“Chad, don’t get too excited,” I reminded him as I put my fingers through his beautiful wet hair. “I doubt it’s just the right time.” His giddiness was sweet but worried me. “Please don’t get your hopes up. I know you want kids, but I’m not sure I’m ready. And the doctor told us it wasn’t a good idea.”
“I know.” Chad lifted his head. “It’s just the maybe factor getting to me.” His grin told me how happy he would be if it did happen. “Just one more time.” He brushed his lips over my abdomen and sighed.
My eyes closed. I was more afraid than I let on. The thought of a pregnancy terrified me.
Chapter 40
“Baby, it don’t matter what kinda dress you wear,” Chad explained as we ate breakfast at the kitchen table. Talk about our wedding dominated the conversation. “You’d look beautiful in anything.”
I sighed. “But, I don’t wanna be inappropriate. I was supposed to marry Giovanni. I can’t disrespect his memory.”
“Wearing a wedding gown ain’t gonna do that. He’d love it. Baby, he told us to do this. It’s OK.” He picked up my hand and kissed my fingers.
I quickly closed my eyes and fought the tears. Giovanni did that to me to show me he loved me long before he told me. Chad had never done it before. Then I heard, “You belong to Chad now.” It was Giovanni’s voice.
It was two days past our planned wedding date. That was the only reason why I heard him. It had to be. Chad and I didn’t celebrate Valentine’s Day. Everyone stayed away as well. I spent much of the day in bed, with Giovanni’s jacket as I listened to his music. It hit me hard as soon as I realized what day it was. Chad was supportive but didn’t let me wallow in sorrow. He held me and whispered words of encouragement. His love helped me through, yet again.
“Baby, don’t cry.” Chad squeezed my hand and caressed my cheek, which jolted me back to the present. “We can talk about this another day if you want.”
I took a deep breath then looked up at him. “No. We have to figure it out. I just miss him. I’m sorry.”
“I know, baby.” He got up then had crouched down next to me before he took me into his arms. “It’s OK. Just cry. I’m here.”
My tears came fast. Soon I sobbed on his shoulder. Memories of Giovanni’s proposal flooded my mind. The wedding I had imagined did as well. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to marry Chad. The images were just so painful. So much had changed when I lost Giovanni.
“Baby,” Chad lifted my chin when my tears slowed. “Do you wanna wait? Is this too much for you?”
I sniffled. “No. I wanna be your wife.” I glanced at the ring on my finger.
“Good. ’Cause I want you to be mine.”
“I am.”
Chad sat back in his chair. “We have to do it in a church you know.”
I had not noticed he started to eat again. “Um, yeah. Otherwise my dad’s gonna freak out.”
“Did your mom tell him we’re kinda dating or something?”
“Not till they got home.” I smirked. “But she told me she’s keeping it from him that we had sex.”
Chad exhaled loudly. “Oh God. I never thought of that. He’d wring my neck if he knew I been fuckin’ you for two years.”
“He thinks I’m still a virgin.” I laughed. “If he only knew I slept with all of you guys.”
Chad didn’t say anything for a few seconds. “What do you mean by all of us?”
“Um.” I had forgotten he didn’t know. “Well… I kinda fucked all you guys, except for Dominic.”
“Mark and Phil too?”
“Not Mark.”
“But, Jon. You slept with Jon too? Really?” He looked hurt.
I put my hand over his. “It was months ago. When I was staying with Tommy.”
“Were any of them better than me?”
I smirked. “Do you want that answer?”
“Shit!” He banged his head on the table. “OK. Who was it? I need to know. Was it Dean? Tommy said he was bigger than me. Or Phil? He bragged girls always said he was a sex god.”
I ran my fingers through his hair. “I’m kidding. You’re still the best. I promise.”
“Really?” He whisked me out of the chair and put my back against the wall. “Maybe I should prove it to you.”
I put my arms on his shoulders, but the weight of my leg cast made me groan. “I don’t think we can do it like this.”
