Chapter 19 #2
Luckily, he didn’t have to go too far. Standing in the living room, dressed only in one of his missing t-shirts, hand splayed over her tiny bump, his heart thundered in his chest. Because holy fuck, she looked incredible.
Hawk had never, ever had a thing for pregnant women.
So why the fuck was he so turned on looking at Jessie cradling her belly?
She looked more beautiful in that moment, back lit by the dusky afternoon sunlight, than ever before.
There was something so primal, so raw that burned deep in his chest for her.
And he couldn’t imagine any other woman in that role.
His woman. Carrying his baby. Holy fuck.
He’d unlocked a Jessie Ford’s-fucking-carrying-his-baby fantasy. Damn.
Another gasp brought him out of his thoughts. Hawk looked her over head to toe for any sign of injury.
“Why did you yell for me like that? Are you okay?”
Her whole face scrunched up. “Come here. I can’t move.”
“Can’t move?” Fuck. She was in pain. Those fake contraction things weren’t supposed to kick in until later… at least, that’s what he remembered Nash telling them about Lacy. He really needed to skip a few weeks in that fucking baby book and read ahead.
Hawk added that to his mental list of things to do.
“Hawk!” Her shoulders dropped. “I’m fine, okay? Now, shush. Let me see your hand.”
His hand? What the hell?
“Jessie…”
Her jaw clenched. “Give me your stupidly big, warm hand right now, Hawk. I just felt the baby kick and it was a big one. I want to see if you can, too.”
Oh. Oh!
He pressed his hand across the smooth skin of her belly, loving the way the baby made it curve into his palm. His child was in there. Growing inside her. Fuck, he loved that bump so much.
“Where—”
“Shh!” She placed her hand over his, moving it to the lower right side, almost to her hip bone. Her fingers pressed down on his.
“Jess… I—”
“Shh. Don’t scare him.” Her serious tone made him laugh.
“I don’t think hearing her daddy’s voice would be scary.”
“That’s not what I—” Her eyes went wind and she pressed his fingers harder into her side. “I felt it again, just then. Did you?”
God, he wished he could say yes. More than anything.
“No,” he admitted, dropping to his knees.
He brought his other hand up and splayed it across her tummy, cupping the baby in the palm of his hands.
“Listen here little bumblebee. Your daddy is a big, strong man. There’s no reason why you should be little for that much longer.
Grow big and strong like me so I can start feeling your kicks and we can play while you’re still in Mommy’s tummy.
Plus, it’s just a few more weeks until I’ll be able to start reading to you because you’ll be able to hear and recognize my voice. I can’t wait.”
“Hawk.” He looked up to see fresh tears popping up on her lashes.
“Shh, sweetheart. I’m talking to our kid here.” His face tipped back down and he pressed a kiss to the bare skin between his hands. “I love you, Bee. Work on those kicks. Looks like I made your mama cry, so I’m gonna go kiss her now.”
He pressed another kiss to her belly before standing up.
“Why did you just say all that?”
“Because it’s true. Don’t ever doubt how badly I want to be involved with everything.
Every single milestone of this pregnancy.
Hell, I want to be involved with every minute of every day of this whole roller coaster ride we both got on.
I want to go to doctor’s appointments with you.
I want to hold your hand as we walk through the store picking out everything the baby is going to need, even silly little socks that we’ll never put on her feet and bows for her head that are so giant she’ll look like she’s ready for some baby pageant at the county fair.
I want to massage your feet before we go to bed and reenact how we got ourselves into this pretty great predicament in the first place.
I’m a selfish asshole, Pretty Girl… Because you’re here with me, and I’m so fucking happy.
I want you with me, Jessie. Forever and always. ”
“Don’t ask,” she whispered as she wiped at the tears in her eyes.
“I won’t. I know you’re not ready for me to pop the question. That the past few weeks have been really tough. But I am going to ask for real one day, I hope you know that.”
Hawk leaned forward and kissed her. He pulled back after only a peck, but Jessie’s hands threaded together behind his neck and pulled him back to her.
With their lips almost touching, she whispered, “I’ll say yes when you do.”
