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Then he turns me around and slaps my ass.
“You naughty girl,” he says. “I like it. I like it so much I’m going to put my cock inside you.”
He holds onto my hips, and I feel his big dick entering my pussy, stretching my lips wide and filling up the hole completely. He thrusts in and out while he plays with my nipples in between his fingers.
When he reaches around to rub my clit while fucking me, I know that I’m close to cumming. I can tell that he is, too, because his cock is pulsing and throbbing inside me.
‘Oh, Trenton,” I moan, as I orgasm.
“Fuck yeah, cum on my cock,” he says, as he pounds my pussy hard from behind. “I love how it feels when you do that. Oh, yeah, I’m about to blow my load inside your tight little pussy. Just like when I first took your virginity.”
And he does— he cums in me hard and strong.
And then we spend the rest of the night fucking non-stop. He takes me in the shower, he takes me over the bed lying breast down. I ride him and flips me over gently into new position after new position so as not to jerk the baby around too much as he does so. He clenches his big, firm hands over my soft and ever-so-sensitive breasts that have engorged with the pregnancy.
I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. Just a few months ago, I was nothing more than a sad girl who had lost her mother with a crush on her poetry professor. I had no way of knowing where life would lead me, and certainly not that it would lead me here of all places.
Everything that I have now is a blessing, and I plan to use these blessings to make my dreams come true, the way that my mother worked so hard to have happen, but also to make my child’s dreams come true in the process, just like she wanted for me.
And nothing is going to stand in my way.
Epilogue
Caroline
Father’s Day
So much has changed, and all of it for the better, of course. We’re out at dinner in DC for Father’s Day dinner to celebrate Trenton and my dad, who much to my surprise has made a move to Alexandria as well to start a new life and try to move after my mom’s death. In truth, I just don’t think he wanted to be away from his now six-month-old grandson, Kirby.
Bella is feeding the baby a little bit of mashed potato in the highchair, which is adorable to watch. She’s become such a good big sister, and a terrific step-daughter. I fear that we may not be so close in the teenage years to come, but for now she feels like a part of me that I never knew was missing. I guess it’s the fact that we both lost our mothers so young.
Looking around the table, I can’t discount how truly blessed I’ve been. No, this wasn’t the most conventional route for my life to go and it certainly isn’t the one that I had in mind. But it’s mine. And I wouldn’t change it for anything.
Lat that night, I open a package that’s been delivered via an expedited order.
“Omigod!” I exclaim. “It’s here!”
“It’s here?!” he asks me.
“Yes! Omigod. I can’t believe it.”
I rip the stuffed manilla envelope open and pull out from inside two books.
The first of them is a copy of my mother’s posthumously published poetry book “On Motherhood”, and the latter of the two is a copy of my own book.
NATURE & NURTURE
A Collection of Poetry
Caroline Channing
I can’t believe I have my own published book of poems. I’m only a 20-year-old now. Most writers don’t get their work published even online at such a young age, let alone their own books.
“Read me something from it,” he tells me, cradling me close to him after we’ve put the children to bed.
And so I read him a poem called “Savior,” which is one that I wrote about Kirby and how he saved me from a life I wouldn’t have ever wanted.
And Trenton kisses me on the forehead and says, “You are truly going to be one of the greats.”
“I hope so,” I tell him, before picking up a pen to write some more.
THE END
