I can't believe Luke's been gone 2 years. It doesn't even seem real still. Dedicated to all the Brenda and Dylan shippers with included Luke himself. Enjoy! Definitely rated M. Sorry I took so long!
Chapter 36
Magnified x 1000
Brenda eats her fruit in silence. It's been three days since the doctor's appointment that confirmed her pregnancy and turned Dylan into a word vomiting idiot. He eyes her over his coffee mug. Awkward silence filling the air. That ride home from the doctor was one he'll never forget. Brenda in tears, sobbing, him trying to apologize over and over again and then followed up with three damn days of complete and utter silence. Olivia at home again, doing her routine, Brenda didn't even talk to him about mundane parent stuff. They should be telling their daughter that they are engaged, sharing the news with their family and friends, instead they are completely ignoring one another. This was getting ridiculous.
"Bren?" Dylan tests the waters. Claire had picked up Olivia this morning already and Dylan knew Brenda had the day off. "Can we talk please?"
Brenda sighs and gets up from the kitchen table, setting her bowl in the sink. "Brenda…please?"
She turns now glaring at him. Not saying a single word. Waiting for him to spit out whatever he wants to say.
"I'm sorry." Dylan gets up walking to the kitchen counter. "I'm really really sorry baby." He begs.
Brenda rolls her eyes and moves to leave the kitchen. Nope Dylan isn't going to allow the same thing to go on anymore. He moves quickly blocking her way. Brenda looks at him. Saying nothing. "Brenda." He whispers achingly. "You can't block me out. We're getting married…were having another baby. Please…talk to me."
Brenda only stares at him. Her chest heaving a little.
Silence…glare
He throws his hands up frustrated, "Yell at me then…cuss me out! Call me an asshole. Something please!"
"You're an asshole." Brenda says calmly.
He looks into her eyes, yeah it didn't help. He huffs out and looks into her eyes sadly. "I fucked up. I'm so sorry. You have to forgive me."
"Do I?" Brenda's head kinks to the side a little. "And…why is that?"
Dylan's hands come out, because you just do, he thinks but knows that's not the answer she wants. Dylan grabs her left hand, brings it between them, holding it up showcasing her engagement ring. "Because we love each other and were getting married." He says calmly, his eyes pleading. He's tried everything, seducing her, buying her too many flowers it had looked like a funeral home, apologizing and now it was time to grovel.
He drops to his knees, still holding her hand, "Baby I'm sorry…please forgive me." He looks up at her, his eyes pleading.
Brenda rolls her eyes. She pulls her hand back forcibly. "Get up…don't be ridiculous."
His hands grab at her hips keeping her there, still on his knees, "It was stupid…I was stupid. I read that book and when they said doctors see patients at 8 weeks, I jumped to conclusions. I should have talked to you about my fears or maybe I should have just shut the fuck up for 15 minutes. I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm sorry."
Brenda's eyes soften, "You're always sorry."
Dylan sighs sadly.
"How long have you known me Dylan?" She stares down at him.
He swallows hard, "A long time…12 years."
"And in those 12 years did I ever do anything that would make you think I would lie to you? Did I ever give you the impression I was the kind of girl to tell you I was pregnant when I thought the baby was someone else's? That I wouldn't have sat you down and told you, hey I don't know who the father is of my baby? That I would be the kind of girl who wouldn't know…who slept around?"
Dylan shook his head, "No."
Brenda's hands came out with a shrug, "Then why?"
Dylan gets up, he looks down at her, "It's me…my insecurity…my issue…my fear. I am sorry. Please just for one second put yourself in my shoes."
Brenda huffs out a laugh, "I'm tired, I'm bloated, nauseous and hormonal. Put yourself in my shoes. You wanted to be around this time…well this is me being pregnant!" she raises her voice at the end.
"What? Crazy?" The minute the words left his mouth, he knew he fucked up again.
Brenda's mouth drops, "Oh hell no." She breathes, "Oh fuck this." She moves quickly.
"Brenda." Dylan moves with her, she grabs her purse forcibly, "Where are you going?"