And before his mind could even process what she’d said, her lips were crashing down on his. Hawk whimpered. Fucking whimpered as the woman he loved raked her hands through his hair, pressed her body against his, and kissed him like they were the only two people to ever exist.
His hands went under her ass, picking her up as he took three steps backwards until he felt the sofa behind him. Their kiss never broke, even as Jessie rolled her hips into him as he sat them down.
“Sweetheart, keep grinding on me like that and I’m not going to be able to control myself.”
“Maybe I don’t want you to,” she laughed. “Maybe I want you to lose control. Maybe I need it, Chief. You always have an answer, a solution. You always have a plan. But maybe, just for now, I need to know that I’m not the only one spiraling.”
“Jess.” Hawk brushed her hair out of her face.
“No. Cheer me up with your fingers. Or your tongue. God, make me scream with your cock. Something, anything. Please.”
Hawk chuckled. “Feeling needy, sweetheart?”
“Feeling like I might combust if you don’t touch me. It’s been so long since I felt this good. I need you.”
“You’ve got me. You always did. And you always will.”
“Less talking, more undressing. More touching. More—”
Hawk’s fingers moved down her body, resting against the band of her panties. Thank God she wasn’t wearing any pants. Hawk feared he would have ripped them to shred with his bare hands just to make sure he could obey her orders.
She gasped and moved her legs wider apart as his fingers found her soaked core. And when they slipped inside, Jessie moans filled the apartment.
“That’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard in my life, Pretty Girl.”
Her lips crashed down against his. “I need you,” she whispered between the pumps of his fingers.
“You have me.”
“No,” she whined, her hands lowering to his waist, working feverishly to slip below his briefs.
As soon as her fingers brushed against his dick, Hawk groaned.
He lifted his hips, keeping his hands working over her body, one thrusting inside her pussy, the other teasing her nipple right under the shirt she was still wearing.
She stroked him, the sensation as her hand slipped over his shaft from root to tip so fucking glorious that Hawk could have come right then and there. But his brain was screaming at him to get inside her. To give her what she really wanted.
His fingers slipped out of her and he brought them to his mouth. Jessie’s face was tipped to the sky, so he pulled his hand from under her shirt. Hawk gripped her chin, tipping it so her eyes met his.
“Eyes on me, mama,” he said as he slipped the fingers that had just been deep inside her into his mouth, licking every last drop of her off them.
Hawk chuckled as her eyes went wide, the most beautiful blush dusting the tip of her ears all the way down to where her chest disappeared beneath her shirt.
Her hand stopped pumping him as she lined her core up. And in two glorious breaths, he was seated fully inside her.
Christ, her walls were already fluttering around him.
“You feel so good, Jess. So fucking good.” Her head fell back again, mouth open and eyes closed like she was in a dream. “Take what you need.”
“Please, Hawk,” she cried as she moved up and down, the motion causing his whole body to tingle. Hawk’s hand slid around her back as he pressed her closer so his mouth could wrap around her breast. His free hand went down to the place where they were connected, applying pressure to her clit.
“Fuck,” she moaned. Her movements were erratic, her cries coming faster until Hawk felt her clamp down on his cock. As soon as that happened, the overwhelming sensation of falling over the edge slammed into him, and Hawk’s own orgasm had him seeing fucking stars.
Jessie’s body fell against his as the two of them worked to catch their breaths.
“I don’t want you to go on your trip.” Jessie’s lower lip popped out in a pout a moment later as she laid her head on his shoulder.
“I can tell Seb to tag someone else in. I know it’s only a night, but I don’t want to be away from you. Nash has been working on everything with me. He could go. He could take the lead—”
“Don’t you dare. I know how much this project means to you. I won’t mess that up just because I’m feeling clingy and needy and your baby is making me big and emotional.”
“Jessie,” he growled, feeling her skin pebble beneath his touch. “When will you believe me? Nothing is more important than you.”
“I believe you,” she whispered. “But you don’t need to give up everything for me, Hawk. I’m a big girl. I’ll put on my big girl pants and survive just fine while you’re in D.C.”
“How about you don’t put any pants on, and we do a spicy video chat while I’m gone?”
Jessie rubbed her face against his chest, her laughter shaking his body. “Well, now I’m happy you’re leaving.”