When he finally pulled away from her, Victoria's eyes were still closed and her lips still puckered up. She slowly opened them to stare into his. "Are you sure?" she asked.
She could read the look in Nic's face. Yes, he was sure. And instead of replying, he kissed her again, and then led her out of the bathroom and to their bedroom for an unforgettable end to an already magical honeymoon.
Nic shook his real estate agent's hand. He had finally done it. After three separate cleaning crews and he and Jimmy carefully inspecting every inch for any leftover evidence, he sold his house. Fully furnished, because he didn't want to drag anything from his old life into his new one. He wanted a fresh start...in a new place. He only kept clothes, a few books, drawings and other personal keepsakes.
Getting rid of everything, including his old occupation was more refreshing than he thought it would be. He never thought he would have ever traveled down this road, and especially not for a woman. He had resigned to believe that he would never have marriage like some people did. The kind of marriage where you damn near ran red lights because you couldn't wait to get home to your wife. Or every time you saw something or heard something interesting, you thought of your spouse first because you knew they would like it. Victoria was indeed his entire world. And if that made him look weak to some people...fuck them.
They may not have had the fairytale meeting that some people share, but his love for her was no fairytale. It was as real as anything he'd ever felt in his life and only kept growing stronger with each passing day.
"Hey Vicky," Olivia said in her usual tired tone.
"Hey mama, how are you?"
"I'm okay. Am I disrupting you from anything?"
"No, you're not. I'm just packing our clothes," Victoria said, as she kicked another box out of her way. Nic had told her about selling his home and buying a new one in California. He had said it while they were lying in bed, so matter-of-factly. That was Nic, though. There hadn't really been any discussion about it, and she wanted to be mad, but she couldn't. She really wanted to go. So instead of blessing him out, she went down on him. So much for feminism.
"So when do you officially leave?"
"In two days," Victoria said, still not really believing how quickly this all happened. Her mother got quiet.
"What's wrong, mama?"
Olivia exhaled. "Well...James is sick."
Victoria immediately stopped tossing items into the boxes. "What?"
"Yeah, apparently the doctors have told him he has stomach cancer. But he's as stubborn as ever and is refusing treatment."
Victoria had a flood of emotions running through her, but she couldn't pinpoint exactly what she felt. Her father was sick and possibly dying?
"Do...do you think I should go see him? I'm not sure if he would even want to see me," Victoria said, sitting down on the closet floor.
"I'm sure he does. Even if he's still mad after all this time, he would still want to see you."
"Does he know about me being married?"
"If he does, not from me. I don't really speak to him all that much. Legally we still married, but that's about it. But I did go visit him earlier this morning."
"Okay. Thank you for telling me."
Victoria hung up with her mother. It had been several months since she had last seen her father. After he had kicked her out and called her several awful names, she had thought that she would never forgive him. And she still hadn't. But God forbid that he should die without her having a chance to reconcile with him.
She grabbed her purse and left the loft.
Victoria hated hospitals. She couldn't remember the last time she had actually been in one. The weird smell and everything was eerily bright and white, even though people were sick and dying. It made her feel nauseated.
She had signed in at the front desk and walked back to see her father. His door was closed, but she gently knocked.
"What?" she heard her father ask in a pissed off manner.
Victoria took a deep breath and walked in anyway. She noticed her father sitting up in the bed watching sports on TV. He turned and glanced at her and then focused back on the game.
"Hey daddy," Victoria said, trying to let it not bother her that he ignored her entrance. But he still didn't answer.
"Mama told me you were sick. How are you feeling right now?"
Still no answer. Victoria squeezed her hands closed and walked closer to the bed. "Are you going to ignore me?"
Finally he turned to look at her. "What do you want?" he snarled.
"I just wanted to see you, since you haven't been feeling well."
"Well maybe I don't want to see you. I still have nothing to say to you."
That stung. A lot. She glanced up at the TV and focused on the players running up and down a basketball court. She wasn't going to let her father get away with treating her like shit this time. She looked back at him.
"Funny how you hardly ever said a word to me when I was doing things the right way. No appreciation, nothing. But the moment I do one thing wrong in your eyes, you are so quick to cut me off."
"You and your mother were just ungrateful and you both looked down on me."
Oh, this man was delusional. "Daddy you had a hundred get rich quick schemes that you would constantly make me and mama help you with. We both sacrificed so much to help you, and you never seemed to give a damn about us."
James cut his eyes toward Victoria. "You were just a spoiled child."
Victoria almost laughed incredulously. "Are you kidding?! You never spoiled me a day in my life. I didn't even know what the hell that meant until I met Nic. And in case you're wondering, this is a wedding band," Victoria said, holding out the ring for her father to see.
