by Mlyn Hurn
Julie groaned out loud at the feelings that were rushing through her body like water over a cliff. She was hot, restless, needing him. She tried to urge him over her, but he resisted. Pulling away from her, he propped himself at her side. Holding her gaze for a moment, he began tugging her nightgown down over her distended tummy. As he tossed the gown to the floor, he moved his eyes down her body.
Julie moved her hands to cover her stomach and womanly mound, but Jim stopped her. “No, honey, I want to see you. All of you.”
“It’s okay, Jim. I know I’m not very pretty like this—” Jim’s fingers pressed against her lips, stopping her words.
“You are beautiful, Julie. Perhaps you are even more beautiful than ever before.” He slowly caressed her breasts and then moved his hand down. He stroked his hand slowly, caressingly, over her rounded belly. He circled her slightly protruding belly button round and round with his finger. Julie moved to cover her tummy, but Jim stopped her again.
“Jim, you don’t have to pretend or lie to me. I have looked at myself in the mirror. I know exactly what I look like—a fat cow!”
He couldn’t resist; he had to laugh. “Honey, you don’t look anything like any of my cows. Although, I think your ‘udders’ have gotten a tad bit bigger.”
Julie lightly punched his arm. “Hey!”
“But I like them bigger. I like all of you bigger. This way I just have more of you to touch, to kiss and to play with.” He leaned over once again and began sucking her nipple. Slowly, he moved his hand over her belly and finally down to her mound. He sighed as he felt her smoothness. He had wondered if she would still be smooth. He slid his fingers between her folds to find her already wet.
“Oh God, Julie,” he groaned against her breast. “I don’t know how long I’ll be able to wait.” He caressed her wet pussy lips and then slid inside to find her clit. He teased it lightly, making her hips writhe in response. He moved down her body, pausing to kiss her tummy. He ignored her tugging on his hair, and spread her thighs with his hands.
Jim lowered his head to lick her wet pussy lips, and then his fingers gently spread them. He moved closer, inhaling her womanly scent before he licked her, once. As Julie cried out, he moved closer and found her clit with his tongue. Relentlessly, he toyed with her clit, taking her higher and higher. She was almost there when he stopped suddenly. He moved back up her body, kissing her open mouth. Julie tasted herself on his lips and tongue. She met his tongue eagerly with her own. She tried to pull him over herself, but still he resisted.
“Jim, please, I need you!” She nearly shouted the words at him.
“I know, love, I know.” Yet he still didn’t move over her. Instead, he shifted on the bed, lowering himself to lie back against the pillows. He pulled Julie up and moved her to sit astride his thighs. He watched the stunned look on her face. “This way will be better, sweetheart. Trust me.” He moved her forward, and Julie rose up on her knees until his hard, hot shaft was poised at the opening of her womanhood. “You do it, Julie,” Jim told her softly.
Julie tightened her thigh muscles, using her hands on his chest to keep her balance. She looked down into his tense, ruggedly handsome face. Right then, she knew the truth, which she had denied for so long. She was in love with Jim Morgan! In fact, she had loved him for so long that she could not remember when she had not. Teenage animosity and fear of rejection had caused her to pull away from him. And inheriting that piece of land had made her realize that if she told Jim how she felt now, she could never trust what he said. Did his feelings for her stem from wanting the land? She moved slightly and relaxed her thigh muscles, and then she took him slowly into her body.
Jim moved his hands to her hips, steadying her. He fought the need to pull her onto his cock in one fell swoop. He knew she needed to control this, for her safety. He had never done this with a pregnant woman before, and he was a little scared of hurting her. His fingers tightened into the flesh at her hips. Julie had paused halfway down his shaft. He could see she was deliberately going slowly. He didn’t know if she was doing it for comfort reasons, or just to drive him crazy. He watched her face, eyes half closed. He moved his gaze down to her full, round breasts, jiggling slightly with her every breath.
