Chapter 9
CHAPTER NINE
Later that night, after the kids were in bed, Addison knew it was time to talk to Ricky about Brady. She didn’t want to. She still had an uneasy feeling about her ex coming back into her life so suddenly. She couldn’t put her finger on why, but things had been going so well with her, Ricky, and their family, she couldn’t help but think Brady’s arrival would shake things up…in a not-so-good way.
“Come here,” Ricky said from the couch, holding out a hand to her.
Addison walked over and let him pull her down next to him. She leaned into him, feeling some of the stress of the day dissipate a little. Being with him always did that for her. She was an independent woman, had been a single mother for over a decade, and yet having someone to lean on, to talk through stressful situations, was a gift she didn’t truly appreciate until now.
She decided to not beat around the bush, but to come right out and tell Ricky what happened at the hospital. She sat up a little and said, “Ellory’s biological father was at the hospital today.”
“ What ? Are you joking?”
Okay, maybe just blurting that out hadn’t been the best way to break the news to Ricky. He was obviously shocked, but surprisingly, he sounded pissed too. “No. We were waiting to be called back when he approached me.”
“Was Ellory there too?”
“Well yeah, but across the room. She didn’t see him or hear what we were talking about.”
“What did he want? Where has he been all this time? Did he apologize for leaving you high and dry with an infant? For not sending you any of the money he promised?”
“Um…no to the second two questions, and I don’t know where he’s been. He seemed just as surprised to see me as I was to see him. I guess he’s working there. At the hospital. He’s a janitor.”
“And? What did he want?” Ricky asked, his hazel gaze boring into her own.
“He said he wanted to meet Ellory. I’m assuming he wants to get to know her.”
At that, Ricky stood up and began to pace. “ No .”
“Ricky, he’s her father.”
“Is he?” he countered, stopping and staring down at her. “Was he there when she cried in the middle of the night? How many diapers did he change? He didn’t send you a dime, Addison. He up and left without one backward glance when she was a month old. And now he wants to be a part of her life? That’s bullshit.”
Addison shouldn’t have been surprised at his animosity toward her ex, and yet she still kind of was. But that just showed what a good man she’d married. He’d been a father for such a short time, and yet he was more a father to her daughter than her biological dad had ever been.
“Ricky? Sit. Please,” Addison said, patting the cushion next to her.
She saw him take a deep breath before he returned to her side.
“I know. I thought all the same things as you. But he is her biological father. What kind of mother would I be if I didn’t allow her to at least meet him?”
“Smart?” Ricky bit out.
Addison sighed. He was making this extremely difficult, but she understood. She did.
“Sorry, I’m protective of her,” Ricky said, running a hand through his hair. “And you. I don’t like this guy. I know I haven’t even met him, but what kind of man up and leaves his girlfriend right after she gives birth to his daughter?”
“A young, immature one?” Addison asked with a shrug.
“That’s no excuse. There are plenty of fathers out there who are young, or younger than your ex was, who have stepped up. They haven’t abandoned their children. I just question his motives. He could’ve reached out at any point. Why now? Was it really a coincidence that he saw you today? Did he know you were here in Riverton the whole time? Was he here? Wait, is he married? Does he have other kids?”
“I don’t know.”
It was Ricky’s turn to sigh. “Right. So what now?”
“I guess I need to sit Ellory down and talk to her. Tell her that her biological father lives here in town and wants to meet her. We can play it by ear after that. She’s a smart kid. If he has some ulterior motive, she’ll sense it. But if he’s genuine about his desire to get to know his daughter, I want that for her.”
“You gonna ask for child support?” Ricky practically growled.
“No.”
“You should.”
“Here’s the thing, if he starts giving me money, that gives him more of a right to see Ellory. If things don’t go well, I don’t want her to be forced to see him. Yes, he could always take me to court, but I don’t see him doing that.”
“You don’t know the person he is now.”
“True. But still, I don’t want or need his money.”
“What do you need from me?”
That right there was one of the many reasons she loved and respected this man. It was obvious he wasn’t happy about Brady coming back into their lives, but he was willing to support her while they navigated this new wrinkle…and that meant the world to her.
“There’s no way I’ll let him be alone with her, at least to start. Will you come with me when we meet with him?”
“That’s a given. There’s no way I’d let you guys go by yourselves. What else?”
“Help me watch her? Look for signs that she’s meeting with him because she thinks it’s what I want, or something else is wrong. Listen to her if she wants to talk about it? I’m not sure she’ll talk to me about how she’s feeling.”
“I can do that. How are you doing with this?” Ricky asked.
“It’s not really about me.”
“Of course it is. This is a man you once thought you’d spend the rest of your life with. You had a baby with him. And then he up and left, and now he’s back out of the blue. Do you still have feelings for him?”
