by Tasha Blue
He rolled over, wrapping his arms around Deonna. She snuggled closer to him and purred. Warren smiled and went back to sleep, thinking that she was the perfect woman to hold. She had curves in all the right places and something he could see making a wonderful mother.
Deonna woke up before he did and started her morning routine. She was in the middle of her yoga workout when Warren walked out of the bathroom and saw her performing the downward dog pose.
“Good morning beautiful,” Warren said as he walked over to Deonna.
“Good morning. I did research and I can still do my yoga as long as I take certain precautions,” Deonna said as she changed poses.
“Well, at least one of us was thinking of that. I was admiring you as you exercised,” Warren said as she changed to mountain pose. “Have you thought about prenatal classes and who you want to go with you?”
“I figured that Jackie would like to go with me to prenatal classes, but if you would like to go with me, I would be okay with that as well. I know this is your first child too,”
“I would love to go and to be in the delivery room with you so that I can get the full father experience. Are you sure you should still be doing that pose?” He watched her move through several positions.
Deonna laughed and stuck her tongue out at Warren. “I’ll be fine. Research says that as long as I’m not just starting yoga that I can do most of the poses till my final trimester; however, there are poses that I can’t do past my first trimester.”
Warren grabbed Deonna around the waist and kissed her. “Mm, you taste like coffee.”
“Is that your way of asking me to make you coffee because you haven’t had a cup of good coffee in a few days?” Deonna laughed and danced out of his reach.
“Yes, Ms. York, it is,” Warren said as he reached for her again.
Deonna walked into the kitchen and began making a fresh pot of coffee. She heard him walk up behind her. “Are you going into the office today?” Deonna asked.
Warren turned Deonna around and kissed her. “No.” He kissed her again.
Warren pulled her up against him, his hands sliding up her tank top. Brushing her breast with his thumb, her smooth skin felt amazing in his hands. Deonna pushed his hands from under her shirt. This time she was going to be in control of everything. She kissed his jaw and then his neck, listening to the growl that escaped his lips. She trailed light butterfly kisses down his chest and abdomen. She undid his belt when she got to it. She dropped to her knees and took him in her mouth. His cock filled her mouth and left a slightly salty taste on her tongue. The slow, tentative ministrations of her mouth drove him insane.
“Baby girl, you should stop before I come in your mouth,” Warren said as he thrust into her mouth.
“You’re not my boss in this,” Deonna said as she stopped and trailed kisses back up his body. “Let’s go to the bedroom.”
Warren grabbed Deonna’s hand and guided her into the bedroom. She pushed Warren onto the bed and straddled his waist. She was still fully dressed and she was going to use that to the best of her abilities. Her hands traveled his body listening to the hitch in his breath when she touched him in places that turned him on. She felt Warren shift slightly underneath her and knew he was getting ready to flip her.
Warren reached up and took her shirt off, his hands rested on her waist. Deonna climbed off of him and took her yoga bottoms off. When she climbed back on him, she positioned his cock to enter her body. She fit him like a glove and she knew it. She began rotating her hips. Making him moan her name, she shifted positions and rotated her hips in the opposite direction, making love to him as hers. She was on the verge of orgasm when Warren flipped her, thrusting into her fast and hard. She was his for this moment. This felt right. Deonna screamed his name as she came for him. His pace increased, becoming frantic and uncontrollable, until finally he came as well. Warren didn’t want to move, this was the best place on earth.
A few hours later, Warren heard a beeping. Thinking it was his phone he got up and began looking for it. He found it in the kitchen in his pants. The beeping wasn’t his phone. He found the beeping in Deonna’s room under the bed. It was her ovulation tracker. He hated to wake her, but knew that she needed to know that it was going off again. Warren woke her and handed the device to her.
“How long has it been going off?” Deonna asked.
“I don’t know how long it was going off before I woke up, but would say about maybe a half-hour.” Warren he kissed her forehead.