Finally, he could wait no longer. “Julie!” He pulled on her hips at the same time she relaxed her muscles. Smoothly, completely, he was inside her. Neither moved for the longest time, it seemed. Jim closed his eyes at the feeling of her womanly flesh closing around his shaft, almost sucking him within her body. He could feel her tensing, flexing those innermost muscles of hers.
Julie opened her eyes to look down at him. The look on her face and in her eyes told him that she was savoring the feel of his hardness deep within her body once again. Then, as he watched her, she deliberately squeezed against him and rotated her hips at the same time.
Jim groaned in response to her erotic movements. “Honey, much more of that and this will be over.” He groaned again when she repeated the action, only this time her hips circled around one way, then back. He moved his hands to her breasts, caressing her taut nipples, squeezing them lightly. He wasn’t surprised when Julie involuntarily closed her body tightly around him.
Jim let her go on, rotating and squeezing, for about another minute. He moved one hand to her face, turning her to look at him. Taking hold of her hips, he began to control their rhythmic dance. Julie fought him for a second and then gave way to his movements. Over and over he thrust up inside of her. Her body struggled to squeeze and hold him within, but she couldn’t.
He wanted to watch her face as she came, so when he moved his fingers to find her clit again, all it took were two light flicks of his finger, and Julie climaxed around him. She cried out, her amazement at the intensity of the feelings sweeping over her in that moment written across her face. Jim followed her with another quick thrust and shot his seed deep inside her body, over and over.
Julie started to fall forward onto his chest, but Jim caught her and slowly separated their bodies and lowered her to lie next to him on the bed. Both just lay there quietly on their backs for several long minutes. Jim listened to Julie’s breathing as it slowly calmed back to normal. His own ragged breathing soon slowed also. He turned to look at Julie next to him. He lifted one hand to smooth back the short curls that were sweat dampened and clinging to her brow. She did look sexy with her hair short.
He lightly traced her lips, and then moved his hand down the side of her neck. He came to rest his hand on her farthest breast. Cupping it in his palm, he began massaging it lightly. Julie finally opened her eyes.
“No more. I won’t live through it,” she whispered to him softly.
Jim chuckled. “We don’t have time. You have to get dressed and come back to the party with me.”
Julie sat straight up in the bed…or as straight as she could with her rounded belly. “I can’t be seen like this!”
Jim laughed this time. “No, honey. You will have to put some clothes on first.” He moved to stand next to the bed. “Come on, Julie.” He took her hands and pulled her up and onto her feet. He poured some water into the basin nearby. He took a cloth and some soap and began washing his chest. Julie watched him silently as he moved the cloth down to wash his cock. He responded to her look in the expected manner. Julie flushed brightly and turned away.
“I really can’t go, Jim. What will everyone say? I don’t want to ruin the party for Tony and Angie.” Jim rinsed off and dried himself. He grabbed her hand.
“Do you want me to run you a bath, or do you want to wash off here?”
Julie glared back at him. He was just ignoring her.
“There isn’t enough time for a bath,” she said tersely.
But Jim was determined. He re-soaped the cloth and began running it over her breasts. He ignored her attempts to move back. He lowered the cloth, running it over her belly and then between her legs. He moved the cloth much more slowly there. Julie couldn’t stop the soft cry of desire that escaped her li
ps. Just as Julie started to lean toward him, he stopped.
Jim kissed her parted lips before he rinsed the cloth out, and then lightly ran it over her body again. He rinsed it once more, wrung it out and set it aside. Picking up the towel, he dried her off. He handed her the hairbrush and began pulling on his own clothes. He stopped once he had his tie in place, seeing Julie was still standing there naked. She had brushed her hair and her face was surrounded by a halo of wild curls. She looked like a naughty cherub at that moment.
“Julie, either you pick out a dress, or I shall.”
She glared at him, and he was sure that she was considering sticking her tongue out but decided against that childish gesture at the last minute.
