he's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds

he's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds by sassy

“Vi?” I heard Jake call out a second after the door slammed closed.
I turned in his direction and smiled, genuinely happy to finally have him back home. It had been a long day, work being the easiest part and therapy the hardest, but despite how tired I felt I also felt really positive and full of energy. “Hi.” I grinned walking up and kissing his lips. “How was work?”
He shrugged. “Not as good as being with you.” He said honestly, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me in for another kiss.

“Duh.” I wrinkled my nose and he chuckled at the cute look before I pulled away. “I was just making dinner.” 

He blinked, looking shocked at least. “You mean you were ordering it?” He asked skeptically. 

I shook my head, not blaming him since my cooking skills were close to be nonexistent. “No I made pasta.” 

He looked over at the stove where there was indeed pasta boiling and the creamy spinach sauce in a pan next to it, but didn't say anything. 

“I learned on tv.” I grinned, feeling proud of myself. I didn't know if it was good enough, but at least I was trying. 

“I'm impressed.” He admitted, walking to the bathroom, probably to take a shower without adding another word. 

I sighed but my smile was still in place as I set the table, wanting to serve a proper nice dinner to my amazing boyfriend who was clearly tired after a day of work. My therapist had insisted that I had to start doing things that could prove to myself how good I could be, not just for Jake, and I had thought that cooking could be good for both of us instead. I had kept myself busy most of the afternoon, looking for recipes and dreaming about the day when we'd be married and I'd made him dinner every night, take care of him the best way I could, and show him all the love I had in my heart. Now, dipping my finger into the sauce and licking it, I realized that all that working was worth it since it was actually pretty good.

Jake walked back into the kitchen, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist and looking heavenly. “Mmm, maybe I’ll skip dinner and eat you.” I said, giving him a wicked grin that he ignored as he showed me a box. The box with pregnancy tests I had bought yesterday. 

“What’s this?” 

I blinked at it and then just shrugged. “I'm a little late it happens all the time, but when you’re on the pill my doctor says to have some tests on hand just in case since the hormones and everything can mess up your period.” I said it offhandedly, not really worried about it. 

He swallowed. “How late?” He asked, his face unreadable.

I took a deep breath as I smiled, showing him that I was absolutely calm and he should be too. "Two weeks, three top." I answered quietly and walked closer to him, setting my hands on his hard chest, "Dinner's ready now, forget it."

He wrapped his fingers around my wrists to push me away gently, shaking his head, "You didn't tell me anything." He said instead and I could only pray he wouldn't ruin the night I had planned for us. I had put so much effort in everything, I didn't want it to go to waste.

"Because there's nothing to tell and I wasn't keeping it from you, or I'd hide the box somewhere." I explained using my best calm voice, even forcing a smile as I looked into his eyes. Also, I was being honest with him, I had literally nothing to hide from him.

He parted his lips but it took him a while to say something, as if he was processing my words. "When did you get it?" He asked instead.

"Yesterday." I answered and my face turned from relaxed to serious. "Jake it can happen, mostly if a girl goes through a hard time and you know it hasn't been easy for me lately. I was really stressed and...you know."

"I know." He nodded slowly as if recalling the last months and all my crazy stunts. "But that doesn't make me feel better anyway."

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, "I'll take the test and you'll see that there's nothing to be worried about, okay?"

He nodded again, "Okay." He said and left it at that.

I smiled, this time more genuinely, as I pressed a soft kiss on his lips, "Get dressed so that we can eat." I said softly.

"Now." He said instead, not moving an inch. When I furrowed my brows he went on. "Take the test now."

"Jake it took me hours to cook, can we eat please? Please." I begged him even if I kept my voice calm and quiet, only wanting to convince him. "There's nothing to worry about, it happened to me before."

“So then it won’t be a big deal to take it.” Jake assured, handing me the box. God so stubborn.

I groaned. “You’re being ridiculous.” I set it on the counter and grabbed his hands. “Let’s eat I worked so hard!” 

He cupped my face. “I'm super grateful and impressed baby but if you want me to focus on dinner you’re going to have to let me know if I'm about to be a dad or not.” 

I rolled my eyes, this close to start a fight. Then I decided to be wiser than that. “So dramatic. I'm not pregnant!” I yelled but grabbed the test and headed into the bathroom. I tore the box open and grabbed a stick before pushing my panties down and peeing on it. The box said three minutes, so I waited, my eyes on the watch on my wrist while my thoughts went back to the dinner that was probably three minutes from being ready. We still had a chance to save the night.

