Chapter Seventy-Four
Chapter
Seventy-Four
Beulah
Stone was still asleep when I woke up the next morning. I stayed wrapped in his arms, staring out the window where the sun was about to rise. It was early, and I’d slept all night. We hadn’t moved since this was the exact position I’d fallen asleep. Sex had been amazing. I had been more sensitive. I wondered if that was because of the pregnancy.
It was early still, but the urine test at the doctor’s office confirmed I was pregnant.
Even now, with all these unknowns, with decisions I had to make, I wanted to turn over and open my legs for him to come inside me again. What was wrong with me? I was thinking about sex, and I had a life inside me to be worried about now.
My hand went to my still-flat stomach.
Geraldine had come back to herself while we were in the waiting room, so she stayed there. As far as she was concerned, I was there for birth control. I didn’t tell her anything else. However, having someone waiting on me had given me some peace. I hadn’t been alone.
The joy when the doctor entered the room and congratulated me had been overwhelming. It had lasted only a few moments before reality sank in. Telling Stone was going to be hard. I’d have to tell him eventually. How long could I wait? How long would the battle he was about to face last? I feared it was longer than nine months and waiting it out wouldn’t be an option.
His hand covered mine, and I jerked in response. When he threaded his fingers through mine and pressed a kiss to the side of my head, I relaxed. He was waking up.
“Good morning.” His voice was deep and husky from sleep. “Did you sleep as good as I did?”
“I don’t think I moved.” It was the first full night I’d slept in a few days, at least.
He kissed my ear. “Me neither. But you’re going to need a shower this morning. We went to bed messy.” The smile in his voice as he said it made me laugh against the pillow.
“You think that’s funny?” he asked, lifting my leg and moving behind me.
I didn’t have time to give him a response before he was inside me. Again. My body hadn’t needed to be prepared to take him. I gasped as he stretched me.
He took my leg and laid it over his hip as he rocked slowly in and out of me. I hadn’t done it like this before. All I knew was that the angle was rubbing against something inside me that felt amazing. Or either I was so sensitive down there these days, that anything touching me had my eyes rolling back in my head.
I moved my leg as high as I could, opening myself to him. Unable to stop myself, I reached down and touched my clit. It was larger than usual, and the sheer pleasure from just touching it caused my entire body to shudder.
“Fuck, keep doing that. It’s making your tight little pussy squeeze my dick like a vice,” he groaned in my ear.
I began to play with it as the moisture from our sex leaked out, making it slick and easy. Each brush of my fingers made me clinch Stone tightly, and he, in return, made noises to let me know he approved.
“Are you touching yourself?” he asked in my ear.
“Yes,” I admitted, unable to care. At this point, I’d get myself off while he watched if it meant I would get the orgasm building inside me.
“Jesus,” he whispered, his hand covering mine. He didn’t hinder me but brushed his hand over mine as I continued my attention to the pulsing spot under my fingers. “Keep playing,” he panted.
He didn’t have to worry. I never planned on stopping. I was too close. “Tell me when you’re about to come,” he said.
My body was beginning to draw tight. The explosion was close. I wasn’t sure I could warn him. My voice was gone.
I managed an—“I’m about to”—and his hand brushed mine out of the way. I cried out in frustration, but his replaced mine, and he pinched the tight, needy ache, sending me barreling into bliss.
His hips slammed into my backside as he held his hand on my clit. “Holy fuck!” he yelled out, and the warmth of his release spread through me. Feeling his come shoot inside me sent my body into another climax. My cries met his, and we were lost together in a state of bliss. Nothing mattered.
My orgasms had never been this intense. I didn’t know there was another level to them, but this one had been different. Was this a side effect of pregnancy? I’d have to look it up later. But if this was a perk of pregnancy, then I was going to become a nympho, and I hoped Stone could keep up. Even now, with my body exhausted from this morning’s activity, I knew I’d be all in again if he tried. Thinking about him sliding in and out of me caused a tingle to start up.
“I’d bathe you, but if we get in the shower together, you’re not going to make it to Geraldine’s on time,” he said with a chuckle.
Right now, my worries weren’t there with us. The time we were spending now was us in love, happy. I had all day to think about everything else and how my pregnancy would affect us. For now, I just wanted to enjoy Stone.
“I really like birth control,” he said, then pressed a kiss to my lips.
The reminder, however, was enough to shake off my sleepy state of euphoria. I didn’t have a response for that because I would be lying, and soon, I would have to tell him the truth. I had to wait for a good time to tell him. He was dealing with too much, and I wasn’t comfortable telling him yet.
“I like that position,” I said, changing the subject back to sex.
He hadn’t pulled out of me yet. His erection wasn’t completely gone, and he made it twitch inside me. Startled, I laughed, and he grinned wickedly down at me. “You better get your ass out of this bed, or Geraldine will be cooking her own breakfast.”
The idea of shower sex sounded good to me, but he was right. I had to get ready for work.
“Will you be home when I get here tonight?” I already missed him. And I was feeling clingy again.
“You’ll see me before then.” He kissed my lips. “Now, put some distance between your hot little pussy and my cock. Please. It has a mind of its own.”
Giggling, I scrambled out of bed and ran to the shower.
For a moment, life was beautiful. Simple. No secrets. But only for a moment.