“Feet sore?” I ask and she gives a small nod.
“Would you like something to drink?” she asks me.
“Sure, water will be fine,” I say.
“You can take a seat in the living room. I’ll be right back with your water,” she says.
I kick off my boots and saunter my way to the living room. I park my ass on the couch. A few minutes later, Tammy comes back and I notice she’s in PJ’s and she has a bottle of water. She hands out the bottle to me, I take it from her hands.
“So, what do you want to talk about?” she asks fumbling with her Pajama pants. I sigh because I know she might fight me about this, but I got to know.
“Why didn’t you tell me about the medical paper from your doctor?” I ask and her lip trembles a little and I know it’s something that has been eating at her. I put my hand on her knee. “Please, talk to me,” I add.
“How much of the paper did you read?” she asks.
“A fair amount, but I want to hear from you why you were keeping this from me,” I announce and she drops her head. She then looks up at me and she has tears in her eyes. It’s gutting me, knowing she’s hurting because of this.
“I went to the doctors a few months back after the miscarriage, for a routine check up. The doctor ran some tests to check everything, make sure everything was good. Then a week later when she got the results back, she called me in. Right there I knew something was wrong,” she breathes out, her hands shaking on her lap. “The doctor told me that the chances of getting pregnant and carrying him or her to term was only a twenty-five percent chance of that happening. I knew how much you wanted kids and I didn’t want to do that too you. I know how much it means to you to have a family of your own. I can’t give you that, Dalton,” she sobs out my name and it breaks my heart seeing her like this.
“That’s why you're pushing me away?” I ask in a calm voice and she nods her head. I close my eyes and then open then to see, her sobbing in her hands.
“You never cheated on me, did you?” I ask and she takes a breath before answering me.
“No,” she whispers and it kills me knowing she didn’t do what she said. That’s the only reason why I turned to Destiny. I thought she didn’t want me anymore. I feel like I betrayed Tammy in the worse possible way, but it’s not entirely my fault. She lied to me.
“Tammy, I don’t care if we can’t have a baby. I want you, we can have a family. We can adopt, there’s always options out there,” I tell her and she nods.
“I know but I know how much it means to you to be a father. I know you want a son of your own, your own flesh and blood and I can’t give you that.” She says and I shake my head. She doesn’t get it. I love her and I only want her. Yes, I want a family but I’m not going to leave her just because she can’t give me a son or daughter of my own. There are plenty of kids out there that need a good home.
“I love you. I want you, Tammy. You're all I think about. When the time is right we can adopt.” I coax out, hoping she understands .
“You're sure? I don’t want you to be with me if you end up being miserable, in a few years because I couldn’t give you the one thing you wanted,” she says in a small voice and I nod my head firmly.
“I’m sure, baby. I want you!” I growl out claiming her lips with my own.
She moans against my mouth, my tongue slipping out to taste her sweet lips. Her lips part a bit when she lets out a little gasp and I dive right in. She’s wilting against me. I pick her up and lay he down on the couch. Her eyes full of hunger and her breathing deepens as she stares at me.
“I want you, Dalton. Now,” she says her voice breathless. I shake my head with a smirk on my face.
“I want to take my time with you,” I grunt, then my grunt turns into a groan when I feel her foot rub against my crotch. She grins up at me and I’m almost tempted to say fuck it and go right at it, but I want to go slow. Show her especially how I feel about her, how she makes me feel.
I slowly pull down her pajamas and she lifts her ass up. I slide them all the way down her legs. I throw them on the floor beside me and her purple lace panties are just hugging her hip, I bite my lip because I need to remember to go slow. My fingers run across her stomach, her muscles contract against my fingertips.
“You like that?” I ask with a whisper. I lean down and kiss where my fingers were. My tongue lightly touching the edge of her panties.
“Yes,” she whimpers in reply. I tease her a little more before I remove her shirt. Her breasts are heavy with need and her nipples are hard, just begging to be sucked on.