"We got married and will be moving to California in two days. Look daddy, I came here to see if you were alright. Not to get into an argument with you. There are things you've done that upset me, and there are things I've done that upset you. But there's no reason why you and I can't at least talk about it."
"I meant every word I said to you!" her father barked, raising his voice. "You are no daughter of mine! You think just because he puts a ring on your finger that you can erase that fact that you was nothing more than a gold digging whore with no self-respect? It won't. Now get the hell out of my room!"
Victoria stared at her father. He looked even older than she last remembered. She picked up her purse and walked towards the door, but then turned back around. "You know, I'm done trying to understand you. Trying to figure you out. You are just a mean old bitter man. I tried to love you over the years, but you made it damn near impossible. And at the end of the day, I look around and I have a family that loves me. What do you have?" she said, then walked out.
Nic could tell that the plane ride was making Victoria anxious. She was so excited, she could hardly contain herself. She had told him that she was more than ready for this new chapter in their lives.
Nic had already flown out to see the house that he bought earlier that month, but Victoria had yet to see it. He hoped she would like it. It was located in a cute, quiet gated suburb with its own private park. The moment he saw the house, he knew that this was the one she would have picked out.
When they finally pulled up to the house, he noticed Victoria's eyes widen. "This is our house?" she whispered. Our house. He would have to remember to play that over and over again in his head, because her saying it gave him a warm feeling. He watched as she eagerly hopped out of the car and ran to the door. Nic laughed to himself as he pulled the key from the ignition of the rental car and got out.
He followed behind Victoria as she walked in and out of every room at least three times. The first time she was shaking her head in disbelief. The second time she was learning where each room was and by the third time, she was mentally placing different things in different areas.
The house really was a nice place for a family. And Victoria really appreciated the pool. Back home, it stayed a little too chilly to really e
njoy a pool, but here...the weather was perfect, and she was sure they would be taking full advantage of it.
They didn't really have any furniture, something Nic said he was leaving up to Victoria. She was extremely nervous about that venture because there was definitely a difference in decorating a small one bedroom in a rusty old apartment, and a five bedroom house with lots of space. But she was up for the challenge.
The few items that they had actually packed would be arriving the next day, along with the cable company so he could use his computer on a secure network. Not that security really mattered anymore, when it came to his business prospects. Something he could finally breathe about.
That night they had takeout while sitting on the floor in the dining room. At that moment life couldn't get much better. Nic was happy. Truly happy for the first time in a long time...but he started feeling uncomfortable. When they went to sleep on the soft carpeted floor in the master bedroom, Nic couldn't fall asleep. He could hear Victoria lightly snoring, but this dark feeling looming over him...the same one he had felt in Bali, was bothering him. And although he wasn't superstitious, he knew not to ignore that nagging feeling.
Over the course of a week, they finally got several things up and running and Victoria had been picking out little household appliances here and there. She still wasn't quite ready to take on the task of fully decorating.
Nic had driven her to the site where his new office would be. She could tell he was excited although he tried to play Mr. Cool about it. He was finally going to be an architect, something he had wanted to do since college. But they still had a little while to wait before all of the plans were finalized.
When Nic wasn't there, Victoria spent most of her time on her cell phone answering calls from her mom, Marianna and Isabelle. Those three checked up on her so much, that she highly doubted another kidnapping plot would ever happen.
But it was on a random Tuesday when her whole life changed. Oh, boy did it change. She had been feeling a little off, so she did what most women did in that situation. Visit the local drugstore.
Victoria just couldn't believe it. She could, but she couldn't all at the same time. Pregnant?! She sat there on the bathroom counter for what felt like an hour, but in actuality had only been five minutes. Pregnant. It's definitely something that she and Nic wanted eventually, she just wasn't expecting it to happen so soon. Really soon, since they had only been married for a little over a month. She knew Nic would be happy about it, because he's the one who tossed out her birth control, but she still didn't expect it to happen SO soon. She didn't know what she felt. A part of her was ecstatic. But the other part was scared shitless.
She hopped off the counter and wrapped the device in a huge wad of tissue and placed it in the trash. Eventually a big smile spread across her face. They were going to have a baby.
The next day a quick but suspenseful trip to an OB/GYN in the area confirmed what Victoria had suspected. But she wanted to break the news to Nic in a memorable and...sexy way.
Nic was worn out. He had been on the phone all day with different contractors and business investors for his company. He would be so glad when the little details were out of the way, and he could get it up and running.
When he unlocked the front door, the inside of the house was much darker than normal. He noticed there were several candles lit, giving the room a warm glow. And the heavenly smell of cooking must have connected to his senses, because his stomach grumbled as if on cue.
