of deserved a nut shot. “Let me cook us something. Maybe I’ll sober up.”

“We’ve already had this conversation, big guy. I grilled the steaks, and I wrapped them up not twenty minutes ago.”

“Fuck, I wanted to do for you. I really screwed the whole night up, didn’t I? I wanted to tell you something important.”

“That you love me?” I kissed his lips with a quick peck.

“Yeah. How’d you know?”

“You already told me.”

He raked his hands through his hair. “Are you fucking kidding me? I’m sorry. I don’t remember much since I left the diner.”

“It’s okay. I love you too.” I took his hand and locked my fingers with his and then he pulled me close and kissed me hard and deep until I sagged against the wall.

He stepped back and let out a deep breath as if trying to catch his wits.

“Let’s go eat before those steaks are not edible.” I took his hand and led him to the kitchen table where I sat him down and prepared his plate for him.

“Dream, what else did I say?”

“Just that I am the best thing that ever happened to you and you are so sorry for being a huge douche these past few days,” I said with a wink.

He looked at me, trying to decide if I was telling the truth or not, but just ended up shrugging. “Sounds about right. So you really love me too?” he asked.

I put my fork down and looked him square in the eye. “I do.”

We feasted our steaks, and he sobered up little by little as he fed, and then when we were done, he leaned over and kissed me. “Let’s go upstairs.”

I nodded, taking his hand. But as we passed the downstairs bathroom, he ducked inside. “Pit stop, but don’t go anywhere without me. I’m going to need your help going upstairs.” He let out a little chuckle and shut the door. I thought of the test upstairs and knew I needed to get to it before he did. I didn’t want it to upset him.

When he came out, he pulled me close and held onto my waist. “Carry me up, baby. I need you to tuck me in.” He wagged his brows and then grabbed my ass, giving it a squeeze.

I wanted to duck into the bathroom, but by the time we walked past it, he had his hand up my skirt and in my panties and the pleasure was so amazing, I let him lead me to the bed and lay me back.

He pumped his hands, scissoring his fingers to stroke my walls and I moaned in pleasure as he growled and buried his face between my legs.

He had me over the edge in no time, and I gripped his hair gently, holding him against me, rubbing my slit against his tongue as he licked and lapped at my tender, wet flesh.

“I could devour you, baby. You taste so fucking good.” He slipped his fingers down and against my ass, pushing against the back entrance as he tongued the front one.

The pleasure was more than I could stand and yet I had this burning need to have something fill me up. “I need you inside of me, Chance.” I needed to feel his bulging cock throbbing inside my channel and taking me to the edge of passion and over it.

He stood, leaving me with my panties pushed to the side, and my skirt hiked up over my hips, to strip off his pants. His cock fell forward, jutting from his hips and begging for attention.

My mouth watered and I couldn’t stop myself from raising up and taking him into my mouth. His flesh was so delicious, the perfect mixture of sweet and salt, and his head was like a hot pepper burning against my tongue as I closed my mouth around it and tongued the tiny slit.

“Fuck, baby. Take that fucking cock down your throat. I love it when you let me fuck your pretty mouth.” He stood still until I urged his hips forward as if giving them permission to fuck me. Soon he was thrusting without encouragement, and his cock filling up my throat, closing off until I gasped for air. I pulled away and took a deep breath, and he pulled me up to my feet and spun me around.

Once he had me bent forward, he rubbed his cock, which was still moist with my spit, between my labia. He stroked me with his shaft and then pressed his thumb against my tight star.

“I’m going to fuck this too.” He pushed his cock into my pussy and then filled my other hole with his thumb, which he pumped in and out in an opposite rhythm so that a part of him never left me.

The pleasure grew so intense that moments later I felt like I was out of my body and looking down on myself. “I’m going to come!” I pushed myself against him, pulling him deep as my walls milked his cock.

“Fuck! Me too, baby.” He gripped my hips, holding himself hard against me as he filled my pussy with his hot seed. I felt the tickle as it shot into me, and it felt amazing as I pulsed around his cock.

He pulled out long enough to let his release trickle down my thighs, and then he raked his finger along the wetness and brought it to my mouth where I sucked his fingers clean.

He kissed my mouth like he wanted to experience the taste himself, and then he turned and walked toward the door. “I’ll be right back. I need a drink of water,” he said with a raspy voice. He disappeared around the corner, and I lay back feeling sated; blissful that we were going to be together.

As soon as he appeared in the doorway, looking down at something small in his hands, my heart sank. “What the hell is this?” His eyes filled with tears as he held up the pregnancy test.

“Oh, shit, I forgot all about that,” I said, sitting up. “It’s got a plus sign.” He held it out. “That means you’re pregnant, right?”

My heart thrummed so hard that it was loud in my ears. “What? You’re kidding!” I was across the room so fast my feet barely touched the floor.

“No, that’s what it says.” He held it out, and I looked to the indicator to see a tiny pink plus sign. “We’re going to have a baby?” He wobbled a little on his feet, and I led him to the bed where he sat looking like someone had knocked the wind out of him.

“I’ll call around and see if I can’t get into a doctor’s office. We should really make sure we confirm it until we get too excited, right?”

“I’ll drive you down to the pharmacy, and we’ll buy one of each kind if you want, but I remember reading a long time ago that false positives are not that common.”

“Can we still go and get another test?” I asked.

He pulled me into his arms and kissed me. “Yes, if you want.” I pulled my skirt down and straightened my hair as he went across the room and grabbed his pants.

Ten minutes later we were on our way to the store in his truck. “If by some reason it’s not, we’ll keep trying, right? I mean, this is a sign or something?”

“Star can even help us pick names, and we’ll turn the guest room into a nursery.”

“Then it’s settled. No matter what, we’re going to be parents?” The talk was logical in our insanity, and we were so pumped up, we didn’t want the magic to end.

By the time I drove us to the pharmacy, I had to pee, so once we got inside and purchased the test, he walked me to the public restroom and handed me the box. “Here?” I wasn’t sure it was the best place.

“Fuck, you’re right. Let’s get home. But you’re going to have to hold it.” We hurried to the truck, and I drove like crazy back to the cabin.

I beelined for the downstairs bathroom as soon as he unlocked the door and I stepped out a minute later holding the test and waiting for it to do its magic.

Chance was more nervous than I was and had sobered up fairly quickly. “Don’t look at it. It’s like a pot of water; it won’t boil if you’re looking at it.” He paced the floor and held onto the kitchen timer. When it dinged, he nearly tripped coming over to take my hand. “On three.”

“One. Two. Three.” We both looked down and screamed for joy when we saw the plus sign staring back at us.

Before I knew it, I was off my feet and spinning around in a circle, which he soon realized wasn’t the best motion for either of us. I didn’t know who was greener when we stopped spinning, but it took us both a minute to gain our balance and holding onto one another helped.

He pulled me close giving me a tender kiss. “You’re so sexy. Even sexier carrying my baby.”

“Yeah?” I gave him another peck on the lips.

“Yeah, look what it does to me.” He took my hand and pressed it against his pants. “I can’t wait to get inside of you. I can’t wait until you’re big and pregnant with my baby.” He rubbed my tummy and then leaned down to kiss it.

“You’re going to be the most amazing father.” He took my hand and led me to the bed where he made love to me, slowly and tenderly.