It's love

by K. C. Harper

  He fell forward a little, stumbling, but caught himself with the counter, resting his hands on either side of me. The look of panic on his face was gone now and he was back to being playful and sexy again.

  “Damn right, you have a promise to keep. When I’m done with you you’re going to be screaming my name, not saying it.”

  Playful TJ was back. I felt my stomach drop, like I was riding a roller coaster and my knees went weak. Before I could say anything, he was picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder holding on to my legs as my head was hanging upside down.

  “Oh, my God, TJ, put me down. You’re going to drop me.”

  He slapped my ass playfully as he made his way to the room and tossed me on the bed.

  “I believe this is the part where you get naked, Danielle.”

  I loved this side of TJ, I didn’t give a shit if I was naked or not, then an idea popped into my head. One that I knew would leave him speechless. He would be the one going crazy saying my name.

  I sat up in the middle of the bed, getting on my knees, never taking my eyes off him as he stripped out of his clothes.

  “Do you need help getting out of those clothes? Because, you seem to be wearing too much.”

  I shook my head, smiling at him as I pulled my hair down, letting it fall down around my face to my shoulders. He noticed, because he stopped what he was doing.

  “Are you trying to kill me tonight?” he asked.

  I didn’t answer, I knew I was getting to him, I pushed my tank top up and slipped it off tossing it at him.

  He caught it before it fell, then let it drop it to the floor. I could see the smile spread across his face. I could tell he was turned on by the rise and fall of his chest, not to mention the bulge behind the zipper. There was no stopping now, I thought and found the courage to continue. I was about to unbutton my shorts, but stopped and looked up at him while giving the come here gesture with my finger. The look on his face was priceless. He looked like he was going to explode into a million pieces as he made his way over to the bed. He slid his fingers inside my shorts and tugged me to the edge of the bed.

  “Are you teasing me on purpose? Because if you are, it’s working.” He took my lower lip into his mouth and sucked on it, driving me crazy.

  My plan was working. I wanted him to feel the way he made me feel; the way he drove me out of my mind every time he touched me. I moved my lips away from his. “A tease doesn’t follow through. I have every intention of driving you out of your mind.”

  His mouth fell open just a little as his hand fell to the side of my body, reaching back up to rest on my hip.

  “Is that so? Well, we’ll have to see who drives who out of their mind first.” He was on top of me before I had a chance to react. I knew I had to do something or I would be the one losing my mind. I pushed on his chest, gently rolling out from under him and then pushing him down on the mattress.

  “I don’t think so, TJ. Tonight you are the one who is going to be begging me.”

  Seeing him lose control was the sexiest thing ever. I was getting to him and I wanted to see how far I could take this. I slowly slid myself on top of him with my legs on both sides of his hips. I ran my hand down his chest to his stomach, feeling every ripple and dip of his abs. His skin was warm and soft. I gave him a smile as I leaned forward with my hair falling around my face. I kissed his stomach, letting my tongue trace the line down to his belly button. A groan of pleasure vibrated deep in his chest, as he let himself fall back to the mattress. I knew it was working. I kissed my way down his stomach until I made it to the button of his pants. I sat back up again, looking at him as I unzipped his pants slowly.

  “Danielle. What are you doing?” He was propped up on his elbows watching me unzip and unbutton his pants. He was almost gasping for air. It was little, quick breaths.

  “Shhh... I told you I am going to drive you out of your mind.” I knew he wasn’t going to be able to hold on for long. He was about to lose it completely. “I think you are the one who has on too many clothes on now. You need to lose these pants.”

  He never took his eyes off of me as he helped me slide them down and pull them off. Seeing him like this, naked and hard, gave me courage to continue. His heart was beating so fast, I could feel it as my hand ran down his chest. I looked up at him one more time and I decided it was now or never. I licked my lips before I lowered my mouth onto him. I heard him gasp and felt him fall back onto the mattress as I began to slowly suck.

  “Oh fuck,” he said. His voice was barely a whisper.

  I started to suck and lick, moving up and down slowly; taking my time. I was never really into going down on a guy, but with TJ it was different. Seeing him like this and knowing he was enjoying what I was doing to him, made me want to do it more. I pushed him further into my mouth, sucking a little faster.

  “Danielle... That’s so good…”

  I could feel him growing harder in my mouth as his body tensed as I sucked harder. I wanted to see how far I could make him go. Usually with other guys I stopped before they would cum, but I wanted it to be different with TJ. I licked the tip slowly before taking him back into my mouth again. It didn’t take much more, because I could feel his legs start to tremble. He was letting out little groans of pleasure.

  “Danielle, stop. I’m going to cum if you don’t stop. I don’t…”

  I pushed him in my mouth as far as he would go using my lips to sheath my teeth as I sucked faster, moving up and down all the way to the back of my throat.

  “Oh fuck. Oh …”

  He was cumming now so it was too late for me to stop. I was glad I didn’t, because seeing him lose control was worth it. He was trying to concentrate on getting air in his lungs as I made my way back up his body.