She turns as she stands in front of the door, "OUT!" she screams. Tears fill her eyes, "I can't look at you right now." With that she powerfully opens the door, slamming it behind her.
Dylan whines looking at the ceiling, exasperated. "FUCK!" he hollers. His hand goes to a pile of mail at the table. He back hands it sending letters across the room.
Brenda sits at a booth at the pit, biting hardily into a mega burger with everything. She moans, fuck its good. She has been craving it since last night. She didn't even eat things like this. She tries to eat healthy, even being along the lines of a vegan now days but the taste of grease, cheese and meat is pure heaven, and she takes another bite not even swallowing the one before. She looks up her mouth overly full seeing Jax smile at her. He is thoroughly entertained watching her devour that cheeseburger.
He chuckles and moves towards her. Brenda wiping her face with a napkin embarrassed. "Hungry?" he laughs a little as he sits down across from her.
She swallows the enormous bite and nods. "So good." She covers her mouth with a laugh.
He laughs out loud, holding his smile. His dimple prominent. God he's handsome. "How you doing Bren?" he asks still amused.
Brenda's tongue slides across her teeth now that she has swallowed her indulgence. "Pregnant." She says with a nod.
Jax's smile fades, "What?" his elbows lay on the table, his hands closer to hers now. His eyes hopeful and terrified at the same time. "Really?" there is a twinkle in his eye she catches right away and then is angry at herself for being too honest.
"Pregnant?" he breathes, his mouth twitching into a small smile. "How far along?" His smile widens.
Her hand comes over his, "6 weeks 6 days." She swallows hard, knowing she just broke his heart again.
His expression morphs from potentially excited to disappointed in an instant. He nods, looking to the front door of the Peach Pit as it dings. His eyes find hers again, this time there are unshed tears there. He nods understanding.
"I'm sorry Jax. I don't know why I told you. I haven't told anyone, I guess…I just needed to tell someone."
He gives her a sincere smile, "Is Dylan excited?" he swallows hard, hating the thought.
She breathes out with a shake of her head, dropping the napkin on the table. "Dylan is…I don't know what the fuck Dylan is." She says honestly.
Jax laughs a little, "What did he do?" He leans back into his chair.
So, Brenda tells him, tells him everything. She isn't sure exactly why. Talk about word vomit. It just all spills out, about seeing them kiss, Michelle, and finding out she was pregnant, to the engagement and the conversation at the doctor's office. She couldn't stop and she is quite sure that if Nat had come over here and asked how she was the word vomit would have been the same. She needed to talk to someone and Jax was just there. He listened intently, shaking his head when appropriate and being there. When she's finished she waits for advice.
"I mean…Bren…give him a little bit of slack here." Brenda pouts. Jax laughs at her expression. "Sure, he could have gone about it another way but he's human. You've been seeing someone else, he thought you only saw the doctor at 8 weeks. I mean…it's a natural reaction. I'm not going to lie and tell you…I didn't think or hope that maybe…" he stopped at took a breath, "I was hoping it was mine. I wanted it to be mine."
Brenda's head tilts touched, "I'm so sorry." She breathes.
Jax shakes his head and moves so he is siting next to her in the booth. His arm comes around her as she cuddles into his chest, "Don't be. I'm happy for you…for Olivia to have a sibling…even for Dylan." Brenda sobs out. Fuck these hormones.
"I'm happy for you." He repeats. "I can't believe I'm saying this but give him a break…he thought he lost you, then you have this amazing news and I know how he feels, sometimes you don't see the beauty in the good things, because you think it might be too good to be true." Brenda leans up. "maybe he thought he didn't deserve this second chance or how he'd gotten so lucky."
"How did you?" Brenda thinks about the conversation her and Dylan had the night he proposed.
"How is it that all my faults, my regrets, mistakes led me here. What? There just gone now?"
Brenda shakes her head, "Not gone…past?"
