Rose In Bloom (5 page)

Our driver comes to a stop and moves to open our back door. Sebastian carefully steps out first and then takes my trembling hand into his.

When I look at Sebastian, he is grinning from ear to ear.

“Welcome home, baby,” he whispers, wrapping his arms around my waist, and settling his hands on my stomach.

“I hope it’s all right, and you’re not upset with me for going ahead and doing this. I want us to have a fresh start where only happy memories can be made.”

Turning around, I can’t help but stand there and look at his handsome face. Tears suddenly flood my eyes and my throat is so full of emotion that I can barely manage to speak.

“It’s really ours?” I ask, still stunned.

“Yes, it’s ours, baby. We’re finally home.”

I throw myself into his chest, and tightly squeeze him, before remembering that he is still recovering from surgery. Immediately, I release him and worry I’ve hurt him. Laughing, he pulls me back to him.

“Never let go of me, Skylar. Promise me, you’ll always hold on tight and never let go.”

“I promise,” I reply softly, standing on my tiptoes to kiss him.

Neither of us seems to want to end the kiss. When we break apart, he rests his forehead against mine, and his eyes glow with love.

“Come on, Ms. Rose, let’s go inside and have a look,” he says. Wrapping his hand around my waist, he leads me up the steps to the huge wrap around porch. This place is beyond enormous, but it’s so inviting. It’s not just a big fancy house. This place feels as if it is meant to hold a family.

Our family
.

When we reach the large wooden front door, he stops and smiles, putting his hand on the back of what looks to be his leather office chair. I can’t for the life of me figure out why this is out here on the front porch. Perhaps the movers haven’t gotten everything put inside where it belongs just yet.

“I can’t carry you across the threshold like I would like to do, but I’ve got the next best thing.” He points to the chair. After sitting down in it, he takes my hand and pulls me onto his lap before rolling us across the threshold of the entrance.

As I giggle at his cleverness, he quickly spins us around to face the inside of our new home. One look and I am in love. Standing, I begin walking around, taking in every single thing. The foyer opens up to a beautiful, twisted wrought iron staircase that spirals up on both sides. At the top of the stairs, there is a large platform overhead, overlooking most of the downstairs. An enormous crystal chandelier twinkles above, sending prisms dancing on the dark wooden floors beneath. Every inch of the place glows with sunshine, which pours in from all of the tall windows surrounding the house.

“Sebastian, this is spectacular!” I pay close attention to all the extra details in the design.

“I’ve had this place for a while now and redesigned some of the rooms to better fit us. I was going to surprise you on our wedding day. When you kept asking me about where we were getting married, I could barely hold the surprise in.”

“You mean you’ve had this place for that long?”

“Yes, sweetheart. I wanted us to have a real home, not an apartment in the city. Now that there is a baby on the way, this makes this place perfect.”

“Can we still have the wedding here?” I ask.

“Of course. We can have it wherever you want. I don’t care if it is at the courthouse or at Vegas with Elvis, I’ll marry you anywhere.”

Pulling him closer, I kiss him sweetly on the lips. My beautiful man did this all for me.

“Want me to give you the grand tour now?” he asks seductively against my neck.

“Yes, please.” I reply, trying to keep moving. If he keeps this up, he is going to have a horny, pregnant woman jumping his bones, regardless of what the doctor warned him against.

Sebastian seems most anxious about me seeing the upstairs, so he quickly leads me up the staircase to the second floor. Moving behind me, he covers my eyes with his hands and urges me forward, pausing to open the door in front of me.

“You ready?” The excitement in his voice is contagious.

“Yes,” I softly reply.

Kissing me on the top of the head, he removes his hands and reveals his surprise. Warm sunshine hits my face as I take in the space around me. My eyes instantly land on a white padded rocker in the middle of the room. Sitting in the rocker is a large honey-colored teddy bear with a white ribbon tied around its neck. As I touch the soft fur, my eyes instantly begin watering. Turning around, I look at my beautiful Sebastian and see he is studying my reaction intently.