“Are you okay?” Jake knocked on the door, waking me up from my daze and making me glance to the test. It was pregnant. Not possible.

I reached for another one and peed again, this time being more careful. “The first test must have been broken I'm taking another.” 

“Broken?” Came his voice from the other side.

“Or I did it wrong….” I trailed off. 

“How many ways are there to pee on a stick?” He asked and even if I couldn't see him I knew he was smirking. Idiot. This wasn't fun.

“Don’t be such a smartass Jacob.” I snapped, halfway on the second three minutes but this time my eyes were on the test slowly getting some color. Positive again. Good god what was wrong with these tests?!

“Okay Violet.” He retorted and I ignored him, peeing on the third stick. “Do you need anything?” 

Silence filled the room and I stared at the test, minutes passing and feeling like years unil the third result showed. Pregnant. 

“Vi?” He asked and I didn't answer, shaking my head. “Baby are you okay?” 

“Um….” I trailed off and he knocked again. 

“Let me in.” 

I unlocked the door and he followed me inside where I was standing and followed my gaze to the counter where all three tests were laid out next to each other. Each bearing the same word. Pregnant. Pregnant. Pregnant. 

I finally tore my eyes away from the tests, my brain working slowly while I tried to get a grip and think straight instead. What did they say? The the only tests that can be wrong were the negative ones? Well, that wasn't possible. "There must be something wrong with them." I said and managed to move, grabbing all of three and tossing them in the trash before brushing past Jake. 

I felt his eyes on me as I walked back to the kitchen, and I ignored him. I knew him and he'd freak out, for nothing. "How-" He cut himself off, as if he was in a loss of words. "You're on the pill right?" He asked eventually.

I rolled my eyes, remembering when had been the last time he had asked me that. Probably the worst night of my life. "Yes I am Jake." I asnwered flatly as I examinated the pasta still boiling in the water. I was no chef, but sure I could tell when something was good or not and those penne? They were overcooked, thanks to Jake and his stupid impatience. 

"Did you forget to take any?" He went on, his tone showing no emotions which could actually be good. At lest he wasn't losing his mind and suggesting me to buy a puppy like he had done when I had asked him to marry me.

"No." I said back, the two letter word dripping with harshness since I hated when he started making stupid question just to find a reasonable explanation. I strained the pasta I threw it straight into the trash, closing its lid loudly and feeling on the verge of tears. I had spent hours cooking and now everything had gone to waste, the night ruined, and those stupid tests were lying. I took my pill religiously, every night at nine, I couldn't be pregnant.

Jake finally managed to make eye contact with me, his look only frustrating me more because I ccouldn't read anything into his eyes. "What are you doing Vi?" He asked like a moron.

"What do you think? I hope you're not hungry anymore." I spat back, hating that he had ruined everything for what? Nothing. He should have known that no matter what the tests said, I couldn't be pregnant, he could have waited after dinner to make me take it instead. But no, because when I pushed him to do something I got nothing back, when he did I always had to run and do whatever he wanted. Therapy? Sure. Pregnancy test? Immediatly.

“Are you mad at me?” Jake asked, looking confused but I didn't even care. 

“You ruined tonight Jake!! I worked so hard and now the pasta is ruined!” I went on, overreacting but damn it I was right.

He blinked at the oven, as if that made no sense to him. “We can make more.” He said offhandedly, only pissing me off more. 

I groaned in frustration and then ran into our bedroom, slamming the door behind me. I curled up on the bed and bit down on my lip, thinking about how differently I had imagined this night to go, with a nice dinner and a movie, not with three positive pregnancy tests. God, I was pregnant. It hit me all of a sudden and I shut my eyes tight, hoping this was just a bad dream. Jake didn't want to marry me, the chances of him wanting a baby were close to zero. The thought made me panic. I heard the door open and he stepped into the room. “Go away!” I yelled but he ignored me. 

He laid on the bed behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, ignoring my struggles against him until my back was against his chest and I stopped resisting. “I'm sorry if I ruined your night.” He said seriously, always saying the right thing even if that was beside the point. I was pregnant. “I worked really hard.” I said in a quiet voice that sounded nothing like me at all. 

“I know. I'm so damn lucky to have a woman like you.” He kissed the spot right under my ear. 

