Erika

by ChaShiree M.

  “Yep. I wanted you close to me even if you didn’t want it.”

  “That’s so sweet, Thane. Take me to bed.”

  “With pleasure.” We get out of the car at the same time and walk up the front steps. Somehow I manage to get the door open. Once inside, I back her up against the door. “Are you ready?” I ask.

  “Beyond ready,” she says as she is nodding and kicking her heels off. I help her out of her coat and hang it on the rack by the door, then shrugging out of mine and do the same with it. It’s damn shame she took her shoes off, because I would have loved to fuck her while she is wearing them. But we’ve got all the time in the world for that and anything else I can think of.

  I lean down and take her mouth, while kicking my own shoes off. My hands trail down her torso to her thighs and then to the hem of her dress. I start to move it up and realize she isn’t wearing panties. There’s also no way she has a bra on.

  “There is a zipper in the back,” she says before pulling away from me and turning around. Leaning forward, she braces her hands on the door. I quickly pull the zipper down and turn her back around and start kissing her again. She pulls the tiny straps of her dress down and lets the dress slink to the floor.

  “Jesus. You are breathtaking.” Her body is amazing. Curvy and firm in all the right places. Soft and sensuous. I start kissing down her neck to her boob and start pulling a perfect pink nipple into my mouth. The smell of jasmine and vanilla is a natural perfume of her body. She expertly pulls my tie off and unbuttons my shirt, while raking her nails down my arms as she pulls my shirt off and over my head. She fumbles with my belt but manages to get it and my slacks open, then pushes them and my boxers down my legs. My cock is hard and proud, standing at her complete attention. She reaches out and touches it tentatively and gets bolder and bolder, before I know it she is jerking my cock like it’s something she’s always done.

  “Baby, let me take you to bed,” I say. She shakes her head no. “No?”

  “Kiss me,” she says and I do. “Lower,” she moans when I palm her tit.

  “Lower?” I know what she wants, but I want her to say it.

  “Kiss my pussy,” she says and I am immediately on my knees before her. I will give her any damn thing she wants. Starting with her tummy, I make my way down by spreading kisses over every inch of her body. Lifting her leg over my shoulder, I lick her pretty pink slit. Fuck, she tastes amazing.

  “Thane, oh my fuck. Just like that. Why are you so good at that?”

  “It’s all you. I haven’t looked at another woman since the second I met you.”

  “You haven’t?” she asks.

  “No. I had a girlfriend in tenth grade. I should have waited for you. I know that now.”

  “I don’t care about her, Thane. Make me come,” she demands.

  “I’m gonna make this extremely good for you,” I respond.

  “You better,” she says laughing.

  Getting back to the business at hand, her pussy juices are on my face each time her cunt comes. My cock is so fucking hard, it hurts. I lift her by her ass and her legs wrap around my waist with her arms going around my neck. I pin her against the door with my much larger body. Her beautiful brown hair teases the top of my hands, because it’s so damn long. Her blue eyes meet my green ones.

  “You ready? Once I take this pussy it’s mine for-fucking-ever” I growl kissing her breathless.

  “Yes. I’m so ready.” I slide my cock through her slippery folds, before slamming into her. She winces when I break through her cherry, but she doesn’t give me the time to slow down. She starts fucking herself up and down on my cock, so I keep giving it to her harder and harder. She screams my name as her cunt muscles clinch on my cock. I fill her unprotected womb with my seed because I want her bred as soon as fucking possible. I’ve wasted so much time already.

  “I love you, Erika.”

  “I love you too, Thane,” she says making me the happiest man in the world.

  Three weeks later, we’ve barely left each other’s side. I have finally and fully explained what had kept me from claiming her all those years ago. In telling her everything, I literally put my life in her hands when I explained what I did to get us to this point. She accepted everything I had to do about the problem. At this point, I can’t imagine my life without her, not that I ever really could.

  “Erika, I think we should move in together,” I say over Sunday breakfast. She has gone all out this morning and made all of our favorites.

