Chapter 9
Matteo
Aria ends up spending most of the rest of the afternoon at the shop with Holly making plans. My team had to practically pull her away for her to be home in time for dinner. Even though I want her to be happy, I have to watch her health too, especially since she”s eating for two.
When she walks in the door, she”s all smiles. Lit up and glowing in a way that I haven”t seen her before. Knowing that I put that smile on her face is just one of the highlights of my life. It’s my goal to always keep her happy and smiling like this.
I knew the moment she had arrived on the estates. So when she finds me, I”m sitting in the dining room waiting for her. Instead of taking her seat beside me, she sits down in my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. Holding her close, I place my hand on her belly. While I know it”s much too soon to feel our little one kick, I don”t want to miss it when it happens.
”Thank you for today. Holly is absolutely wonderful, and she has some great ideas. It was kind of like planning with a friend. Since I don”t have many of those, it was an extra treat. I really had fun. I can”t wait to see some of the ideas she’ll present to me.”
”I”m glad you”re enjoying it. Just remember when you”re making your plans that you are going to need maternity leave after you have the baby. So whether you open before or after, you will want to make sure that you have someone there to run it in your place while you”re recovering.” As I talk, I rub her belly, making her smiles even brighter.
”I don”t know when the opening will be. My guess is probably after the baby is born. Though I will need some help to oversee what”s being done while I”m away. So I was wondering if I can bring my cousin Bella in. She”s always been my best friend and has had my back.”
I”ve heard her mention her cousin before and I tried to put a face to the name, but it’s impossible. I was introduced to so many people at our wedding.
”Bella was my maid of honor,” she says like she knows what I was doing. I”m not the only one learning to read her. Knowing that she”s paying enough attention to read me as well, is all I need to know that we”re moving in the right direction.
”That’s fine. I will talk with your dad and make it happen. Now that we”ve been married for a month, when are we going to announce your pregnancy? Well, at least within the families.”
”Is it bad that I want to see how long we can go with my parents without them realizing that you”re the baby”s father? Also, to see how long they are willing to hold the secret that I was pregnant at my wedding,” she says with a mischievous glint in her eye.
”I would totally do it and would ride it out for as long as I could,” Ruby says, walking in with her husband right beside her. “Years if possible and see how long the guilt eats away at them before they breakdown and say something. But then again, I have a lot of rage towards my parents for locking me away for all those years,” Ruby adds.
They went back to Charleston while we were on our honeymoon, but came back when we got home.
Before Ruby can take her seat at the table, Orlando who obviously doesn’t want to be too far from his wife, pulls her into his lap, as dinner is served.
Having Orlando here feels so right. His loyalty, which has meant so much to as a kid, is even stronger now. I was taught and preached that all the connections you make may not necessarily benefit you at the moment. But in the long run, you might need them. This is one of those lectures I get to experience first-hand as I never would have thought that the friendship I made with Orlando as a boy would be one of the relationships that I need so much right now.
Over dinner, Ruby and Aria talk mostly about the bookshop and ideas. But both of them stay in our laps for the entire meal. Holding her and feeding her gives me a sense of pride in taking care of her that I”ve never felt before. At one point, there”s a lull in a conversation and she leans over and whispers in my ear.
”Will you take me upstairs?” is all she says, and I”m not surprised after such a long day that she”s tired and probably ready to sleep. She can sit at home and watch TV and be tired by dinner with how much energy the baby takes.
After excusing us, I take her upstairs. But the moment we”re in our room, she locks the door behind us and the mood shifts.
”What are you up to?” I smile, watching her make her way over to me.
”I figure I should properly thank you for the bookstore.” She has a shy smile on her face. But the way she”s looking at me is like how she looked at me that first night, like she”s undressing me with just her gaze. My cock remembers that look and I”m instantly hard and wanting her.
Actually, I”ve been wanting her ever since that first night and even more since our wedding night. By allowing her to set the pace has meant for me a lot of freezing cold showers, multiple times a day.
”Just seeing you happy is thanks enough,” I tell her, hoping she”ll understand that I mean it. I don”t ever want her to feel like she owes me anything.
”I know you do and that”s part of the whole reason I want to thank you properly.” This time, she reaches up and wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me closer.
Her lips touch mine and I give in for a moment. Then, wrapping my arms around her waist, I hold her tight, enjoying her lips on mine and her hands in my hair. There”s no way to hide how hard I am from her because my rigid cock is pressing right into her belly. But that doesn”t seem to stop her.
When her hands move down my back and up under my shirt, the skin on skin contact sent a jolt through my body. I”ve been aching to have her hands on me, for her to touch me and hold my body. I’ve been craving her touch. The hunger gets stronger every night that she”s in my bed. Yet she seems so far away from me.
”We don”t have to do this. I had no ulterior motives giving you that bookstore other than just wanting you to be happy,” I stress in between kissing her.
”I know, and that”s all the more reason I want to. Plus, pregnancy has made me so horny,” she groans.
Knowing that my wife is in need and hearing her say those words, the floodgates open. The need to take care of her engulfs me, and I lift her up, gently placing her on the bed.
Slowly, I pull her jeans off of her intending to draw out her pleasure. When I get to her panties, they’re soaked. Still, I try to go slow and run my finger over her clit.
My wife has other ideas. Suddenly, I’m pushed onto to my back and she opens my pants. But just enough to get my already hard cock out. After giving me a few pumps that feel damned good, I throw my head back, groaning.
When she kisses the head of my cock, I almost cum on the spot. Then, removing her panties, she climbs up on me. There’s no teasing, no more foreplay as she straddles me and reaches down to guide my cock into her.