“What? No! Hell no . I’m a completely different person than I was when I was in my early twenties. Besides, why would I want him when I have you ?”
Ricky smiled. “True.”
“Big bad Navy SEAL or a deadbeat dad…no comparison,” Addison said.
“Hey…hear that?” Ricky asked, tilting his head to the side.
Addison frowned. “No? I don’t hear anything.”
“Exactly. The kids are asleep. With luck, they’ll stay that way. Whaddaya say we head to our room?”
And just like that, Addison clued in to what he was hinting at. “Yes.”
“Yes?” Ricky asked.
In response, Addison stood and held out her hand to him silently.
He stood as he took her hand, and then he was leading her down the hall to their bedroom. He shut the door firmly behind them and turned to face her. “Be sure, Addy.”
“I’m sure,” she told him, feeling anticipation flow through her veins.
“Go ahead and use the bathroom first,” he said, his gaze glued to hers.
Addison backed away from him toward the bathroom, only turning around once she was through the door. Inside, she took a deep breath then quickly used the bathroom and brushed her teeth. She was finished in minutes, more than ready for what was to come.
Ricky was standing where she’d left him. In the middle of the room, staring at the door behind her as if he was afraid she’d turn back around and slip out the bathroom window or something.
“All done,” she said, feeling a little awkward.
Ricky finally nodded and on his way past her, stopped to kiss her temple before continuing into the bathroom.
The second the door closed behind him, Addison spun toward the dresser. She pulled out her sleep shorts and top and whipped off her clothes. She made it under the covers just as the bathroom door reopened.
To her surprise, Ricky walked out completely naked. Addison had a feeling her mouth was hanging open, but she couldn’t help it. She’d seen the man wearing only his boxers, but nothing could have prepared her for the sight of him without a stitch of clothing on.
He was sexy, stacked, and intimidating.
She was a thirty-something mother. Yeah, she was tall and slender…but almost too slender. She’d always wished she had more curves. The last thing she wanted was to be worrying about what she looked like right now, but she couldn’t help it when she was faced with Ricky’s utter perfection.
He didn’t hesitate to walk to the bed and pull back the covers. He climbed in and scooted over to where Addison lay frozen, leaning on an elbow next to her.
“Hey,” he said softly.
“Hey,” she returned.
“We don’t have to do this if you aren’t ready,” he told her, obviously reading her body language.
“No, I want to. I just…Ricky, you’re perfect.”
He snorted. “Hardly.”
Addison licked her lips nervously.
One of his hands rested on her breastbone in the middle of her chest. “Breathe, Addy. Let me make you feel good. We can just do what we did this morning. There’s no pressure here. None. Understand?”
And just like that, her nerves dissipated. This was Ricky. The man who didn’t blink when he had to change pee-covered sheets. The guy who patiently read the same book four times in a row to Yana because she demanded it of him. Who volunteered to go to Ellory’s school for Career Day even though he and his team were in the middle of planning what was probably a very dangerous mission to some far-flung spot in the world. Who stood up to Ellory’s bully. Who refused to leave three orphans in a war-torn country. Who got married not only help those kids, but because he knew she needed insurance for her daughter.
Ricky might have a body sculpted by hours upon hours of working out and doing dangerous things, but it was his heart that she was in love with. Even if this man gained a hundred pounds and had a beer belly, he’d still be the only man she wanted in her life…and in her bed.
Putting on a brave face, she sat up and pulled her top over her head before lying back down. This was the first time she’d bared herself to him, and she couldn’t help but hold her breath.
But she shouldn’t have worried. Ricky’s pupils dilated so wide, she could barely see the hazel ring around them. Then he lowered his head.
As he covered one of her breasts with his hand, he sucked her other nipple into his mouth.
Addison let out a small, muted cry of pleasure and arched into him.
He didn’t mess around, he sucked and nibbled and licked her nipple until it was so hard it almost hurt. Addison’s belly clenched with desire, and she felt her pussy gush with excitement.
“Ricky,” she murmured, tangling her fingers into his hair, holding him to her.
He shifted, moving to her other nipple. His five o’clock shadow lightly scraped the sensitive skin of her chest as he pleasured her. She could feel his erection against the side of her thigh and it was heady knowledge. She, the woman who’d been made fun of for being too flat, too skinny, too tall, too redheaded, too freckly, was turning on this amazing man. He could have any woman he wanted, she knew that without a doubt, and yet he was here with her .
Ricky lifted his head and met her gaze with his own. His hand replaced his mouth and he played with her erect nipple even as he stared down at her. “I want to go slow, but I don’t think I can,” he told her.
“The kids might wake up,” Addison breathed. “Fast is good. Because if you stop now, I might have to kill you.”
He chuckled but didn’t seem in any rush to move things along.
