Chapter 21

Rae walked out in the hall way and began walking down the hall to her room, when she reached her room Randy was just coming out of their room with a worried look on his face.

"Rae where have you been? I tired calling the room to check on you, then I realized that I didn't give you the key so I came looking for you." Randy grabbed Rae and pulled her tight against him. "I went and talked to the girls and they said they hadn't seen you since the show."

"I missed the girls, but Dave was still at the arena so he gave me a ride back here and when I noticed that I didn't have the key he let me stay with him." Rae explained.

"Is everything okay? You seem kind of upset." Randy noticed the pale color of her skin.

"We need to talk Randy." He nodded his head and turned back to their room door.

Once inside the room Rae pulled Randy over to eh couch holding his hands in her they sat and Randy watched Rae play with the palms of his hands as if she were nervous to talk to him.

Something happened between her and Dave I just know it.

"Randy you know that I love you and that I would never lie to you or intentionally hurt you." Rae paused and continued to look at his hands. "With that said when I went to Dave's room tonight things got out of hand. We started talking and he confessed his feelings for me and then kissed me and one thing led to another." Randy felt tears hit the palm of his hand.

"Did the two of you have sex?" he asked barely above a whisper.

"No I stopped it just before it got that far," Rae cried. It broke Randy's heart to watch his girl cry in front of him like she was, removing his hands from hers he pulled her to him and let her cry into his chest as he ran his hands through her hair and over her back. "I'm so sorry Randy. I swear I never meant to do anything with him."

"Shh, baby its okay. I know that you didn't go to his room for anything," he kissed the top of her head. "I'm just glad that you stop before anything serious could happen."

"You're not mad." Rae looked up.

Randy shook his head with a half smile. "I'm not mad at you sweetie. I'm mad at Dave, because he never should have taken advantage of you like that."

"Randy please don't say anything to Dave about what happened it's just as much my fault as it is his."

Using his thumb he brushed the tears from her face then kissed her lips. "I have an idea," he whispered against her lips. "What do you say I strip you out of these clothes and do what I came back here to do?" Rae smiled at him then pushed his lips back to hers. "I guess I can take that as a yes." Randy moved his lips back to hers as she allowed his tongue to invade her mouth, hot and demanding, reminding her of his taste and scent. She desperately wanted this, wanted to prove to him that he was the one that she truly loved.

When he lifted his head and looked down at her she was devastated by his intensity. His face was taut with emotion and feelings he was trying desperately hard to control. When he bent to her again there was a dangerous hunger in his invasion, a mind-numbing ardour that enveloped her in its thrall.

"I have to keep reminding myself that you're pregnant, because I don't want to hurt you." He moved her shirt from her shoulder and lapped at the bare skin with his tongue.

"You could never hurt me." She protested, parting the neckline of his shirt and pressing her face against his hot skin. There was a film of moisture on his chest and she allowed herself to taste it, loving the wet his flesh tensed at the intimate brush of her tongue.

"Oh God." Randy muttered, as he pulled her shirt over her head to reveal the skimpy bra she wore underneath it. Two round cups of cream lace barely contained the rounded breasts that were spilling out from them.

"Randy…" His name was s heady sound on her lips. Hearing her use it in that seductive way was like drowning in sensation. His body stiffened automatically, and he thought she had no idea what she was doing to him. The swollen muscle between his legs was becoming a constant ache.

He found the fastener that secured the flimsy bra and dealt with it. Then, urging her back against the cushions, he positioned himself beside her. He didn't lie over her, although he wanted, he didn't want to hurt her or the baby.

Even so he couldn't prevent himself form caressing her breasts, from lowering his head and taking one sensitive nipple into his mouth. She moaned softly, her pulse palpitation beneath his fingers, her hands reaching for him in must acceptance of her own needs. Her hands probed inside his shirt, twining in the hair that grew longer at the nape of his neck. She was eager, he realized. She moved against him and he was sure she must feel his taut maleness against her hip. Her response, her willingness, was making him want to move faster than he intended, and when her legs parted he couldn't prevent his thigh from pushing urgently between her legs.

"Rae." He groaned, one hand sliding down to cup her bottom, moving beneath her skirt to find the soft skin at the top of her legs. She arched against his hand, and that almost drove him crazy. He wanted to be inside her so bad, to feel her taut muscles urging him on. As if her head wasn't spinning enough and her breathing was unregulated, he slipped his flingers partway into her. She trailed her hand down his chest to the waistband of his trousers. His shirt was half open anyway, and she completed the task. The buckle on his belt presented the next obstacle, but when she would have loosened it his hand stopped her.