  “Really?” She asks. “That’s perfect. Sven just texted me and asked me if he could buy me out of my half of the house. He’s looking to get his shit together. I said yes, of course. I was just going to move back in with my parents. This is awesome. Are you sure?”

  “Very sure, petal.” I say, happy now that the matter is settled. Sven gave me a heads up last night ‘in case I wanted to get my shit together too’ as he put it.

  “This is so exciting. You know what else is exciting?” She asks and I know where she is going with this. She is insatiable. We’ve been making up for lost time in the last three weeks. We’ve fucked everywhere. Even at her parent’s house during a family dinner, the flower shop, and my office. I work with Payton and Perry as their PI, and that’s a career choice I had made to make it much easier to keep tabs on my girl.

  I watch as my beautiful girl gets on her knees in front of me. She pulls my already hard cock, it’s always hard around her, out of my basketball shorts and sucks it into her mouth. She’s so fucking good at this, it’s hard to believe she was a virgin.

  She’s my everything, I think as I pull her off my cock. The long string of salvia extending from her lips to my cock makes me even harder. I lift her up and put her face down with ass up on the table. I lift my too big for her t-shirt off her ass and slam into her wet pussy. She’s always wet for me.

  “Thane. That’s it, Thane. Give it to me. Give me your baby,” she demands. That’s the first time she’s said anything like that. I’m always thinking it, but I’ve never voiced it.

  “You want my babies?”

  “Fuck yeah,” she screams. I pull out of her and flip her on her back. She looks confused until I spread her thighs and then wrap them around my waist.

  “I want to look at you when I make you the mother of my children,” I say sliding back into her slowly. I make love to her as I am going in and out of her body. Her little box squeezes me at every thrust and I can’t last like this. Using my thumb, I strum her clit until she comes. The violent contraction of her walls has me releasing a torrent of come into her womb.

  “Fuck,” she says shakily. “That was amazing. I could get used to that,” she says smiling. I lean down taking her lips.

  I am already used to this.

  7

  Erika

  It’s been a week since I told Thane to fill me with his babies. And though I meant it and still do, it only dawned on me yesterday that as old as I am I may not be able to have children. As heartbreaking as the thought of never carrying a baby created by me and Thane inside my body, I am not one that likes to live in ignorance. I knew it was time to find out, so I called my OB and made an appointment for this afternoon. I would have gone first thing in the morning, but I got a call from Lanie, who is my twin brother Erik’s wife, asking me to meet her here and she sounded upset.

  I am closing out an order when I hear the bell chime.

  “Hey Lanie. What’s up girl…..oh no. Are you crying? What happened? Is it Erik? Is he ok?” I feel the panic beginning to rise. Our whole lives Erik and I have always had the twintuition, being faced with it failing when he really needs me is making me dizzy. I have to sit before I faint.

  “No. Erik is alive and well. For now at least.” Ok. that sounds ominous.

  “So what's going on Lanie? It's not like you to be so upset.”

  “I believe your brother is cheating on me.” Wait. There is no way she said what I thought she did.

  “I’m sorry honey. I thoug
ht you said he was cheating on you?” I question her with astonishment.

  “Yep. With his new perky eighteen-year-old secretary.” Oh boy. I know this is not true, but I get why she would think it.

  “Honey. I know you are upset, but I think maybe your hormones are out of whack. There is absolutely no way Erik is cheating on you. Lanie, he has worshipped you since he first saw you nine years ago. You were barely eighteen for crying out loud when he made his play. No matter how much all of us told him he was too old for you at twenty-two, he didn’t listen. He loves you, hun. There has to be a reasonable explanation for what you think is going on.” She sits down on the stool as if she’s defeated. My heart breaks for her.

  I want to slap my twin upside his head and tell him to take the stick out of his ass and pay attention to whatever he is doing that is affecting his wife. But I know with every fiber of my being, he is not cheating.

