The Final New Year's Resolution

An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

The content in this Chronicle is intended for adults, 18 years and older.

“How long have you known?” Cayley asked as Bryce leaned down and brushed his lips against hers.

“What gave me away?” Bryce asked instead as he placed his hand over her flat belly and gently rubbed it through the thick cotton towel.

“This,” Cayley said as she placed her hand over his and took a step back, leaving him with no choice but to follow her. “You caress my belly every chance you get.”

“I can’t help myself,” Bryce admitted as he allowed his incredibly beautiful wife to lead him into the hallway.

“You ruined my surprise,” she said with a long-suffering sigh that had his lips twitching as they made their way to the bedroom.

“Do you forgive me?” Bryce asked, grabbing hold of her towel and gently pulled it away.

“I really don’t think that’s an option, do you?” she asked as Bryce watched the towel slowly slide free before he let it fall to the floor.

“It’s unforgivable,” Bryce murmured absently as he ran his eyes over her, taking in every delectable curve and nearly fucking groaned when she reached for him.

“I might let you make it up to me,” Cayley said as her small hand wrapped around his cock and gave it a gentle caress that had him groaning before she used her hold to bring him closer.

“That’s very generous of you,” Bryce said, leaning down to take her mouth in a hungry kiss as he turned, softly groaning as she continued moving her hand over him.

“I know,” Cayley whispered against his lips as she ran her hand over his cock one last time before she released him so that she could reach up and press her hands against his chest.

“What did you have in mind?” Bryce asked as she pushed him back until the back of his legs hit the bed.

“Remember all of those things that I mentioned earlier?” Cayley asked as she gave him the final push that had him dropping down on the bed.

“Refresh my memory,” Bryce said, placing his hands on her hips and helped guide her as she climbed onto his lap.

“You were supposed to work for it,” Cayley said as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and settled on his lap.

“I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make this up to you,” Bryce said, placing his hands on her hips as he leaned in and kissed the side of her neck.

“I might be willing to take that into consideration,” she said on a soft moan as he ran his hand over her hips and cupped her generous ass, giving it a gentle squeeze as she pulled him closer.

“I could pretend that I don’t know,” Bryce suggested, kissing his way up her throat as he gave her ass one last gentle squeeze before he slid his hands up her back and wrapped his arms around her.

“Will you act surprised when I tell you?” Cayley asked as he laid back on the bed, taking her with him.

“I’ll press a hand against my chest and release a startled gasp that would put even Sean to shame,” Bryce promised as he tightened his hold around her and rolled her over onto her back.

“That would be a good start,” Cayley said, nodding solemnly as Bryce finished settling between her legs.

“I could drop to my knees and press reverent kisses against your belly,” he said, kissing a path down her throat as he moved to do just that.

“I would expect nothing less,” Cayley said, softly moaning as he kissed his way down her stomach, pausing only long enough to turn his head and take her nipple between his lips and gently suckled as he teased it with his tongue.

“What else?” Bryce asked as he released her nipple and continued kissing a path down to her stomach and-

Felt a sense of peace like nothing he’d ever experienced before wash over him as he pressed his lips against Cayley’s belly. They were having a baby, he thought, closing his eyes as he released a shaky breath. He just…

Christ, he didn’t know what he was right now besides unbelievably fucking happy.

“Are you okay?” Cayley murmured softly as she ran her fingers through his hair.

“God, yes,” Bryce said, unable to help but smile as he pressed his lips against her soft skin one last time before he raised himself up on his arms and leaned down so that he could brush his lips against hers. “Do you have any idea how much I love you?”

“Show me,” Cayley said, reaching up to cup his face in her hands.

“By worshipping you?” Bryce asked as he brushed his lips against hers before taking his time kissing her forehead, the tip of her nose, her chin and finally, her throat.

“It is the most efficient method,” Cayley said only to moan when he pressed his lips against her throat.

“That’s what I heard,” Bryce said as he reached between their bodies and-

“Oh, God…”

-tore a soft moan from her when he ran his fingertips along her slit.

“Is there a time limit on this?” Bryce asked, taking his time tracing her slit with his fingertips.

“I don’t want to limit you,” Cayley said as he felt her spread her legs further apart for him, making it easier for his fingertips to slide between her slit and find her swollen little clit and-

“That will make this easier.”

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