“Well now you’re lucky enough to go hungry.” I pouted and kept talking about dinner instead of our future. 

“I’ll go out and buy more pasta, it doesn’t take that long to cook. Do you want anything else?”

"No." I answered quickly as I stared at the wall in front of me, my judgment clouded by my mixed feeling. Or my hormones. "I'm not hungry."

His hand rubbed my stomach, making me flinch automatically. I was a nervous wreck and I needed to relax. "You need to eat."

"I'm tired, I want to sleep instead." I said stubbornly, refusing to think that there, where he was touching me, a life could be starting. A baby. Our baby. The thought alone made me want to shut my eyes tightly again, it was too scary.

"Vi, turn around and look at me..." He whispered, pressing a kiss on my neck that let my body shiver.

I sighed but did as he said eventually, biting down on my lip as my eyes met his. "Yes?" I asked, knowing what was coming. I could be pregnant. And Jake and I weren't really in a good place right now, yeah we were getting better, but a baby? That could change anything.

"We need to go to the doctor." He said in his best forced calm voice, too bad I knew him better than that.

I couldn't help but groan and roll on my back, pulling away from him. "It's night, we can't." I retorted, my emotions getting the best of me once again even though I didn't even know how I felt. Confused, mostly confused.

"We can go to the hospital." He insisted as his arms kept me close enough for me not to go anywhere. When I just shook my head it was his turn to roll his eyes, "Vi, we need to know if there's our baby inside of you!"

I blinked, his words hitting me full force and clearing my mind all of a sudden. The odds of three false positives? Not many. But still, I couldn't understand how I could be pregnant, in so many years of taking the pill nothing like that had ever happened. Obviously. "Come on Jake...the hospital can wait." I trailed off, slowly realizing that I had already had the answer and we didn't need to see any doctor, not tonight anyway. I parted my lips to go on then shut them again, wondering what could happen to us. We had barely survived to a very hard month, he had made clear that thought we weren't ready for getting married. And a baby? There was no way we could be ready for a baby and his possible reaction scared me. I didn't want to lose him, but deep down I also knew something else I couldn't even bring myself to admit in my mind.

“You’re pregnant.” Jake said it. Neither one of us had said it out loud yet and I blinked, the words so weird coming out of his mouth. 

“I don’t know how…” My eyes were wide, full of fears of many kinds. 

He shrugged. “We knew it was a possibility…” He trailed off. 

“A small one.” I interjected. “Microscopic. You must have some seriously stubborn swimmers.” I narrowed my eyes on him and he couldn’t help but laugh just a little. Thank god for that because the tension was killing me.“Oh so it’s my fault?” He asked, tucking my hair behind my ear. 

“Yes.” I nodded and he didn’t argue. 

“Still.” He added then let silence fall, lasting what felt like an eternity while I felt just empty instead. 

I forced myself to imagine if I was really pregnant, and decided not to keep the baby. The second I pictured that in my mind, I knew I couldn't ever do it, I'd regret giving up on Jake's baby for the rest of my life. I knew what to do, no matter where Jake stood in that. “I'm going to keep it.” I said, breaking the silence. “….if I really am I mean.” 

He just looked at me. “Of course we’re going to keep it!” He said back, almost shouting. 

“We?” I asked, in almost a whisper, not sure about what he was on his mind. 

He looked back at me. “Why are you questioning that?” He asked, pulling my waist farther into his body and holding me there. 

“We aren’t ready…It’s not time…” I shook my head and looked down. “How did this happen?!” 

He tilted my head up slowly. “We were careful Vi. It happened because it was meant to happen.” 

I stared into his eyes as I considered his words. I wished it was like that, but despite being naive sometimes I knew that luck or destiny were things that existed only in people's head. "It's impossible." I said eventually, shaking my head.

"Baby you saw the tests-" He started but I cut him off. 

"Not what I meant." I set my hands on his, trying to remember what had happened during the last weeks. And then I realized that I knew what had gone wrong. "Do you remember when I got that bad flu a a month ago?"

"Yes, you could barely move and spent a week in bed, high on any possible med in the world." He answered, recalling those days. I had felt like death and there was the reason why I was possibly carrying another life.

"Antibiotics can do that." I explained and when he furrowed his brows I went on, "They can make the pill useless."

He stared at me blankly, making me nervous and making me wish I could read his mind. I was doing fine surprisingly enough, but I knew I was close to lose it, mostly if I didn't have Jake's support. "You didn't know?"

