by C. M. Steele
I looked at her and then it hit me, she didn’t want to be here since I showed up. Everything in her wanted to be with me, but that fear lingered. I wish she didn’t feel that way. I was here for life.
She was taking stuff out of her closet when I spun her around and kissed her hard as fuck. “Mine. You’ll always be mine. I love you so much it hurts. I won’t ever hurt you. Take your time to believe it. I don’t care if it takes the rest of our lives. I’ll be on my death bed telling you so.” I kissed her into stupor. She moaned then shook off the stunned look of her face and gave me that smile that sent my heart fucking spinning like crazy.
While she continued to work, I went to the bathroom. I saw that her trash needed to be emptied before we left, but what was on top caught me off guard. An opened box of pregnancy tests. A two pack and they were both used. I knew it was gross, but I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that this morning’s sadness was more than an unexpected period. I took the used test out and looked at the two pink lines. In seconds, I felt the tears run down my cheeks. This was why she was so damn distraught. She didn’t tell me we were going to have a baby, but damn did this explain so much. I wiped away the tears because I was the man. What I needed to do was get her to a doctor. She still needed to be seen even if she didn’t want to be. One of the women at the office had a miscarriage and they had to do something to her because she got seriously sick from it. There was no way I was going to let anything happen to her.
I stormed out of the bathroom, her eyes widening at my scowl. I snatched her purse and keys up, then grabbed her hand and took her out of the room.
“Where are we going?” she asked.
“You’ll see.” I popped her into the rental and I drove off without saying a word.
We were almost there when she asked, “Where are you taking me?”
“To the doctor. I don’t know why you didn’t tell me about the baby, Abby. It’s our loss. I would have loved that baby. I’m so fucking sorry. I don’t know if I had anything to do with it, but damn it, well, I’m sorry that you went at this alone. We’re a team, Abby. You and me. We do this together.”
“Well, the test said that there could be a false positive, so I wasn’t really sure. I have three brothers and I don’t hang out with my sister-in-law, so I didn’t know what to expect.”
“You still should have said something.”
“But when you asked me about the birth control, you said you trusted me.”
“Yes, and I also said I didn’t give a shit if you were lying. I want us to have babies together, but if we can’t, I’ll still love you until the day I die.”
We got to the nearest hospital and filled out the forms to be examined. Once that was done she was taken in and they drew to small vials of blood. I waited there with her for about half an hour before they called us into an examination room.
She grabbed my arm just as I was going to close the curtain. “Please don’t leave me, Ethan,” she begged.
I kissed her nose and said, “Honey, I’m not going anywhere.” We waited there for about ten more minutes when a doctor came in with a monitor on a cart with a whole bunch of medical equipment.
He stuck out his hand to shake Abby’s then mine. “Hello, I’m Doctor Channing. I’ll be doing a few tests on you today, Ms. Williams. First, how are you feeling?”
“Okay, I suppose,” she replied. “Do you think it could be a false positive?” she asked the doctor.
“Yes, it happens, but from the forms and the blood the nurse took from you, we need to examine you further. Physically, how are you?”
“I feel normal actually,” she replied honestly.
“Any cramping?” he asked.
She looked she was pondering the question, then answered, “Surprisingly, no.”
“Okay, sir, I will be doing a pelvic exam with this machine. If you don’t want to be in here for this, that’s up to you.”
“He’s not going anywhere,” she snipped.
“No, I’m not,” I said with a chuckle.
“Since you’re not far along enough if you are indeed pregnant, I will have to use an internal ultrasound.” I swallowed when I saw them slide a large condom onto the giant wand. The motherfucking doctor lubed it up so much, then pushed it inside her. The screen next to the doctor’s head changed, a black hole appeared on the fuzzy picture. Then I saw what looked like a little ball inside the hole.
“Do you see this right here?” He pointed to that little ball resting on the edge of the hole. We both nodded. “That’s your baby. You didn’t have a miscarriage, Ms. Williams. What you had was probably early stage bleeding. It happens sometimes and it mimics a light period. Since there’s no active bleeding, I would say so far so good.”
“Doc, do you think it’s because we had sex last night that she started bleeding?” I asked. The thought of it being my fault felt like a tremendous punch in the gut.
He started laughing. “You do see this instrument. Most men are nowhere near this big. Trust me, it’s safe to have sex. But if it makes you feel better, give it forty-eight hours.”
“I guess you have a point there.” I was huge, but that thing was a monster.
“I’m going to discharge with a prescription for prenatal vitamins, although you can pick up some at the local drug store, but please check in with your obstetrician for general pregnancy care,” he said, standing up. Then he patted my shoulder and said, “Congratulations to both of you.”
“Thank you,” we said through unshed tears in both our eyes.
We were going to have a baby. I was so damn happy.