“Oh, Sebastian!” I throw my arms around his neck.

“So you like it? I am thinking this can be the baby’s room.”

“It’s absolutely perfect.” I reply, still overwhelmed.

Taking my hand again, he leads me over to the double doors on the left. When he opens them, I spot our bed and furniture already set up.

“This is our room, so we will be right next to the baby.” His eyes sparkle with excitement as he explains the layout.

“What do those doors lead to?” I point at the double doors on the opposite side of the nursery.

“Oh, um… it leads to another bedroom.” He moves to block the door.

Laughing at his reaction, I step back and cross my arms.

“Why can’t I see?” I ask, unsure of why he is acting so nervously. I’ve never seen him this evasive about anything.

“There are just boxes in there. I had the movers put the extra stuff in there for storage. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything later.”

“I think you are hiding something, Mr. Thorne.”

“And what if I am, Ms. Rose?” He nudges me back away from the door.

I let him push me forward a few steps before I run around him and grab the handle. His arms catch me around the waist just as I open the door. Our laughter echoes in the room.

“You little sneak!” He laughs. “Go have a look for yourself then, Ms. Impatient. I wanted it to be a surprise.”

When I step in, it looks like a baby and toy store has exploded in the room. Strollers, car seats, high chair, bouncy seats, boxes of diapers, and every kind of baby furniture fill the space. I can’t believe all of the stuff he has bought.

“Holy Shit! Did you rob a baby store?” I joke.

“I might have possibly bought one out, yes,” he replies, chuckling.

“When did you do all of this?” I walk around, looking at everything. I trip on a box, and he grabs my arm to steady me.

“Out! It is dangerous for you in here. I was going to have everything set up to surprise you. That is why I didn’t want you in here.”

“I’m fine, silly,” I reply, patting him on the chest. I grab a little pair of socks and gently rub my finger over the soft, fuzzy material. Pulling me against him, Sebastian settles his hands on my stomach and grins against my neck.

“I can’t wait, baby.”

“I know. Me either.”

Taking the socks from my hand, he studies them for a while. His expression goes dark for a second. I know where his mind is going, and I won’t let him go there alone. Grabbing his hand, I thread my fingers through his. “You promised me, Sebastian. Look at me.” I remind him.

“I want to be a good father, Skylar, but I’m scared as hell. I don’t want to be like my father. I’m afraid I can’t be what I need to be.”

“Hey, listen to me.” I reach for his face. I rarely see him completely vulnerable, but this is one of those times. I never want him to be embarrassed to admit his fears. I will never laugh or disregard them. “You are going to be a wonderful father. Look at what you’ve already done for it?” I point at the room full of stuff.

“It’s just stuff, Skylar. It doesn’t make me a good father.” He tosses the socks back in the basket.

“Yes, it does. You did this out of love for me and the baby. You are a good man, Sebastian Thorne. Don’t you ever doubt that for a second. I won’t let you.”

“What if it’s not enough?”

“You will always be more than enough. I love you so much, Sebastian. I wish you could see in you what I do, what I’ve always seen.”

Brushing a loose curl away, he cups my face. “I don’t deserve you. I don’t deserve this.” He motions between us.

“Well, I happen to think that, after everything we’ve been through, we both deserve happiness. And my happiness is right here with you.” I rest my hand on his heart. He pulls me against him and crashes his lips to mine while forcing me backwards out of the room. The intensity of our kiss continues to grow, and the hunger I have for him is unbearable. When he breaks the kiss, l look around and see we are in our new room.

