by ChaShiree M.
“Lissi. You ready to go?” I look toward Parker, shocked that he is here already. I look at the clock and realize time has gotten away from me.
“Shit. I’m sorry. Give me three minutes. I need to let Star know I am leaving so she can come to the desk.” I run over to Star and let her know I am leaving. By the time I make it back to the desk, Parker is already holding the door open for me. “Thanks babe. Sorry. It has been a crazy day.” It has. I have had three requests for a bridal shower tat party for this month alone. One of them if for heiress Elaine Pembleton. Her father owns one of the foremost jewelers in Savannah. He has blinged out the royal family on more than one occasion. I was shocked to hear from her. The media reported less than a month ago she was being forced into this marriage to Ayerton Caprese by her parents for business. His father owns Foresight Acquisitions. It's all a big to do. I am just surprised she wants to celebrate an arranged marriage. The rich are strange.
Once we get inside the doctor's office, Parker and I sit as we fill out the papers. I look around and my heart begins to race. There are women sitting everywhere in various stages of pregnancy and suddenly it becomes clear…. this is going to be me.
“It just hit you huh?” Parker leans over and whispers in my ear before kissing my shoulder.
“Yeah. I guess so.” I look at him in his eyes and I ask the question I have been holding in for the past two days. “Are you really happy about this? I don’t mean the kind of happy you have to tell people you are, I mean genuinely happy?” I don't know why my body is in knots anticipating the answer. He has only been telling me he wants everything with me since we started dating. But I don’t know, maybe all of my bullshit lately has changed his mind.
“Felicity. I fucking love you. So damn much. This baby is a part of you and me. We made this beautiful life together, Lissi. Of course, I am fucking over the moon.” He brings my face to his and kisses me like we are the only ones here. Blushing, I look toward the lady sitting across from me. She smiles at me and looks at her husband, “Remember when we used to kiss like that honey?” My mouth hangs open when the husband replies, “Yep. That was before I realized kissing like that led to babies five babies too late.” She hits him, gets up and walks to the other side of the room. Luckily, they call our name right after.
Once I have put on the gown, I lay there on the bed, holding Parkers hand. My mind a maze of questions, thoughts and wonder.
“Good afternoon. So, I understand you took a pregnancy test and it was positive.”
“Yes. That’s correct.”
“Alright. Well let’s take a look. Please raise the gown. This is going to be cold.”
She puts the gel on my stomach and moves the wand around a bit. Alright. “You want to hear the heartbeat?”
Parker and I look at each, smiling like giddy little kids and both nod our heads. “YES!!” We laugh at our own behavior. Suddenly, we come to a halt. All movement and sound have stopped. Almost as if we are in a concert stadium, the sound reverberates around the room. This steady whooshing and underwater sound. My hand flies to my mouth as the tears fall.
“Oh, my goodness. Parker. That’s our baby. We did that. Our love...did that.”
“I know. Holy shit!!!! I love you so much baby.”
“You want to see your baby?”
“YES!!!” She turns the monitor around. Our eyes are glued to it when she says, “Well, what have we here?”
“What? What do you see?”
“Looks like we have two in here. Congratulations!!! You are having twins.”
Twins?? And then everything goes black.
12
Parker
3 Months Later
I have been at the shop with Lissi for the past three hours as she interviews receptionists. She has hired and fired a total of five girls in the past three months. Me and Meridien just sit back and laugh every time she says, ‘I think this one is the one,’ we don’t hold our breath. I mean, I don’t mind being here and all, but she needs to be taking it easy.
After she awoke from the pass out that almost killed me, we found out she was already in her fourth month. This news of course made her cry. She started calling herself a horrible woman and mother for not knowing they were in there for three whole months. The doctor tried to explain that for women, pregnant for the first time, they often do not show as early as women that have had multiple pregnancies. Even with twins. She then warned us about stress, high blood pressure, and premature labor. Since then, I have been a basket case. Luckily for me, my mom has stepped up.
After the doctor’s appointment, we went to my parents’ house and before we could tell them about the babies, Felicity broke down and began to cry and apologize. She told my mom how much she admired her, and she just didn’t feel like she was good enough. To my surprise, my mom, who I have known my whole life, cried as well. I have never seen my mother shed one tear. Not even when my grandparents died. They hugged one another and it was like nothing ever happened. My dad and I stood there scratching our heads. I don’t get women at all.
