A/N: If there's one thing I love, it's MacRod lovin'. So I'm waiting until the second chapter to introduce passionate love-making. Not for the modest or the prudish. Only for those of you who are romantic enough to handle it! Enjoy!
For the rest of the day, Mackenzie had a hard time keeping quiet until she had Rod alone. She could hardly contain herself. She couldn't keep herself from telling Rod… he had to know. She had to tell him. As they dressed for bed, Mac ran through her mind all the ways she could possibly tell him that they were going to have another child.
"Hey, baby, I'm knocked up." Yuck.
"Roderic, I'm in a family way." What did that even mean.
"We're going to be parents again!" Just… no.
She could no longer wait to tell him. "Rod?" He looked at her with expectant eyes, much like her own, and she took a deep breath. Her voice was anxious, filled with fear and excitement, everything that was in her heart, as she told him. She faltered only once as she confessed, "I… I'm pregnant." Her words shocked not only the listener, but also the speaker. Mac had not yet said those words aloud enough for them to sound real.
"What? How?" Rod asked, complete disbelief forming his words.
He was floored- both with intense terror and elation. He felt such a love for her at that moment, The President of the United States… the woman who was carrying his child, the woman who had, from the moment he had first laid eyes on her, stolen his heart. He was thrilled beyond the point of speaking. There were no words for the way her was feeling.
A small smile graced his facial features and he suddenly felt the very deep and urgent desire to ravish her, to feel her flesh against his own. He was so overcome with his love for her that he could hardly control those very strong emotions within him. "I love you, Mackenzie," he told her. "I love you so much."
Mac smiled at him and told him, "I love you too." He kissed her with a slow, gentle passion and she kissed him back, feeling the heat of the love he had for her. There was nothing on earth or in heaven that could keep them apart. The kiss deepened and intensified, their lips parting for one another as they progressed. Her fingers were burrowed in his silvery hair, intertwining in the soft strands as she explored his mouth intimately.
He broke the kiss, nipping at her jaw line, then her throat. She took a deep shuddering breath as he slipped her tank top off her shoulder and gently kissed the spot where her shoulder met her neck. She whispered his name breathlessly. He slid her tank top off her body, his eyes drinking in the glow of her bare torso. She reached for him and pulled his t-shirt over his head. They locked in a passionate embrace, their lips searching for one another. Their warm, soft flesh touched and their passion sparked within them. Together they removed their remaining clothes until there was nothing separating them from one another.
Still engaged in an all-encompassing kiss, he lowered her to the bed gently, with such care that it made her shiver with anticipation. He knelt around her and directed his kisses lower to her neck. She sighed, surrendering the reins to him. He was in control. He ran his lips softly along her collarbone, against the delicate flesh. His warm, strong hands gently stroked her swollen breasts, his thumbs tenderly caressing her nipples in gentle circles. She arched her back, a slight moan hardly escaping her luscious lips. "Take me," she begged, her lips against his bicep. She pulled him into her, urging him on.
Finally, he complied with her and entered her. Mackenzie gasped as she felt him fill her. The way he felt inside of her was exquisite. She moaned again. How she loved him… he was her world. "Oh, Roderic," she whispered. "Oh, yes."
They made love passionately, quiet moans filling the air. Together they were joined in a passionate embrace, intimately connected.
Pleasure coursed through Mackenzie's veins as her breathing quickened. He rocked his hips into hers, slowly and gently thrusting into her body. "Yes," she moaned, her lips pressed against his neck. "Oh, God, yes." He smiled at her as she moaned again, praising her husband's prowess. He was incredible. His body pressed firmly into hers was perfection. She could feel every muscle in his body contracting with pleasure. He suddenly kissed her with such carnal passion that it robbed her of her breath. Her heart raced, pounding in her chest, as she felt him move in and out of her in a tantalizing rhythm. He kissed her again and again, deepening with every kiss.
His hands were buried in her silky tresses as hers clutched her back with powerful emotion. She let out a passionate moan as he clutched her closer to him and drove into her harder. She felt herself spiraling towards her release and arched into him, thrusting her hips into his. She cried out with the passion building inside of her. Rod was also nearing his climax. He pulled her close to him and put his lips to her ear, whispering, "I love you, Mackenzie."
"I love you too," she cried softly in response. The pressure kept building inside of her and his urgency was apparent as he thrust himself inside her powerfully. Finally, Mac felt a gush of warmth inside her as Rod moaned her name. Rod's body strained and shook as he climaxed. With his final thrust, she was also rocked by a mind-numbing rush of pleasure. She cried out as she felt his warmth within her and felt her skin tingle with the glorious climax she was experiencing.
He withdrew, sliding out of her, but then gathered her into his arms and held her close, cradling her head on his chest. She could feel his heart beating- the heart that loved her. She snuggled into his chest and he wrapped his arms around her tightly in a tender embrace. She looked up at him and smiled her delicate, beautiful smile. He smiled back, knowing, as he had for so long, that she was in his arms for good- never to leave him. "I love you," she told him softly.
"I love you too, Mackenzie. All of you," Rod told her with a tender kiss.
"You mean it?" Mac asked him seriously, rolling over to look at him.
He settled her in his arms again before replying, "Of course I mean it. I love being a father and I will love this child endlessly."
"I know you will," she acknowledged. "But I'm the President of the United States…"
"So things are a little different… a little bit harder," he said. "We'll make it work."
"But what about…" she started.
He placed a finger over her lips, silencing her. "We have 9 months to figure it out, Mackenzie."
"Thank you," she told him, and together they drifted off to sleep… his heart as her lullaby.