Tenderly, he trails his finger down my lip towards the opening of my shirt. When he looks back up me, his amber eyes are full of hunger, and I instantly recognize that expression. Flashing me a mischievous grin, the hand that had just tenderly eased down my face, now firmly grips the material of my shirt. Yanking it open, he sends buttons flying everywhere across the room. That’s all it takes for me to lose what little control I had in me to hold back. Immediately, I drop to my knees, taking his shorts down with me. His thick cock springs free and I catch a glimpse of the glistening pre-cum on its head. Taking my thumb, I gently massage it into his tip, earning a loud groan from his throat. Not breaking my stare, I stroke him a few more times before I lick my tongue slowly up his shaft.

“Fuck!” He throws his head back.

Raking my teeth across his skin, I blow on the damp trail I’d left on him.

He hisses, lifts my long hair off my shoulders, and urges me to take him all in my mouth. I smile and bat my long eyelashes at him as I ease my mouth around him. Immediately, I suck hard, creating a tight seal around the base of his cock and my mouth.

“Oh God! I’m not going to last, baby.”

I grin to myself. I always love it when he can’t hold back. Working his dick up and down, I lightly begin squeezing on his balls. His firm grip on my hair tightens, and I look back up to see him biting his bottom lip. He is trying his best to hold back and not come.

“Yes, suck that cock,” he demands and I increase my movements. He thrusts into my mouth a few times, and I grab hold of his bare ass, dig my nails into his skin, and suck even harder.

“Fuck yes! Arghhhh!” He shoots his release into my mouth. I swallow every bit of his salty deliciousness down and then slowly lick my lips. When I look back into his eyes, he is hungrily eyeing my bare tits. Urging me to stand, he forces me back onto the bed and climbs over my body. Propping himself up with one hand, he uses his other to move up my inner thigh. When he reaches my panties, he finds them soaking in my pleasure. Moving the fabric to one side, he eases two fingers into me, making my body surge with pleasure. In and out, he works his fingers while he feasts on my breasts.

“I need in you now,” he whispers.

“No, the doctors told you it’s too soon,” I warn, trying not to rock my hips in contradiction.

“Fuck the doctors! I’ve been without you for too damn long. I need your pussy on my cock right now. I don’t care how bad it hurts me. I hurt worse, being without you.”

Panting, Sebastian positions himself between my legs while we both stare at each other with need. I want him so much right now that I can’t even think straight. Just when I think he is going to push into me, he doesn’t. Instead, he takes his cock and teases the outside of my wet folds. Each slide across my pussy drives me more and more insane with desire. Arching my back, I know one slight movement will send me into oblivion. I prepare for him to move it down, but instead he eases inside of me. Every single ridge of his dick rubs against my inner walls as he fills me up.

My
God, how I have missed him.

“Sweet Jesus, Skylar. You feel so fucking good! FUCK,” he cries as he quickens his movements. Two thrusts in, and I’m grabbing hold of his ass, urging him deeper.

“Yes! Sebastian! Deeper! Yes!”

“Fuck, baby! You’re so fucking tight. I’m not going to last.”

I twist my hips as I meet his thrusts and he moans loudly. Hearing our moans of pleasure pushes me over the edge and the feeling builds to something so large, I can’t breathe. Each push of his cock drives the pressure of my core closer and closer to release.

“I missed you so much,” he says, now slowing down and rolling his hips.

“I love you, Sebastian,” I whisper against his lips, and then he hits my sweet spot, triggering wave after wave to roll over me. Each pump of his cock is slow and forceful. Holding on tightly, I drag my nails down his back, breaking the skin open in places.

“Yes! Oh. My. God. YES!” I scream so loud, my throat is killing me.

“Skylar!” He follows, and his hot semen coats my insides. He collapses on top of me, and I stroke his back while he continues to pulsate inside of me. Nuzzling my neck, he lovingly feathers kisses up to my jaw.

“Well, now that we’ve christened the bedroom, how about we head to the shower to break that in, too?” Smiling, he rolls me over and pulls me against him.

“Do you feel dirty, Mr. Thorne?”

“Very dirty, Ms. Rose.”

“Then let’s see if we can take care of that, shall we?”