Ink

I nk stood from between Charlie’s legs and quickly stripped out of his jeans. God, she was beautiful and now, she was his. He wasn’t planning on ever letting her go. “No one has ever done that to me,” she whispered. He stopped midway through removing his pants and stared down at her.

“Your ex never went down on you?” he asked.

“Do you really want to hear about my and Zeb’s sex life?” she asked.

“Um, no,” he said. “Good point. Was it okay?” he asked, suddenly feeling very unsure of himself. If he had known that he was the first to give her oral, he would have taken more time with her.

“It was perfect,” she admitted. let his pants drop to the floor, the belt making a thud noise as they did.

“Come here,” he ordered. He held his hands out to her to help her up from the bed and when she wrapped her arms around him, he couldn’t help his moan. Feeling her naked body up against his felt right and for a split second, he had forgotten what he planned to do with her.

“How do you want to do this?” he asked. “I’ll let you decide the first time.”

“First time?” she squeaked. “Are you planning more than one time tonight?”

“If you’re up to it,” he admitted. “I don’t want to push you though, honey. You let me know what your limits are.”

She nodded and whispered, “Sideways. I want to see you when you come.” Dear Lord, this woman was going to be the end of him with the way she talked to him during sex. She didn’t seem shy about what she wanted and asking for it seemed easy for her. He liked to be in charge during sex, but for some reason, having Charlie tell him exactly what she needed him to do was sexy as fuck.

“Sideways it is, baby,” he agreed. helped her onto the bed again, giving her ass a little swat as she climbed onto the mattress. Her yelp made him harder, and he didn’t think that was even possible.

He quickly joined her, and she wrapped her legs around him, letting him know that she was ready for whatever he had planned. “Am I hurting you?” he asked.

“No,” she promised. “I want you, , please.” He didn’t want her to beg him for another second. quickly lined up his cock to her drenched pussy and thrust into her hot core.

“Fuck, you feel good,” he growled. “I won’t last long, honey. It’s been a long time since I had sex too.” She nodded and leaned forward to kiss him.

“Touch me, ,” she begged. He ran his hands down from her face to her taut nipples, making her hiss out his name.

“You like that, don’t you?” he asked.

“Yes,” she moaned, “they are so sensitive.” forgot all his worries about taking Charlie while she was pregnant as he thrust in and out of her body. When she came for him again, he could feel her core spasm around his dick and that was all he could stand. lost himself in her body, whispering her name over and over again until he was spent.

“Fuck, that was hot,” he gasped. He rolled to his back and Charlie curled into his side, cuddling against him.

“It was,” she agreed, “and I think that I’d like to do it again.”

looked down at his body and back at Charlie. “I’m going to need about twenty minutes,” he said, making her giggle.

“Good, because I’m hungry and I think that a twenty-minute snack break is just what we need.”

He ran his hands over her belly and smiled back at her. “She’s kicking.”

“I’m guessing that the orgasms woke her up and now, she wants food,” Charlie insisted.

chuckled, “Well then, let’s go feed her and her mama so that we can get back to bed,” he said.

“I like the way you think,” Charlie said. He started to get out of bed, and she grabbed his hand, stopping him. “Thanks for not being anything like my ex, .” He hated that she thought that he might hurt her the way that Zeb did, but that wasn’t even a possibility.

“Of course, honey,” he whispered, helping her up from the bed. “Now, let’s get you fed so that I can have my way with you again.” He swatted her bare ass again, causing her to yelp and giggle. He tossed his sweatshirt to her, and she slipped it over her body as watched her leave the room. He wasn’t sure how he had gotten so lucky, but the universe seemed to know just what it was doing when it sent Charlie running into his tattoo shop. He felt like the luckiest son of a bitch on the planet now, and nothing would ever change that.

“, wake up,” Charlie whispered. “, my water broke. I think that I need to go to the hospital.” He moaned and rolled over as she shook him from behind. “Wake up,” she shouted.

He rolled back over to find that she had been crying. “What’s going on?” he asked. “Why are you crying?” he asked, pulling her into his arms.

“There’s no time for that now,” she insisted. “My water broke, and I can’t lay here and cuddle.”

“Wait—your water broke?” he asked, trying to clear his muddled brain. “Are you okay?” That was a stupid question. Of course, she wasn’t okay—she was in labor. “Dumb question, sorry.”

“No, I’m okay right now, but we need to go to the hospital. I’ve been laying here timing my contractions and they are six minutes apart now, and I think that they are starting to come faster, but I’ve lost track. I don’t even have a bag packed or anything.” He could tell that she was spiraling and the last thing he wanted was to have her panic.

“Hey, it’s fine,” he said, sitting up. “I’ll run home and pack some stuff after we know that you and the baby are okay. Let’s get you out of bed, and I’ll find you some clean clothes to wear.” She nodded and let him help her to the edge of the bed.

“I’m having another contraction,” she groaned. She tried to breathe through it, but from the pain on her beautiful face, it wasn’t helping much. “I wish I would have taken a Lamaze class. I was going to do that this month.”

“We’ll figure it out without the class, honey. We’ve got this,” he promised. didn’t feel as they he had anything, but he wasn’t about to tell Charlie that. His job right now was to put her at ease, help her get dressed, and get her to the hospital to make sure that she and the baby were okay.

ran into her former room and grabbed some comfy clothes, her jacket, and her purse, and hurried back into his room. “Let’s get you dressed and then, we will get you to the hospital. I grabbed your purse, so you’ll have everything you need to give to admissions.”

“I’d really like to lay back down,” she whispered. “I don’t want to go to the hospital. This hurts too much.”

