Chapter Fifty: Thorn In My Side

1.1K 28 43
                                    

27th August 1991 / Sayreville New Jersey

Ups! Gambar ini tidak mengikuti Pedoman Konten kami. Untuk melanjutkan publikasi, hapuslah gambar ini atau unggah gambar lain.

27th August 1991 / Sayreville New Jersey

HAYLEE'S POV:

Jon collapsed on top of me, both of us smiling and gasping for breath. I dragged my hands down his back, laced in sweat yet smooth as ever. After moments of us lay there, Jon's face in my chest and hair tickling my chin, he rolled off of me, hand remaining on top of my stomach.

He'd been everything that I'd asked for, gentle, soft, slow, tender...he'd done everything more perfect than I could possibly imagine, and it led to an orgasm that left my body too exhausted to even think about moving for the next few minutes.

I truly had no idea how he does it every single time.

We didn't need to speak for the next few minutes, we just lay there on our sides, smiling at each other like giddy teenagers. Obviously, I sincerely doubted that I'd get pregnant on our first try, but today marked the beginning of a new chapter in our lives. Jon and I would become parents together.

"That's the best kind of sex," I uttered, after moments of silent thinking. "Rough can be fun sometimes...but nothing beats the intimacy of when you make love to me."

Jon hummed, propping himself up on his elbow. "You know what? I think you're right."

He gently dragged his fingertips across my face, drawing small circles and hearts and stars and whatever he wanted. "I love having you close to me. That's the best part, knowing that I can make you feel good, feeling your heart beat when I lay down on your chest and your arms wrapped around me."

I scooted even closer to him, nuzzling my head into his chest. "I love you, Cowboy."

"I love you too angel. Hey guess what?"

"What?"

"Guess who's birthday it is in two days."

I smiled bashfully, rolling onto my back again to stare up at the ceiling. Dammit, I always hoped he'd forget. I don't know why, birthdays just embarrassed me, but Jon always made them better.

"Mine," I sighed.

"That's right. Imagine I got you pregnant on your birthday, how great would that be? I wouldn't even need to buy you a present."

I snorted, "You don't have to buy me a present."

He always did though, and it was always so elaborate and way bigger than it needed to be. The only present that I needed was him.

"It's a little late to return it," he snickered, "But hey, maybe a baby can be a little bonus gift."

My breathing halted when Jon placed a hand over my stomach tenderly.

"Jonny...it could be a long time before I get pregnant. You know that, don't you?" I asked sadly.

"I know," he smiled, and he didn't show any signs of sadness or shock. "However long it takes, I'm praying for you and for our baby to be with us soon."

Edge Of A Broken Heart | Jon Bon JoviTempat cerita menjadi hidup. Temukan sekarang