"I just realized it..." I trailed off, in a loss of words because at this point? I didn't know what else to say. I didn't even know if I was really pregnant, but if I were, what would happen to us? To our life, to our already troubled relationship? Could I be a mom? A good one? I had so many questions in my mind and not even one answer. I sighed and hid my face against his chest, my feelings mixed and confusing me. "Oh Jake."

“Does it matter how it happened?” Jake asked softly, stroking my hair as I looked up at him. 

“Uhm…” I trailed off and guessing that no, it didn't matter since nothing could change it. 

He swallowed and laid down on his back, looking at the ceiling and worrying. “We’re going to need to move.” He said as looked lost in a thought, which made two of us, only now I was lost in his too, wondering what they were about. 

“What?” I hovered over him slightly and looked down. 

He just blinked like I was stupid for not getting what he meant. “We’ll have to move. For the baby.” He said again and I looked at him while I got a warm feeling spreading from my heart to all my body. 

“We?” I asked softly, feeling weird because that we was now more three than just two. 

“You keep questioning that…..do you think I would let you raise this baby alone? Do you think I would leave you?” He asked, taking me aback with the tone of his voice. I wasn't thinking that, not at all. 

“Uhm…” I cleared my throat and trying to get the words out of my mouth but I was still so confused.

He shook his head and stood up as he paced the room. “Exactly what kind of man do you think I am Violet?!” He asked, looking angry all of a sudden.

I lifted myself in a sitting position, blinking at him and feel like crying. I knew the look into his eyes, the tone of his voice, the way he was pacing...crazy Jake was about to happen and it was the last thing I needed it. "Jake, no." I choked out, swallowing and forcing myself not to let the tears fall.

"Then what?" He snapped, glaring at me.

I narrowed my eyes on him, hating how he was acting. "Will you let me talk?" I asked between my teeth.

He seemed to be taken aback and groaned. "I'm all ears."

I took a deep breath, crossing my legs indian style and trying to clean my thoughts. I was possibly pregnant. With Jake's baby. The love of my life. Good god. "I never thought that you'd leave me or abandon me, you're a good man...perfect actually."

"I'm not perfect." He cut me off.

"Shut that fucking mouth!" I snapped, getting in control of myself and feeling strong and confident for once. I could do it, we could do it. When he widened his eyes and parted his lips I didn't lose a second and went on instead of letting him talk. "I just don't know how you'd react...hell I don't even know how I'm reacting." I said as the tone of my voice got more sweet.

"How are you reacting?" He asked carefully, sitting next to me and dropping a hand on my knee as he bored his eyes into mine.

"I don't know, it's just so fast, so confusing. It's too soon, too unexpected." I paused and looked down at my stomach even if it was, of course, still flat. "But if I'm really pregnant I'd do anything for this baby...it's our baby Jakey." I glanced up at him and, eventually, I smiled.

“Our baby.” Jake repeated, his grin getting wide as he said it. 

I nodded, my mood changing drastically as I bit my lip. Even if it was sudden and crazy, the more I thought about it the more I realized that I was happy, that I wanted this baby. “Oh my god.” 

He reached for my face and kissed my mouth hard. “I always wanted kids.” He told me with a smile. “We were going to have them eventually right?” 

I blinked, feeling almost high on so many emotions. “You could have told me!” I smirked. “I knew this was your fault.” I added with a wink.

He laughed. “Do you think it’s a boy or girl?” He asked, crazy Jake long gone and replaced by a super excited Jake instead. 

“Don’t get too excited Jake we don’t know for sure yet….” I trailed off, not wanting either of us being disappointed if I wasn't really pregnant. 

“3 tests is a lot to be wrong.” He said blowing that statement off. There, he had a point. “We’re going to love that baby so much.” He said seriously and I believed him. 

“What….what if I'm bad at it?” I asked, my eyes wide as the thought crossed my mind. “My parents were awful.” 

He laughed at me. “There’s no way baby. You’re going to be the most amazing mom on earth because you’re going to show our child all the love and support and friendship that you deserved too.” 

His words touched me and a silent tear rolled down my eye as I looked at him. There wasn't a better guy than Jake, he was the best, and I was so lucky to have him. “You’ll be a good dad Jake.” I whispered, my voice breaking slightly as I imagined him holding a tiny baby his his strong arms. 

