20. Lawson

TWENTY

"Not gonna make it inside, Juniper. Need you now." The whole way home I've been jonesing to tell her exactly how I feel. The minute my truck is slammed into Park in the driveway at my place, I'm tearing off my seatbelt, shoving the center console up and out of the way before doing the same to Juni"s belt.

"Lawson." The way she says my name is all I need. I've got her planted on my lap, her hands are going after my cock, and I'm sliding my own up her thighs.

"I hope you're ready. God, please be ready." The tips of my fingers meet lace, wetness soaking through. She's there. Christ, I bet the second my cock slides inside her tight cunt, my woman will be pulsating on my length, trying to take me with her well before I'm ready.

"Please, inside me. Now." Her soft hands grip my cock. I pull her panties to the side, ready for her to slam down on me. I have half a mind to rip the fabric off her, except she's already rubbing my tip along the slit of her pussy.

"Slide down. Gonna tell you what I need while I'm buried deep, babe." All along I was worried she'd be pregnant with a girl. My hands practically shook anytime my brothers joked. I'd never been around a little girl, let alone one who I know will look exactly like her momma. Karma works in mysterious ways, and our daughter is going to be gorgeous. I'm going to lose my mind, have a full head of gray hair and heartburn to rival a spaghetti dinner. I've held back on a lot of shit for Juniper, mainly because she can't get with the program and make a decision. I guess with a past like hers and shit for parents, I'd probably be the same way. What dawned on me on the way home is while I've been showing her how much I love her, not once have I fucking said those three significant words.

"Oh god, I'm already there." She tries to slide up, chasing after her orgasm, and while I usually enjoy the show, today is different. I want the buildup, and I want her going off like a firework when she hears what I have to say.

"Hold on, baby, hold on." My hands grip her hips beneath the skirt she's wearing. Another few months, and me sitting in this position will be harder for her, so I'm going to enjoy this while I can.

"No, don't make me wait. Please, Lawson, I'm right there." She"s gripping my hair, arching her back, and wiggling in my grasp.

"Eyes on mine, Juniper, show me those pretty gray eyes, babe." I lift up, giving her a little bit more of me while holding her steady. "There's my girl. You've given me everything. I didn't deserve it, yet you forgave me. In doing so, you're gifting me the greatest gift imaginable—our little girl. Which freaks me the fuck out because you're you and drop-dead gorgeous. And you've given me your love. Now, it's time for me to tell you, Juniper Lynn Cartwright, I love you, babe. So damn much it hurts to breathe." Tears are gathering in the corners of her eyes. This time, I don't try to wipe them away. I've got my hands full with another part of her. The palm of my hand moves to her belly. "I love our child, too," I finish. She remains silent, whether it's to regain her composure or to plot my murder for stopping the orgasm she was chasing after, I"m not sure. I hold out, not moving a fucking muscle. One way or another, I want her to believe me, and if I have to say it every day, morning, noon, and night for the rest of our lives till she realizes it, well, I've got no problem doing so.

"Lawson, I never doubted your love for me or for us. I see it in everything you do, the way you hold me when my thoughts get heavy, wipe my tears away, listen to me when I need to vent. I love you, Lawson, in every way possible." My mouth touches hers, swallowing whatever else she has left to say. Nothing else matters. Our love is enough. And now I'm going to take my woman how she likes to be taken. Hard, fast, deep, claiming her for my own, and loving every damn minute of it. She whimpers with each upthrust of my hips, her knees sliding out on the seat beneath me. Our kiss goes on and on, my tongue dominating hers, Juni chasing mine, and I can feel her wetness coat more than my cock.

"Fuck yeah, get there, Juni, squeeze me tight."

"Lawson." Her long groan surrounds us in the truck. A few more pumps of my hips, and I'm following right behind her. Each jet of cum coats her insides, and while the past fuzzy memories of our night together have become so perfectly clear, I could kick my own ass for ever thinking it was a dream. Juniper is real, and she's fucking mine.

"Juniper," I breathe her name. She's already in the crook of my neck. She'd crawl inside of me and fall asleep there if she could. I wrap my arms around her lower back, coming down from a fast but intense orgasm, and I'm about to push for what I know we both want. "I think you get I like you pregnant, watching your body change, seeing our child grow within you, and you have to know I'm going to make it my mission to keep you pregnant as much as possible. I'd settle on six children, but I think you might have something to say about that."

"Six? Are you crazy? I was thinking maybe two. Are you forgetting how sick I've been carrying your child?" There's that spark. A grin pulls at my lips. Truth be told, six is two too many. There were a lot of us in and out of the house. Mom and Dad may not have showed they were stretched thin, but I could see it at times. Mom would have dark circles under her eyes, Dad would come home, help Mom out, then he'd fall asleep in his chair.

"I'm willing to negotiate. A solid four wouldn't be bad, would it?" My cock flexes inside of her. Damn thing is ready for round two while she's ready to pass out.

"Maybe. I'm not agreeing or disagreeing. We'll see how the next pregnancy is and go from there. I love our child, and I love you, but being sick for weeks when I didn't take medicine about did me in."

"Four it is with the option to renegotiate. Now, how about we take this inside, shower, and nap?" Juni isn't much for naps since she's been out of her first trimester. Today, though, it looks like I'll get my way.

"A nap sounds good, so does a sandwich with watermelon." When she realized lunch meat was out of the equation, she about cried until Mom offered to cook a ham or turkey once a week to satisfy her cravings. I keep the fridge well stocked with her favorite fruit, and all is well.

"You shower, I'll make lunch, then we'll crash for a couple of hours," I suggest.

"What if I want you to join me in the shower?"

"Babe, you should know by now, your wish is my command." She stays planted on my cock the entire time as I take the keys out of the ignition, then grab her purse and cup. Looks like I'll be carrying her around for the foreseeable future. Though, it's a damn good thing my brothers" houses aren't anywhere near mine, or they're liable to see a whole lot they shouldn't.