“I know it does, honey, but we have to go to the hospital. It’s the only way to make sure that you and the baby are okay. Plus, the sooner we get to the hospital, the sooner we get to meet your daughter.”

“I wish that she was yours,” Charlie admitted, “and not Zeb’s” He helped her slip on her sweater and then pulled her up from the bed.

“Honestly, I wish that too. I have for weeks now, but we can’t change the past,” he said. No matter how much he wished that the baby was his, nothing would change the fact that she wasn’t.

“I’m never going to let Zeb anywhere near her, ,” she insisted. He was happy to hear that. A man like her ex had no business being a father, but that wasn’t for him to say.

“What if we pretend?” she asked.

“Pretend?” he asked. “What do you mean by pretend?”

“I mean, can’t we try to be a family—you know, you, me, and Bethany?”

“Bethany,” he said, “is that what you’re naming her?”

“Yeah, I think so,” she said. “Do you like it?”

“I love it,” he admitted. She doubled over, holding her belly and he knew that she was having another contraction.

“We need to go to the hospital, honey,” he insisted. grabbed her purse and helped her on with her jacket. “Everything is going to be okay,” he assured, although he was just as worried as she seemed to be. Hearing her ask if the three of them could be a family had him imagining just what that might look like, and he liked what he saw. He wanted to be a part of both of their lives, and he’d take them any way that he could get them.

“I don’t think that we’re going to make it to the hospital,” she said. “I feel like I want to push now.”

“Don’t push, honey,” insisted. “I’m going to call 911. Let’s get you back into bed first.” He helped her lay back down and pulled his cell phone from his pocket, putting the call on speaker so that he could have his hands free because he was pretty sure that he was going to need them.

“911, how can I help you?” the woman asked.

“My girlfriend is in labor, and we were on our way to the hospital, but I think that the baby is coming now. She said that she feels the need to push.”

“Tell her not to push,” the operator insisted.

“I already have, but the contractions are coming one right after the other now.” Charlie cried out and yelled that she needed to push again.

“What’s your address?” she asked. rattled off his address while he stood over Charlie. All he wanted to do was comfort her, but he knew that wasn’t a possibility. She needed a doctor and a hospital, and he wasn’t able to give her that.

“I need for you to pull down her pants if she’s wearing any,” the operator said.

“She is,” he said, “hold on,” he ordered. He pulled her sweatpants off and grabbed his cell phone again. “I took them off, now what?”

“You’re going to have to look to see if the baby’s head is visible,” the operator said.

“When will the ambulance be here?” he asked. “I’m not certified to do this kind of thing.”

“You’re going to do just fine,” the operator said.

“She’s right, just look,” Charlie shouted. He got on the bed between her spread legs, and he could see the baby’s head crowning.

“I can see the head,” he said.

“Okay, I think that your baby might get there before the ambulance does, but don’t worry, I can guide you through everything,” she promised. Hearing the woman call Bethany his baby did crazy things to his heart, but he didn’t have time for feelings and all that stuff.

“You’re kidding right?” Charlie yelled at the phone.

“You’ve got this. What’s your name, sweetheart?” the woman asked.

“Charlie,” she said.

“How about you, sir?” the operator asked.

“My name is ,” he said.

“Well, that’s an unusual name,” she said. Charlie screamed out and the woman started barking directions to about what he should and shouldn’t do. He wished he didn’t have to put Charlie through any of this, but he had no choice. The baby was coming, whether the ambulance was there or not.

“Now, when you have your next contraction, I want you to push,” the operator said. “Grab your knees and hold them back while you push as hard as you can.”

“I don’t think that I can,” Charlie whimpered.

“The hard part is almost done,” the woman assured. “You can do this.”

“Oh, God, I’m having another contraction,” Charlie shouted.

“Push,” he shouted as loudly as he could. The operator was doing the same and within seconds, he was catching the baby as Charlie pushed her out. The baby started crying and Charlie reached for her.

“I’ve got her,” yelled at the phone that he had dropped onto the bed. “Now what?”

“Now, you need to get a clean blanket or towel and wipe the baby down. Is it a boy or a girl?” the operator asked.

“It’s a girl.” He was wiping Bethany down when he heard sirens outside of his house. “The ambulance is here,” said.

“Good, wrap the baby in the towel and give her to Charlie. Then, go answer the door so that they won’t have to break it down.”

“Right,” he said. He handed the crying baby to Charlie, and she immediately stopped fussing. He walked downstairs and quickly unlocked and opened the front door.

“Where’s the mother?” a woman EMT asked.

“She’s upstairs, first door on the left,” he said. “The baby is here, and I delivered her.”

“Is she breathing?” the other male EMT asked.

“Yes, she’s crying, and I’ve wiped her down, just like the 911 operator told me to.” He led the EMTs up to his bedroom and they immediately got to work on Charlie and the baby, while he stood in the corner anxiously watching.

“Are they going to be okay?” he asked.

“They will be fine,” the woman EMT assured. “We’re going to take them into the hospital and the doctors there will check them out and probably want to keep them both overnight.”

“I don’t want to be apart from my baby,” Charlie insisted.

“You won’t have to be,” promised. “When you can’t be with her, I’ll be there for her. She won’t leave our sight; I’ll make sure of it.”

“Thank you,” Charlie whispered. The EMTs loaded Charlie onto the gurney and let her hold the baby.

“We’ll get you there in no time,” the man promised.

“I’ll be right behind you, honey,” assured.

“You promise?” she asked, trying to look back at him.

“Cross my heart,” he said. “I’m going to grab my car keys and wallet, and I’ll follow the ambulance to the hospital.”

“I’ll see you there,” Charlie called back as they took her down the stairs. could hear Bethany crying again, and for some crazy reason, all he could do was smile.