He left us there so my love could get redressed. She stood up lifting the hospital gown off her body. I held her hand and kissed her lips. “I love you, Abby.” Then dropping to my knees, I kissed her belly. “And I love you, little one.” She wrapped her arms around the base of my neck, rubbing my head.
Epilogue
Abby
Three years went by fast. I was pregnant again for the third time and I was trying to keep my cool. This was harder than when I finally admitted I was pregnant the first time. I haven't told him yet. Ethan kind of freaked out last time when I was scheduled for an emergency C-section. Our son didn't want to come out; after that I was back on birth control. He wanted me to get fixed or for him to get fixed. I told him we were too young for that, and what if I had a change of heart later? I should have known better than to use that birth control. It didn't work the first time. I loved our boys and I wanted one more. Boy, girl, it didn't matter as long as they were healthy. I rubbed my still flat tummy, whispering to my little one inside. "I love you, little one. Your Daddy loves you, too. Well, he will. I don't know what I'd do without him. To think I almost threw away his love. So, grow strong baby. I can't wait for you to join our happy family." I rubbed my belly one more time before going back to folding laundry. There was a ton of it since it was almost fall and the weather had been rainy and muddy. The boys had to go outside every day, so they played on their large playset in the backyard. I loved staying home with the kids. It was a bit exhausting most days, but their smiles were all I needed. Well, that and my big, strong husband and his dirty mouth.
Giving up school wasn’t a hard choice. Ethan told me I could still go to school if I wanted, but I hated it. I was an okay student, but I wanted to be most was like my mother. To be loving and be loved by her family. It was worth giving up my last year. I wasn’t the only one who left school at that time. Just as we were unregistering and withdrawing from the university, I saw George being handcuffed and taken away. Ethan grabbed my waist and pulled me close. Not purely out of jealousy, but because the evil look in George’s eyes said he wasn’t above attacking me at the moment. We later found out that he’d been arrested for a sexual assault case. Now he was serving twenty years in prison. I was glad that scum was off the streets. Life was much easier after that, and with each day, I learned to feel special to my man and trust in his love. It was hard at first, but by the time I walke
d down the aisle two months later I was sure. The look in his eyes was possessive and full of love. Something I would never take for granted again.
The kids had been with Ethan’s parents while I went to the doctor. They knew why I was going, so they kept it from Ethan until I could tell him after work. I’d just come back from the doctor, who confirmed that I was almost two months. I wasn’t showing as much as I had with the first two, but I felt like vomiting every day. I rubbed my belly, unaware that someone was watching me from the doorway. “Abby,” Ethan uttered, looking at my stomach then back at me.
I nodded, answering the unspoken question. He walked up to me slid his hands into my hair and dropped his head down, kissing me with a tenderness I hadn’t expected. The news should have bothered him, but the kiss was too perfect for him to be upset.
“I love you, Abby. We’ll make sure that this one doesn’t give you too much trouble. I don’t know why we bothered using birth control at all. Your pussy was too fertile and greedy for my seed.”
“Well, you are just too virile.”
“Let me show you how virile I am,” he growled, picking me up and carrying me up the stairs like a man possessed. I found myself stripped bare before I hit the bedroom wall and watched as my needy husband barely got his cock out of his pants. He bent down over me and in one smooth stroke buried himself in me. His hands were on my ass, holding me up as his thick shaft pumped into me. I moaned as he filled me up repeatedly. My body was always ready for him, my pussy eager to be punished by his large thick length. It felt so incredible to be filled so completely. He pumped into me, taking my tit into his mouth and sucking hard. I arched my back off the wall and clenched my pussy around his cock. I felt the stirring of my orgasm as my back slammed against the wall. I was fucking grateful the kids were still with his parents as Ethan fucked me like a beast. My hands thrusted into his hair, tugging and pulling his head up to mine, kissing him erratically. I was so close that my pussy pulsed faster and faster.
“Fuck, beauty, come for me,” he growled against my neck. I ran my hands down his shoulders, feeling the heat rolling off his body.
“Fuck me hard, Ethan.” He started slamming into me while kneading my ass. His finger slipped inside my ass and I knew that he wanted in here. I pushed back on his finger, loving the stimulation. I came, screaming like a banshee as I rode my lover. I milked every ounce of come out of his cock. He quickly carried me over to the bed, laying me down on my belly.
“On all fours,” he demanded. I felt his fingers slipping into my pussy and getting wet with our come. He spread it over my ass, working my hole open. He pushed two fingers into my ass, stretching me. Ethan pulled his fingers away and replaced it with his semi-hard cock. I felt stretched to the gills, but it felt so good. His hands splayed over my ass cheeks as he fucked me from behind.
“Play with your pussy, baby. Love, show me how dirty my wife can be. God, I love taking your ass. Just because it’s mine.” My pussy clenched at his words, I was a fucking word slut. Any time he talked dirty to me, I was melting and coming in seconds. I did what he said and grabbed my pussy, pinching my clit, then strumming it while he worked my ass. “Fuck, sweetheart. You are too sexy. You’re going to make me come again. Would you like that? Do you want my come in your ass? I know you do. You dirty little thing.”