  “I hear what you’re saying, but lately he has been more secretive. Staying ‘at work’ later than he ever has before. When I ask him he changes the subject and doesn’t look me in the eye.”

  “Lanie. Go home and talk to him. You guys are everyone’s dream couple. The two of you belong together. I love you, girl.” We hug and she leaves. I have just enough time to make it to the doctor with my brother and Lanie on my mind the whole time.

  “Miss Erika. How are you?”

  “I’m good, Doctor Florence. The reason I’m here is I want to make sure everything is working. I am finally getting my happily ever after it seems and I want to know I can have the whole kit and caboodle.”

  “I understand. Alright, well we will start with the basics. I am going to take some blood, urine, and go from there. Sound good?”

  “Sounds great.” We go through the exam and as I sit in the room in the always too big gown flipping through the magazine. I can’t help but compare the wedding gowns in there to the one I always wanted to wear.

  “Alright missy. So it looks like everything is in working order.”

  “How can you tell from a urine sample and a blood test? Don’t you need to use a machine or two. Something to see and make sure nothing exploded in there?” I look at the doc and wonder if he is feeling ok today?

  “Well blood work takes a few days to come back. However, according to your urine sample you are already pregnant my dear.”

  “What? There has to be some sort of mistake. I mean, sure I have had sex, but...pregnant? Are you sure?”

  “Yes. You do know I have been doing this a very long time. It may be early yet, but we can try to see if you can hear the heartbeat. If you like?”

  Oh my God. Pregnant. There is a tiny human forming in my stomach beneath my heart. A tiny human that Thane and I made together. I’m….speechless.

  “Yes, I want to hear it.” A few minutes, some cold gel, and a magic wand later, I am hearing an ocean surrounding me.

  “That is your baby’s heartbeat. Cool, right?”

  “Wow. I never thought I would have this.” I hate that I am sitting in the doctor's office crying, but I am so happy right now.

  “Come back in two weeks and we can take a look. Here is a pamphlet on pregnancy, a rx for some prenatal vitamins, and my recommendation that you purchase ‘What to Expect When You're Expecting’. Call anytime day or night.”

  And just like that my life will never be the same. Thank God.

  8

  Thane

  I am determined to marry Erika as soon as possible, so I head over to Jorgensen’s Jewelry store.

  “Hey Torran,” I say. My best friend looks right at home behind the counter. He has a natural born ability to help anyone find the perfect piece of jewelry. He reminds me of Olivander from Harry Potter. Yes, I’m aware my nerd is showing.

  “Hey man. I was wondering when I’d be seeing you. We’ve been expecting you for about twenty years now,” he says with a slight smart ass attitude.

  “Funny asshole,” I say, but he isn’t wrong. I should have been here ages ago. “Let me see something amazing for my girl. She deserves the best, especially after what I put her through.

  “None of this will do. Let me show you the Elite Collection. All Jorgensen Brides have worn something from this collection for as long as I can remember,” he says.

  “But she’ll be a Collins,” I say.

  “Semantics,” Torran says after stepping into the office and coming back out with a tray. I look over the tray.

  They are all beautiful, but they aren’t exactly what I envisioned for Erika. Is that awful? Should I say something? I’m really feeling my inner dork when I can hear John Hurt in my head saying, “Nope, nope, definitely not” as I pass each ring that is all wrong for Erika. I’m glad I didn’t because then I see it in the corner of the tray.

  “That one,” I say pointing to gold ring with circle diamond solitaire. It’s simple, elegant, and more to the point won’t it get in her way at work.

  “Excellent choice. Acquired in 1932, this ring belonged to my great Aunt, Millicent. She was only married for a short time, about four years, when her husband died in WWI. She died in 1932 after a short bout of influenza.”

  “I see. That’s actually pretty terrible, but this is it. The perfect ring. How much?”

  “No charge. The Elite is a private family collection. Now, would you like a box?”

  “Yes, a box please.”

  “Excellent. I’ll run it through the cleaner and have it right out to you.