“Well, it seems all we have to wait to see if I’m pregnant. I hope I am. It would mean that this wasn’t for nothing,” Deonna said.
“Don’t worry. We can do this as many times as we have to. Smile for me, gorgeous, it’ll all be okay,” Warren said as he kissed her.
Warren spent the rest of the day talking and watching movies. The third Star Wars movie and Warren was ready to claw his eyes out. He begged her to pick something else, something not sci-fi. When she choose Rush Hour, he laughed, her movie options ran the gambit.
Chapter6
Deonna took a pregnancy test two weeks after her cycle went off. The test came back positive. She was so excited about this that she didn’t think about it being a false positive. She thought of all the symptoms that women have when pregnant. She called Kathy first. She needed a clear and level-headed person to help ground her.
“Kathy Parker, how may I help you?” Kathy said when she answered the phone.
“Kathy, its Dee, I’m pregnant. I just took a test and it says that I’m pregnant. Oh my god, what am I supposed to do? Is it possible for me to get pregnant this quickly? What am I going to do if I’m not really pregnant and this is a false positive? Kathy are you still there I’m so sorry I know I’m rambling and you can’t get a word in but I just needed to tell someone what’s going on and what I’m thinking before what I’m thinking doesn’t matter,” Deonna said without taking a breath.
“First breathe, then listen. You should make an appointment with your ob-gyn and get her to give you another test. This way you can know for sure if you are or aren’t. You should wait to tell Warren and Jackie just in case this is a false positive. So with that said, I’m going to squeal and jump around because if you are pregnant you can’t do that anymore.” Kathy said as she jumped up and down. “Let’s celebrate this momentous occasion by going out and having a good time. So throw on your best dress, and wait by your front door, because I will be picking you up and taking you to the restaurant of your dreams. Then to the land of cheese and cake. We are women on a mission.”
Deonna laughed as she said her goodbyes to Kathy and hung up. This was going to be the most fun they would have for a while. She smiled throughout her shower and while she dressed. When Deonna finished making herself beautiful, she looked at her bed and realized that while she loved Kathy, she wished Warren was the one taking her out tonight. Her smile wavered for just a moment and then she heard the doorbell ring. She pasted on her brightest smile and answered it.
To her surprise, Warren was on the other side of the door. Warren looked her up and down checking out her body in the tight fitting little black dress she wore. He shook his head and reached for her.
“Where are you going in that dress without me?” Warren asked with a chuckle.
“I’m going out to dinner with Kathy and then to the Cheesecake Factory. It’s where we first met in high school. I was working there and Kathy came in for a piece of her favorite cheesecake. It was love at first order - after that we were inseparable. We became friends mostly because I got to bring home free cheesecake but also because we were kindred spirits or at least where cheesecake is concerned,” Deonna said as Warren kissed her.
“Well, that ruins my plans for tonight,” Warren said.
The doorbell rang and Warren opened it. His first thought was to shut it in the woman’s face but he knew that would make Deonna mad. He didn’t get to see her a lot and he just wanted this one night with her instead of his wife. Jackie h
ad become cold and unfeeling recently. She was always gone and no matter what he did, she wouldn’t spend time with him. It was almost as if she didn’t like the fact that he had slept with Deonna.
“Kathy, this is Warren,” Deonna introduced them, hoping they would be friends.
“Hello, Kathy. I know you ladies are going out to have girl’s night tonight but could I please tag along? My wife is away for the week and I’m getting a little lonely in that house by myself,” Warren said as he gave her his million dollar smile.
“Sure hon, the more the merrier. Plus, it gives me time to grill you and get to know you a little better. I like to know the people in my friend’s life, she can be a bad judge of character and I’d hate to find out later that you and your wife took advantage of her kindness,” Kathy said as her inner lawyer started to formulate questions.
Warren and both Kathy and Deonna rode in the silence of Warren’s car. Kathy, unable to take the silence much longer, asked the one question that she felt needed to be asked. “Where is your wife and why isn’t she entertaining you?”