Her nipples are begging for attention, she lifts her chest up wanting my mouth on them.
I give her exactly what she wants, my tongue swipes out, nicking the tip of her nipple and goosebumps appear. Her nipples are rock hard with excitement.
“Ohhh,” she moans. My hands roam over her body, under my touch her body is coming alive with excitement. The goosebumps are leaving a trail where my fingers have touched. I want her body singing just right when I take her slow and deep. I want her to see how much love is in me to give her. How much I want her desperately in my life. I look at her and my throat feels thick with emotion. God, I love this woman with everything in me.
“I love you,” I whisper and her eyes soften as she stares into my soul through my eyes.
“I love you too,” she says her voice choked up.
I lean down placing my lips on top of hers, kissing her tenderly and she holds the back of my neck. Her fingers running through my short hair. We kiss for what seems like forever then we release each other with a smile.
I back away and stare down at the beauty that’s lying on the couch. I can’t believe she’s all mine. I’ll love and cherish her for the rest of my days, if she’ll let me. I slowly lift my shirt up and over my head, throwing it on the floor with her pajama pants and top. Her half closed lustful eyes are eating up my naked skin. My muscles contract as her eyes devours my naked flesh. God, her hands on me right now will for sure make me come undone.
I slowly untie my belt and her eyes shoot down to my hands and she watches me patiently as I untie it, all you hear in the living room is our breathing and the sound of my zipper, slowly getting pushed down. My jeans hanging loosely on my hips, my hands go on either side and I push them past my hips and down my legs. My cock standing straight with an appetite for she can only be the one to satisfy its hunger.
Once my pants are fully off she beckons me to come forward, to touch her, to do something. She’s waiting for me to do something that will have her toes curling and her throat raw from her hoarse screams of pleasure. I kneel beside the couch and my hand starts from her feet and make their way up her body. When I reach her thighs, she closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation of my fingertips lightly touching her sensitive skin. There’s a blanket on the back of the couch, I get up and grab it placing it down on the floor and take two cushions and put them down. I pick her up and her hands go around my neck holding onto me. I put her down on the blanket and spread her legs to get between them.
I can’t wait to feel her warm pussy gripping my cock, just thinking about it makes my cock jerk. “You want my cock, Tammy?” she nods her head repeatedly, biting her lip and I chuckle. She’s always hungry for my dick, but before she gets my dick, I want a taste. I lean back my cock jerking as I feel her eyes staring at it. I bend down holding her legs over my shoulders with my eyes closed I inhale her scent. She smells fucking amazing. I rub my nose against her clit and she moans, I do it once more before my tongue comes out and flicks her clit causing her hips jump.
“Holy shit,” she pants out, grinding her hips and her pussy shoves into my face. I hum in my throat tasting her. Fuck, I can do this all day and night. Her taste is like a drug so, addictive. She is close already I can tell and I’ve only swiped my tongue over her clit a few times and she’s wilting in my arms. She’s right there but when she comes, she’ll come around my cock, not on my tongue. I want her warm insides squeez
ing my cock.
I give her one more swipe of my tongue and she whimpers when I remove my tongue from her clit. “Why are you stopping?” she asks her voice breathless. She stares at me with desire burning deep in her eyes.
“I want you to come around my cock,” I lightly growl and she grabs her nipples between her fingers, rolling them around between her tips. She’s moaning grinding her pussy in the air, waiting for me to take her. I lean forward lining my cock up at her entrance and lightly nudge the tip, toying with her and she whimpers.
“Stop teasing,” she hisses and I grin at her. I lean my head down and kiss her. Once my lips touch hers, I slam myself in and she gasps against my mouth. I devour every sound she makes. So much to taking it nice and slow. She makes me lose my mind. My thrusts are short and hard and her eyes start to roll in the back of her head. She’s so close, I can feel her inner walls starting to tighten. My cock is painfully hard. I’m so worked up that I won’t be able to last long. Tonight neither of us will.