He quietly closed the door and walked toward the bright light coming from the kitchen. And just like that...his hunger was forgotten, as he could feel his manhood rising. Victoria stood with her back to him, giving him the perfect view of her supple, round rear in a pair of light pink lacy panties that showcased the lower part of her ass cheeks. And a garter belt clipped the sexy thigh high stockings in place, which led down to "fuck me" heels. And that was just the back of Victoria. Goddamn.
Nic loosened his tie and sat his keys on the counter. The small jingle caused her to turn around and face him. Her tits sat perfectly in the light pink lace bra. God bless Mina. He had to remember to give her an extra tip. His wife was fucking hot!
"Hey baby," Victoria said, smiling at him. She loved the pure animalistic expression on his face. Well, for those games, he'd have to wait.
"Like what you see?" Victoria asked, slowly spinning around, with a spoon in her hand as she licked the white chocolate from her fingers. The contrast was not lost on him, as his mouth parted.
"Oh, yeah," Nic whispered.
"Well, tonight...we'll call underwear night," she said, as she cleaned off her hands and walked toward. She immediately kneeled, and Nic closed his eyes on instinct. But instead of doing what he...well, hoped, she unbuckled his belt, yanked his pants down and stood back up. Then she removed his tie, jacket and unbuttoned his dress shirt.
Nic stepped out of the pants puddle by his ankles. Once everything else was removed, including socks and shoes, he stood there in his black boxer briefs.
Victoria grabbed his hand and led him into the living room and over to the couch, the only piece of furniture they had in the room.
Nic couldn't help but stare at her ass as she swayed her hips back and forth in front of him.
"Okay, you sit down right here," Victoria said, patting the sofa. When Nic sat down, she straddled his lap.
"I have something I want to give you," she whispered.
"Is it this?" Nic said, reaching down to stroke his fingers between her legs. "Because if it is, I'll be the happiest man in the world."
Victoria giggled and pulled his hand away. "No."
Nic couldn't stop touching her. He wanted to plaster his lips all over her body, along with his hands and other body parts. He buried his face into her neck, and pulled down one of her bra straps.
"Wait, wait, Nic," she said, trying to stop his roaming hands over her breasts, but he wasn't making it easy. He felt so damn good, and he lightly pinched her nipples through the lacy barrier.
"Nic, uh, stop. I want to give you something first," Victoria said, pushing him back. He finally leaned back and sighed.
Victoria reached under one of the sofa pillows and pulled out a thin rectangular shaped gift, wrapped in bright yellow paper. She could barely contain her smile as she gave it to him.
"What the hell?" Nic muttered as he looked at it, then back at her.
"Open," she said, still beaming from ear to ear.
Nic stared at his wife, then started to remove the paper from the gift. He could feel it was hard, and more than likely a book. Once the last shred of bright yellow was removed, Nic flipped the book over.
"Goodnight Moon," he said, then looked up at Victoria with quizzical eyes.
Victoria smiled, "That was the first book my mom read to me as a baby."
Nic looked down at it. "Yeah, my mom too, but--," then Victoria felt his body jump underneath her. His head snapped to her face and his eyes were wide. He quickly looked down at her stomach and then back up to her face.
"Are you--"
"Yes," Victoria whispered, her eyes searching his back and forth for any disappointment. Luckily, she didn't see any.
"Are you sure, I mean ha—have you actually been to th—the doctor," Nic rushed out. Victoria laughed. That was the first time she had ever heard him stutter over his words. Normally he was never taken off guard either.
"Yes. She confirmed it. Are you happy?" Victoria asked, biting her bottom lip.
"Am I happy?" Nic asked incredulously. Of course he was! He could barely think straight. They were going to have a baby. A little tiny person who they would have to take care of. Holy shit!
"Have you told anyone else?"
"No. Just you. I wanted you to be the first," Victoria said, leaning toward him for a kiss. But in that moment, Nic's lust took over. He pushed her back and gently moved them from the sofa to the cushioned carpeted floor.
The way he felt at the moment, he didn't have time to waste removin
g anymore clothing. He rolled over on his back and pulled her with him until she rested on top. He pulled down the top of her bra, until her full heaving tits rested over the top. He leaned up and gently licked and nipped at the hard buds. Victoria pushed his underwear down, as his dick finally sprung free. He moved her thin, almost see-through panties to the side and slowly lowered her down onto his waiting member. Both of them sighed in unison.
Even though they had already made love early that morning before he left, he just couldn't get enough of her. And now hearing that she was pregnant with his child, just caused a jolt of horniness to travel down through his body, settling in lower region.
Victoria leaned her head back as she rocked her hips smoothly over his, loving the feel of his thick cock sliding in and out of her stretched pussy. His large warm hands grabbed her tits and massaged them, causing her body to respond by rocking faster.
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