  “Thanks man. She means everything to me,” I say.

  “Just make sure you treat her right or I’ll kill you.” For some reason, I absolutely believe him.

  “I will.”

  Twenty minutes later I’m home. Erika isn’t here yet, so I get busy and set the scene. For her, I figure flowers won’t do, since she sees that all day every day. I got a bottle of wine and some chocolates.

  When she comes in, I rush to her at the door, help her take her coat off, and kiss her long and hard.

  “Hey babe. How was your day?” she says laughing.

  “Good. You?” I ask. Innate small talk drives me crazy when I’m not amped up, so this is getting tedious to me. I drop to my knees in front of her.

  “What’s going on? Are you okay? Do you want sex?”

  “What? Yes always, but I have another question for you instead.” She looks down at me as I look up at her. There is something about the way she looks different to me today. But I can’t put my finger on it.

  “I love you so much, Erika. I can’t imagine spending another moment apart from you. Will you be my wife?” I ask showing her the ring.

  “Oh my God. Yes,” she screams. I stand and lift her into my arms swinging her around. Her tiny skirt ruffles in the breeze. My hands go to her ass.

  “Thank fuck,” I say walking with her to our bedroom, stopping short of the bed and set her down. Removing her out of the clothes she is wearing, and then I do the same to mine. “On your knees, fiancée.” Fuck, I love the sound of that.

  “Ooh, Thane,” she says doing what I ask. I rub my fingers through her pussy finding her wet, I slam my cock inside of her. She moans and I groan loving the way her cunt grips my cock.

  “I love you,” I say.

  “I love you, too.

  The best thing about being in love is while the bells and whistles are lovely, they are absolutely not necessary every single day.

  I can’t wait to start the rest of our lives.

  9

  Erika

  Ughhhh!!!! I had the best night of my life last night, and now here I am bright and early in the morning praying to the porcelain gods. Why do people do this? My stomach finally feels like it’s done punishing me. It takes me a second to get up off the floor. If I hurry, I can brush my teeth and wash my face before Thane wakes up. In all the excitement, I didn’t tell him about the baby and I don’t want him to find out like this. I manage to get to my knees when all hope is lost. Upchuck central rains upon me again. Oh crap. This is going to be a long pregnanc
y.

  “Erika? Petal, what’s wrong? Should I call your grandpa?” That is the last thing we need right now.

  My family would descend upon us within seconds. I know he had to have gone to my brother for the ring, so I am more than shocked my mom is not here with wedding books and such already. Which can only mean, Torran decided to give us a minute to ourselves before being the narc that he is.

  Once again it seems I am done, but this time isn’t as bad with Thane rubbing my back and holding back my hair. He helps me to the sink and brushes my teeth for me, which if I didn’t feel like a puke factory right now I would so jump him. I mean seriously, having your man take care of you is seriously hot.

  “Now tell me what's going on. Are you ok?”

  “I’m great, babe. This is just par for the course when you’re growing a tiny human in your body.” I tell him. I hadn’t had time between the shock of finding out yesterday and the proposal to think of a more elaborate way to tell him, but right here, now, and engulfed in his arms feels right. He doesn’t say anything for a minute and I start to get a bit nervous. But when I look up, he is looking at me like I just gave him the answer to life. Huh. In a way I suppose I just did.

  “Are you telling me we are having a baby?”

  “Yes. That is what I am telling you. I am more than positive it happened our first time. Are you happy?”

  “Happy? Petal, I am over the fucking moon. There is nothing I have wanted more since the moment I laid eyes on you, then to have a family with you. I love you so fucking much baby.” His lips meet mine in a slow sensual dance and all of the mornings unpleasantness fades away. I am warm and snuggled into him, I don’t notice he has moved us to the bed, until he sits on it with me standing between his legs.

  “Raise your arms baby so I can get this gown off you. I need to see you.”

  Though my pussy, the greedy bitch, is soaking herself and panting for what she knows will follow. I feel gross.