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I feel that tugging in my chest, only now I know I can act on it freely. It’s a longing for the woman who will soon be my wife. I just want to be close to her, inside of her, feel her naked body against mine.
We undress one another slowly. I sit down on that same black leather chair, pulling her down on my lap, facing me, just like I did the first time I brought her down to my dungeon. I guide her pussy onto my cock and suck in a breath of air as she forms around me, the feeling so fucking good I can barely function.
“I can’t believe we said I love you before I ever got to touch your tattoo.” She strokes her fingers over the swirling black pattern covering my left pectoral muscle as she rides me.
I lift my hips, burying myself in her. “I’ve seen you eyeing it.”
“Every single night. It’s pretty sexy.” She strokes my face. “And this beard. I love this beard.”
I run my fingers over my facial hair. “Yeah, I shaved it for that first date, but I let it grow back.”
“I love it. Keep it forever.” She gives a little giggle as she rolls her hips, finding her rhythm. “It makes you my furry beast.”
“Your sweet little furry beast?” I ask. I grab her hips, slowing her down, making her roll against me harder and longer.
“Yup.” She gives a giggle.
I slap her ass. “What have I told you about that?” I plant a trail of teasing kisses down her neck, nipping at her collarbone.
“Mmm…” She breathes out a little moan. The sexy sound turns to a strange one, more like a groan. “Unh…”
“You don’t like that?” I roll my hips, building up my rhythm, trying to get her back to that place of pleasure she was a moment ago. “You like this?”
“I think…” Her fingernails sink into my shoulders, digging into my bare flesh. “I’m… I’m… I’m going to be sick.”
Huh? God, it feels so good, being inside her. It makes my head feel cloudy. I must have misheard her.
“What?” I give a moan, dipping deeper inside her. “You mean you’re going to come?”
She bites her lips, shaking her head as her face turns to alabaster.
Then, she throws up. Every bite she took of Chef’s pasta.
All over me.
25
Charlie
Another little plus sign.A tiny purplish-pink symbol that will forever change my life. Again. I hold the white plastic test in my hand, tears filling my eyes. I don’t know how a heart can be so filled with hope and sorrow at the same time, but that’s what I’m experiencing.
Of course, the moment the positive result appears, that sudden burst of surprised joy launches from your chest to your throat, making your fingers flutter in front of your mouth, your words choke into silence.
But for me, the immediate second wave of thoughts and feelings plow through. What if this is another false pregnancy? Will I be strong enough to survive that horrific moment when the doctor’s face goes blank and they look at me and shake their head, telling me there’s no baby there?
He’s standing behind me, my rock, my constant support. His hands are wrapped around my waist. He holds me, glancing down over my shoulder. “Plus. That’s good news, right?”
I shake my head. “We don’t know. Not yet.”
He laughs, taking the stick from me to inspect it closer. “No, baby. This is positive. That’s good.”
“Don’t you want to see if this one… takes… first.” I blink back tears. “Before we marry? Before we celebrate?”
I watch him in the bathroom mirror as he bends down, kissing the top of my head. “Hell no. If there’s a plus on that pregnancy test, it’s my baby. For a second, for a minute, for a lifetime.” He shakes his head. “It doesn’t matter. It’s mine.”
“That’s sweet.” I squeeze his hand. He looks like he wants to roll his eyes, but he holds back. He’s getting used to me calling him sweet.
“Look, baby, I know you can’t rest—with good reason—until we get confirmation that there really is a baby growing in your belly. I’m calling Dr. Williams right now and we’re going to go see her as soon as possible.”