“You going to come, Tammy?” I ask. My voice coming in short fast pants. She nods her head, then turns her head to the side, giving me a perfect view of her neck. I take advantage of her neck being exposed. I lean down and feast on her, nipping and sucking lightly on her skin and she claws at my back. Fueling the fire within me. I slam into her again and again, faster and harder each time. She doesn’t know if she’s coming or going at this point. Her eyes go wide as stares at me.
“I’m coming,” she screams out. I pump my cock into her harder and I feel her walls tightening and my cock jerks filling the space inside of her. I feel my balls tingle and my thrusts are becoming short and fast now.
“Fuck, Tammy,” I groan coming inside her, pumping hot jets of come against her walls.
“That was amazing,” she says, with a satisfied smile. I grin and kiss her lips.
“I love you, baby,” I whisper and she grins at me.
“I love you too, Dalton,” she whispers against my lips.
Chapter 10
Three weeks later…
Viper and I have been together for three weeks now, and I couldn’t be happier. I still haven’t told anyone besides Grant, that I’m pregnant. I don’t want too many people to know because I could end up losing this baby and I don’t want Dalton to get his hopes up.
The morning sickness has been way worse than the first time around. Maybe, besides being pregnant, I’m getting sick too. Alison is supposed to come over today for a visit, she should be here any minute now and I’m here on the couch not wanting to move. Alison knows that I haven’t been hundred percent feeling well. She mentioned she’ll be bring some soup over. It’s funny, I’m the big sister. I should be taking care of her and here she is, coming over with soup for me. I don’t know what I would do without her.
There’s a knock at the door and I way too blah to get up. I don’t have the energy to get up right now. “Come in,” I shout out and the door opens and Alison comes walking in with a smile but it turns into a frown, when she sees me on the couch.
“Wow, you look like crap,” she says and I glare at her.
“Thanks sis, that was so lovely of you to tell me,” I groan closing my eyes.
“Don’t worry. I brought some of mom’s magic soup,” she says. I crack one eye open looking at the dish in her hand. God, I love my mom’s soup. It always made things better.
“I’ll go get a bowl and warm you up some,” she says leaving the little room. Hopefully, I can stomach the soup. This morning hasn’t gone well with eating for me. A few minutes later, she’s back with a bowl of steaming soup and my stomach growls a little. Alison chuckles at me and puts the soup down on the coffee table. I sit up slowly and put my feet on the floor. My hair’s a mess, the bun I had, on the top of my head, has moved to the side of my head.
“Nice hair,” Alison snickers behind her hand.
“Bitch,” I mumble and she glares at me and it’s my turn to snicker.
I look down at the soup, moving the spoon around. I spoon some of the soup and my stomach turns. Oh no, not now. I swallow roughly and put the spoon down in the bowl. My hand moves quickly to my mouth. I shoot up off the couch and I run to the bathroom. I don’t have time to lock the door, my hand flies to the toilet lifting the lid and my head drops inside. Everything comes up. I’ve emptied everything in my stomach in the toilet to the point, where I’m dry heaving. God, nothing it worse than dry heaving. I take some calmful breathes trying to easy the gag reflex. I grab some toilet paper, wiping my mouth then I throw it in the toilet, flushing it.
I get up and wash my hands then brush my teeth. I turn to leave the bathroom but Alison is standing there with her hands on her hips. She has a look on her face and I know she’s trying to figure out what this is but yeah, I’m sure she’ll find out soon enough.
“Do you have anything for your stomach? To help settle it?” she asks and I shake my head. Even if I did, I wouldn’t take anything now, knowing I’m pregnant.
“I’ll be right back,” she says turning around heading for the front door.
“You don’t have to do that,” I say and she shakes her head.
“You need something, Tammy. I’ll be right back.”
I sigh because there is no use arguing with her. I plop down on the couch and close my eyes. It feels like I’ve only slept for a few minutes and Alison is back.