He grinned, more like beamed at me. “My mother is going to freak out.” He said laughing at the thought of her first grandbaby. 

“Oh my god she is.” I laughed and grinned as he looked at me. Was it weird that the first person I wanted to tell this was Jake's mom and not mine? Well, what was new.

“I should have already known baby….you’ve been so happy and glowing lately.” He reached out and kissed my lips hard. “Your boobs are going to get so big.” He smirked against my mouth.

"And so will get the rest of my body." I said back, my lips still glued against his. My body and my looks were something I had never been concerned about, I knew I was blessed with those, they were possibly the only thing I was completely confident about, but the thought of my body changing for making a baby grow inside of me didn't cause me any fear. It surprised me. 

He furrowed his brows and sneaked his arms around my waist as he tossed his legs over my thighs so that now we were locked one to the other, "You won't get fat baby." He said seriously and in that moment I loved him a little more for always knowing what to say.

"Even if I will, I don't care." I bit down on his lip as I pulled my head back, making him groan, "It will be worth it if I'll have a baby bear."

"A baby bear?" He repeated my words, giving me an amused look as he ran his hands up and down my thigh mindlessly.

I nodded and my smile got so wide that my cheeks almost hurt. I couldn't help picturing a baby Jake in my head, gorgeous and adorable just like his dad. "I can see him running around here already." I said eventually, motioning around while I thought about how many things we'd have to change if the doctor confirmed my pregnancy.

"What if she's a baby flower instead?" He grinned as he leaned into me, kissing me again and again, his eyes looking into mine intently and full of love.

"You'll be in trouble." I joked and let out a chuckle, pulling away from him only to let my back fall on the bed. I heard his laughter echo in the room before it fell silent, a silence that felt completely different from the one we had experienced before. "I thought that we'd have to wait a lot before having kids Jake, but now that we could have one...I really really hope to have it." I confessed in a whisper. For some reason I had the feeling that becoming a mom would be good for me, I hoped that my boyfriend and best friend thought that I could do it too.

"Oh me too.” Jake said pushing back my hair and giving me a look that made me melt. “I need to love you.” He said seriously. “I need to love you right now.” 

My eyes went darker as I realized what he meant and I pulled for him. “Yes….right now.” I nodded, pulling him over me on the bed and wrapping my legs around his waist, already grinding into them. I felt so much love, almost too much, I needed to show it to him before going crazy.

“You’re so gorgeous Violet…” He said kissing my lips over and over and leaving me breathless. “I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything….anyone.” He said seriously and I grinned, my eyes glassy since I felt overwhelmed. 

“You’re going to have to share the love now baby.” I whispered and I felt like my heart could explode, the thought of us with a baby almost too much to handle. 

“It would be impossible not to love something that came from you Violet.” He whispered back, his hands pulling at the zipper on the side of my dress, his movement showing impatience

“From both of us.” I pulled his t-shirt over his head and moaned as he pressed his hips against mine. “Love me Jacob….” 

“I always will. For forever.”

I tangled my fingers in his hair, forcing him to pull his head back and look at me, "Me too. You're the love of my life." I said seriously, chocking the words out because I meant it and I knew that having a baby was going to change everything, in a better way. It could sound silly, even selfish, and I'd have to talk about it to my therapist too, but Jake and I having a son or a daughter gave me that little confidence I needed to really believe that he wouldn't leave me. It was crazy, I knew that, and I'd never admit it to him.

"Vi..." He breathed out, his intense eyes boring into mine and making me feel butterflies in my stomach. I had known him for my whole life, yet in this moment it was like I was seeing him under a new light, for the first time, and I was falling deeper and deeper in love. "You're mine baby." He said eventually before pressing his lips against mine again, hard, his tongue sliding into my mouth to play with mine while his hands tugged at the sides of my dress to push it down my body.

I arched my back as I kept my mouth locked with his, moaning and helping him with getting me undressed. When he groaned into my mouth and gave me a frustrated look, I grinned, no, actually beamed. I couldn't stop. "Impatient bear." I whispered in a low silly voice.

He lifted himself up, getting on this knees and finishing his job, ripping the skirt of my dress and groaning again when he noticed my lingerie. Pink matching lace, it looked innocent even if I was far from that. His eyes met mine, so bright with happiness that I couldn't help smiling from ear to ear, "What if it's really a bear?" He broke into a wide breathtaking smirk as hovered over me again to kiss my throat, down between my breast and then to my stomach where he lingered.