  “What the hell was that? And please, do it more often,” he said, looking up at me. He liked it… a lot. I never thought I would actually say I was thrilled to give someone a blow job they would never forget.

  He was sitting up now, looking at me. “I think it’s your turn now. You still have shorts on when you’re supposed to be naked. We have to fix this right away.”

  I was on my back before I could ask TJ if he liked what just happened. It was the last thing I remember before I felt his tongue slide between my legs. I felt my entire world spin out of control, like if I was on the Tilt-a-Whirl at a carnival. It was intense. I was pretty sure I wasn’t even breathing any more. All I could feel was the pleasure run up and down my body. The only thing that I was able to remember was his tongue and the little circles he made with it until I couldn’t take it anymore. TJ was on top of me, holding himself up with his hands as his leg moved between mine, pushing them open.

  “Are you ready to scream my name again? I’m not done with you yet.”

  I could barely breath much less move. I was supposed to live through another orgasm. I wondered if my body was even capable of having another one after the first one. The sexy smile on his face was enough for me and I nodded as he slid into me.

  TJ was officially the orgasm god and I was sure of it. “Please tell me how you do that?” He didn’t respond right away, but I figured it was because he was trying to find his way back to reality.

  “Do what? What are you talking about?”

  “Are you serious? You just gave me the two best orgasms of my life! I can’t even feel my legs.” I didn’t have to see his face to know he was smiling and probably giving himself a mental pat on the back.

  “It’s not me, Danielle. It’s you. You make me do things. You make me crazy and not the bad kind of crazy. You’re a hot mess. I can’t think when you’re like this.”

  “Did you just call me a hot mess? Is this good or bad? No one ever called me a hot mess before.”

  He was laughing at my question. “No, Baby. It’s a good thing. You’re not a hot mess like ‘oh, look at her, she is a hot mess’. No you are like ‘damn, look at that hot mess! I want some of that all over me.”

  Ok, well, when he pu
t it like that I didn’t mind being his hot mess

  .

  Nineteen

  I was exhausted when I went to work the next morning.“Long night. Did I miss the invite to the wine cooler party?” Stephanie loved a party, especially if there were wine coolers. I didn’t get much sleep last night and I guess it was showing.

  “I wish, but no wine coolers. It would have made packing more fun. I guess it’s just everything, from work and moving, but I have been exhausted lately.” The past couple of weeks I had been exhausted all day. I was hoping after moving in with TJ things would settle down and I would get my energy back.

  “Well, you better get some rest because guess who is going to see Luke Bryan in concert in a month?” She was waving two tickets at me grinning from ear to ear. Stephanie knew I was secretly in love with Luke Bryan.

  “Give me those, let me see that.” I tried to reach for them, but she snapped them back holding them in the air.

  “You, Me, and Luke, front row baby! You can reach up and grab that sweet ass of his. Front row next month.” She was actually reaching up in the air as if she was grabbing his ass. Leave it to her to get into such detail, I thought.

  “How did you get those tickets, I thought they were sold out?” I snatched the tickets from her while she was still daydreaming about Luke Bryan’s ass.

  “They are sold out to everyone else, but remember, I am married to a radio man. He gets these tickets all the time and I told him I wanted them. This is the part where you thank me now and tell me how great I am.”

  “Thank you Stephanie, you are great, the best and I am so keeping your hands off of my man’s ass.” I said as I walked into my office.

  “I am not touching TJ’s ass don’t worry, I mean the guy makes me wet just looking at him, but he is yours. Now when it comes to Luke…all bets are off.”

  The thought of TJ making Stephanie wet was something I never wanted to picture. She was right though, he could make you wet just looking at him, he was that sexy. “Thanks for the mental picture Steph.”

  Fridays were always slow and I was glad. I was tired, even after two cups of coffee from Starbucks and lunch with Stephanie. I couldn’t shake the exhaustion and now to make things worse, I was starting to feel a little nauseous. It was only a little after two, but with the way I was feeling I knew I wasn’t going to get any work done. “Stephanie, I am going to leave early, I’m not feeling well. If you need me for anything that can’t wait until Monday just call me.”

  “Are you feeling ok? You have been looking a little pale the past few days.”

  I had been feeling off the past few days, but I just put it to the back of my mind because I figured it was stress. “I’ll be alright, call me if you need anything and thank you again for the tickets. You really are great.”

  “Awww, don’t worry about it, you know I wouldn’t want to see Luke with anyone else.”

  It felt like it took forever to get home. I was surprised to see TJ’s car outside, I thought he would be at work all day. All I was really worried about was getting into bed because the nausea was only getting worse by the minute.

  “Hey, what are you doing home so early?” TJ was sitting at the table when I walked in, looking just as surprised as I was to see him, just as another wave of nausea came over me.

  “I’m not feeling well, so I left early.”

  He walked toward me before I could explain anything else, lifting my face up to get a better look at me.” What’s the matter?”

  At that moment, I could feel something wanting to come up from my stomach and ran to the bathroom, sinking down to my knees hugging the toilet as I threw up.