Dylan nods, "Exactly. Which means it's still hanging around. I just…I don't know, it's like raindrops in a barrel and just one more rain drop and the whole thing washes over the side…I mean I get a do over. Nothing can bring back what I missed with Olivia but now I get to experience all this with you like it's the first time. It just seems too good, you seem too good to be true that I get be with you, that you're choosing me when I should have chosen you a million times."
Jax's voice brings her back to the present, "I know because…I felt the same."
Brenda hugs him tightly, "Thank you."
She backs away from him and smiles as she wipes the tears from her eyes. Jax pushes the mega burger plate towards her, "Eat…take care of that baby."
Brenda laughs and enjoys the rest of her lunch with good company. Jax is such an amazing guy. If only she knew of a pretty brunette that needed the commitment and stability Jax could bring.
"YOU…KNOCKED…HER…UP…AGAIN…" Steve shouts each word, aiming a jab to Dylan's body with each one. Some he dodges, some he lands. Dylan doesn't answer as they shuffle around each other in the ring. Dylan needed to blow off steam, and who better a person than to bounce stuff off of but Steve. The only one out of his guy friends that was a father himself. Also, Dylan with full knowledge, Maddie was a glorious surprise for both him and Janet. And let's face it the only one that didn't have a connection to one of Brenda's best girlfriends. David and Brandon had ties with Donna and Kelly…Dylan may be a complete idiot sometimes, but he knew Brenda would want to tell her friends…her brother…this news with him. Dylan uses one of his gloves to wipe the rivulet of sweat off his forehead.
"You've got." Jab "to be." Dylan weaves from his hook, "SHITTING ME!" jab-jab-punch! Dylan ducks the last one.
"This is unreal." He continues to rant, pretty much to himself, as they continue to spar around the ring of the gym. "First, she tells you, you have a 4-year-old daughter, that you just met mind you, then you turn in your players card in…which let's be honest, we all were jealous of…then she starts seeing that hunky Jax, only for her to say your name in the middle of sex with him, because god forbid Brenda moves on without you." Dylan stops, breathing hard.
"What?" Steve still hoping around on his feet.
"But that wasn't enough, you had to take it farther and really leave your mark on her by claiming her even more."
"Enough." Dylan says pissed off as he delivers a body blow to his stomach and sends him flying back against the ropes.
They both try to catch their breaths, "What…are you talking about…Brenda said my name in the middle of…sex with Jax." There is disgust in his voice as he repeats it.
Steve rights himself off the ropes, his gloved hands hit his hips, "Yeah…you didn't know?"
"How do you?" Dylan is surprised he's hearing about this from Steve of all people, how come he didn't know this?
Steve nods, "Brandon." He breathes out, "Fuck…I'm out of shape. I assume he found out from Kel. In Arizona…that's why Jax broke up with her."
Dylan's eyes widen, then a smile spreads across his face. "Interesting." He nods.
"So, what are you going to do?"
"What do you mean…what am I going to do? It's my baby…it's my Bren…I'm gonna marry her."
A wide smile spreads across Steve's face. He moves in and hugs him hard. Dylan trying to back away from his sweaty hold. "Ugh Steve."
"You're going to be a dad…well I mean a dad again." He rocks him back and forth, hugging him tightly.
Dylan makes a face and tries to escape, seeing that it's impossible Dylan pats Steve's back to please him with his glove. It works because Steve separates from him. "So awesome. You and Bren…having another kid…getting married." He shakes his head, pleased, "It's like all is right in the world."
Dylan laughs at that and gives him a nod. Steve takes his gloves off, exhausted, "Fuck I'm starving…lets go to the pit."
Dylan follows along, thinking that's a good idea. As they walk in, they see Brandon and Kelly sitting in a booth and tthey automatically go to join them. Dylan pulls Steve back, "Don't say anything, okay? You're the only one who knows so far. I know Bren would want to tell them." Steve looks almost glassy eyed and so touched. "You told me first?" He is definitely going to try to hug him again.
Dylan sticks up his hand, "Get out of here." Steve just laughs and pats his back as they join their friends. Dylan's mood is most definitely improved even though he knows he still has some work to do with Brenda. Telling someone helped and he was finally feeling excited. Excited for this new chapter of his life.