"We'll turn my old room into a forest." I bit down on my lip, using my feet to push the band of his sweats past his ass while I realized that maybe the fact that my old bedroom hadn't turned into a closet yet was a sign that we didn't need more room for clothes, we needed more room for our growing love.

“You’re so smart baby.” Jake lowered his head, pressing kiss after kiss on my still flat stomach. 

“Jake….” I moaned in a breathless whisper. 

He looked up and smiled into my eyes. I felt every inch of myself melt for how much his eyes were telling me, how something had shifted between us and erased that little distance between us that had troubled us so much during the last weeks. I was well aware that a babies never solve problems, but only made them bigger instead, only that wasn't our case because whenever issue we had had depended on our maturity level, not on our love. Which was never ending. A baby was that little push to grow up we needed. 

I ran my hands over his strong biceps, then his hard stomach and our mouths met finally after what seemed an eternity spent gazing into each other's soul. He kissed me as hard as I was kissing him, so many emotions going into our lovemaking that I almost felt overwhelmed. I had never experienced such an intensity in my whole life, not even with him. “It’s only you Vi. It’s always only been you.” He whispered, placing tiny kisses against my neck. 

“I know….always.” I arched my hips into his, pushing against him as he ground down into my hips, the friction barely killing me, the need in that move leaving me breathless and aching for him, his body and his love both. 

He lowered his head and pressed a soft kiss against the lace between my legs, making me moan. Then he reached down and grabbed my panties, slowly moving them down my legs before tossing them aside and coming back to me, cradling me in my arms as if I was the most precious thing in the whole world and with a patience, a tenderness, I had rarely experienced before. The intensity of our feelings, of our attraction, had always made us go faster and harder than we had both intended, it was almost consuming for how it burned inside of us. Tonight though, I could tell that was different. Everything was. 

“Take off your bra slowly Violet.” He whispered, cupping my face and caressing my cheek. “Let me see all of you.”

I felt blushing, not my cheeks only but all my body. I bit down on my lip and arched my back off the bed enough for my hands to unclasp my bra as I kept my eyes deep into Jake's, my chest heaving up and down faster than it was supposed to. I couldn't even count how many times Jake had seen me naked, how many times we had lost ourselves into each other, and yet he always had the same effect on me, like the first time. Like the night when everything had gone wrong, I was just as nervous, but like the night when we had made love, I was just as happy if not more. "I can't believe this." I whispered back as I pushed the straps of my bra past my shoulders and down my arms, being careful not exposing anything yet. 

He kept his look on me, hypnotized by my move, "The baby?" He asked in a quiet tone, his hands massaging my thighs gently and distracting me. It was as if his fingers left trails of fire, flaming my desire.

I shook my head and cupped my breasts through the lacy material, lingering there a moment as I answered him. "Us." I said simply and at the same time I lowered my bra, slowly, giving him the view he wanted. Me, naked on the outside and on the inside too, his in every possible way. He had everything of me, to the point that I barely knew what I had left to myself.

"So beautiful baby." He said in a low voice that spread goose bumps all over my body, his body hovering over mine once again and giving me that thrill that always came from realizing that he was mine too. He set his palms by each side of my head, propping himself up so that there was no contact between our bodies. "And believe it, we're real, this is real. Forever Vi."

At that I beamed at him, stamping those words on my heart to use them when we'd fight or I'd be insecure again, to remember that the man of my dreams was real and he was mine. "Forever Jakey." I managed to breath out, close to tears but happy ones. My hands reached for the band of his boxers, my chest lifting off the bed just enough for my lips to capture his in a slow tender kiss while I pushed the only piece of fabric remaining between us down his muscular legs. He groaned quietly into my mouth, our eyes still locked together when I broke the kiss and laid back down flat on the bed as I ran my hands up his arms, "Love me." I said simply in a tiny voice, anticipation killing me since I had never wanted something so much. Ever.

Jake held my body in his strong arms, running his lips up my stomach, in between my breasts and up my neck before placing soft kisses against my lips. “I always love you.” He whispered as I spread my legs on my own and arched my back so his hard dick was resting against me. He tangled his fingers in my hair and looked deep into my eyes as he slowly pushed inside of me, making me savor every inch of him. 

I breathed out slowly, never moving my eyes away from his as I set my hand on his hips, pulling him forward, deeper inside of me until there was no more space between us. “It’s never felt like this before…” I whispered as he nuzzled my neck. It was overwhelming and amazing, like every other time only one million times better.

