Chapter 10
CHAPTER 10
MARI
APRIL
SIX AND A HALF MONTHS PREGNANT
“There she is. My good girl. Come here,” he says, beckoning with his finger to get on the bed with him. On my hands and knees, I crawl toward him, my body quivering preparing for what is to come. He is like a drug to me. One I don't want to detox from.
I can feel the stickiness forming around the lips of my pussy, my mouth watering as I look at his cock, while his hands stroke it up and down. I stop in front of him waiting for him to tell me what to do. I love how dominant he is, especially in the bed. This is where I have no worries and can just feel. “Fuck I have missed you, baby. So has he.” He gestures towards his cock. “I am losing my fucking mind without you in our bed every damn night. Now you owe me. Show him how much you missed him.”
Never breaking eye contact because he loves to look at me eyes when I do this, I lower my mouth, swiping it back and forth across the head, the saltiness making my nipples hard. Putting my whole mouth over it, I moan when he thrusts further into my mouth. “Oh yeah baby. Suck this cock like it is your favorite treat. Take him all the way in.” His hands go into my hair, and he forces it further down. “Choke yourself on it, baby. I want to hear you gag.” Oh hell. I love when he talks to me like this. My hand moves down to my pussy, but he delivers a hard smack to my ass. “Did I say you could touch my property? Looks like you don’t have enough to do.”
With that comment he pushes my head down further stretching my mouth more. My eyes begin to water, and I feel like I am suffocating due to the air that is being denied to me. I am so far down that his waist is in my face blocking my nose. This makes me even wetter and more desperate to touch myself, but I know I am not allowed. This is a punishment. I am being punished for staying with my friend, not giving him access to me at all times and you know what, I love it when he loses control.
My teeth graze across his cock, making him grunt. “Fuck, Mari. Shit.” His hips begin to pump in and out of my mouth, saliva falling onto his thigh. He moves faster and faster, bobbing my head up and down to the rhythm of his thrusts. “That's right you greedy girl. Use that good girl mouth to bring your man to a dirty finish. I bet no one would guess that you're secretly filthy. But it’s only for me isn’t it?” I try to respond but currently I am being throat fucked so all I can is nod. “Dead right. My own personal dirty little mama. God damn your mouth feels so good. Shit. I am going to come, and I want you to hold all of it in your mouth and show me what a good girl you are before you swallow it.” Oh shit. Now my pussy is dripping so much I can feel it on my legs. Suddenly he erupts into my mouth roaring like a lion, holding my head down so I can do nothing but try to catch it all. When he is done, I lift my head trying to breathe through my nose. “Show me.” I inhale, slightly with my mouth open and his eyes get more heated. He rubs my cheeks, his fever still present. “Such a good girl. Swallow.”
As soon as it is down my throat I gasp and hold my chest, trying to calm down. He pulls my hand, and guides me up his body. “Put that ass in my face. I want to indulge from the back.” Immediately my body hits a fever pitch because I know when he says that he wants me on my knees. “Oh fuck. There she is. There’s my pussy.” I am literally whimpering now. His words always have this effect on me. “I wish you could see my baby breeder, Mari. She’s a beauty.” I feel him pull my ass cheeks apart and my face begins to burn. I don’t know why this always scandalizes me because he does it often, but it does. “Fuck. From slit to ass you look delicious.” As flushed as I am I can’t stop myself from rocking back toward his face keening for it. Smack. “ Stop trying to make me smash me bitch faster than I want to.”
“Royce, please.” I begin to put my hand between my legs, but he growls. Pop. Pop.
“What the fuck did I tell you about my shit? Now just for that, I’m going to take my time and eat this ass and pussy like I have all fucking day.” Noooo.
“I’m sorry. Please.”
“You’re not sorry yet but you will be.” he says nothing else before his tongue takes a lazy slide from my clit to my ass.
“Oh shit. Yes.” I cry out trying to rock back but he has my hips in a fucking vice grip, and I can’t move.
“Oh don’t be a whiny mess, baby. You asked for this.” Slurp . “Damn even your ass tastes like licorice.” Slurp . “I wonder how far my tongue can go into this ass. Wanna test it out?” Oh crap. I reach my hand back and try to grab his head, I don’t know if it is to stop him or encourage him but either way it does nothing.
“I-I don’t know. But do anything.” He pulls me back closer to his face.
“Fuck I love having my face smothered by this baby box.” His tongue slides into me and I cry out reaching forward trying to stop myself from falling. The feeling is unlike anything. He has licked me there before but never has his tongue gone in it. I can feel him wiggling around. His finger is sliding into my pussy jiggling my hotspot and flashes of light begin behind my eyelids.
“I can’t. I can’t. It’s too much.” I plead with him, but I am still trying to move closer to his face.
“Fucking hell that was delicious.” He smacks his lips. I am waiting for this tongue to touch my pussy but instead he growls. “Fuck this shit.” He flips us so I am over him. I love how he can move me around even though I feel like a blimp. “Damn baby. Your eyes are so dark. Do you need something?” I'm going to brain him.