Brandon reaches for his phone that dings alerting a text message, "It's Bren." Dylan's ears automatically perk up. "Wow…she really did it." Brandon comments.
"Did what?" Steve asked the question Dylan is thinking.
"She is taking time off." Brandon looks around the table, "She is meeting with her agent and I guess her understudy will take over for her with this upcoming production."
"Did she say why?" Kelly takes a bite of her salad.
Brandon shook his head, "No…I assume she wants to be around for Olivia more maybe. I don't know she said she had something to tell me." He shrugged nonchalantly. Dylan and Steve eye each other. Brandon picks up his burger but puts it down with a sigh when his phone chirps again. "Jesus Bren."
Dylan eyes his phone, nothing from Brenda at all. "What she say?" Dylan asks interested and a little sad.
Brandon looks up with a funny expression, "She wants a mega burger…2 mega burgers." Steve laughs out loud. Brandon looks at Kelly, "I thought Bren was a vegan?" Kelly shrugs.
"She is craving a burger." Steve says laughing as Dylan kicks Steve under the table. "What?"
Dylan stares down at his phone, why isn't she texting him? He would bring her anything she wanted. When did this start? She was having cravings now? Dylan wanted to be a part of all this.
Brandon is still looking at his phone, "Chocolate milk? What is she six? The last time Brenda drank chocolate…" his eyes meet Dylan's "Oh hell." He shakes his head with a smirk.
"Brandon…outside…talk…now." Dylan gets up hastily as Brandon is laughing now, still shaking his head.
Kelly looks at Steve, "What the hell did I miss?"
Steve takes a big bite of his burger, "I'm sworn to secrecy." He talks with his mouth so full it makes Kelly cringe.
Brandon is laughing out loud when the door dings shut and they are out on the sidewalk, "You did it again…didn't you? Bren is preg…"
"You have to act like you don't know…don't tell Kel please I'm already in hot water with your sister." Dylan begs.
"Why?" Brandon looks amused.
Dylan sighs loudly, "I'm…stupid…I may have questioned the paternity of this baby…to her face. And called her crazy in her hormonal wrath."
Brandon stares at him, "You stupid son of…"
"I KNOW!" Dylan yells. "You can't tell her you know."
"Dude…it's Brenda's fault. Sorry but the chocolate milk was a dead giveaway. She must have drunk it throughout her entire pregnancy with Olivia. It wasn't your fault."
Dylan looked down before looking at his best friend, "Why don't I know that? Why didn't she text me?"
"Probably because she's mad at you. Dylan…give her a break. This is new for both of you. She didn't have anyone the first time. Give her a chance to get used to the idea."
"She is going to be my wife Brandon…I need to know these things."
"You're marrying her?" Brandon's eyes widen.
"Fuck." Was all that Dylan breaths. "You don't know anything." He repeats.
Brandon sets his arm around him, "Yeeeah…that one was on you and congratulations…brother." He smiles widely.
Dylan whimpers, since when does he have such a big issue keeping his god damn mouth shut?
Dylan orders 4 mega burgers with everything and stops off to buy 2 gallons of chocolate milk. His key doesn't even touch the lock before it's yanked open and Brenda urgently looks at him disappointed.
"I thought you were Brandon." She says dissatisfied until she spots the chocolate milk in his hand and lunges for it.
"Oh my god, thank you!" She exclaims, prying it out of his hand and immediately tears into the top opening.
Holy shit
She continues to wrestle with it as she turns and heads into the house. Dylan follows behind her carrying a white bag from the pit. She sets the milk on the kitchen counter and with the added leverage, manages to get the carton open before lifting it and taking a few chugs that would put most men in a beer chugging contest to shame.
Dylan smirks watching her, she appears perfectly pretty and feminine in her jeans and a cropped white t-shirt showing her flat stomach, with her luscious thick hair hanging down around her, yet she's savagely consuming the milk Dylan bought her. She sets the carton down with a thunk and sighs with relief.