“Ricky?” she asked, holding onto his biceps with a nervous grip.
“Shhhh,” he murmured. “I’m memorizing this moment. The moment I make love to my wife for the first time.”
Her pussy spasmed.
He shifted until he was kneeling at her feet. “Lift,” he ordered.
It was like deja vu from this morning when he’d taken off her sleep shorts. This time, he yanked them down her legs with much less finesse than he had before. Then he shuffled forward on his knees, forcing her legs wider.
Looking up at him, Addison felt her heart thumping hard in her chest.
“I love your freckles,” he murmured, his gaze roaming up and down her body.
“It’s a good thing,” she joked. “Because when I get too much sun, they seem to multiply tenfold.”
“One of these days, I’m gonna kiss every single one,” Ricky told her, using his finger to trace over the spots around her breasts.
“Ricky,” she whispered.
“Yeah?”
“Please.”
“Please what?” he asked with a grin.
He was messing with her, and Addison couldn’t decide if she was irritated or amused. She took matters into her own hands—literally—and reached down to wrap one around his erection.
He inhaled sharply, then shuddered. Even though he was hovering over her, Addison felt as if she had all the power in that moment. He braced himself over her with a hand at her shoulder and used the other to pinch one of her nipples.
To her amazement, Ricky’s cock hardened further as she stroked him. A bead of pre-come formed at the tip and she used it to help lubricate the head as she continued her ministrations.
“Fuck, Addy, wait a second,” Ricky begged suddenly, swallowing hard.
She froze, not sure what was wrong.
He sat up and took her hand off his dick and placed it on his chest. “I don’t have any condoms,” he told her.
Shit. She hadn’t even thought about protection. Which was stupid, because she’d already gotten pregnant once even when she had used protection.
“I’m so sorry. I never…I didn’t think… Fuck ,” Ricky swore. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then his eyes popped open and he looked more determined than ever. “It’s fine. I can still get you off.”
“I do,” Addison blurted.
“What?”
“I have condoms,” she told him, feeling the hot blush on her cheeks. “I bought them last week. I don’t know why, I just…it seemed like it might be a good idea.”
“You’re a fucking genius. Where?” Ricky asked.
Turning her head, Addison nodded over at the dresser. “Top drawer. Right side.”
Ricky was moving before she’d even finished speaking. He wrenched open the drawer where she kept her socks and smiled as he held up the box.
“You even got the right size. Extra-large.”
Addison rolled her eyes. The truth was, she’d had no idea what size to get, but with the erection she’d felt against her leg now and then, she’d had a feeling he’d need the bigger ones. She’d been right too.
Condoms went flying when he tore the box open hastily, but his grin never faded. He had a packet in his teeth when he climbed back over her. He pushed her legs open once more, then ripped the little foil.
Addison watched as he rolled the condom over his erection. She much preferred for him to be bare, but as she wasn’t on any birth control right now, and four kids was plenty for the moment, thank you very much. She didn’t dare make the offer for him to forego protection.
“I’m not going to last long once I get inside your hot, wet pussy, so we need to make sure you’re ready to take me.” And with that, Ricky rested his hand on her belly, like he had the other morning, and his thumb immediately got to work strumming her clit in the way he’d learned she liked best.
It didn’t take long for Addison’s desire to ramp up. Ricky’s other fingers were covered in her juices as he used them to prepare her to take him by gently pumping in and out of her pussy.
“That’s it, hon. Come for me. You’re almost there.”
She was. Clamping her lips together, Addison exploded.
* * *
MacGyver had never seen anything as beautiful as his wife squirming and coming under him. Her chest was blotchy red and her nipples were rock hard. She didn’t have very big tits, but he’d discovered they were extremely sensitive. He mentally vowed to make her come simply by playing with them…later.
Now, it was all he could do not to plunge between her soaking-wet folds and take her the way he’d dreamed of for weeks.
He loved the way her thighs shook as she came. How her belly visibly clenched. How tightly she squeezed his fingers with her cunt and how she gushed for him.
MacGyver was an idiot for not having condoms, but like the amazing, organized businesswoman and mom she was, Addison had taken care of that for them. Looking down at his cock, he wished he could rip off the rubber and take her bare, but there was no way he’d disrespect his wife that way. Until they could sit down and have a talk about babies and birth control, he wouldn’t risk an unplanned pregnancy.
Addison was still twitching with pleasure when he notched the head of his cock between her legs. Biting his lip, he reached for the legendary control he had while on the job. But no mission had been as difficult as waiting for Addison’s consent.
She didn’t make him wait. Her legs rose and she rested her ankles on his shoulders.
“Please,” she whispered, her green gaze boring into him.
“Hold on,” he said in a hoarse voice. Then, with one steady thrust, he was balls deep inside her.