Alison walks into the living room with a bag from the pharmacy, she puts it down on the coffee table. I don’t know how to tell her that I don’t want to take anything. I reach inside the bag and what comes out in my hand makes my eyes widen. I look up at Alison then back to the box. A pregnancy test. Shit, I guess I have no choice but to tell her now.
“Tammy, you should take a test just in case,” Alison whispers. She knows about my doctor results.
“Umm,” I say in shock.
“Alison, don’t get mad,” I say, and she looks nervous as she stares at me.
“What’s wrong?” Alison asks, and I take a deep breath.
“I’ve already taken a test a while back, and I’m pregnant,” I say and Alison with her huge pregnant belly jumps up and down squealing, like a little kid.
“Don’t get too excited, you know what happened last time,” I say, my voice full of heartache. She shakes her head and takes a seat beside me.
“I have a feeling this will work out for you, Tammy. You just need to stay positive. You’ll see in no time, you’ll be as big as me.” She chuckles rubbing her belly, and I can’t help but chuckle with her.
“I hope you’re right,” I whisper softly.
“So, do you have an appointment set up?” she asks, and I nod my head. I called last week, and I have my appointment tomorrow to check everything.
“My appointment is tomorrow,” I say, and she squeals again smiling wide.
“Does Viper know?” I frown and shake my head.
“I didn’t have the heart to tell him yet. I know what you're going to say, but he was so heartbroken last time that I want to see if this pregnancy catches and I can carry the baby to full term,” I say, and she doesn’t like this, I can tell.
“Tammy, you have to tell him. You can’t keep this from him,” she coaxes out, and I nod my head at her because I know she’s right, but I’m scared.
“I’ll tell him later today.”
I take out my phone and text Viper.
I wait for a response, but I don’t get any. He must be busy today.
My hand moves to my stomach, praying that this little baby inside me grows and we can have the family Dalton desperately wants.
Chapter 11
I’m sitting outside a coffee shop, it’s not my usual place to go but hell the phone call from Destiny has me wondering what the hell is going on. She sounded worried and nervous on the phone, telling me she has to talk to me and then she asks me to meet her here. So, when I got her call, I left work and headed here. I’ve been here for about ten minutes now, and I’ve had two coffees so far, I’m wired. My leg is j
umping up and down on its own. I look at my phone to check the time, she should have been here a little while ago.
My head snaps up to look around, and I notice Destiny walking up. She has a little smile on her face and takes a seat in front of me. “Sorry, I’m late. My stomach wasn’t feeling too well,” she mentions, and I nod. Nothing gets to me more than having to wait for someone. I can’t fault her though because she wasn't feeling well. It’s just pissing me off that all the people in here have nothing better to do then fucking watch me like a hawk.
“How have you been?” she asks, bringing her hands together on the table. Another sign that she’s nervous. What the fuck is wrong with her? She in some sort of trouble?
“I’ve been good. So, what was it that you wanted to talk about?” I ask. My phone chimes and I look down and smile seeing it’s Tammy that texts me.
I’m just about to reply to Tammy, but Destiny stops me.
“Viper, I’m pregnant,” she blurts out. I stare at her and my stomach sinks. The color from my face drains.
“Wh…What?” I stutter out. She gives a little shy smile.
“I’m pregnant,” she has a huge smile on her face now.
The only thing that I keep thinking about is Tammy and this news destroying her. What the fuck am I going to do? Is the baby even mine? What in the hell, she’s supposed to be on birth control, how in the fuck did this happen?
“Is the baby mine?” I ask, and she nods her head. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.
“I thought you were on birth control. All the girls at the club are on some type of birth control, Destiny,” my voice low. I don’t want all the fuckers in here knowing my business. She drops her head, and he shoulders move a little up and down. She lifts her head and looks at me, with tears brimming her eyes.
“I was on birth control, but I had a cold a while back remember the morning you woke up, and we used no condom. The meds I was taking interfered with the pill, I was taking,” she says. She takes a deep breath in before continuing. “I have an appointment with the doctor next week, and I would like it if you could to be there,” she says.
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