“You, damn it.” Now I am getting mad. His thumb rubs my cheek, but his face is menacing. “Put me inside of you, Mari.” Straddling him, I hold his cock and center it below my pussy. Slowly I sink down because he is always bigger this way and it is harder for me to take him. Holding his shoulders, I struggle to let all of him inside of me. “Still so fucking tight baby. How long do you think it is going to take for me to break you in?” he asks, biting my neck as I moan his name, his cock stretching me, his hand on my stomach rubbing my belly.
“I don’t know,” I answer him. I try to move up and down. My pussy contracts around him. He runs his fingers through my folds and sucks it from his finger. “Royce, please.” Once again, I begin rocking and he smacks my ass.
“Hold still.” Lifting me, he kisses me right before he drops me back down and plunges into me at the same time. “Fuck Mari. Your cunt is so wet. You like this, don’t you baby? You like being my good girl and also my fuck toy, don’t you?” He doesn’t allow me to answer. Instead he starts at a punishing pace.
“Yes. I love you. I love everything about you. About us.” I throw my head back and he latches on to my neck, sucking that spot that always sets me off. He is hitting everything inside of me and it makes me juice more. I can feel more of it running down my legs. He grabs my waist so tight I know I am going to wear the bruises. Smack . The burn is too much and not enough. Smack . Smack .
“Shut the fuck up.” Smack . He hits me again and I can feel the heat from his hand, picturing how hard it is going to be to sit down. A reminder of how savage this man is. “This is what happens when you are not within my reach. This what you get when I can’t roll over and fuck you every damn day, So you take it.” His hand wraps around my neck and I gasp.
Everything around me is filled with him. My hands grip his shoulders in desperation and need builds to a fever pitch. “So hard. It's too much,” I whine, trying to slow down but he won’t be deterred. He continues battering into me and I am finally nearing my threshold, and I scream. His lips wrap around my always sensitive nipples, and it sends shivers up my spine.
His movements become more frantic, signaling the finale. I can’t breathe but I don’t need to “Fuck, good girl. That’s right. Wait for me. This goddamn pussy is a mess. It’s squeezing the shit out of my cock. Fucking greedy piece of gnash. Ah shit! Come, Mari. Scream for me one more time.”
“Royce!!” I shout as everything I was trying to hold off comes pouring out of me. My body is destroyed. But my heart is full and so is my mind. I love this man. He rubs up and down my back, whispering how good of a girl I am. How good I feel. Finally he lifts me off him making both of us gasp at the loss, but I feel his release falling out of me. It's the best feeling in the world.
Shoot. I think I am dead. I am pretty sure my pussy is now out of commission. My body is still shaking, and I am having trouble catching my breath. Royce on the other hand is laying with his eyes closed like he didn’t just fuck me three ways from Sunday.
“Feel better?” I ask him, reaching to the table beside our bed for some water.
“Not even close. This shit has got to stop. I am going out of my mind not having you in our bed every day.” Trying to calm him, I lay my head on his chest.
“I know and it is okay because they think they found a place.” He looks at me in shock and I figure Jacob didn’t tell him yet. Jake really didn’t have a choice after the fight him and his father had a few days ago. It’s pretty messed up really. Not only has Jake's dad been an asshole, but Milas parents are the worst.
Last month, Mila’s parents tried to marry her off to some old criminal dude due to some debts her father owed. Once Mila realized it during dinner, she ran out in the middle of the cold, pregnant with no coat, purse, nothing but a phone and called Jake. Once he came and got her they went back to his parents place where they stay most days but on the days when his father is going to be home majority of the day, she sleeps at her parents place.
I didn’t know it at the time, but Jacob spoke with Royce and asked him to let me stay with her at her place when she is there because neither she nor him feel safe for her to be there alone. He is working on getting them an apartment. There is one that is opening up in our building. That would be great. To be honest though, I have been using that as an excuse to sort of run from the intensity of us. This man consumes not only my thoughts and dreams, but my time when are together. He is demanding both physically and mentally and at first I thought it was too much, but the longer I am away from him, the more I realize it is never enough.
“No shit. That was fast. I mean I get it. We both know if it was you…well shit I got us an apartment to keep you away from your mom’s house, but fuck.” He shouts into the room making my heart jump a few beats. “I don't know if I can continue this even for a few more days. Not having access to you whenever I want is fucking with my head, Mari.” Truthfully, I understand. I have gotten spoiled since we moved in together. He takes care of me. Treats me like something precious. Hell, he has already started decorating the second bedroom for the baby. I miss him every night.
“Do you want me to tell her I can’t come over anymore?” I would feel awful, especially with it only being a few days at best. She has become my best friend, but I would do it for him. It’s the least I can do.
