I quickly move and drop to my knees in front of her, spreading her thighs so that I can get closer. My hands caress over her belly as her breath catches. Wrapping my arms around her, I kiss the baby bump, which has somehow grown in my absence, and tell her, “You are the most beautiful woman that I’ve ever seen.” I kiss her again. “Seeing you lying on the bed in this,” I grab a handful of the silky garment, “sent all thoughts flying out of my head, and,” I stand and quickly make fast work of removing my clothing, “you made me rock hard. The minute I saw you, my mind went straight to sex. It went straight to your nipples as I wondered what they’d taste like—the same or different.”
Her hand reaches out, wrapping around my erection that throbs and leeks precum at the touch of her fingers. “That feels amazing,” I admit, rubbing the tight buds of her nipples.
My body goes taut when I feel her mouth on the crown of my shaft. “I’m so close to coming. I want you with me.”
Her eyes flare as her hands reach up toward the ribbon holding the negligee together.
“Stop!” I hiss, and soften my tone. “I want to be the one to remove that from your body.” My eyes slowly move over her and my heart beats so quickly that I’m afraid I’m going to have a heart attack. “You,” I urge her back to the bed so that she’s in a lying position, “have no idea just how sexy you are.”
Her eyes widen in surprise. “I’m a lump.”
“Sirena . . .” I groan and kneel between her spread thighs, which is becoming one of my favorite places. “You have the most amazing thing happening to your body—a miracle. I love your shape. I love how your belly quivers at my touch. I love how you open up to me, how you trust me. Don’t ever be shy in front of me, because I’ll only ever love you.”
“What?”
I smile softly and splitting the negligee, kiss her belly as her soft flesh becomes bared to me before I finally reach her mouth. Hovering over her plump lips, I repeat, “I love you, Sirena . . . and if you’ll let me, I’ll love your baby too.”
The shock of my words is clear to see on her beautiful face, but slowly a smile starts to appear and then she’s crying in my arms. I slip down to lie beside her and tug her into my embrace where she cups my face in her much smaller hands.
“I love you Garrett, and you’ve no idea how much it means to me to hear you say that you love me and my baby. I want . . .”
“Don’t stop,” I encourage when she stops and buries her face into my neck. “What do you want, Sirena? Please tell me, I’ll give you anything within my means.”
Her tears slowly ebb, and she says, “I want you to be the father of my baby. I don’t want to keep referring to it as my baby. I want to refer to it as our baby.” She smiles through more tears. “I know it’s a lot to ask of someone but I think that’s what you want, right? I mean I want you to be my baby’s father more than anything, but I don’t want to—”
“Shush.” I dip my head and capture her lips because I have no other words right now. My heart feels full and deepening the kiss, I slowly open the ribbon at her breast and cupping one firm globe, I brush my thumb over a nipple. Sirena arches into my touch as my hand traces over her swollen belly and finds the wet arousal between the lips of her pussy.
“I want you inside of me, but I don’t know how.” Tears hover in her eyes and smiling, I kiss each one before I kneel between her legs.
“I’ll show you how.” Tugging her hips closer to mine, I hold my shaft at her entrance and slowly slide the head of my cock inside of her. Her muscles tighten and clench around me so tightly that my eyes roll. Holding her still, I slowly sink all the way in. At the feel of her surrounding me, I’m afraid one twitch from Sirena will have me coming.
Looking down at Sirena spread out before me while my dick is buried so deeply inside of her wet heat has me excited beyond anything I’ve felt before. Her luscious pregnancy curves make my mouth water and watching her stretch with her hands above her head, has her clenching my flesh so tightly that I feel my orgasm rushing forward like a freight train. Nothing is going to hold it back now.
“Sirena,” I hiss and grabbing her hips to keep her close, I grind against her pussy. “Please come with me . . . I need you to . . .”
