Page 32 of Caught By A Cowboy

“Look at me, pretty girl,” he whispers, and when I open my eyes and see him staring back at me, I don’t have time to feel nervous or embarrassed because he kisses me so delicately that it makes my head spin. It seems Jace Sullivan can add pissing on a pregnancy stick to the list of things he can turn sexy.

“Good girl.” He pulls away and takes the stick with him when I’m done and, placing the test on the basin, he allows me some dignity when he turns his back on me while I fix myself up.

“So how long do we wait?” I step up beside him and run my hands under the faucet.

“We don’t have to,” he tells me, holding the test up in front of me. “The line turned pink as it was running through. You’re pregnant.” I don’t know why I’m so shocked, given all the evidence but my mouth falls open as he lifts me off my feet and spins me around.

“Shit, sorry, I don’t know if I’m supposed to lift ya now.” He quickly places me back down and I grab the basin when I feel a little unsteady.

I’m pregnant. I’m having a baby. A real-life baby who’s going to be part mine and part his. The fantasy of the past few weeks has just become a reality.

“Let me see that.” I snatch the test off him and compare the results window to the examples on the instructions, and sure enough the lines are in the right place.

I am pregnant.

“Holy shit.” I cover my mouth and start to laugh. “We actually did it. We really did make a baby.” I try to think of a time when I’ve ever felt this happy or excited.

“We sure the fuck did, Princess.” Jace lifts me up onto the basin unit and positions himself between my legs. Then lifting the shirt I’m wearing over my head, he places both his calloused palms on my bare stomach.

“Do you have any idea how badly I wanna fuck you, right now? I mean, I liked the idea of it before, but knowing you got my baby in there is making me kinda feral for you.” He leans in and kisses my neck.

“Then do it.” I raise my ass up off the counter so he can slide down my yoga pants, again.

“You think it’s safe? I mean, you’re in the early stages, we don’t wanna?—”

“I Googled it, it’s safe, even with a tool like yours.”

“You actually Googled if it was safe to have sex before you found out, for sure?” He looks up at me judgingly.

“No, I Googled if it was safe to have sex with a mega cock if you're pregnant. You got the all-clear.” I reach between us and start unbuckling his belt because, suddenly I feel like I have to have him, right here, right now.

“Thank the good Lord for Google.” He smiles as he forces his jeans off his hips and lines himself up with my entrance. We don’t need foreplay, my pussy is already wet just from knowingthat I’m nurturing something of his inside me, and his cock is so hard I can practically see it throbbing.

“Fuck, Mads, this is hot,” he growls as he pushes his tip inside me.

“I just knew I was gonna knock you up first time,” he tells me, cupping my ass in his hands as I wiggle my hips and take his cock exactly how I want it. “That’s it, darlin’, you take this cock. You take this cock that knocked you up and make yourself feel good from it. I’m so fuckin’ proud of you,” he whispers in my ear as his fingers dig into my ass cheeks.

“You're so wet. I think you already like being pregnant. Do you like the little gift I put in your belly, pretty girl?”

“Yes,” I manage as I continue to roll my hips and take his long, thick cock.

“Say thank you.” The way he grips my hair isn’t as aggressive as it usually is but it still sends a tingle down my spine. “Come on, use your words, Baby Momma. Let me know how grateful you are that I filled you up, and gave you something so precious.”

“Thank you.” I feel overcome with emotion and pleasure, like I’m floating out of control.

“You gonna let me take care of you?” he asks, shifting one of his hands between us and strumming my clit while his cock continues to hit that sweet spot inside me.

“Let me hear you say it. Tell me how much you want me to take care of you.”

“I do, I want you to take care of me…of both of us.” He freezes and when I open my eyes and see him staring back at me, I frown in confusion when I see how shocked he looks.

“I’m so in-fuckin’-love with you, it actually hurts,” he admits, looking a little confused himself.

“I…I love you too.” I say the words and feel them at the same time. That’s never happened to me before now, and suddenly I feel so overwhelmed that I start to cry. “They’re happy tears,” Itell him when he looks concerned, then with a warm smile on that harsh, handsome face of his, he gently fucks an orgasm out of me. Holding me tight to his body as he releases and lets his hand slam into the mirror behind my head.

“Jesus, you feel fuckin’ good,” he growls in my ear, as our breathing gets back in sync. “You’re such a clever girl.” He pulls back so he can look between us, and when his soaked-wet cock lands on my flat stomach he takes it in his hand and uses it to stroke my skin.

“I’m gonna take such good care of you, Princess.” I feel the mixture of his pleasure and mine on my skin as he marks me with it, and I rest back and watch because, despite all this being fast and totally insane, I love how it feels.

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