“I know it.” He agreed, pulling back to smirk down at me. That was the cocky Jakey I knew and loved. 

“How can we still have firsts?” I laughed with him, before pulling his head down to capture his lips with mine. It was as if both our bodies and our souls were connecting in a way that was so deep, it was making a bond that would be impossible to break, and that was exactly what I had always wanted and needed. “We’ll have lots of new firsts soon.” I added as I thought about our future together.

He groaned, getting even harder inside of me. He never ceased to amaze me. He lowered his head to take each of my breasts in his mouth, paying more attention to my body then he ever had and that said a lot since he was obsessed already. “You’re going to be so beautiful….with our baby…” He kissed me hard, but slowly, exploring the corners of my mouth, my full lower lip, pressing his whole body against mine as he rocked back and forth inside of me so no parts of us weren’t touching. We were tangled in each other, forever. 

“Oh!” My eyes went wide and I lifted my hips up again and again as an unexpected climax rocked my body. Unbelievable, I was seeing stars. Jake seemed as surprised as I was and as soon as I started coming he helped me make it last, leading me through the most intense orgasm of my life. “Jake” I breathed out in a loss of word as I came back down, needing to feel him come inside of me. 

“Again baby…..I can’t wait to see that again." He said, wonder in his voice as he lowered his lips back to mine once more.

I cupped his face, loving to feel his scruff under my finger tips as I let him slip his tongue inside my mouth. I was still super sensitive after my first orgasm and yet I could feel the second one building more and more with each of his thrusts, them being slow and deep and just making me see colors. "I want to feel you come inside of me." I moaned against his lips as he broke the kiss regretfully.

He groaned and pulled almost all the way out of me only to push all his length inside a second later, this time groaning when his hips hit mine. "I can't believe I waited for so long to get you." He murmured, his eyes full of love and making me bite my lip.

I didn't know if I was being hormonal already, or it was just that my heart was full of happiness, but the more he talked and made love to me the more I felt like I was on the verge of tears. "We were meant to be together." I breathed out, arching my back and wrapping my legs around his hips to get more of him, if possible.

"I always knew that." He whispered and flashed me a handsome grin before he pressed his chest against mine, his hands grabbing me by my ass to switch our positions.

I adjusted my body on top of him, "I love how cheesy I got you." I couldn't help but smirk a little myself, setting my hands on his hard chest and moving slowly.

"You're not any better." His smirk turned into a smile and then his face changed again, his expression pooling with pleasure and love. "God Vi."

"I love you Jakey." I said in a breathy voice, no matter how many times I had told him already, I never wanted to stop, I never would. He reached for my hands and we tangled our fingers together, our now locked hands staying floating midair as I moved my body up and down, guiding him inside and out of me again and again and again in what had to be the most epic moment of our life together. I was overwhelmed and I had never felt this good. I stared into his gorgeous eyes, his lips slowly parted just like mine as we both breathed deeply, "I love you so much." 

Jake sat up and held me, one arm going around my waist and one tangling in my hair. “I love you too.” He kissed my lips once, twice and then a third time, making me high on his love. He leaned me back, pulling out of me as I moaned softly and laid down on the bed, my hair fanning out on the pillow and my breath still quick. He laid next to me, slowly running his hand over my stomach before pressing a kiss against it. 

“What if they’re false positives?” I whispered, fear in my eyes as he smiled at me. One thing I really had to be careful was not to let my fears eat me up like it had happened in the past. 

“One is a false positive baby, not three.” He reassured me, but I still felt as if I won't be completely calm until I'd see my doctor. He sensed my worry and pressed a kiss on my forehead. “It doesn’t change anything. I feel the same way about you whether or not this is really happening. You’re my world Violet.” He blinked at me and his face went blank, something I rarely see on those handsome features. He looked lost in a though, in one million thoughts, then frowned. 

“Jake what are you thinking?” I asked, wanting him to share whatever was on his mind.

He licked his lips and pushed back my hair. “I'm thinking I want to make love again. And then again.” He replied, lowering his lips to my breast and sucking softly. “When I’ll wake up from this wonderful dream remind me to tell you all about it.” I sighed at my insatiable bear.

He looked up into my eyes in a way that made my heart melt. “Remind me too.” He replied, and then, he was kissing me deeply again.