She sniffs the air slightly and looks at him, "Mega Burgers?"
Dylan laughs a little and pushes the white bag towards her. She turns and grabs 2 dishes from the cupboard and fishes two hamburgers out of the bag. She sets them nicely on the plate. She gently pushes a plate towards Dylan and keeps one for herself. Dylan watches in amazement as she takes a huge bite of the burger.
"Okay…sooo." Starts to ask casually. "the cravings have commenced. Any other symptoms kicking in yet?"
She shrugs chewing with her mouth closed, looking at him with her blue eyes. She swallows hard, "Ummm. Just a little fatigue and dizziness. Nausea in the morning and before bed, sometimes I don't have an appetite and other times I feel like a could eat the entire refrigerator." She answers honestly and it makes Dylan smile.
"My hormones are out of whack, like I cried over an Angel Soft commercial last night. Everything is just magnetized. But maybe I shouldn't tell you that because you think I'm crazy as it is."
Dylan moves quickly, "I want to know everything. I don't care how minimal, or gross or embarrassing it is. I want to know everything Bren. You're not crazy."
She swallows hard and nods. Silence fills the kitchen. His arms gently wrap around her waist and to his surprise she lets him. "Did you just say you cried over a toilet paper commercial?" he slowly brings her against him.
"Yes, the one where the little girl is crying in the bathroom and her dad passes her a note under the door written on toilet paper; it's sweet, it gets to me, I don't wanna talk about it!" her voice elevates and alternates between emotional and indignant.
Dylan chuckles kissing her forehead softly. She finally wraps her arms around his waist and lets him hold her.
"So…these magnified feelings…is this every feeling?" Dylan asks clicking his tongue, so she'll get his lighthearted innuendo. He brings her impossibly closer to him. Her head now rests on his chest.
She giggles a little. "You're always horny."
His cheek rests on the top of her head, "Yeah…are you?"
She leans out and rolls her eyes and backs away from him. "The only thing I'm horny for right now…is my mega burger."
Dylan laughs out loud and shakes his head. He takes his plate and Brenda's and brings it into the living room. They sit down and eat. Making lighthearted conversation. Olivia is actually spending the night with Claire. It was her idea when Brenda called her upset earlier. They settle into a nice time. They don't bring up the fight or the doctor's office, Dylan has apologized a million times and Jax was right, it was time to give Dylan a little bit of a break. In the grand scheme of things, it wasn't all that important. The baby was his, they were engaged, and it was honestly too exhausting staying mad at him. During dinner Dylan's gaze could melt Brenda's clothes off and after the mega burger is inhaled and that craving is satisfied, Brenda finds herself craving something else. The way he looks at her, the way his mouth turns up on the right side, the shy way he looks down before meeting her gaze. He's driving her fucking crazy. Brenda can feel her body temperature rise and blood run straight to that special place between her legs which seemed to have gotten her into trouble to begin with. This need was new, Dylan wasn't around for her first pregnancy, the other stuff all was normal.
Dylan eyes her and pats the spot on the couch next to himself. "Come over here…sit by me." His voice is low and she's not sure it's meant to be seductive but it sure as hell is. Brenda clenches her legs together.
"You know…you could let me take care of that little problem you're having?" His eyes are back to being lustful as they undress her. Brenda feels another flood of lust toward her core. Shit everything is magnified.
"I don't know what you're talking about. What problem?" She gives him an exaggerated shrug like she has no clue what he's talking about.
"Give me a break Bren." He continues level her with his eyes, and that combined low and steady voice, "You think after 12 years I can't tell when you're turned on?"
"Uh…" Shit look at that, she's gone all stupid and wordless.
Dylan leans his elbow's on his knees, "You're body temperature is up, you have that lustful blush spreading down your chest." Heat flames her face, and she knows she is even more red. "You have these flowery pheromones when you are in the mood. They're all around me at the moment. When you are horny you lick your lips, and I don't even think you realize it." As if on cue she does just that making Dylan smile. "Plus…you're clenching your thighs together trying to add friction."
