Geraldine had come back to herself while we were in the waiting room so she stayed in the waiting room. As far as she was concerned, I was there for birth control. I didn’t tell her anything else. However, having someone out there waiting on me had given me some peace. I hadn’t been alone.
The joy when the doctor entered the room and congratulated me had been overwhelming. It had lasted only a few moments before reality sank in. Telling Stone was one of was going to be hard. I’d have to tell him eventually. How long could I wait? How long would the battle he was about to face going to last? I feared it was longer than nine months and waiting it out wasn’t going to be an option.
His hand covered mine and I jerked in response. When he threaded his fingers through mine and pressed a kiss to the side of my head I relaxed. He was waking up. He hadn’t been reading my thoughts. His hand over my stomach was only a reflex.
“Good morning.” His voice was deep and husky from sleep. “Did you sleep as good as I did?”
“I don’t think I moved.” It was the first full night I’d slept in a few days at least.
He kissed my ear. “Me neither. But you’re going to need a shower this morning. We went to bed messy.” The smile in his voice as he said it made me laugh against the pillow.
“You think that’s funny?” he asked as he lifted my leg and moved behind me.
I didn’t have time to give him a response before he was inside me. Again. And it felt wonderful.
He took my leg and laid it over his hip as he rocked slowly in and out of me. I hadn’t done it like this before. All I knew was that the angle was rubbing against something amazing inside me. It was that or I was so sensitive down there these days that anything touching me had my eyes rolling back in my head.
I moved my leg as high as I could, opening myself to him. Unable to stop myself I reached down and touched my clit. It was larger than normal and the sheer pleasure from just touching it caused my entire body to shudder.
“Fuck, keep doing that. Whatever it is your tight little pussy is squeezing my dick like a vice,” he groaned in my ear.
I began to play with it as the moisture from our lovemaking leaked out making it slick and easy. Each brush of my fingers made me clinch Stone tightly and he in return made noises to let me know he approved.
“Are you touching yourself?” he asked in my ear.
“Yes,” I admitted, unable to care. At this point, I’d get myself off while he watched if it meant I would get the orgasm building inside me.
“Jesus,” he whispered and his hand covered mine. He didn’t hinder me but he brushed his hand over mine as I continued my attention to the now pulsing spot under my fingers. “Keep playing,” he panted.
He didn’t have to worry. I never planned on stopping. I was too close. “Tell me when you’re about to come,” he said.
My body was beginning to draw tight. The explosion was coming. I wasn’t sure I could warn him. My voice was gone.
I managed an—“I’m about to”—and his hand brushed mine out of the way. I cried out in frustration, but his hand had replaced mine and he pinched the tight needy ache sending me barreling into bliss.
His hips slammed into my backside as he held his hand on my clit. “Holy fuck!” he yelled out and the warmth of his release spread through me. Feeling him inside me sent my body into another climax. My cries met his, and we were lost in a state of beauty there together. Nothing mattered.
My orgasms had never been this intense. I didn’t know there was another level to them. I wondered if it was from the pregnancy. I’d have to look it up later. But if this was a perk of pregnancy then I was going to become a nympho and I hoped Stone could keep up. Even now with my body exhausted from this mornings activity, I knew I’d be all in again if he tried. Thinking about him sliding in and out of me made me start to spark to life again and I had to squeeze my eyes shut tightly to stop myself.
“I’d bath you but if we get in the shower together you’re not going to make it Geraldine’s on time,” he said with a chuckle.
I turned in his arms and smiled up at him. Right now, my worries weren’t there with us. The time we were spending now was us in love. Happy. I had all day to think about everything else and how my pregnancy would affect us. Right now, I just wanted to enjoy Stone.
“I really like birth control,” he said then pressed a kiss to my lips.
The reminder, however, was enough to shake off my sleepy state of euphoria. I didn’t have a response for that because it would be lying and soon I was going to have to tell him the truth. I had to wait for a good time to tell him. He was dealing with too much at the moment and I wasn’t comfortable telling him yet.
“I like that position,” I said changing the subject back to the sex.
He hadn’t pulled out of me yet. His erection wasn’t completely gone and he made it twitch inside me. Startled, I laughed and he grinned wickedly at me. “You better get your ass out of this bed or Geraldine will be cooking her own breakfast.
The idea of shower sex sounded good to me, but he was right. I had to get ready for work.
“Will you be home when I get here tonight?” I already missed him. And I was feeling clingy again.
“You’ll see me before then.” He kissed my lips. “Now put some distance between your hot little pussy and my cock. Please. It has a mind of its own.”
Giggling, I scrambled out of bed and ran to the shower.
For a moment life was beautiful. Simple. No secrets. Only for a moment.
Stone
I SLIPPED MY PHONE IN my pocket after speaking with my father. He still knew nothing and was currently in London dealing with the department store there. That specific store was newer and required more of his time. Making sure he was gone and putting a date on his return was my first step.
Marianna had let me in and directed me toward where I could find Wills. Marianna was the newest housekeeper/nanny. She was in her sixties and slightly overweight. Obviously, my stepmother had chosen her. I had to admit she was smarter than the stepmothers. If she had left it up to him, Marianna would have a stripper name and be younger than her with larger breasts and looser morals.
A bonus was that I liked Marianna and so did Wills. She wasn’t motherly, but she was kind. He needed that in this place. Especially now that he was considered old enough to get hit by the man who thought he had the right.
I knocked on the door to the game room once and slowly opened it. Wills was sitting crossed legged on the sofa with a remote control in his hand. A video game played out on the large screen in front of him—it was motorcycle racing. The music was loud on the game and he hadn’t heard me knock or come in.
“No!” he yelled at the game. “Not NOW!”
I watched as the motorcycle’s tire blew out and it spiraled out of control.