“We can.” He slid his hand down my right leg and held it as he leaned on me more. “I gotta have you.” He opened his jeans with one hand. “So glad you wore a skirt.” His stiff shaft grazed my inner thigh, while his fingers slid under my panties and into my pussy.
I moaned as he thrust them in and out quickly. Within seconds, an orgasm started to build. “Oh… Chad… Yeah… Ah… Ah God!”
“I’m not seeing this,” Chris said as he walked in the room with his eyes covered. “No fucking in common areas.”
I groaned with disappointment when Chad pulled his fingers away.
Chad looked at Chris and laughed. “This is my house, and I’ll fuck where I want to. Uh… Right, baby. Uh, uh, uh.” He moaned and pushed his hips against mine.
I couldn’t help but giggle. “We weren’t fucking yet. You interrupted. Stop, Chad.”
“You’re not off the hook, baby.” He winked then carefully put me down.
Chris glanced at us and made a funny face. “Put your dick away, man.”
“You wish you had this much to give, huh?” Chad stood against the wall. “I don’t know any guy alive bigger than me.”
I stood in front of him and tucked his cock into his boxer briefs. “It’s not always a blessing to have the biggest dick.” I looked up at him as I closed his pants. “You told me most girls couldn’t take it.”
“So? You can. That’s all that matters.”
Chris opened the refrigerator. “Phil complains about that too. We picked up these girls the other night. The one he was fucking was begging him to stop going in so far. I guess it’d suck not to be able get in balls deep. But I still wish I could brag like you two.”
“Yours is just fine, Chris. I liked it.” I covered my mouth when I realized what I said. Guilt came over me. I looked up at Chad. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—”
He put a finger to my lips. “I’m not mad about it. Relax. I was upset because of what day it was. Not that you were fucking him.”
I glanced at Chris who adjusted his stiff cock. “I won’t drink again on the medicine. I promise.”
“Hey, um… I think I’m gonna go to the store.” Chris looked embarrassed a bit. “I’ll be back. So can you try to fuck in the bedroom?”
Chad put his arms around me and pulled my back against him. “Which one? Yours?”
“Funny, man.” Chris grabbed his jacket from the couch and went to the front door. Then he turned around. “Hey, if I find cum on my bed that I didn’t put there, I’m gonna kick your ass.”
Chad let out a short laugh. “Yeah, you try that. I got like fifty pounds and six inches on you.”
“I’ll get Jon to help me.” Chris grinned widely. “He’s got you by like eighty.”
They both laughed before Chad said, “We’d never do that to you, and you know it.”
“I know.” Chris smirked. “Just had to get that picture outta my head.” Then he rolled his eyes. “Fuck!”
I pulled away from Chad and went to get more juice.
“What?” Chad asked.
Chris opened the front door. “I got a hard-on again. Sorry, man, but I can’t forget how she felt. I gotta go before I start begging you to let me fuck her.” Soon after the door was closed, I heard the roar of the Mustang’s engine.
“So, baby. How about this month?”
I looked up at Chad while I sat down. “To do what?”
“Get married, baby. Isn’t that what we been talking about?”
“Um… We can’t.” I turned away from him. “Not this month. Please.” Then the stupid tears started again. I hated how em
otional I still was at times.
Chad groaned. “Oh, damn. I’m so sorry.” He knelt in front of me and took my hands in his. “Baby, I didn’t mean to be so insensitive. I just want you to be my wife now.”
“We can’t just… pick a date… anyway,” I said between sobs. “I want… my parents… there… and—and… he just died… I can’t!”
Chad held me again. “It’s OK. Forget when. I’m sorry. Everything I say is making you cry. Should we just not get married?”
My breath caught in my throat, and my chest constricted. “You don’t want to marry me anymore?” I clutched the back of his shirt tightly, as if I was about to lose him.
“That’s not what I said. Baby, I don’t think you can handle planning another wedding. I can’t make all the decisions. So until you can deal with it, we’ll just pretend we’re not gonna do it. OK?”
I drew in a shaky breath. “I can do it. Just not this month. Let me talk to my parents, and I think we need to see when the church is available.”
“True. My mom will probably help us with it.”