"Wait." His voice was hoarse, and she realized he was no more immune to her explorations then she was to his. "I don't think you understand what you're doing to me. I'm not made of stone, Rae."

"Neither am I," She said, kissing his chest. "I want you now Randy. Every time that you touch me, I want you to make love to me."

"I will baby, but not here on the couch." He stood lifting her in his arms.

"I'm not heavy?"

"No, and you never will be." He crossed the room, pushed open the doors to the huge master bedroom.

Randy laid Rae on the bed, with no lights and just the moon shining through the long oriel windows, its pale light adding to her beauty. Randy lay down beside her she turned eagerly towards him. He was gentle now, even though she sensed the urgency underlying his touch. Her skirt had been pushed up to her waist and she had no clue where her bra was. But all thoughts were pushed out of her head when he bent to nibble at the creamy fullness of her breasts.

Releasing one plump nipple, he allowed his tongue to trail a sensuous path fro her breast to her navel. She quivered as he used his teeth to pull her lacy scrap of underwear away, and fairly bucked against him when he replaced his probing fingers with his tongue. Her breathing quickened in response. She climaxed moments later, and he stifled her cry beneath the hungry pressure of him mouth. It pleased him enormously that she was so responsive, and this time when she reached for his buckle he didn't stop her. It took all his self-control not to lose it completely when she took his thick shaft into her hands. But he wanted to be inside her when he found his own release, although she protested, he drew away to tear off his shirt and push his dress pants down his legs.

Then he was beside her again, satisfying her impatience and his own by positioning himself above her, her legs parting willingly when he straddled her.

"Have I told you that you're so damn sexy?" he breathed, and she felt the heat of his erection nudging her wet core.

He entered her in one almost smooth thrust, Rae hadn't been prepared for the pain after the gentleness of his mouth, she tried to stifle her moan of anguish against his throat, but it escaped anyway.

"No." she protested when he withdrew. "Please don't stop."

"Baby I don't want to hurt you, and by the look on your face I have done just that."

"Just a little," she pulled his head back to hers. "I'm just a little sensitive that happens when you pregnant. I promise it doesn't hurt that much and I'm almost sure it won't hurt again." She kissed his lips. "Do you still want me?"

"Of course I still want you Rae; I just don't want to hurt you."

"You won't." Rae said firmly, bringing herself up on her elbows and drawing his hands to her breasts.

"God, Rae." His mouth possessed her with the utmost tenderness.

Her fingers stroked his swollen erection. "You can't stop now Randy, you and I both know it."

He spread her legs and eased into her, using his lips and his tongue to relieve any pain she might feel, she received him easily, her body slick and damp from her exertions. Randy was blown away again by this woman, she was everything he'd ever wanted in a woman and the muscles in his gut tightened when they felt her willing response.

Rae was equally moved, she welcomed his heat and the fullness his body created. But she was unprepared for the feelings that surfaced when he withdrew partway before pushing into her again, feelings she's had only once before in her life, only they were deeper and stronger, causing a wave of expectation to sweep through her abdomen and up her spine until she felt as if she was tingling all over.

She lifted her legs and wound them around his hips, holding him inside her. Randy took a studying breath, trying to control the urge to quicken his pace, but it wasn't as easy task when he could feel the rippling wave of her orgasm tightening her muscles around him.

His body throbbed with the need for his own release, giving in; he quickened his pace and spilled himself inside her.

Without a word he slipped from her, laid beside her pulling her against him brushing her sweat drenched hair from her face and placed a kiss on her lips.

"I love you Randy."

"Do you really mean that Rae?"

"I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean. I love you more then I have ever loved anyone before and I can't tell you how happy I am that we are going to raise this baby together, as it should be."

Randy placed his hand on her bare stomach. "Rae I really think that you need to tell Dave the truth about the baby and let him decide if he wants to be apart of its life. I don't feel right about lying to him." He paused. "What are you going to tell people if the baby looks like Dave?"

"I don't know Randy. We'll deal with that when we cross that bridge. I really don't want to talk about this right now. All I want to do is lay here in your arms and feel safe and loved."

"Okay." Randy kissed her forehead.