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This is all I need in life. I want to be fucked like this every day by the man that I love.
I close my eyes and allow the pleasure to overtake me as I imagine I’ve already had our first baby. As Jasha unloads inside of me, I picture him getting me pregnant all over again, and I cum hard, legs shaking and pussy spasming around his throbbing cock.
Afterward, we wash each other’s bodies and head downstairs to the lounge holding hands like high school sweethearts.
30
Lola
“Oh, my goodness, I feel like I’m getting bigger by the second! When will it end?” I exclaim, clutching my full belly with one hand as I Jasha leads me with the other toward the garden.
“It will end when you have the baby,” Jasha answers, providing a practical answer for a purely rhetorical question. He always does that, but it’s cute. He’s just so used to coming up with solutions that he never stops to think if he even needs to.
“Better be soon,” I say, rubbing my belly. “I’m due in a week.”
He chuckles, but I know he understands my suffering. I’ve been through a lot for this baby, and he’s been there with me every step of the way. He’s held my hand through every doctor’s appointment, every wave of morning sickness, and every late-night drive to the grocery store to satisfy my cravings.
Jasha is the perfect man in every way. I’m infinitely lucky to have run into him twice, and even more lucky he stuck around the second time. I’m so glad I don’t have to make excuses to our precious daughter why her father couldn’t be part of her life.
I inhale deeply, taking a moment to appreciate the stillness of the autumn air before it’s overtaken by the cold.
And the noise. This will probably be my last week in a long time that I don’t hear a baby crying. With any luck, our little one will be like Dream and Nikolai’s baby Lila. She hardly ever cries.
But I’d love our baby just the same no matter who she turns out to be. I’ve never felt such an unconditional love to a person I’ve never met before, but the beautiful thing about having a child is that it changes you in ways that aren’t possible otherwise. In just nine short months, I’ve learned everything there is to know about love, patience, and acceptance. Being pregnant is truly a blessing.
“The roses are still here,” Jasha says, steering me to the left as we meander through the garden. “Can you smell them?”
I inhale again, catching the sweet floral scent of a rose just past its prime. The nice thing about it is that no matter how old and brown a rose gets, it always smells good. They remind me a lot of my mother, who used to collect them and press them into books.
“I love this place,” I say as I breathe out. “I can see our daughter spending a lot of time here. She’d probably spot a few fairies, too.”
Jasha smiles, but there’s something deeper behind it, like he knows something that I don’t. Has he seen fairies here? I only mentioned them because when I was a little girl, I would imagine that there were fairies hiding behind every flower in the yard, and I’d get angry when my father pulled them out of the ground.
In retrospect, half of those flowers were weeds, but they were beautiful to me all the same.
But instead of talking about fairies, Jasha does something I probably should’ve expected, but that takes me by complete surprise.
He gets down on one knee and pulls out a black velvet box.
“Oh my god,” I whisper, stepping back as he flicks open the box and I see what’s inside.
It’s an engagement ring unlike any I’ve ever seen. In the heart of the intricate gold setting sits a colossal diamond, its perfectly cut edges catching the sunlight and scattering them in every direction. Bright red rubies surround the diamond, each one reflecting the rich colors of the roses beside us.
“Lola,” Jasha says, his voice low and steady, “Will you marry me?”
Tear rush to my eyes before I can stop them. “Yes,” I cry out, rushing into his arms as quickly as I can with my pregnant belly.
I hug him so hard that he coughs, but I can’t stop squeezing him. I’m overwhelmed with love, and I need to express it. I need to let this incredible man know how crazy about him I am.
When I pull away, he stands up and takes my hand. He slips the ring onto my finger and kisses it, his lips hot and soft against my trembling hand. “You deserve the world, and I intend to give it to you.”
“All I want is you,” I say, my voice barely more than a whisper. It’s all I can manage with how full my heart is right now.
Jasha smiles, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepening. “I’m all yours, darling.”
I look down at the ring, at the glittering declaration of ultimate commitment, and I still can’t believe I got this lucky. “It’s so beautiful,” I say, in awe at how perfect it is. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a diamond sparkle this much. Or rubies, for that matter.
“See the red stones here,” Jasha says, tracing the jewels with his pinky. “Those were cut from the broken ruby you found on the train.