She does . . . The tight convulsions around my flesh tell me to let go, and let go I do. My semen is pulled out of me as pleasure takes over my body. My cock kicks and jerks in the heat of her swollen pussy while I gasp for breath amidst the most intense orgasm. It takes minutes for me to get my bearings and when I do, I’m slowly rocking inside of Sirena, my dick only halfway in. The head must be rubbing against a sensitive spot because Sirena gasps every time. I feel her eyes on me but mine are on the rippling of her belly as the baby moves and seems to somersault from one side to the other.
“Our baby is energetic,” I observe, slowly sliding free of heaven.
“I love the sound of you saying our baby.” She bites her lip and continues as I lay beside her, “Are you sure it’s what you want?”
Smiling, I tug her into my arms, and once comfortable, I say, “Let me put all the cards on the table, okay? And, in doing that, I’m also going to admit that your sister told me that I needed to tell you what I wanted because apparently she thought you were depressed not believing that I wanted the same as you do.”
I tilt her chin and kiss her nose and then her sweet lips. “What I want is for you to marry me as soon as you are free to do so. I want to be the father of the baby you are carrying, with my name on the birth certificate, along with an adoption as soon as he or she is born. I want you to continue to look at me the way that you do for the rest of my life, and most of all, I want to make you the happiest wife on this earth. You’ll never want for anything, and you’ll always have my love.”
“Oh,” Sirena mumbles and ends up crying all over my chest for what feels like a long time but is probably only a few minutes. “You always say the sweetest stuff to me, and I’m like a faucet whilst I’m pregnant.” She sniffles into a tissue and finally holds my gaze. “I love you Garrett Hudson, and I want everything that you want too. I’m going to be the perfect wife who loves you more than you’ve ever been loved before. Our son or daughter are going to be so lucky to have you as their father, and maybe in a year or two we can give them a brother or sister.”
I hold her close and kiss her forehead. “I’ll give you anything you want . . . Last night when we spoke, I sensed you weren’t yourself. Was it the unknown future with me that had you down? Or is it something else?”
“I haven’t been able to order anything for the baby other than the clothes you brought home the other week. I wasn’t sure about where to put them, and I wanted to start getting a nursery ready, but didn’t know where I should do that. I just felt unsure of everything.”
“I’m sorry.” I pull the covers over us as I feel Sirena shiver in my arms. “I was waiting for the opportunity, and I’d decided that when I got back from New York that I’d show you where I thought was best for the nursery. I was hoping that it would open the talk about the future as well.”
“I’m glad everything is out and in the open, and from now on can we promise to talk to each other instead of wondering?”
“Yes.” I kiss her forehead. “Go to sleep Sirena. Tomorrow is going to be a beautiful day. First, I get to show you the room that we can decorate as a nursery. Then we’ll see our baby at the ultrasound followed with some shopping. We have a nursery to fill and I have a ring to buy.”
16
Sirena
“This way please, Mrs. Bennett.” The nurse in the starched uniform indicates for us to follow her through to one of the examination rooms. After she gives Garrett a snotty look, she says directly to me, “Doctor Ferguson will be with you in a few minutes. In the meanwhile can you please make yourself comfortable on the bed.” She smiles and leaves us alone.
Garrett loudly exhales and laughs. “What did I ever do to her?”
“I have a feeling it has something to do with Harry never
once putting in an appearance here. She probably thinks you’re him.” Placing my purse down on one of the chairs and removing my jacket, I move in to Garrett’s side. “I’m sorry.”
He wraps his arms around me and kissing the top of my head, lifts me to sit on the side of the examination table. “It’s okay, Sirena.”
“No it isn’t. I don’t want anyone mistaking you for Harry. You are so much better than he ever was.” I kiss his chest.
“Please don’t worry about it. I’ll introduce myself when she appears and all will be well.” He kisses the top of my head. “I want you to be stress free so that you and our baby stay healthy.”
Lifting my head, he goes blurry as my eyes fill with tears of happiness. “I love the way you say our. Just hearing that word from you makes my heart beat faster and my love for you grow.”