They both gasped. MacGyver had never felt anything as pleasurable in his entire life. He’d had sex many times, but nothing had ever felt like this. He was eye to eye with Addison, and seeing the red flush of her chest expand up her neck and down over her tits was fascinating and intimate.
“Move,” she ordered.
But MacGyver shook his head. He couldn’t. If he moved, he’d come. He had no doubt about that. The pleasure of being inside her was that intense. He felt like a virgin.
Then his wife smiled up at him and tightened her inner muscles.
A spurt of pre-come shot out of his dick.
“ Fuck !” he exclaimed.
“That’s the goal,” Addison sassed.
Sitting up, holding her legs on his shoulders, MacGyver knew he needed to do something to distract her. To torture her as badly as he was being tortured at the moment. He managed to reach between them and began to stroke her clit once more.
She jerked in his grasp and moaned. But the joke was on him, because as he tried to torture her with bliss, he was actually only hurting himself. Her inner muscles contracted and released once, then again as he ramped up her pleasure. She was basically fucking him from the inside out—and he was done holding back.
Moving her feet from his shoulders, he wrapped them around his back, then leaned over her once more. She stared up at him as he began to thrust. In and out. In and out. In a steady rhythm.
Addison hooked her ankles together at his ass as she held onto his biceps. Her body inched up and down the bed as he took her. Her tits weren’t big enough to sway with their movements, but he could see them shaking as her entire body jerked against the mattress with his thrusts.
He could do this. Make it last. Make it good for her…
Until she moved a hand between them and stroked his cock as he pulled out of her body. Then he lost it, and began fucking her hard and fast.
They both groaned, and MacGyver felt Addison’s hips push upward into him on every downward stroke. His balls slapped against her ass with each thrust, and he could smell sex on their bodies and on the sheets. Every sense was engaged with making love to her, and he couldn’t remember anything that had ever felt better than being with his wife.
To his surprise, her legs began to shake. She was coming again. Damn, was that the third time? He loved that his wife was multiorgasmic, it would make future lovemaking sessions even more exciting.
But her orgasm meant that every muscle in her body seized, which made it more difficult for him to push in and out of her pussy. And that made him lose the control he’d been holding on to with every ounce of strength he possessed. She made him weak as a kitten—and he fucking loved it.
Even though he was on the cusp, his orgasm still surprised him. He began to come on an outstroke, and when he pushed all the way back inside Addison, he fully let go. A too-loud grunt left his lips, and it felt as if he’d been pulled inside out. He kept coming, filling the condom to the brim. And yet his cock still twitched.
“Holy fuck,” he said as he collapsed on top of Addison, catching himself at the last second so he didn’t crush her.
She giggled, and the sound reverberated through him. He actually felt it around his softening dick, which was still lodged deep inside her body.
Lifting his head, MacGyver stared down at the woman who owned his heart and soul. There was sweat at her temples and her face was red. She was smiling up at him as if he’d just given her the moon and stars.
“Hey,” she said softly.
Without thought, MacGyver lowered his head and kissed her. He couldn’t believe he hadn’t done that before now. His head moved from side to side as he tried to find the best angle. Her hand tangled in his hair as they kissed. It was a kiss filled with promise. Hope. Love.
He lifted his head and stared down at her once more. This time, she gave him a lazy smile.
“Thank you,” MacGyver blurted.
“I think that’s my line,” she returned.
But MacGyver shook his head. “No. You giving that to me? Giving me you ? I’ll never forget it. Making love to my wife…it was…I have no words.”
“Ricky,” she breathed.
“Say it,” he ordered.
“Say what?” she asked.
“That I’m your husband.” He didn’t know why he needed to hear Addison say that he was her husband…but he did.
“I didn’t know my husband was such a stud,” she joked.
Her words settled in his soul. He was a husband. Addison’s husband. He belonged to her as much as she belonged to him. It felt amazing.
Moving slowly, he eased himself to the side and grimaced when his cock slipped out of her. He went into the bathroom and took care of the condom and wet a washcloth with warm water. Then he brought that into the bedroom and smiled at Addison’s blush as she cleaned herself.
He stepped back to the bathroom, throwing the washcloth into the sink before cleaning himself a bit. Reluctantly, he put on his boxers, knowing he’d made the right decision when he saw that Addison had donned her top and sleep shorts. He didn’t hesitate to pull her against him when he was settled back under the covers. With a sigh, he kissed her forehead, honestly speechless at the moment.
That had been…life-changing. He’d been in love with Addison before tonight, but now that he knew how compatible they truly were? He was going to do everything in his power to make sure she never wanted to leave him.
They had some hurdles ahead of them. His deployments, her ex, Ellory’s Crohn’s disease, the adoption process…but they’d make it through. He’d make sure of it.