by Watkins, CN
Once I got home, Stefan was out front in his car waiting for me. I climbed into his Mercedes and leaned over, giving him a long, passionate kiss.
“Well, hello, baby,” he said as I buckled my seat belt. “I missed you. Where were you?” Crap! I’d forgotten to tell him about lunch with Kennedy.
“Oh, I went to lunch with Kennedy. I’m sorry, I forgot to tell you.”
“It’s okay. You have fun?”
“Yes. It was nice seeing her.”
Once we got to the doctors, we went didn’t wait long before being called to the back. After getting my weight and blood pressure checked, I laid down on the table in the exam room. Stefan stood by me like last time and held my hand.
“How is everything going?” Dr. Morgan asked as she set the sonogram machine up.
“Is it normal for her to be throwing up almost every morning?” Stefan asked, surprising me. Maybe he really was worried about me.
“Yes, most women go through morning sickness. It can last from one trimester to the whole pregnancy. Try some saltine crackers and Sprite. That seems to help. Other than that, just stay hydrated.”
She lifted my shirt, exposing my belly, and sprayed a little of that colder than Antarctica gel on my belly. When she put the wand on my stomach, the first thing we heard was Bean’s heartbeat. Tears immediately came to my eyes. My little Bean was still there.
Stefan’s eyes were glued to the sonogram machine. After a moment, Bean was front and center on the screen. Dr. Morgan pointed out the head and body, showing me it was a profile shot. You could see Bean’s head and body, and a little hole where his, or, her heart beat very fast.
Bean had grown so much since the last time I saw her, or him, and I was so happy.
“Well, your baby looks very healthy so far.” Dr. Morgan smiled at us as she started measuring Bean. I squeezed Stefan’s hand, and he leaned down to give me a soft kiss.
“When will we be able to find out the sex of the baby?” I asked.
“As long as your baby cooperates, we should be able to see at your next appointment.”
As Dr. Morgan began cleaning up the gel on my belly and printing off some pictures for us, I got the giggles. Stefan looked at me like I had just landed on a spaceship from outer space. Unfortunately, envisioning this only fueled the fire. Dr. Morgan handed us our checkout sheet as we made our way to the desk. I tried my best to say goodbye, but the giggles stopped me from forming any complete sentences. Stefan handed the paper to the lady behind the counter and scheduled our next appointment.
“What’s wrong?” he asked with a serious look on his face as we walked out the doors.
“I…don’t…ha! I…really…” I gave up.
Stefan opened up my car door, allowing me to climb into his Mercedes. He shut the door and climbed into his side. As he drove out of the parking lot, my giggling finally calmed down a little.
“You’re nervous, baby, and I understand. Giggling…odd way of dealing with it, but that’s fine.” Stefan squeezed my hand and smiled at me.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what got into me. I’ve never done that before.”
“It was cute.” He kissed the back of my hand.
“Cute is the last word I was thinking of.” I laughed.
We pulled into the driveway, and Stefan shut off the car,. He turned to look at me, pushing a strand of hair back behind my ear and kissing my jaw line, moving his hand down and massaging my breast. He got out of the car and opened my door, cradling me against his chest as he began walking to the front door.
“Now, where were we?” he asked, kissing my neck and moving up to my jaw. I held my breath, wet between my legs with anticipation. He took his other hand and blazed a small trail with his fingertips up my other arm, ending with his hand tangled in my hair. I moaned as he gripped my hair and pulled my head back, giving him more access to my neck.
He kissed the bottom of my neck and slowly moved up to my chin, pausing before kissing my lips. I opened my eyes and locked eyes instantly with him, flames burning with passion and desire…and love.
Stefan quickly leaned in and our lips locked, never parting. A small cry escaped my mouth as he gently tugged on my nipples. I never wanted him to stop.