I lifted my head and looked into his eyes. “I wanna walk down the aisle without a cast on. So, we may have to wait quite a while. I don’t know how long it’s gonna take me to walk again. If I ever do.”
“You’ll walk again.” He kissed my forehead. “You will.” He sighed. “You think hormones are making you more emotional?”
I shrugged. Then I realized what he said. “Wait. What?”
“You know.” He slid a hand over my belly. “The baby.”
I didn’t want to hurt him, so I looked down. “The test was negative. Chad, I’m not pregnant.” I was nervous as hell that I could be though.
“I know you are.” He grinned. “I can feel it. It was too soon to take the test anyway.”
I nodded. “OK, fine.” I didn’t want to argue about it. Then we both stood up and cleared the table. I turned on the water and poured soap on a sponge.
“You’re gonna get your cast wet. Go sit on the couch. I’ll watch a movie with you in a minute.”
I knew he was right and hobbled over to the couch. Then I started to flip through the channels for something we’d both like. “Hey you wanna watch the new X-men? It comes on in ten minutes.”
“Yeah,” Chad shouted over the water.
I tried to lift my right foot up onto the table so I could sit back. However, my left arm wasn’t strong enough. I tried a few more ways to help myself get comfortable. None seemed to work. It frustrated me that I was not able to help myself most of the time. I was really lucky to have Chad.
“Baby, stop.”
I was surprised by his sudden appearance but replied, “I can do it.”
“Stop being stubborn. You can lay on me, and I’ll hold you. OK?”
I smiled and relented. He lifted me up and soon had me belly down on top of him. I put my fingers in his hair and looked up at him for a while. I admired his handsome profile. Then I lay my head on his shoulder and turned toward the movie, which just started. It felt natural and somewhat romantic.
Chad put his arms around me and kissed my forehead. “I love you. Just relax.” His hand slowly ran up and down my back, soothingly.
“I love you too,” I whispered. Then I felt the slight tension start to dissipate and sighed.
By the time the opening credits were over, one of Chad’s hands had traveled into my panties. He slowly fingered my pussy. With each second, I became more aroused. It became hard to concentrate on the movie. However, Chad didn’t push to go any further. So I just did my best.
When the battle scene began, Chad seemed to move his hand along with the action on the screen. I grabbed his shirt tightly and cried out into it within seconds. My pussy gripped his fingers hard.
As I regained control, I looked up at him. He stared at the television, seemingly unaware he worked my pussy. His fingers drove in and out of me fast and hard. When I was at the cusp of another orgasm, I put my hand over the front of his pants and squeezed his soft cock through the fabric.
“Oh God, Chad!” I shouted as spasms began.
Chad’s hand froze, and he laughed. “I had no idea I was fingering you. Do you want me to stop?”
“No.” I wanted more.
He smiled widely. “After this movie, you’re getting my cock you know.”
“Fine with me.” I moaned when he started to stroke me again.
Then I opened his pants and slid my hand into his underwear. His penis was still mostly limp. I just held it while I turned my attention back to the movie. Because he had backed off on the speed he fingered me at, I was able to relax and enjoy both at the same time.
It felt more intimate than sex. I couldn’t remember ever doing that with someone else. It showed how different our relationship was. How deep our love went, and how strong our connection was.
* * *
“OK. That’s it,” Chad said as soon as the movie ended. He slid out from under me carefully. “Sit up.”
I looked up and took his outstretched hand. “What’re we doing?”
“You gotta ask?”
It was a silly question. I held onto him tightly and maneuvered my body to sit. Then I watched him tuck his boxer briefs under his balls. My pussy contracted at the sight of his huge erection.
“Put your head all the way back.” Chad knelt down in front of me.
I slowly lay back until my head and shoulders were against the back of the couch. Then he pulled my legs until my ass was at the edge of the couch and yanked my panties off. It was an odd and uncomfortable position. However, when Chad grabbed a throw pillow and put it behind me, I sighed.
“Now relax, baby.” He opened my legs and leaned his head down.