Her pussy is so wet, I slide in to the hilt. Her eyes lock on mine, and she gasps as my cock hardens even further around her tight walls. I groan because words escape me. I don”t remember her feeling this good.
”You weren”t joking about pregnancy making you horny,” I say. Slowly, she starts moving on top of me. ”No, it seems my body remembers that night because anytime I’m around you, I am this wet.”
”Fuck. You have been this desperate for weeks? Any time you want, I can fix that baby girl. This cock is yours whenever you want a ride. You just climb on him and take what you need. I don”t care if I”m in the middle of a meeting, your needs always come first. You understand me?” I say, gripping her hips and helping her increase the pace.
She nods her head, gasping for air. Fuck, she”s already close.
”Ride me, baby. Take what you need to make yourself cum all over my cock. Iwant your pussy squeezing me,” I almost begged.
Switching her angle, she picks up her pace, riding me like she was born to. All I want to do is cum, but not until she gets there. Her needs will always come first and will always be my priority. Still, I”m barely hanging on, so I reach between us and stroke her clit. That little contact does the trick.
My wife cumming while riding my cock is the most stunning thing I”ve ever seen in my life. Her hair framing her beautiful face and eyes clouded with bliss is an image I always want to remember.
The iron grip she has on my cock, along with our intense connection and her silky heat surrounding me, pulls the orgasm right out of me.
Then she collapses on top of me, with my cock still buried inside of her. I hold her close to me, enjoying the moment.
Apparently thanking me properly meant to her that we didn”t get out of bed for two days. We couldn”t get clothes on long enough to step foot outside the bedroom. But we made up for lost time like the fate of the world depended on it.
Today we had to get dressed because we are going to have our first ultrasound of the baby. I wasn”t about to let her miss a doctor”s appointment because we need to make sure that she and our little one are both doing all right. But getting out of bed, getting dressed and out of our bedroom was a lot harder than I think either of us expected it to be.
Though we made it and now we”re back in the exam room waiting for the doctor to come in.
”Stop looking at me like that,” she says, smiling.
”Like what, baby girl?” I asked, holding her hand in mine.
”As if you”re trying to decide if we have time for a quickie before the doctor comes in.”
Growling, I stand up because if she”s thinking about it, I know she”s wet and ready. Though I only get one step forward before there”s a knock on the door and the doctor enters. My wife gives me an evil smile like she knows exactly what was just interrupted.
”Later. You can count on it,” I whisper. Then the doctor started talking, asking all sorts of questions about her diet and her normal everyday life. After the doctor takes her vitals, she takes the microphone attached to a box and pulls it out. When the doctor steps close to my wife with the unfamiliar device, I ask, ”Wait, what is that?”
”This is called a Doppler and what I”m going to do is run it along your wife”s belly and listen for the baby”s heartbeat. It”s not going to hurt either of them. Simply think of it as an amplified microphone and speaker.” The doctor smiles after she pauses to explain, but she doesn”t move further.
We went with this doctor because we were told she”s experienced with dealing with mafia families. When she doesn”t flinch or cower around us, I know we made the right decision. Nodding my head, I give her permission that it”s okay for her to continue. After she sees me nod, she squirts some gel on Aria”s belly and starts moving the Doppler around.
After a minute, the doctor stops and there”s a loud whistling sound filling the room.
”That”s your baby”s heartbeat.” The doctor says, smiling at us.
Even though I”ve always been trained to keep my emotions very close to my chest, right now listening to that magic little heartbeat, my emotions almost overtake me. Looking at her, I can see my wife has tears in her eyes that she”s not even trying to hide. Leaning down, I kiss her real quick before whispering in her ear. ”We made that. It’s the result of the most fucking amazing night of my life.” I tell her. Wanting to be real and honest for some reason, but that”s what opens the floodgates making her cry.
”These are all happy tears, I swear,” she says around the falling tears.
Dropping her hand for just a moment, I grab a tissue from the counter before I”m right back at her side helping her dry the tears.
”So our ultrasound tech is here today, and I”d like to have you both go down the hall and get an ultrasound done. That way we’ll get a solid measurement on time wise and make sure you”re on track. Okay?”
Not only do we get to hear our little ones heartbeat, but now we”ll get to see him or her. I don”t know any parents that would turn that down. So gathering our things, we follow her down the hallway to the ultrasound room. Once we’re introduced to the ultrasound tech, she has Aria lie down on the exam table. Once again, the tech doesn”t flinch in our presence.
Without wasting time, she snaps photos and takes measurements. All the while answering our questions and explaining what she sees on the screen. Finally, she prints out a bunch of pictures for us even though our baby looks like nothing more than a Jelly Bean. Even so, I still can”t wait to show them off.
After making our next appointment, we head out to our car. But once we get out to the parking lot, Aria stops dead in her tracks.
”Shoot! I left my phone on the counter as we were checking out,” she says.
When starts to turn back to go grab it, I stop her. ”Go with the guards. Get in the car and sit down. I”ll go grab it and be right back.”
She gives me a relieved smile, so I lean down and kiss her real quick. Then I go back into the office where as soon as I step in, the receptionist smiles.
”Your wife”s phone, I presume. We were just going to see if we could catch you in the parking lot.” Then the receptionist hands me the phone.
”Thank you and I”m sorry that we left it here.” I say, putting the phone in my pocket and turning around to go right back out to the parking lot.
Checking my phone on the way back, I want to make sure there”s nothing important so I could take my wife out to lunch. When I look up from my phone and see the car, my heart almost stops.
The car doors are wide open. One of my guards is knocked out cold on the ground and the other one is wounded. A bright red blood stain is quickly filling his shirt, and my wife is nowhere to be seen.