“Fuck,” he moaned into my mouth and quickly slammed my body into the couch. He was now lying on top of me, sliding off my shirt and bra, exposing my bare chest. He leaned down and began teasing my nipples, licking them, biting them, blowing on them. He trailed kisses down my stomach, stopping on the edge of my yoga pants. I was breathing heavily, waiting for him to tear my pants off and make me scream his name over and over. He peeled off my pants and spread my legs, propping them over his shoulders.
There is nothing more beautiful than when a man was…
“Oh God!” I cried out as his tongue slipped inside me. My body arched as I screamed out with pleasure.
He used his finger to circle my clit. “You taste amazing.” He moaned into my body, and I screamed his name as I fell apart on his mouth, letting him own me, possess me.
He leaned up, positioning my legs underneath him and took off his shirt and pants, leaving him beautifully naked as he climbed back on top of me. I instantly wrapped my arms around him, digging my nails into his back as he leaned down and began kissing me, letting me taste my arousal. He pushed himself deep inside me, and I screamed his name again as my body bucked underneath his.
Our breathing was heavy as we began to kiss again. He thrust into me, causing the pain and pleasure to intertwine into something…beautiful…perfection. That’s what we were when our bodies were connected. Perfectly beautiful.
He thrust hard as I bit down on his shoulder, harder than I expected.
“Oh, bad girl.”
He was instantly to his feet, my legs wrapped around his torso and my arms tightly wound around his neck. He was still inside, never leaving me.
“Fuck me, hard,” I whispered into his mouth as he walked toward the bedroom. I wanted him so bad. Even with him inside me, I was still aching.
He growled as he pulled back and looked at me. With one quick motion, he set me down on my feet, making our bodies become two again. He put his hands on either side of my jaw and kissed me, softly…passionately…exactly the opposite of what I asked for. I fell to my knees and took him in my mouth, letting my tongue slide around his length…sucking hard. I let go and looked up at him. His eyes dark with passion, he picked me up and slammed my body against the wall, causing a picture frame to fall and shatter on the floor. He picked me up again, letting me wrap myself around his torso as he pushed his cock inside of me.
“Your desk…” I whispered.
A devilish smile crept across his beautiful, gorgeous, luscious, kissable…
I slammed my lips back to his as he carried me into his office, using his arm to push everything off onto the floor.
Very original.
As I heard everything crash around us, he slammed my body onto his desk and began thrusting into me, wildly. I cried and screamed, but I would be lying if I said I wasn’t pleased.
I anchored my fingers into his biceps, trying to remember to breathe.
“Give it to me, baby,” he said as I fell apart on him. He continued to move faster, deeper inside of me.
Once I’d calmed…, he picked me back up and carried me to our bedroom, slamming me on every wall on the way to our bed. My back was going to be black and blue, and his shoulder had my bite etched into his skin…battle scars. Beautiful battle scars.
Once we got to our bed, he laid me down and pulled himself out of me. I looked into his eyes, opening my soul to him.
“Now I make you see God.”
He thrust himself into me again, making me cry out in pleasure. He began fast and hard, making sure I felt every inch of his length inside me. He grabbed my wrists and held them together, lifting them above my head while he slammed into me again. I moaned and screamed as I began to fall apart around him, giving in to all the emotions running through
my body.
He groaned as he found his release inside me, and I whimpered into his perfect skin as I felt the hot liquid shoot inside of me. He leaned his head down on my chest.
“I love you, forever and three days, Stefan,” I breathed out.
“I love you too, forever and four days,” he said, leaning up to plant a small kiss on my lips.
Chapter Seven
I woke up to a snoring Stefan sprawled out on the bed beside me. He was lying on his back with one leg poking out of the white sheets. His tan muscles sprawled out on the bed, allowing the early morning sunshine to dance across it, made his skin glow and begged me to lick him.
I resisted and got up, slipping on one of his white t-shirts and some boy shorts. I tip-toed out of the bedroom, softly closing the door behind me. I went into the office to grab his laptop before walking into the kitchen. I sat it down on the bar and fired up his MacBook Air.