When all was said and done, we told them about the babies and needless to say, my mom has been a permanent fixture almost everywhere. Especially since we bought our house last month and moved in. My dad has been helping me get the nursery together, while my mom and Cinnamon have been assisting Lissi with decorating the house.
The night after we left my parents’ house from telling them about the babies, I slid my ring on her finger. I didn’t bother asking her. We both knew it was inevitable. She is my reason for being and now so are our children. The next day, we went down to the courthouse and said I do. We still want a big wedding, but we want to wait for the babies to be born so she is not stressed out trying to plan a wedding while carrying my babies.
“Felicity, baby, we need to go.” She looks up at me, a great big smile on her face.
“Hey babe. When did you get here?” She leans in for a kiss. I can see the scrunch of her nose, usually indicating she has worked herself into exhaustion.
“Just a couple of minutes ago. You look tired love. You are supposed to take it easy baby. You know that.” She puts her hand on her hip and levels me with her best angry stare which turns out to be more adorable than anything.
“Listen here buster, I have a business to run. As soon as I hire the perfect front desk person, I can go back to being your fat wife, who does nothing all day but sit around and get fatter.” And here goes the waterworks. I move around the desk and pull her into my arms.
“I’m sorry Lissi. I didn’t mean to upset you baby. I just worry about you three.” My hand immediately goes to her stomach. Usually it helps her calm down. “I know you have a business to run. But what is going to happen to your business, if something happens to you? Or our babies?”
“You’re right. I’m sorry. I’m just so emotional now.” Don’t I know it. “Alright let’s go home. I am tired. I could go for a nap. But first, you need to make me tired.” she says as she sways her sexy ass in front of my face walking to the door. Nothing but a word baby.
We race home and through the front door. I don’t let her get any further than the couch before I have her bent over it, pulling her dress up over her ass. I unzip my pants not bothering to pull them down. When she gets like this, all preamble is out the window.
“Parker hurry. I need you.” She pushes her ass against my cock. I slap her lush ass once, twice before sliding my finger through her moisture.
“Fuck. So wet and warm. You ready baby?”
“Yes. Fuck me.” With that command, I slam my cock inside her warm, tight pussy, gripping her hips as I thrust in and out. “Harder Parker. Oh shit. Fuck me harder.” Greedy ass. I spank her again.
“Calm your ass down. Don’t hurt my fucking kids.” I pull her top down over her tits as they hang and pinch both nipples one at a time. Her cunt squeezes me so fucking tight, I can feel my balls expanding. Whenever she gets like this, it only takes a few thrusts the first time, to push her over.
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“Yes. Yes. Yes. I love you.” She screams as she contracts around my cock. I hold her so she doesn’t fall over, waiting for her to regain her senses. When she gets like this, I don’t cum when she does. I carry her up the stairs, strip her and myself and take my time.
This time will be no different. No need to rush when everything you need is in your arms.
We were made for one another and I will spend the rest of my life making sure she never forgets it.
Epilogue
Felicity
One year later
“Parker!!” I yell throughout the house. That crazy man of mine let me nap five hours. He knows I have clients coming into the shop in less than an hour and I still need time to set up. I am going to strangle him. I rush around the room trying to find my clothes and fix my hair. It isn’t until I am walking out of the room that I realize it is too damn quiet in my house. With one almost one-year old twins, it is never quiet.
I walk out the room and begin checking all the other rooms in the house. Finally, after making it downstairs, and finding no one, my hackles rise. Where in the hell is everyone? Ouch. My arm rubbed against my nipple, causing instant uncomfortability. Which is usually the first sign that it is time for me to nurse the twins.
My babies. I love them more than anything. But what I wouldn't give to be able to take them off the tit. Alan and Allaynah are definitely my children. They are stubborn. I tried once to give them bottles, and somehow, they managed to pull the tops off, pour it all over themselves. This was the thing every time I tried to give them bottles. They also don’t like baby cereal or food. See. Stubborn.
Once I get in the car, I call my husband, curious as to where in the hell they are.
“Hello sleepyhead. Finally got up?” Ass.
“Yes, No thanks to you. You were supposed to wake me.”
“Sweets, you needed the sleep and you know it. You don’t have as much energy with this pregnancy as you did with the twins in the beginning.”
Yes. you hear him. I am four months pregnant. To say we are happy is an understatement. But as usual, my husband is a bit of a worry wart.
“Speaking of kids. How are my babies?”