“No,” he says, lifting me over him so I am straddling his lap. His fingers begin tugging at my nipples and my still unconscious pussy resuscitates. His mouth trails down my neck and back up. “I will take care of it. Right now what I want is for you to take my cock and slide your greedy pussy down on it. Again. You know how much I love to see your tits bounce and your belly between us.” She may be sore, but I do exactly what he says.
Crap. I roll over to a semi warm empty side of the bed and move the hair from my face. Looking at the clock, I see it is late afternoon which means he is probably at work. Normally I would be doing homework or studying but I finished all of my stuff and since graduation is less than two months away, there is barely anything else.
My stomach begins to growl, and I giggle rubbing my baby girl. “Mommy’s sorry baby girl. Your daddy wore me out. Come on. Let’s go eat something.” Grabbing my robe off the chair on my side, I slide my feet into my Happy Feet slippers he bought me last week because I commented on how cute these Mumble slippers were after we saw the movie. See, he spoils me.
I walk into the kitchen thinking in my head the last time we went grocery shopping and what there could be to eat, and I stop right in my tracks at what is waiting for me on the counter. There are three plates, all with warming tops on them and a note.
Hey baby,
I hate that I had to leave without saying bye, but you were sleeping so peacefully I couldn’t wake you. Our daughter on the other hand had a fun time giving daddy a high five. I grabbed a few things from the corner store for you to eat to hold you over until I get off. I will bring home dinner from the restaurant, and we will go shopping tomorrow. Mom wanted me to remind you that you are going to the house today to work on the baby shower. Enjoy your pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausage. Take your vitamins and don’t forget your phone.
I love you baby.
You too, baby girl.
Love, Husband/Daddy.
This man is too much. I totally forgot about the baby shower day with his mom. With that in my mind, I eat my food and text with Mila while she tells me about her day and how she woke up today and suddenly she is huge. She is freaking out that she grew overnight. I can’t help laughing because I know exactly how she feels. One day I was able to ignore that I was pregnant and then the next day this little girl was making herself known.
Mila is having a panic attack though because she doesn’t want her parents to know until she has moved out. I wish I could do something for her. She has a doctor's appointment tomorrow and I was thinking of asking her if she wanted to go prom dress shopping. I have been putting it off because I am not sure I want to go.
Dressed and feeling sort of light today, I called for a taxi to Royce’s parent’s house. He doesn’t like for me to drive in my state. Says cars are dangerous enough. He is the protective type. I love that about him. He makes me feel safe and important.
The ride to his parent’s house is 41 minutes but it always feels quick. Maybe it is due to me always having things on my mind that time flies. While in the back seat, I text Mila.
Me: I meant to ask if you’re busy today?
Maybe we can hang out when I am done with Royce’s mom.
Bestie: Apartment hunting with Jacob. The one in your building needs to be rehabbed so that is out. We still have the one we put the deposit on but Jake thinks it's too far from school and since he refuses to let me drive, he doesn’t want to be late for his new job.
Me: What a bummer, I really was getting excited thinking about us living in the same building.
Bestie: Me too. But who knows, maybe something else will open up at least close to you guys. What are you up to?
Me: Just pulling up to Royce’s parent’s house. His mom is excited about the baby shower and wants to start planning it.
Bestie: Yes!!! I wish Jake’s mom was the same. It’s tough, you know. Not having any woman to share this with. Sometimes it feels lonely.
Me: I’m sorry. I wish there was something I could do. Maybe I can ask Royce if you guys can rent our other room until you find your own place?
Bestie: That would be awesome.
Me: Okay. I will do that. Well, `I am at his parent’s house. I have to go. TTYL.
Getting out of the car I thank the driver, pull out my wallet to pay and tip him. Walking up to the door, my nerves start going crazy. I still get apprehensive about going to his parent’s house and it is silly because they both have been nothing but welcoming and so interested in the baby. They have ultrasound pictures all over the house.
“Mari I am so glad you made it. Come on sweet girl.” Smiling, I walk into the house and gasp. This place is insane. She has a table filled with so many colors and options for party favors, food and everything. It's like a Barbie came in here and threw up everywhere. I can’t help but put my hand to my mouth and crack up. His mom blushes. “I might have gone overboard.”
“Might?” I say teasing her. “No seriously, this is awesome.” Suddenly tears burst from my eyes.
“Oh honey. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to overwhelm you.” I begin shaking my head because I don't want her thinking that.
“I-it's not that. I am just not used to people caring for me. You guys have been amazing. I never thought I would have a family,” I tell her honestly. Her arms wrap around me in a big mama hug. I sink into it because I didn't realize how much I craved it until I met her.
“Sweetie, you have a family for life, and I should thank you for carrying my granddaughter. Pregnancy is not easy, but you make it look like a piece of cake.” I look at her like she is crazy because most days I feel like a house but according to my doctor, I am carrying small. Not underweight per say, but small.
“Thank you.” I smile. “So tell me what we have here.” And like that I am in baby shower heaven preparing to welcome my little bundle. God I am so happy I get to keep this little girl, and she will come here to a father that wants her and grandparents.