I gasped when his tongue slid from my clit down to my honey hole. He pushed it in and wiggled it a bit, which made me, squirm. Then he forced my legs open wide and leaned against my inner thighs so they stayed that way. His mouth moved all over. He kissed, sucked, licked and flicked. He knew me better than anyone.
When I was close to an orgasm, he concentrated on my clit. I grabbed his hair and pushed his face down as a tremble began. He used that to his advantage and started to suck on my lips and flick my clit again.
“Holy shit!” I screamed and pulled his hair.
Chad jumped up as soon as I let him go and ran toward the bedroom. When he came back, seconds later, he rolled a condom over his dick. Then without a word, he was on his knees again, his hands under my ass.
We both sighed as he thrust his cock into my pussy. When I had all of him, he bent down and kissed my lips. I put my hands in his hair, held his face to mine and continued to kiss him, passionately. My tongue roamed all over his mouth, as he started to pump in and out of me.
“Mmmm… Uh… Chad… Oh!”
I let out a moan into his mouth when his hips went faster. Then my back arched, and Chad ground into me deeply, as he caressed my cervix just so. I cried out his name and clutched handfuls of hair, as I tried not to yank it.
“Oh God!” I shouted and pushed my hips against his while the pleasure lasted.
Then a door opened. Tommy walked in the room. “Oh shit. Sorry, man.”
Chris was right behind him and groaned.
“Again, seriously?” Chad yelled as he turned to them.
Chris had bags in his hands and walked behind us to the kitchen. “Do you guys fuck all day long or something? I told you I’d be back.”
“Do you mind if they’re in the room? I wanna cum, please,” Chad begged me between soft kisses and long drawn out strokes within me.
Tommy soon stood close to the couch. “Go ahead. Finish. I love watching her cum.”
“Me too,” Chris added. “This morning I walked in here. He had her up against the wall. She was right in the middle of an orgasm. Damn that was fucking nice. I’m gonna make sandwiches. You want one Tom?”
Tommy looked up. “No mayo, man.”
Then Chad’s cock started to soften, and he rolled his ey
es. “Forget it.” He pulled out and sat back on his heels. “You guys suck at watching you know. You’re supposed to shut the fuck up or jerk off.”
“Sorry, I’m hungry,” Chris admitted. “I’ll watch you fuck after.”
I shook my head. “I ain’t gonna let you watch later.”
Chad pulled my skirt down. “You should eat something too, baby.” Then he stripped the condom off and got up.
“I’m not hungry.”
“Don’t start that shit again,” Chad said as he walked away.
I tried to sit up straight but struggled. “We ate breakfast just before the movie.”
“But, you picked at it. You drank a bunch of juice and ate like three mouthfuls of eggs. You didn’t gain any of the weight back.”
Tommy sat next to me and helped me get comfortable. “He’s right. You’re bones can’t heal without eating.” His hand slid up my thigh and under my skirt. “Your legs are getting thin too. How about…” Then he moved and grabbed my ass. “Still enough cushion, but…”
“Stop,” I quietly told him as I scooted away from him. “Chris’ll see.”
Tommy glanced up then looked me in the eyes. “You’re not worried about Chad?”
“No.” I smiled. “He said I could fuck you if I want to.” They had all seen the engagement ring, so our relationship was public knowledge.
He got closer and leaned over me. “Do you want me to?” Fleetingly, he squeezed my breast. Then his fingers were between my thighs. “Want me in here?” He pushed two fingers into my pussy. Then his mouth was next to my ear, and I felt his breath on my neck. “I wanna feel you squeeze my dick again.”
“Tommy,” I breathlessly uttered. “Tommy… Not… in… front… of… Oh shit… Chris.” Then I grabbed his arm and stifled a scream while I gripped his fingers within.
He exhaled on my neck with a sigh. “Yeah, just like that.” Then he pulled his hand away. “When Chris passes out tonight, I’ll fuck you in the garage or something. Or maybe I’ll just gag you.” He grinned then licked his fingers. “I can’t wait.”
Dual Desires (Triple Threat Book 3) Page 34