“They are fine. Sitting here playing with their cousins.”
“Is my sister there?”
“No. She and Brad needed me to watch them while they ran some errands.”
“OK. I am on my way over. I need to feed the twins, and I don't have my pump.”
“Mmm...you don’t need the pump baby. The twins have eaten, and daddy is thirsty. Bring your sexy ass over here so I can put these kids down for a nap and quench my thirst.”
Shit!! This man can make me cream with just words. I make to my sister's house in record time, forgetting I have somewhere to be. I barely make it in the door when he opens it, pulls me inside and takes me down to the floor.
“Been waiting for you to wake up all fucking afternoon baby. Craving that sweet pussy. Open your legs.”
I do as he says, frantic for him to extinguish the fire he set inside of me. He lifts my skirt, and before his head makes it to my pussy, he kisses my slight baby bump, before his mouth descends on the part of me begging for me. His tongue sweeps inside of me and my back comes off the floor. Every nerve in my body comes alive. His hands hold my legs up, keeping me from moving.
It dawns on me for a split second that we shouldn’t be doing this in my sister’s house with kids here, but fuck if I can tell him to stop.
“Always sweeter when my kid is inside you. Look at all that syrup.” His mouth is so fucking dirty sometimes. I love it!! I move against his tongue, guiding him where I need him. He plays my clit like his own personal toy, my pussy opening and closing begging for him to fill her with something hard and thick.
“Parker. Oh shit. Please. Please.” I am this close to release, but I need to feel him to finish.
“Hold on baby. This is going to be quick.” he enters me with such force, my breath catches for a second. His mouth touches mine and I am a goner. It never takes me long the first time, especially when I am pregnant.
“Fuck you’re squeezing me so tight. Come on baby. Let go. So, I can take you home and love you like you deserve.” he pounds in and out, grinding against my clit. When his finger pinches it, I see stars burst in my mind as I let go.
“I love you Parker.” Is what I always say as I cum. He rolls off me, his hand on my stomach, making sure the baby is ok. Once we finally get up and fix our clothes, he fixes me something to eat as we wait for my sister and Brad to come home. Looking at him, I feel a warmth come over me, same as it always does when I think about this life we have.
“Thank you, Parker. For loving me and never giving up.”
“It’s me who should thank you. And I intend to over and over tonight since your sister is keeping the twins.” he winks at me.
God, I love this man.
Acknowledgments
First, I would like to thank my family for being so supportive even though I am often checked out when in the zone. I love you.
ARCangels. You are always ready when the time comes, and your honest feedback is vital to my growth. Thank you so much for your words and willingness to read, review and spread the word.
Last but not least, LIFERS!!!!! Your continued participation, support and fun, is the light for my sometimes dark soul. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
About the Author
ChaShiree M. lives in Chicago Il. With her family.
She believes she has just begun to find her voice in writing and this makes her very excited.
She loves to read in her spare time and when she isn’t doing either of those, she is traveling to different book events with her friends.
She is caring, loyal and sarcastic as hell.
And she loves to meet new people.
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Other Books by ChaShiree M.
Birds of Paradise Series
The Life She Left Behind: My Book
The Life She Wished For #2: My Book
Part of the ScentSations Empire Series
Cinnamon: My Book
Part of Cupid’s Aim Series
Love’s Lost Embrace: US: My Book
UK: My Book
AU: My Book
CA: My Book
IN: My Book
The Gentlemen Series
Her Accidental Daddy
It’s Time
Carlos & Maven
Forever Safe (Multi-Author Series)
Swearing to Love You (written with MK Moore)
Loved By Mistake
Works written with MK Moore
Moosehead Minnesota Series
Marry Grinchmas: My Book
Sterling and Kennedy: My Book
A Rose for Max: My Book
The Time Between Us: My Book
Queen of Hearts Ink Series
Inked Heart: My Book
Inked by Him: My Book
Inked By Her: My Book
Ink My Soul: My Book
The Jorgensen’s
LOKI:
BILL (written by MK Moore)
HAILEY
TORRAN
ERIKA
HANK
ERIK & LANIE
SVEN
The Jorgensen Legacy
OM
BRAND
HAGEN & MISSY
TORI
The Mercenaries
Rescuing His Virgin
Other Works by ChaShiree M.
Charity Anthology (Suicide Prevention)
Letting Hope Enter: My Book
ChaShiree M., Loved by Mistake