“I love you too.” He grins. “Now, are you sure that you don’t want to find out the sex of the baby?” He sits before me with one arm around my back and the other on my belly as I caress with my fingers through his hair.
“You are just as impatient as my brother, Josh. Every time he calls me, he asks, girl or boy.” I chuckle. “I’m so tempted to say one of each.”
“Um,” he nuzzles into my stomach, “one of each huh?”
“Not that I’m aware of,” the doctor comments walking into the room.
Doctor Ferguson is of Scottish descent and with her wild orange hair and pale skin I can see her on the cover of a highland romance novel. She’s in her early thirties and happy to be single, or so she says. She’s always cheerful anyway.
“And you are?” she abruptly asks Garrett.
My eyes snap to his and with a smile he holds his hand out to my doctor. “I’m Sirena’s fiancée, Garrett Hudson.”
Her jaw drops before she quickly recovers and a huge grins spreads across her face. “Well now, I don’t need to ask how you are doing,” she says to me while shaking Garrett’s hand. “Let’s get you settled for me, Sirena.”
With the doctor on one side and Garrett on the other, I’m in a reclining position on the bed and after a wink, the doctor settles in front of the monitor.
My eyes find Garrett who seems just as amused as I am at the doctor’s reaction to us. He shakes his head and taking my hand, grins as he turns his attention to the doctor, who is currently revealing my huge belly to the room. She pushes my leggings really low and tucks some paper between my skin and clothing.
My hand clutches Garrett’s and when his eyes meet mine, I ask, “Do you want to know what we’re having?”
His smile softens and as I watch him, his eyes fill with tears and he swallows a few times before he answers, “I’m happy with whatever you want to do.”
“That doesn’t help,” I admit.
I’ve been so torn as to whether or not I want to know, but in the end I think I’d like to discover the baby’s sex once I’ve pushed him or her out.
“You’ve lasted this long Sirena,” the doctor says. “If that helps you make a decision.”
In the next second the baby’s heartbeat fills the room and Garrett stills, his eyes fixed on the monitor. While the doctor explains to Garrett what he’s seeing, I’m enthralled at the look on his face. He looks completely mesmerized at the little baby.
I brush his hair back from his forehead in a loving caress and when his eyes meet mine he kisses my hand and keeps it against his lips while he turns back to the monitor. This time I follow his gaze and watch as our baby sleeps, snug and happy, inside of me.
“A miracle,” I whisper.
“That it is.” Garrett stands, and leaning over me, kisses me so sweetly on the lips. “Thank you for allowing me to be a part of this.”
Laying a palm against his face, I add, “You’ve been a part of this since we met in that elevator.” I bring him closer and sweep a kiss over his lips.
Hearing a throat being cleared, he pulls back with a grin on his face for the doctor who looks close to tears.
“I’m thinking that you’ve gotten it right this time, Sirena,” she observes.
No words are needed as she cleans my belly and pulls my shirt down all the while Garrett holds my hand and wears a goofy grin on his handsome face.
“She has gotten it right this time. She’s mine and I’m going to treat her like a princess.”
A heavy sigh comes from the doctor. “Please tell me you have a single brother who is just like you . . .” she raises a brow and waits.
Giggling, I answer, “He has a married brother, I’m afraid.”
“Oh well.” She smiles bringing over the blood pressure cuff. “Let’s get this checked and see how we’re doing.”
She keeps me relaxed on the examination table while my eyes stay on Garrett. He looks overcome with emotion while he sits silently beside me with my hand in his. I know exactly how bewildered and joyful I’d felt the first time I saw my child on the screen, and it was the time that it became real to me. Even though I’d known that I was pregnant it was as though nothing had really sunk in until that day, and that the small miracle on the screen was really mine. It was the first day that it hit me hard that I was going to become a mother, and the fact that Harry wouldn’t be around. A harsh kick in the butt really, except I focused on my small miracle and refused to let anything overshadow my excitement.
“Hmm,” the doctor murmurs, not looking happy when my gaze swings back to her. “Your blood pressure is up . . . let’s do it again and no worrying this time.”
