Page 34 of Kissing My Soulmate

“I know it happened fast, but I’m happy… are you happy?” she whispers.

Looking up at her, I know I’ve never loved her more. “Baby, I’m so happy. I’m freaking the fuck out, but I’m so happy.” I pull her down until she’s on her knees. I kiss her hard and deep, I open her lips with mine and our tongues duel.

Damn, she’s a good fucking kisser. My dick is hard, aching to be inside her. She must read my mind because she lifts, quickly undoing my pants, and pulling out my cock. Moving her panties to the side, she immediately sinks down on me.

The minute she’s seated fully on my dick, she begins to ride me. It’s fast, dirty, and fucking amazing. Gripping her ass, I move her back and forth while she moves up and down. She grabs my face and pulls me up for a kiss. Our tongues tangle as she moans into my mouth.

Her orgasm hits her hard as she comes with a shout against my lips. I follow right behind her, coming with a roar. I sit up, still buried inside her and kiss her lips.

Lorelei slowly rides me as my cock softens. She slows as it slips from her body. She pulls back and lays her head on my shoulder and cries quietly.

“What’s the matter?” I whisper softly.

“I’m just so happy. I’m afraid this is a dream and I’ll wake up all alone.”

Her words break my heart and cause me to hug her tight. “This isn’t a dream, baby. This is real, it’s going to be me, you, and our baby.” I thread my fingers in her hair, tipping her head back I kiss her on the lips.

“Meow.” Bob is standing next to us.

I look at him. “Sorry, Bob. It’ll be you, me, the baby, and Bob.” The cat struts off and I focus back on Lorelei. “I love you so much, baby.”

“I love you too, Jasper.”

I lift her up and then stand myself. After tucking myself back in my jeans, I reheat my plate of food and eat it leaning against the counter while Lorelei sits on it, eating a Pop-Tart. Neither of us speaks, but as she eats the pastry a small smile graces her lips.

We finish eating and I stick my plate in the sink. I scoop Lorelei up into my arms, carrying her into our bedroom. I toss her on the bed and strip down to my boxer briefs. Climbing in beside her, I situate her so she is lying half on and half off me.

As I fall asleep, I feel a happiness I’ve never felt before.

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“What do you think?” our realtor, Anne, asks as we come down the stairs.

This Charleston-style home is beautiful, with the wood flooring, high ceilings, and an open concept. It’s a four-bedroom, three-bath home that is perfect for a family. “It’s beautiful,” I tell her as I step in front of the windows, looking out into the front yard. “What do you think, babe?”

I grab Lorelei’s hand and pull her to me. Kissing her forehead, I let my lips linger for a moment.

“It’s gorgeous. I could see raising a family here.” She turns to look out the window. “I really like the neighborhood.”

“Let’s make an offer,” I suggest and she jumps into my arms. Holy shit, in the span of almost a year, we decided to split up, sold our home, lived separately, now are back together, expecting a baby, and buying a house. “Anne, we want to go ahead and make an offer.”

Once that’s all done, I take Lie out to lunch. Sitting across from her a thought occurs to me. “When you have your appointments, are you going to want to go to them alone?”

She reaches out, grabbing my hand. “I’ve thought a lot about this, and I think I want you there. T-This is something I don’t want to do alone. Will this be easy for me after years of taking care of myself? No, but I want to try.”

I pull her hands to my mouth, kissing the back of them. “Thank you for trying.”

Our waitress comes and takes our drink order and then leaves us. “At the next visit, we’ll get to see the baby,” Lorelei says as she smiles at me.

“That’ll make it much more real.” Our drinks get set down and we tell her we need a minute before we order.

“For sure, from the moment the first test came back positive, I didn’t totally believe it. That’s why I waited until after I saw the doctor to tell you.”

She told me this morning she’s known for about two weeks. I completely understand why she’d want to wait, it’s still very early. “Are we going to wait to tell people?” I’m following her lead with this.

“I’d prefer it that way. People usually wait until they’re at the twelve-week mark.”

I nod. “Whatever you want, baby.”

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