"I'm…fine," Brenda says uncomfortably shrugging again.
"Yeah…you sure as hell are." He agrees, "But…when you were pregnant with Olivia, I wasn't there, and you said earlier things are magnified. I know you want me right now and my god I want you too…so…why don't you let me make you feel better."
"Okay." The words slip out of Brenda's mouth without even realizing it.
It only takes two seconds before Dylan wraps one arm around her lifting her effortlessly, he lays her down on the couch. His top half presses into her as he hovers over her to press his mouth to hers, letting his tongue dive inside as his other hand works the button of her jeans.
Holy hell.
Dylan takes both sides of them and pulls them down so forcibly he takes her panties with them. His fingers find her center discovering the overwhelming wetness that has been flowing since the moment he started teasing her. He pulls away to kiss down her neck, letting his tongue peek out again to swirl around the hallow of her throat, eliciting a desperate moan from her lips. Another rush of arousal flows like molten lava to her core from the sensation of his fingers rubbing her with frantic need.
My god.
Another moan escapes from Brenda's lips from deep in her chest as Dylan kisses his way down her stomach. He flattens his palm across her flat belly. Placing a kiss at her pubic bone. His eyes meet hers and she smiles at him. Moving on from the baby, he remembers where he is headed. His hands caress up and down her thighs a few times before grasping her knees and lifting them into position over his shoulders. Dylan looks at her with hooded bedroom eyes that dominate, yet ask permission at the same time, before he closes them and runs his tongue down the inside of her left thigh, leaving a trail of wetness. Brenda's eyes close and her head tilts back when she feels it swipe up through her folds. That, along with the gentle vibration from the moan Dylan makes when his mouth comes in contact with her skin, makes her whole entire body hum. Magnification times 1000, it's a fucking microscope. It's like he's waited a lifetime to taste her, when it's only been three days since he had.
It's slow, and soft; teasing. And then he does it again with slightly more pressure, making her gasp. Each sweep of his tongue against her most sensitive bud is harder and wetter than the last, and her hands reach down to grip the edge of the couch as Dylan continues to lick her and groan against her skin, driving Brenda fucking insane. She's a moaning, panting, whimpering mess, letting it all out; everything he's making her feel. So glad that they are alone in this house right now.
His hands alternate gripping hard to the skin of her. thigh, and soothing it with a caress as his tongue moves swifter and harder against her clit, occasionally flicking and thrusting inside her. He latches onto her, going back and forth between sucking and licking, his tongue pushing her closer to orgasm. Her moans get louder, sounding desperate. It feels too good. She wants to hit pause and stay in this blissful euphoria forever, yet she can't take it anymore.
"Dylan…oh my god…Dylan…Shit!' Her nonsensical cries of ecstasy earn her another moan against her folds, bring her up another level.
Brenda arches her back, pushing into his mouth, and with a few more flicks of his tongue, the world turns bright white behind her eyelids as a monumental orgasm crashes through her, making her cry out and while she can barely hear it over the blood rushing in her ears, She is pretty sure she can be heard all up and down the street. She swears she feels her soul leave her body and explode into millions of tiny particles that hung suspended in the air around them. As she comes down from the high, they gravitate back towards each other, slowly reconnecting until she's whole again and it rejoins her body.
Still trying to catch her breath, she opens her eyes and chance a look down at the man who has rocked her word and turned it upside down since they were kids. His eyes are on hers, with a blend of satisfaction and awe dancing in them. Brenda's throat is dry and her chest is heaving as he begins to kiss up her leg toward her hip. Speaking in a sexy rasp between kisses.
"Fuck…you…taste…so…good." His deep voice murmurs against her skin as his lips reach her stomach again. He kisses the spot again tenderly and her hands come up to thread themselves in his brown hair, holding on as he brings his face up to hers and starts kissing her, sweetly at first, and then with an urgency.