“Okay.” The grip on my hand slightly tightens before it slackens and Garrett is kissing my knuckles.
This time around I allow my thoughts to drift to the man who holds my heart, and if I’m honest the only man or even person to have that honor who isn’t family.
He’s a handsome man and every time he smiles in my direction my heart pounds with love and excitement. It didn’t take long, but I’ve finally come to the conclusion that he really does love me and that the baby is an added bonus.
The way he makes me feel when he touches me . . .
A throat being cleared snaps me out of my fantasy and with a slight blush, I meet the worry on the doctor’s face. My smile falls. “How high?”
“It isn’t dangerously high,” she admits, but I hear the silent yet at the same time. “I want you to rest up for the next couple of days. I mean do nothing Sirena.” She glances at my file. “I notice you’ve changed address, which happens to be close to me. So I’ll call by and see you Wednesday evening on my way home and check your blood pressure again. That gives you the rest of today and all of tomorrow to rest and we’ll take it from there.”
“What if it doesn’t go down?” Garrett asks.
“If it stays the same then we can monitor it while she stays at home. However,” she looks at me, “if your blood pressure starts going higher then I’ll have to admit you to the hospital.”
“We don’t have anything for the baby,” I comment and out of nowhere I start crying.
Struggling to sit up, Garrett helps me, and keeping me in his strong arms, rests his cheek on the top of my head while rubbing my back in soothing strokes. “It’s okay, honey. Everywhere has online stores these days, so we’ll go home, I’ll make us lunch, and then we’ll hunt through the Internet. Our baby’s room will be amazing. I promise.” He kisses me on my forehead. “I promise,” he whispers.
“Were you planning on going shopping from here?” my doctor asks.
I nod, and Garrett answers. “We were, but Sirena and our child’s health comes first.”
Silence follows and then she says, “If you promise not to over do it, and to find somewhere in the store to sit, then I’ll allow it—two hours maximum though. Like I said your blood pressure isn’t dangerously high, but I do want it monitored more closely. Hopefully it won’t go any higher, but I’m not taking any chances, okay?”
“I’ll make sure she rests.” Garrett squeezes my shoulder.
The doctor nods and with a smile heads out of the door, sayin
g over her shoulder, “I’ll see you Wednesday evening, and if you’re worried about anything before then, please call me.” The door closes behind her.
“So,” Garrett starts, “what I’m thinking is that we’ll go to the jewelers first where you’ll be sitting down the whole time we’re there. Then afterwards, providing you feel well, we’ll go to the nursery store and have a look. We can take it slow, and then we’ll sit in the coffee shop and eat a light lunch, and then we’ll go spend some money.” He smiles and every thought scatters from my mind.
“You’re so handsome.” I lay my palm against his cheek.
He blinks and his smile widens. “Why, thank you, ma’am.” Chuckling, he helps me back to my feet. “And you’re one sexy mama.” His hand caresses over my hip. “Every time I see you my thoughts are constantly on other things.”
I chuckle and snuggle into his side. “Then, as I’m on bed rest for a few days, I think we should stay naked.”
“I think your doctor wants you resting, and not getting up to no good.”
“I think so too, but I can fantasize.”
“Sirena,” he warns. “You are going to be the death of me.” Settling his arm around my waist, Garrett ushers me through the doctor’s office and outside into the cool morning.
“I guess I should be grateful that it’s cooler today otherwise my blood pressure would have been higher.” I shrug. “It usually is when I’ve been rushing in the heat to get to the office. I’m not usually the best at time keeping.”
“I may have already picked up on that one.” He grins and steers me toward where we’d parked.
Whenever I’m here for an appointment, I can never find anywhere close by to park. Garrett drives me to this one and there is a space two minutes away.
Sitting back now, a sudden thought hits me. “What if my blood pressure doesn’t go down?” Tears form in my eyes that I try to hide. “I won’t be able to go to the opening of your new hotel.” I face him. “I have to be there Garrett. I need to be there.”
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