Second Chance Rescue, page 21
She hops up and I close the door slowly behind her and run around the back of the truck to get in on my side. Macy reaches over to turn on the radio and I let her pick the station. I always let her choose. She lands on Christmas music and I can’t help but smile. It’s hard to believe Christmas will be here in a little over a month from now. “You Make It Feel Like Christmas” by Gwen Stefani and Blake Shelton comes on the radio and Macy starts singing, her hand forms into a microphone in front of her as she belts it out. I discovered last year after she settled in how amazing her voice is when she sings. I could listen to it for hours on end.
“I want to thank you baby. You make it feel like Christmas.” I belt out startling Macy. I know my voice is terrible. It always has been, but I can’t help it, I want to be a part of her little party. Macy looks over at me and raises an eyebrow. She never says a word, but I know what she’s thinking even though she’d never say it out loud. She chuckles and shakes her head then keeps singing.
I continue to hum as I hear “But I found forever in that very first kiss.” She sings sweetly back to me. She’s not Gwen, but I think she is better. We sing along with a few more songs until we reach the park we first visited right after I met Robert. We pull up and I hear her gasp. In front of us is a path lit with lanterns, highlighting us to the bench where we almost lost ourselves in each other for the first time. I remember that day like it was yesterday.
Her smile reaches the corners of her eyes. “Trev… this is gorgeous. Did you do this all by yourself?”
“I had a little help from Cheryl.” I get out of the truck and walk across the front to let Macy out. I open the door for her and she slips into my arms. Her hands slide up around my neck as she places a gentle kiss to my lips. The simplicity of the kiss sends sparks to the one thing that’s always more than happy to show up just for her.
“Trev… already.” She says looking down to my bulging pants.
I wink. “I can’t help it baby. It’s what you do to me.”
She giggles and shakes her head. “What are we doing here? We have been here since last year.”
“We’re having a picnic, my love.”
“Trev, isn’t it a little cold for a picnic.” I smile at her and open the bed of my truck where I’ve stashed blankets galore.
“OH! You came prepared!” She laughs.
“Give me two seconds, Mace.”
I hurry getting everything set up. Blankets on the ground. Food laid out. Champagne placed in an ice bucket. I grab one small item from the truck’s glovebox and I’m ready. I walk Macy over to the blanket and get her settled.
“Are these Cheryl’s ricotta cookies?” She says with a smile.
“Yep, I think they hold a special place in your heart.”
“You’re too good to me, Trevor Donovan.”
“Only the best for my wife. Happy First Anniversary, Mace.” I sit down and lean over to kiss her cheek. She cuddles in to me and we spend the next hour snacking and celebrating.
“Hey, Trev…” She looks up at me.
“Yeah, baby.”
A smile crosses her face. “Can we please get in the truck? I cannot feel my toes and I’m starting to lose feeling in my fingers.”
“You need me to warm you up, baby.” I speak softly in her ear.
Her eyes twinkle when she looks up at me and I know that look so well. She knows exactly what I’m thinking.
“What’d you have in mind, sexy?”
I look over to the truck. “You, me, a little hanky panky in the front of my truck…”
“I like the way you think.” She winks at me and I chuckle.
“Run, baby…” I growl.
She giggles and gets up to run towards my truck. I leave all our stuff sitting out on the grass, not a soul in sight, I’m worried about only one thing right now. Giving my girl pleasure. I hop in the driver’s seat and turn on the truck so we have heat. She scoots closer and throws her arms around my neck, playing with the soft hair at the nape.
“What now, Trev? What do you want to do to me?”
I pull her to straddle my lap and waste no time getting rid of her jacket and shirt. My hands trail up her back and unhook her bra, throwing it away, as my mouth trails kisses down her chest, landing on her breast. I suck a nipple into my mouth and a moan escapes her lips. I slide my hand up to her other breast, my thumb and forefinger squeezing her peeked nipple.
Her hands find my jacket and start unzipping it, followed by my shirt. It takes her no time at all to have me shirtless and my own nipples pebble when the cool air hits them. It’s cold, but I’m so hot from lust I don’t care. She reaches between us to unbuckle my belt and unbutton my jeans. Her cold hand touches my cock and it shrinks a little. Shinkage happens. She knows this, but says nothing. I’ll be hard again in no time once she puts her small little hand around me and starts stroking.