“Fuck, I’m coming,” I cried out again, my pussy twitching and back bowing. I felt him pump harder, emptying out into my ass.
“See, pretty little thing, you like it.” He pulled out of me then spanked my ass before running to the bathroom and starting the shower. I knew he was doing it for me. He always did, so I could get back to the kids without feeling like a total skank.
I started cleaning myself up when he came in behind me. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to leave you alone for a bit. I have to go get the boys.”
“How did you know they weren’t here?”
“I didn’t. I was just too fucking turned on by you talking to our newest member of the family. My mom called to tell me the boys are crying because mommy went to the doctor and they think she’s sick, so they want their mama.” He took the soap from me and started scrubbing my body for me. It felt so good, I melted in his arms. As soon as he was done scrubbing himself, he helped rinse me off and carried me to bed. “Take a nap. I’ll be back with the boys and dinner. Sleep, my world.”
Three years later…
Ethan
Here we were again. Abby was pregnant for the last time as far as I was concerned. It wasn’t the money, the love, or the time. It was the fact that I couldn’t take my wife going through another delivery. It’s painful to watch and I can’t take that pain away. I already got myself fixed and I still managed to knock her up. I had all the trust in the world in my wife, so I didn’t even question that this baby wasn’t mine, but fuck, she was getting fixed, too. She was round and beautiful as we were going out to celebrate six wonderful years of marriage. I wanted her right then and there, but I promised her a night out. Her maternity dress fit her like a glove, hugging her large breasts and round ass. Her belly was snug against anything she wore, but that was because she was eight months along.
Two hours later, instead of watching a romantic comedy at movies, I was rushing my wife into the hospital. She was breathing calmly, but her water broke right before we handed the man our tickets. I held her hand through the entire six hours before our little girl came into this world. “Thank you,” I said, kissing her and wiping away the tears. “You did it, my love.”
“Thank you for being my world. Now can I sign up for the whole tube tying thing?” The nurses laughed before walking out of the room and leaving us to our little family.
“Whatever you want, my love. But there’s no guarantee that it’ll work,” I teased. After that I knew that we wouldn’t have anymore.
“Well, then I guess you’re going to have to wait until I go through menopause,” she teased back.
“You got jokes. Fine, I’ll just start taking your ass all the time.” I planted a kiss on her forehead.
“You’re so sweet,” she said, rolling her eyes at me.
“I’m just looking out for you.”
She raised her brows, giving me a “I’m so full of shit” look. “And yourself.”
I shrugged it off. I loved this woman and every damn day I ached to be inside her or to hold her close. “Can you blame me? I’ll never get enough of you.”
“Same here,” she murmured, falling asleep while smiling at me. I laughed and kissed her forehead before picking up my little girl and holding her close.
“You’re going to be a world of trouble, just like your mama. But I’ll love you just the same,” I whispered to my little girl. I felt full of love and glad that I hadn’t given up on my sweet Abby. My world was complete.
The End.
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Excerpt—Rick (Unedited)
I watched her in the shower. She had no idea I was feeling as horny as she was. A fight or not, all I could think about was fucking her so deep she’d know how much I wanted her. She had to rest and I had to lay off her pussy, but that didn’t mean I wanted to. We’d been married for four years and I hadn’t gotten tired of the warmth of her soft womb wrapped around my cock like a tight vice.
I growled running the cold water from the sink and splashing it over my face. I needed to toss it on my sack then maybe the need would ease. Fuck, maybe if I wasn’t standing in the bathroom while she showered like the paranoid husband I was then it would go away. But fainting was fainting and I couldn’t risk her safety, so hard cock, blue balls were nothing to suffer to protect and care for the love of my life.
“Stop watching me through the mirror,” she ordered through the shower stall. Her attitude had soured the past few days, like I wasn’t suffering, too. She had her hand on her tits, scrubbing her body with her sudsy loofa. God, a man could die fro
m the sight. Then again, a fucker would die if he caught this particular sight.
“Nope. Can’t help myself. I like looking at you. As a matter of fact, I love it.” I wagged my brows as I continued to eye her through the mirror.
“Yeah right. You’re just worried I’m going to fall again.” She thought I was overreacted or that I was babying her, but hell if I could stand anything happening to her.
“That too, but does this look like I’m not interested in tearing your pussy apart.” I turned and showed her my straining erection trying to shred my boxers in the fucking process. Maybe now she had an idea how hard it was for me, too. I ached to close that parted mouth around my cock and let her suck off every ounce of me down her slender throat. “Two more days, Red. Then I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk and need to be put traction.”
She reached between her thighs and slowly grazed her pussy lips. Tormenting me to a new heightened state of blue balls. I stormed out of the bathroom. I heard her laugh uncontrollably.