“Well, I see you don’t hold anything back. Jackie is in Barcelona for the week for a fashion shoot,” Warren said as he navigated through traffic.
“No, I tend to let things flow when I’m outside of the courtroom. When will your wife be coming back home? Is she going to be gone a lot during Dee’s pregnancy?” Kathy asked.
“I feel like I should have my lawyer with me!” Warren joked. “She should be back no later than Saturday morning. As to if she will be gone during Deonna’s pregnancy, I don’t believe she will be. As far as I know, she will be here to help Deonna though this pregnancy as well as to experience it with her. How long have you been a lawyer and have you always been this protective of Deonna?”
“I’ve been a lawyer since birth but I’ve been practicing law for nine years now, and yes I have always been protective of Deonna like this,” Kathy said. Then she surprised him by asking, “If you knew Dee was pregnant right now, how would you feel? How would you respond if you knew she was waiting to tell you until she knew for sure?”
Deonna blushed. She had wanted to ask Warren about that but hadn’t wanted to bring it up in case he thought she was keeping it secret from him. She glanced at him and noticed that he was looking at her and his look seemed to soften the longer he looked at her. She didn’t notice when the light turned green until the car behind them honked their horn.
“I would be happy if she was pregnant. I would be hurt that she didn’t want to tell me until it was verified. I want to experience the joys of creating this child with her and go through every moment with her. With that being said, I would understand her not wanting to get my hopes up prematurely but I would hope Deonna would trust me to want to be with her when she found out that she was pregnant.”
They pulled up to the restaurant, ending the conversation they were having. Warren got out of the car and opened the doors for both women. He seemed to take more care with Deonna. Almost as if he was afraid she was made out of glass. By the time they were seated in the fancy restaurant, Deonna wanted to scream. Warren made every excuse to help her, from “you look tired” to ”don’t stress”. She feared he would cause her to become stressed with all the attention.
Warren waited until Deonna had left to go to the restroom to ask Kathy the question that was most on his mind. “Kathy, is Deonna pregnant and not telling me because she doesn’t want to get my hopes up, or does she just not want to tell me for another reason?”
“You would have to ask Dee. I will tell you that if she was and didn’t tell you right away, it’s because she has a good reason. Just promise you won’t keep her out of this child’s life. She so wants to be a part of your family even if it’s in a small way. Dee isn’t the kind of woman who just has a child and forgets about it. You also might want to tell your wife she needs time with Dee so that they get to know each other. I don’t know what she said to Dee, but whatever it was really convinced her to change her mind. Don’t let her make Dee regret it,” Kathy said.
When Deonna returned to the table, things felt more relaxed. When their food arrived, they talked and laughed over stories of Deonna and Kathy’s adventures in high school and college. Dinner was better then what she expected it would be. She was glad that they were getting along. Now all she had to do was make sure Jackie and Kathy met and she would have all her bases covered. Kathy was the only family Dee had and she wanted her to like them as much as she wanted them to like her.
By the time they left the restaurant they had all decided that the Cheesecake Factory was best left for another night when it would be just Kathy and Dee. At some point, Warren had stopped calling her Deonna and started calling her Dee. It felt good to have him call her by the pet name Kathy had given her. Deonna silently wished Warren was hers to keep but she knew he would leave and go home as soon as they reached her apartment. There was a longing that awoke inside of Deonna. She wanted the happiness that Warren and Jackie had together. She was jealous of Jackie. Deonna gasped and realized for the first time that this might not have been such a good idea. She was falling in love with the adoptive father of her child.
The group parted ways with Warren following Deonna to her apartment, making sure she made it in safely. Kathy went to her car and headed home. Warren and Deonna stood in the elevator waiting for it to reach her floor. His hand would occasionally bump into her, reminding her that he was still there. When the doors opened, they emerged holding hands with Warren in the lead.