I continue my attention on her delectable breasts making her hotter for me. Her moans are getting louder. She wants more. I look around and notice that the windows in the truck are fogged up and I chuckle to myself. We act like teenagers sometimes. Sex in a pickup truck in the middle of a park…
“Mace, baby. Need you out of these pants. I need to touch you.” I growl at her. She hops over the seat beside me and quickly rids herself of the sweats she’s wearing. Beneath is a sexy little red thong and I smile. She’s worn that just for me. She returns to my lap and I continue kissing the fuck out of her delectable lips as my hands trace every inch of her body. I trail my fingers down over her breasts, her ribs, her stomach, and I land on her mound. I work her clit between my thumb and forefinger. My other hand goes up to cup her breast and squeeze her nipple again. Her moans get louder as we go and it tells me she’s going to come soon. I slide my fingers back over her slit.
“So soaked for me, you dirty girl.” I slip two fingers inside and find her sweet spot. Her body starts to shudder and I know she’s about to let herself go. Her core clamps down on my fingers and I know she’s gone.
“Let go, baby. I want to watch what I do to you. Come for me.”
A loud scream of my name pierces the air, eliciting a smile from my lips. “That’s it, baby.”
At this point I’m harder than steel. I need to feel her soft heat around me. I shove my pants down slightly so I can get my cock out of its boxer prison cell. It springs free and she slides down my shaft as slowly as humanly possible. Teasing me. The smile on her face says it all.
“Tease.” I whisper.
“You love it.” She says back.
“I love the ever-loving fuck out of you, baby.”
“I love you too, Trev.”
“Good… now ride that cock like you need it, Mace. Make yourself come on my cock.”
She does just that. She glides up and down, swirling her hips around as she rides me. Her warm heat is almost too much and I have to remind myself that I am a 31-year-old man who has the stamina to please his woman. But god, does she feel good. “That’s it, Mace. God, do you know how much I love to watch you fuck yourself on my cock. Ride me, baby. Fuck yeah. You are the sexiest fucking woman right now.”
The glow of ecstasy on her face is something else. “Mmmm… Trev… fuck, I love your cock. Your big, fat, cock in my warm, wet pussy.” That’s right. My girl has stolen the corner on sexy as fuck dirty talk. My sweet little virgin is not so sweet anymore. My hands go to her hips and I pull her back and forward faster, thrusting myself upwards into her and she moans louder. My fingers trail down to find her clit and I rub it like I mean it, squeezing it as I go. Her moans speed up and I can feel her pussy clamping down on my cock. I know she’s close.
“I need you to come, Mace. You feel way to fucking good and I’m gonna blow. Come on my cock. Fucking let go.” And it’s as if my voice triggers her reaction. I feel her muscles spasm and I can’t hold back any longer. My release is hard and intense like it always is with Macy. It’s been that way since the first time together.
She rests her forehead against mine as we sit there breathing heavy, hearts racing. Coming down from our glorious release.
“I love you, Macy.”
“I love you too, Trevor.”
“Did you ever think that when we sat on that bench over a year ago, that’d we be here now?”
“Honestly, I’m not sure.” She looks over at me. “I knew that I was falling for you and fighting it. I remember telling myself that you didn’t want me like that.”
“Oh, baby. I always wanted you. I just didn’t realize how much. That day was the day I first looked at you and knew that you were going to wreck my world in the best way possible. That was the day I fell in love with you.”
“Trevor…”
“It’s true. My heart loved you a long time before my brain got on board.”
“I think that is the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me.”
He winks. “Oh yeah… well, buckle in baby because I’ll only up my game from here.”
“I’d expect nothing less.” She gives me a smile and then slowly climbs off my lap, my deflated cock slipping from her warmth and instantly shrinking from the cold.
“Soooo cold.” I say to her and she looks down at my cock.
“Aww, want me to warm it up again?” She winks.
“Yes… but hold that thought.” I rush to put on my clothes and go clean up our picnic. I throw everything into the bed of my truck carelessly and jump back inside the cab.
“Let’s go home, my love. Then you can warm me up in any way you want. You pick this time.”
“Mmmmm…” She purrs. “I like the sound of that.”
“Me too, Mace. Me too.”
Macy
3 years later
A glance over at the clock makes me huff. It’s 8:00 a.m. and I should be heading to Schoellkopf Stadium already, but I’m trying to put on the finishing touches. I can’t imagine my life being any different than it is now. Trevor and I have been running the rescue now for a couple of years. I’ve been assisting the part-time vet. Soon, I’ll become the full-time vet at the rescue.
I finish up my hair and makeup looking into the mirror. Today is finally here. It hasn’t been the easiest five years, but it’s over. I’m overwhelmed with emotion, but that may just be the hormones at this point.
I stand up from the vanity and stretch. My belly pokes against the edge of the desk and I can’t help but laugh. It’s still hard to admit that I’m pregnant. It seems like just yesterday Trevor and I watched as those two little pink lines appeared. I’m pushing six months now and already feel huge. Three months to go. I’m glad we decided to wait until vet school was coming to an end. I don’t think I could have handled this two years ago.