“I really don’t have much to wear.” She stood in front of her closet. “I only have two dresses at the moment, and neither is really suitable for a party.”
Jim came over to her and began rifling through her dresses. To her surprise, he pulled out a dress. She had forgotten about it. It was high waisted, so it might fit, she thought.
“There is another problem, Jim.” He gazed at her, imagining the way she would look in the soft, sheer pink dress. “I can’t wear a, uhm…corset.”
Jim laughed. “Don’t worry, honey. You won’t need one.” And with that he lifted the dress and dropped it over her head. Julie’s protest was muffled, so she raised her hands and pushed them through the armholes. The dress drifted down over her body. It fit, sort of. She looked down at herself, then up at Jim.
Jim was staring at the way the pink dress clung to her full breasts and draped so obviously across her full tummy. The low-cut bodice revealed an incredible amount of enticing cleavage, he thought. And there would be no doubt as to her pregnancy in this dress. He turned her around before he could think twice, and fastened up the buttons at the back. He stepped away to grab his own jacket, and Julie slipped on some pink slippers that would match the dress. He grabbed her hand and started for the door.
Julie hung back. “What about some under—”
Jim tugged her along. “You don’t need any. No one will know any difference except me.” He unlocked the door and still holding her hand, pulled her behind him down the stairs. “Besides, thinking about you being naked under that dress is going to make me crazy. That should make you happy.” He paused next to his horse. “We don’t have time to hitch up the buggy, so we will just take my horse.” He mounted and then easily pulled her up to sit on the saddle in front of him.
Jim turned the horse and started at a slow walk back to his house. Julie shifted a bit and he wrapped one arm around her, just beneath her breasts. He pressed his arm upward, enjoying the feeling of her full breasts pressing against his forearm, and bouncing with the movement of the horse. By the time they reached his house, he was half-erect again. He rode to the barn first, to give his body time to relax.
He lowered Julie to the ground and then quickly removed the saddle from his horse and returned him to his stable. As he came up to Julie, she noticed his “state.” She smiled, looking back up into his face. He could see the look in her eyes. Julie moved close to him and slid one hand down to his hard cock, pressing against his trouser front. “We could stay out here,” she whispered to him softly. “And I could take care of this for you.”
“You little minx!” He pulled her close and kissed her hotly. “You could tempt a saint!” But he pushed her away from his body, removing her hand. He took a deep breath. “We are still going in. Now come on.”
Chapter 8
Jim wrapped his hand around her elbow and started walking toward the brightly lit house. He could feel the tension emanating from her small body. But he knew that it was time they faced “the consequences.” He wasn’t ashamed of what they had been doing, although in the eyes of many, he probably should be. He also knew that Julie would receive the brunt of the disdain. He knew many people would probably want nothing to do with either of them, and many of them would be so-called church going people.
Abruptly, Jim stopped walking. Julie actually took a step or two more, pulling up sharply as Jim didn’t release her arm. She looked back at him, expecting him to be looking at her. Instead he was staring off into space, not really focusing on anything.
“What’s the matter, Jim?” Julie asked him softly.
Jim looked down at her after several long moments of silence. His words pierced her heart. “I’ve changed my mind, honey.”
Julie jerked her arm away from him. “Well, just fine!” she shouted at him, turning back toward the barn. He had just reinforced her worst fears, so why was she shocked? She was surprised when he didn’t follow her. She was in the barn, struggling to saddle one of his other horses, when it was taken from her hands. She turned and glared at him angrily. “Give me that! I’m going home now!”
“Let me do it, Julie. This is too heavy for you to be lifting.” He saddled the horse for her silently, obviously still thinking to himself. Julie had expected him to argue with her, demand that she stay. The truth was that she wanted him to insist that they go into the house and tell everyone.
Stunned, she sat down on the nearest bale of hay. He was letting her go. If it were possible, she visualized her heart breaking like glass, splintering with sharp ends and no resemblance to what it once was.