Brenda reaches down and palms the thick bulge that has steeled inside his jeans. Dylan groans into her mouth and reaches down to fumble with his belt. Her arousal starts to wake again when she hears the clinking of the buckle, followed by the pop of the button on his fly. He pushes his jeans down below his ass, taking his black boxer briefs with them. Brenda looks down to watch him pump himself with his hand a couple times before rubbing it between her folds. His eyes stare into hers as he presses the tip against her entrance. She holds his face and whimpers into his mouth while he kisses her. He pushes through her entrance slowly as she squeezes him at the same time until he is finally sated fully inside.
"Awww Fuck." Dylan curses out dropping his face to her neck and groaning loudly. "Jesus Bren." He grunts as they both get used to the feeling.
He finally moves slow a first, cherishing the warmth. How can this feel better than before? Dylan picks up the pace, her hips meeting his, holy fuck, she just squeezed the ever-living hell out of my dick.
"Shit." He drops his face into her neck again, "Do that again."
"This?" she teases, squeezing him hard again, her rhythm not even faltering as her hips move along with his.
"Fuck yeah, that." Dylan urges her on picking up speed.
"Yes." Brenda hisses, "Right there…harder." Dylan smirks at her dirty talk and complies. He immediately starts pounding his hips into her harder, feeing his dick hit her sweet spot deep inside. Her moans turn to screams and a sheen of sweat starts to spread across his back. His thrusts reach a hard, brutal rhythm. There's a slight pain mixed in with the pleasure and Brenda cannot understand the sensation this is bringing her. Pregnancy sex is phenomenal, who fucking knew!
Dylan lifts her t-shirt up and pulls one of the cups of her bra down to bring his mouth down over it. He sucks hard, swirling his warm, tongue around the tip, making Brenda's fever climb and she bucks into him harder, her eyes closing.
"Look at me baby." He demands breathlessly. "So pretty." He says, when she looks up to see the ecstasy burning in the dark depths of his. He lays a hand on the couch while reaching behind her with his other arm to gather her close. With a few more hard hits from him, Brenda explodes around him, coming harder than she has ever in her life. Her arms go around his. neck, hanging on tightly as she gets tossed around in the waves.
"Fuck." Dylan grunts into her neck as he joins her in this exquisite release. His body jerks and shudders against hers as his roars join her cries. She feels his cock pulse and throb inside of her as her orgasm rolls and rolls though her body. It seems to go on forever as they take turns moaning and cursing before finally, she releases him and lets her body relax back on the coach. Dylan steadies his weight on both hands, hovering over her, trying to catch his breath.
They both stare at each other a moment, before each letting out a breathless chuckle. He lays his body down on hers and kisses her mouth, moaning softly against her lips.
"I don't think there are words for how fucking incredible that was." He muses. He gets serious, still attached, "I love you…you know that right? You know that I want you and Olivia and this baby. I want it so much I can't see straight. You know…right?" He asks nervously.
Brenda smiles ad nods, "I do…I do know."
Dylan kisses her again tenderly…sweetly, letting his tongue mix with hers. When Dylan straightens back up, he gently pulls out of her and starts pulling his pants the rest of the way…down?
Brenda draws her eyebrows together, "What are you doing?" Ecpectting him to be putting the pans back on.
He takes her hand, gently puling her to sit up in front of him. He tilts her chin up with one hand while the other unsnaps her bra.
"You are out of your damn mind if you think I'm done with you." Brenda's eyes go wide as she looks up at him, taking in what he's just said. He gathers her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. Before making another move, sincerity falls across his eyes, 'Unless you want me to be?"
"Oh hell no." she reassures him with a smile. He laughs out loud and carries her up the stairs to his bedroom. Their bedroom because after tonight he doesn't plan to sleep without her ever again.
Next up they tell Olivia they are getting married, and the gang. Probably more fun pregnancy stuff. I know I'm late on Luke's 2-year anniversary of his death but I had tried to post it in time. I'm working on Journals too, but I'm not even half done with that one. So, Steve told Dylan about Brenda saying Jax's name, do you think he should keep this information to himself or share it with Brenda? I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It was kind of funny, the stuff at the pit and I just love writing Steve. He's so fun. Hit review my lovely readers. I appreciate you!