I head into the bedroom and see Trevor sitting on the bed with a smile wrinkling the corners of his eyes. “I’m so proud, babe.” A tear forms. He stands up and walks to where I’m standing. “Got you a little something to celebrate the occasion.” From his pocket come two Tiffany & Co. blue boxes with little white bows. I open the first box and inside sits a beautiful pearl and diamond pendant; obviously he spared no expense with the necklace. In the second box, I find a set of pearl and diamond earrings to match the first gift.
“Oh Trevor, I love them. They’re beautiful. Thank you.” I kiss him and he kisses me right back with the same passion he always has, hands roaming over my swollen belly under my gown. My hormones are all plotting little naughty things to do to this sexy-as-fuck man but I’m already late to graduate.
“Do I have to walk the stage today? I’ll get a diploma in the mail anyhow. Just think of the things we could be doing instead.”
He shakes his head and chuckles, “Come on, wife. Let’s get to your graduation, shall we?” I pretend to pout, and he kisses me again.
“Don’t worry, love. I’ve got plans for you later tonight.” His naughty eyes and a wink do it for me. He grabs my hand, and leads me out into the car without protest. Now, I want to get done as soon as possible to get home faster. His father sent a driver today, so there isn’t a worry about parking.
I’ve grown to love Trevor’s parents over these last couple of years. I’m also thrilled that he’s mended bridges with them. The whole deal started off on untruthful terms, but it doesn’t matter now, and the world will never know the difference.
The life we’ve created is amazing and I love that I’m about to graduate with a veterinary degree, my dream job. Life has gifted me with the most amazing, gorgeous, smart, and caring husband and a beautiful babe on the way. A little boy. I wonder if the baby will look more like Trevor or me. Will he be tall? Strong? Will he love with all his heart?
I can’t wait to watch him grow up and marry the love of his life.
A small kick impales the interior of my gut. “I swear this kid’s going to be a soccer player when he’s older.”
Trevor reaches over and curls his hand over the baby bump. “I don’t care if he lives in a box down by the river as long as he’s happy and alive.”
Ever since we found out I was pregnant, Trevor has been super protective of the baby and me. I don’t blame him at all. His fears are rational after what happened with Juliette. He’s getting better about it, but I don’t mind that he worries. I worry too. Will I be a good mother?
I miss Mom and Dad daily, and there’s always a tinge of sadness when I think about them. If only they were here to see their first grandchild, but I know they’re together now and it gives me peace. I know that they would’ve been so proud of what Trevor and I have done these last five years.
Trevor accepts me for who I am, and I love everything we’ve built together.
We arrive just in time for me to head off. My husband bends me back for a kiss one more time before I rush off to the Arts Quad to assemble for the procession. The past five years have led up to this moment. Graduation.
Soon, we’ll be a family of four, including Sadie.
The smile on my face never goes away, but then again, I see no reason for it too. Love wins every single time. And second-chance rescues may be the best thing ever.
“Love Myself” by Hailee Steinfeld
“Drunk Me” by Mitchell Tenpenny
“Sad” by Bebe Rexha
“Ghost” by Ella Henderson
“I Don’t Know about You” by Chris Lane
“(Girl We Got a) Good Thing” by Weezer
“My Girl” by Dylan Scott
“Beast of Burden” by The Rolling Stones
“I Will Remember You” by Sarah McLachlan
“I’m a Mess” by Bebe Rexha
“Your Body Is a Wonderland” by John Mayer
“The Way You Move” by Outkast, feat. Sleepy Brown
“Unsteady” by X Ambassadors
“Tequila” by Dan + Shay
“Helium” by Sia
“Speechless” by Dan + Shay
“Pony” by William Singe
“Crazy, Beautiful, Sexy” by Old Dominion
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I could sit here and pour out my life story and the moments that led to this book. I could thank my husband, Kenton, for his wisdom, my dog, Sir Cooper Ryder, for his foot warming capabilities. Then, of course, I would say a personal thank you to my amazing PA and friend, Allison, my editors, proofer, formatter, beta team, and the authors who have inspired and encouraged me, but honestly, do you really want to read all of that?
These people know who they are and how much they’re appreciated because I tell them on a regular basis. The reason you have Second Chance Rescue in front today of you is simply because multiple people (all of those phenomenal ones I mentioned/didn’t mention above) said I couldn’t set this book on fire and let it burn to the ground. Despite all the love and occasional despair that went into writing it, it wouldn’t be anything without you, the reader. So, thank you for making it this far and understanding my weird brand of humor. Which you will get a lot more of when Mia shares her story! I hope you stick around in the future to see what I come up with next!
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