First, I picked some music to sing along to while making him breakfast. Phillip Phillips, Home instantly poured through the speakers as I put it on repeat. I walked around the bar and found some pans and a mixing bowl. I began singing and dancing around the kitchen, getting lost in the music.
Somewhere after the sixth time it played, I felt a set of eyes on me…watching my every move. I quickly turned around to find Stefan sitting on one of the barstools, watching me with a huge smile on his face. He had his hand propped underneath his chin, examining my every move.
“I will never get tired of seeing you dance around the kitchen in my shirt, which barely covers your ass, while making me breakfast.”
“I thought you would like breakfast and a show.” I smirked at him.
He winked at me, melting my insides. If I hadn’t been slaving away in the kitchen, I was pretty sure my shirt and panties would have been on the floor by now.
I went back to making the French toast as he got busy on his laptop.
“When do you want to leave for our wedding?” he asked me.
“Within the next two months,” I replied as I flipped the toast in the pan.
“Really? That soon, huh?”
“Yeah, I want to be able to focus on the baby afterwards.”
“Okay.” His cell phone begun to ring. He actually hadn’t been on his phone as much as he used to be which was nice, but I was curious as to why.
He is still running a company, right?
Stefan got up, and I noticed he was wearing nothing but dark grey Armani boxer briefs on his godly body.
If only I could squeeze that nice, tight ass of his…
He answered the phone call in his business voice, which was still sexy. “This is Stefan ... Hello, Nancy. How are you? ... Good, thank you. ... Yes, I will be back at work full time Monday ... Go ahead and e-mail it to me, please.” Stefan looked up at me, then walked back into our bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
What the hell?
I fixed us both a plate of French toast and eggs, poured him a glass of orange juice, and set them down on the bar. I sat down next to the computer and began eating and actively searching for flights and hotels in Bora Bora.
After about ten minutes, Stefan walked back into the kitchen and took his seat next to me. I watched him as he took the first bite, savoring it, enjoying it.
“Baby…” He turned towards me as he took a drink of his juice. “This is so fucking delicious.”
“I’m glad you like it.”
After two hours of eating, booking, planning and discussing, we had finally figured everything out. We would fly his plane to Los Angles, California, then from there fly to Bora Bora. It was an eight hour flight. We would be leaving the end of next month and staying there for a week and a half. Kennedy and Ayden would be our only guests.
Kennedy was over the moon excited and ready to go when I called her. She demanded I go shopping with her Monday while Stefan was working. I had no choice but to say yes.
Stefan cleaned up the kitchen while I went and laid down in bed. I was so exhausted, and all I wanted to do was sleep. I curled under the blankets. I was so tired all the time. This whole pregnancy thing had to improve…soon.
When I woke up I felt Stefan missing from beside me, a panic rose in my throat. I sat up and looked around the room, no Stefan. I swung the covers off and threw my feet over the side of the bed. His office. I got up and walked over to his office, stopping at the door. As if he sensed my presence, he pulled his head up and looked at me, a small grin dancing on the corners of his mouth.
“Good afternoon. You in a hurry to see me?” He turned his chair around so that his whole body was facing me. He was still dressed in his just his boxers. He folded his arms across his chest.
“I guess I forgot that you told me you were in your office.” I stood in the doorway, frozen.
“Well, maybe we should do something about improving your memory.” He stood to his feet, his hands dropping to his side. “You know, Jennifer. I think I’ve become a little…relaxed with you. I feel like I’ve lost most of my control, and I think it’s time to take some of that back.” He slowly started his short stride towards me while I remained frozen.
Take control back? When did I ever have any?
In a half of a second, Stefan was standing in front of me, our bodies close, but not touching. My instincts took over as I reached my hand out to touch his chest, but he quickly caught it with his hand.
“No touching,” he scolded me. I put my hand down back at my side while we continued to gaze into each other’s eyes. I could see the burning flames of passion in his caramel eyes. He reached out and grazed my jaw bone with his finger. He lightly traced it until his finger met my lips, and I parted them just a little.
