by Alyse Zaftig
“Thanks, Mike.” Mike shakes my hand and gives Marcia a handshake, too. Ryan is already walking out of the room.
When we get to the parking lot, I turn to her. “This will be the last time I’ll see you in a long time.”
She nods. “Take care, Link.”
“You, too.” I watch her get into her car. I feel like I have a new lease on life.
I know my next stop: the jewelry store. I need a rock that tells everyone Camilla is taken until the end of time.
Ring
Camilla
I’m toweling off after a bath. I don’t know what’s going on right now, but I know that I trust Link to do whatever’s right. Kelly texted me to tell me that she was going to be back tomorrow. They were going hiking or something. If I could list people least likely to go hiking, especially without gear, Kelly would be in the top spot. But I also know that Kelly must not be actually planning on real hiking. Whatever floats her boat.
My mind is in a tangle. First my dad and then Marcia barged in on us. What if Link actually does have a kid? What would that mean for us?
I know that I would fight for him, even if he had other responsibilities. I touch the soft curve of my stomach. His baby could be inside of me right now.
I get wet thinking about the way that he took my virginity. He’s an incredible lover. I’m so glad that I gave it to him, no matter what else happens.
I hear a knock on the front door of the apartment.
“Coming,” I call. I slip on a dress, no bra, no underwear.
When I look through the peephole on tiptoe, I see Link outside.
I unlock the door, then he’s rushing inside and falling to the ground.
“Link! What are you doing?”
He’s on one knee. He has a bouquet in one hand and a ring box in the other.
“I haven’t asked you yet, but I’m going to fix that. Right now.” He brandishes the bouquet. “These flowers are for you.” They’re pink roses. I smell them.
“They’re lovely.”
“Not half as lovely as you.” He opens the ring box. “Camilla, will you make me the happiest man alive? Will you marry me?”
I know what this means. I don’t ask about his possible child, because I know that he wouldn’t be on one knee if he couldn’t offer himself to me. I was prepared to fight him if he tried to pull away, but it’s unnecessary.
There are happy tears in my eyes when I say, “Yes.”
Then he’s shooting to his feet, the engagement ring in his hand. He slides it onto my finger. I admire the shininess, even though my vision is blurry.
I’m in his arms now, my legs wrapped around him as he kisses my mouth hard.
Then he’s carrying me into my room. We land on my soft bed. He doesn’t even bother to remove my dress, just lifts it to find that I’m bare underneath. His fingers slide into me to get me ready. I stretch around two of his fingers before his head is going between my thighs. At the first touch of his tongue, my body arches off of the bed.
He’s spinning me now, a hand on the back of my head as I hear him undoing his pants. His erection slides into me easily. I’m breathing hard, and my world moves as he rocks in and out of my body.
Then he’s releasing inside of me, filling me up with his love. When it’s done, he pulls out of me and flips me over.
“I’m so happy,” I tell him, playing with his hair and putting my mouth close to his.
“I’m happier,” he says, before he kisses me.
Anniversary
Lincoln
A YEAR LATER
“Do you think Jacky will be okay? He’s only three months old.”
“He’ll be fine. His grandfather adores him.”
I drive us back to my home, our home. Naming our kid after Jack went a long way towards healing the divide between us. He adored his namesake, which was why he was more than happy to babysit for our anniversary.
I park the car in the garage, hit the button to close it, and then I’m opening the door for my wife.
“Now that we’re not getting up in the middle of the night to put our little monster back to sleep, I get you all to myself for one night.”
I help her out, and then I push her over the hood of the car.
“The hood is really warm.”
“Shh, baby.” I position her hands so that she’s leaning over the hood. It takes me two seconds to rip her underwear apart. We haven’t had a chance to have much spontaneous sex ever since the baby came. I’ve been thinking about anniversary sex for a few weeks now.
I’m easing my way into her wet, tight channel right now. Even after the baby, she still can barely take me. She likes being bent over a car hood.
“This time will be quick, baby, but I’ll make it up to you later.”
“Fuck me,” she demands, and that’s a request I’m happy to fulfill.
I’ve flipped the bottom of her dress so that her bare ass is visible with the remains of her underwear. I admire the sight of my dick sinking into her.
It becomes too much after a while. I come in her like a teenage boy who can’t control himself, pulsing again and again as I fill her up. I pull her dress back down, then I swing her into my arms.
“The come is going to ruin this dress, Link.”
“That’s a risk I’m willing to take. I’ll replace it.”
Then I’m racing up the stairs so that I can put her in our Jacuzzi.
It’s a smart-home appliance, so I told it to have warm water ready when we got home. I put rose-scented bath salt into the Jacuzzi, and then I ease in next to her.
“Come here, baby.”
She slides forward and straddles me. In the soapy, sweet-smelling water, she is a goddess. She smiles down at me before capturing my mouth for a kiss. I guide my dick into her opening for another round. I’m hard again, even though I just came and ruined her dress.
She sighs as she sinks downward on me just a little bit at a time. Then she’s rocking on top of me, water splashing around us. Her breasts are bobbing in the water. I kiss her throat when she throws her head back as her speed picks up.
“Oh!” she squeals, like she’s surprised by her orgasm. Feeling her muscles contract around me pulls my orgasm out of me. I come inside of her. We’ve never used protection, and I’m not about to start now.
When she comes down from her climax, she opens her eyes and kisses me gently.
“That was a beautiful anniversary present.” She gets off of my lap and then I put my arm around her as she rests her head on my shoulder. I kiss her forehead.
“I have a surprise for you, too.”
“Yeah?”
“I’m pregnant again.”
I feel my heart soar. “Are you serious? You just had a baby.”
“Yup, I’m serious.”
“Well, I’m going to hope we have a little girl. I love you, baby. I’m so glad I married you and I’m glad that we have Jacky, little monster that he is.”
“I love you, too.”
THE END