“I would have thought you two would have had enough rolling in the hay—for awhile, anyway.”
Stunned, they both turned to see that Nick had entered the barn and was standing just inside the opened door. Julie started to stand, but Jim’s hand moved to her shoulder to stop her. He took a few steps forward.
“We were on our way inside, when…” Jim paused, obviously searching for the right words.
Julie spoke up behind him. “Jim changed his mind and decided to take me back home. To hide me away, I assume.”
Jim turned and glared at Julie. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Obviously you changed your mind about telling your family and decided not to face them.” Julie stood, putting her fisted hands angrily on her hips.
Jim walked over and stood toe to toe with her, looking down at her irately. “Are you crazy? I did not change my mind.”
“Excuse me, but that is precisely what you just said to me less than a minute ago on the lawn. If you didn’t change your mind, then why the hell did you drag me back in here to hurry up and bundle me away before anyone could see me in this condition?” Her hands pointed dramatically at her distended abdomen.
“I’m not hiding you away, Julie.”
“Well, dragging me out of my bed in the middle of the night to come to your house and then when we are almost at the door, you turn around and start dragging me back to my house, is not what I would call facing the situation.”
Jim raised his voice to match hers. “Damn it, Julie! I’ve been ready to face this situation since I found out about it. You are the one who was keeping it a secret from everyone. You are the one acting ashamed of having my child. You are the one who keeps running away from every encounter we have.”
“I do not run away!”
“Like hell you don’t! Each and every time things get intense you take off in the middle of the night.”
“It was not in the middle of the night. I took the morning train…” Her voice trailed away, knowing that was a weak argument.
Nick spoke up again, moving farther into the barn. “You two keep yelling like you are and the whole party will be out here to see what’s wrong. And that will take the question of anyone running out of the equation.”
Jim and Julie both turned to look at her smiling brother. Julie brushed past Jim, pulling her skirts up as if not to touch him. “Nick, please take me home immediately.” She took a few steps past her brother, when she stopped dead in her tracks. She spun around and looked accusingly at her brother. “If you knew, how come you didn’t come after him with a shotgun? That would have been the brotherly thing to do!” She glared at him, hands back on her hips, this time impatiently tapping her toe
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Nick smiled and crossed his arms across his broad chest. “Well, knowing you as I do, I tended to believe Jim when I found him saddling his horse, getting ready to go off and fetch you from home.”
“Humph!” Julie snorted disgustedly. “I’ll just go find Jared then. He will defend my honor.” She had only just reached the door when she heard Jim chuckling behind her right before he asked her a question.
“Uhm, how are you going to get his attention without going into the party?” Jim asked softly, grinning as he waited for her to answer.
Julie stopped, stunned for a moment. She hadn’t considered that. She turned and looked at both men haughtily over one shoulder.
“I will just walk home then. I don’t need anyone to defend anything. I can take care of myself just fine.” She walked through the door, and started down the nearly dark road, lit only by the faint glow of the partial moon. She continued to walk, even though she slowed her step, expecting to be followed at any moment. But she got down the lane, past the house, and actually to where the lane turned into the main road. She paused there, barely resisted looking back, and started off toward her house.
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Nick turned to look at his best friend. He gave him a long, measured glance. “Did you change your mind?”
Jim unsaddled the horse Julie had chosen, and then moved over to saddle his own horse once again. Nick thought he heard him softly apologizing to the large black beast for dragging him out again that night. Jim pulled the cinches tight, and then started leading the horse out of the barn.
“No, damn it all, I did not change my mind. I decided that walking in like that was probably not the best way to handle things after all.”
“Ahh,” Nick nodded his head, following beside him. “And just what did you think would be the best way to handle everything?”
“I was going to take Julie home. From there I was going into town to beg Reverend Hill to forge me a wedding license, dated an appropriate amount of time back. We could then say we had been keeping it a secret because of a fight we had, or something…” Jim mounted the horse.