He pushed his finger into my mouth. “Suck,” he commanded. I twirled my tongue around his finger, sucking on it, and a small groan escaped his lips. He pulled his finger out and ran it up my inner thigh. My core tensed as his fingers grazed my panties.
I planted my hands on both sides of the door frame, trying to stable myself. My eyes closed as my head titled back, letting him possess my body. I felt my lace panties slide down my legs. He tapped my right ankle, so I picked my foot up, letting him slide my panties off my leg. “Shirt.” His eyes were growing dark with lust. I slid my shirt off and tossed it on the ground. I stood there, completely naked, letting him stare at every inch of my body.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” He reached his hands out and gently pinched my nipples. I was so wet, waiting for him to take me right here and right now, but instead, he lifted me up, throwing me over his shoulder. I let out a small moan as he slipped one finger inside me and started circling it.
In a moment, he stopped and laid me down on the bed. He leaned down and gave me a quick kiss on the lips before walking over to the dresser. He opened a drawer and grabbed some items before walked back over to me.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
“With my life,” I answered as he slipped a blindfold over my eyes. He picked me up and sat me back down on the bed, my head touching the headboard. He grabbed my wrists and handcuffed them to the bedpost.
Then he was gone, no longer touching me. I tried to quiet my breathing to listen for him. My heart was pounding in my chest, waiting for his next touch. by Daughtery started blaring from the iPod docking station. I could no longer hear anything he was doing. I became wet with anticipation…wondering what would happen next.
The bed dipped down, and I felt his hot breath in my ear. “Are you ready to scream my name?”
I shook my head yes as his finger burned a trail down my throat, and across my breast, stopping at my lower stomach. I felt his lips kissing my lower stomach, left to right, lightly touching his tongue to my skin with every kiss.
After a moment, his touch was gone. He placed his fingers on my chin and rubbed light circles under it. “Open,” he demanded.
I did as I was told and felt his length dip into my mouth. I pushed my head back, caught off guard.
“Suck,” he o
rdered. I did as I was told, sucking on the length of him, swirling my tongue around the head. He groaned and in a moment he took me in his mouth. I let out a moan, not expecting it.
God, he is good!
He swirled his tongue around, spreading my lips and slipping his finger inside me. My muscles tightened around him, pulling his finger deep inside. He replaced one finger with two as he sucked. My hips bucked against him, trying to get closer to his mouth, but he used his hands to pin me down on the mattress.
“Don’t make me tie your body down.”
He wouldn’t…would he?
I tried to focus on his thick cock in my mouth, but that was hard to do with his mouth between my legs. He pulled himself off my mouth and left my body. A shiver ran over my body, feeling the absence of him.
“Oh Jesus, Stefan!” I cried out as he shoved something cold inside of me. I heard him laugh, and in that moment I wished I could kick him with my foot, but my core began vibrating…causing a moan to escape my lips. My toes curled as I felt the vibrations grow more intense, my body becoming lost in it.
Stefan’s tongue was on me in a moment, licking and sucking as I screamed. My body started thrusting wildly in the air as Stefan held my arms down so I couldn’t move. I arched my back up, my whole body vibrating and the coils deep inside me threatening to snap.
“Oh, Stefan!” I yelled as he began moving the vibrator back and forth inside me, timing it perfectly with his tongue on me.
“Baby, you are so fucking wet…so fucking beautiful.” One arm traveled up my stomach, landing on one of my breasts. He began teasing my nipple, pinching it, and I let out another small cry; I was so close to falling off my cliff into a deep sea of Stefan. He started working me, harder, faster, parting my lips and thrusting his tongue inside me, licking my walls.
I cried his name as I plunged head first into the sea of Stefan. He didn’t let up with his tongue or the vibrator as my back arched higher and my toes curled. My whole body tensed, letting the electricity spark through my whole body.