Warren reached for the keys that were hanging limply in Deonna’s hand. As he grabbed them he kissed her, pushing her up against the door. This was a claiming kiss, not one of his usual kisses. This one marked her as his. Warren pulled back and opened the door; he scooped her up and carried her into the apartment. His lips descended on hers again as he set her on the couch. He undid the zipper in the back of her dress and slid it down her shoulders. His hands traced lazy patterns along her body, itching to travel to the one place he had never let them explore.
Deonna’s hands undid the buttons of his shirt, tugging it out of his pants so that it was free for her to take off of him. She sighed as she listened to his moan; she loved his sounds just as much as he loved hers. Warren pushed her back and lifted her up just enough to get the dress off of her. She wanted to make him love her the way he did his wife. While she knew it was wrong to think this way, she hoped it was okay to have this dream.
Warren pushed her hands away, holding them down beside her on the couch. He trailed kisses down her body, stopping at her breast. He kissed along the rim of her bra. He listened to the quickening of her breath. He released her hands and reached behind her to unhook her bra. He pulled it off of her slowly, watching how she responded to him. When he had it off completely, he tossed it aside and pinned her hands down again. His mouth continued on its journey to her nipples. He heard her sharp inhale as he took her nipple into his mouth. She was amazing and his for the taking. He played and sucked her nipples gentle at first then his sucking became firmer and harder. When she began to wiggle, he left her nipples alone and began kissing down her body once more.
Warren continued until he reached the nest of curls between her thighs. He nuzzled and kissed her slit. Making her moan his name, he played with her core using only his tongue. The slow stroke of his tongue was slowly driving her insane. The slow attentions of his tongue made her body respond in his favorite ways. Then she began to move her hips, the slow ministrations of his tongue became rougher he began making love to her with it. She was so close to orgasm for him. She was his in this moment and he meant to taste the sweet cream that was weeping from between her thighs. His strokes became firmer as she began to fall over the edge. As she came for him, he lapped up the nectar that flowed from her body. The tangy sweet taste became his world, filling him with a desire that was like nothing he’d ever felt. Her moans turned into pleasured screams. Yes - this was how he liked her.
Warren pulled back and rose abo
ve her and took off his clothes. He never said a word but he kept his eyes on her as he moved. He sat on the floor and pulled her into his lap, sliding into the slick folds of her body while she wrapped her legs around his body. Warren moaned. She felt better than amazing. His slow steady strokes were driving her insane. Soon she was calling his name and begging him not to stop. He picked up the tempo. He felt her body spasm, her body’s way of saying she was getting ready to come. Warren kissed her hard and deep, and then demanded that she look at him. Try as she might, all she could do was look into his eyes and know that he saw her and only her. As her orgasm rocked her body, she felt his thrusts change from deep and long to quick and deep. Her orgasm triggered his and made him moan her name. Warren didn’t want to move but knew she needed to go to bed.
He carried her to the room, laid her on the bed and lay down with her. Warren wrapped his arms around her and fell asleep.
As she closed her eyes she whispered to him. “I’m pregnant.”
Chapter7
Warren was thinking back to when Deonna told him that she was pregnant. When they woke up, he asked her about it. Deonna told him that she hadn’t wanted to get his or Jackie’s hopes up. He sat there smiling and just staring at her. She told him that she had a doctor’s appointment in a week to verify what the at home test had already told her. Warren had made sure he went to that appointment and every one of them after that. Jackie hadn’t been home long enough to get to one of them yet. She had promised to make it to this one. When she hadn’t shown up and instead texted Deonna to tell her that the fashion shoot had run longer then she expected, he had gotten mad. She had agreed to this too and didn’t seem to care that this was going to be her child as well.
Jackie and Warren argued more and more every day. They argued over everything. Most days he just didn’t want to be home. Her biggest thing these days was the fact that he didn’t seem to want to be home when she was there, which was hardly ever. Deonna was starting the second trimester of her pregnancy. Deonna always asked how Jackie was and he hadn’t had the heart to tell her that she was avoiding Deonna because she didn’t really want to be a mother.