  “Danielle, are you alright?” He was holding my hair out of the way as the nausea took over, I felt like I was about to pass out. The dry heaves finally stopped and I was able to take slow deep breaths. My entire body was weak now and the cold sweats had started. I knew walking to my bed was going to be impossible, so I tried to lie down right in front of the toilet.

  “Come here, let me take you to bed.” TJ carried me to the bed, laying me down as he sat on the edge of the bed next to me, pushing the hair away from my eyes.

  “Do you need anything, water or anything?”

  I shook my head. I couldn’t even think of swallowing anything right now for fear of it coming right back up.

  “Let me at least help you get your skirt and shoes off so you can be more comfortable.”

  I didn’t argue with him, I was too weak and didn’t want to move. He got me undressed and covered with the blankets as I started to fall asleep. It felt good to close my eyes.

  It was dark outside when I woke up. Sitting up, I looked at the clock. It was a little after nine. I sat up for a few more seconds making sure the nausea was gone before I tried to get up. I do feel better, I thought, as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed. I’d had the stomach virus before and was usually sick for a day or two, but this was different. I wasn’t feeling the need to throw up as I walked to the bathroom. I had to pee, and as I pulled my panties down to sit it hit me… I hadn’t had my period in a month plus a couple of weeks.

  Shit. Shit. Shit

  “Oh shit”. I said out loud as I was peeing. This has to be wrong, there was no way! I was probably just late, but I was never late, my body was like clockwork every month. I felt panic start to rise in me. I could be pregnant! Oh, no! What would my mom say? What would TJ say? What if he doesn’t want kids? We had never talked about it. How did this happen? I thought, as I put my hands on my forehead. “Don’t be stupid, Danni,” I thought. ‘You know how this happened, no condoms. I had to take a test first before I told anyone, I wanted to be sure. I had to go get a test right now. I couldn’t wait another minute, but I had to find a way to get out without having to explain anything to TJ. I washed my hands and got dressed quickly, putting on jeans and slipping on the first pair of shoes I could find. I didn’t want to tell TJ anything before I knew for sure and I knew if he saw me leaving, he would want to go with me to the store. I peeked outside my door. I didn’t see him or hear him and made my way to the door quietly. I was hoping he was asleep on the couch or out and wouldn’t be back until later.

  “Uhh... Where are you going?” TJ popped up from the kitchen counter. I hadn’t seen him in the kitchen because he was on the floor getting the rest of my things out of the lower cabinets.

  “I am going to see my mom.” I didn’t want him to know I was going to the store because he would ask more questions. “You can stay here and finish up what you’re doing.”

  He was looking at me, his hands on his hips before he walked over to me. “I thought you were sick? Why are you going to see your mom, shouldn’t you should be resting?”

  I couldn’t lie to him, but I was afraid to even mention the possibility of me being pregnant. “I feel much better now. I’m going to be so busy this weekend and with work I won’t see her for at least another two weeks.” It sounded convincing to me, and I thought he would believe it.

  “Well, ok. But to save you some time your mom called when you were asleep. I told her you were sick. She was going to come see you, but I told her you were fine, so she said she was going to go have dinner at some friend’s house, a Mrs. Lowery.”

  My mom never went out anywhere. Of all the times I needed her to be home I thought. “Oh, well, I am going to run to the store then.” I was opening the door when I felt his arm come over my head as he pushed the door closed, holding it with his hand.

  He looked down at me, raising an eyebrow. “Are you alright?”

  No, of course I’m not alright. I am probably pregnant, but I can’t tell you that without you running out the door freaking out. I thought, as I looked back up at him.

  “What is going on Danielle, you know you weren’t going to your mom’s. You came home practically puking in the living room, you have been exhausted and looking a little odd for a couple of weeks now. Talk to me, please.”

  My stomach was in knots. I wasn’t sure how to
explain this to him, but I guess I didn’t have a choice. He knew something was going on.

  “Can we sit down please?”

  “Sure, pick a seat, but please talk to me.”

  The couch seemed the most comfortable place to tell someone you are pregnant, so I sank into it and leaned my head back as he sat down next to me.

  “You’re starting to make me nervous, Danielle, what the hell is going on?”

  I took a deep breath. “I’m… well… I think there is a possibility… a very big possibility…” I had to take another deep breath, I sat up, pushing my back against the couch and looked at him and told him.

  “I’m pregnant...”

  There was nothing but silence and background noise from the TV as I looked up at TJ. I felt like I was going to throw up from the nerves and waiting to see his reaction. He rubbed his hands down his face, pulling off his hat, running his hands through his hair, he tossed the hat to the coffee table. The seconds felt like hours and I thought I was going to die just waiting for him to say something. “Can you say something, please I can’t take this silence.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “I haven’t had a period in a month and two weeks now. I’m never late. I was going out to get a test now before you stopped me.”

  I thought for sure he would be out the door the moment I told him, but here he was, sitting in front of me looking calmer than I was. And that made me worry even more now. How could he be so calm about this, I was freaking out?

  “Do you want to go get a test right now, I’ll go with you. We can go together.”

  “TJ––”

  “Danielle, let’s go get a test and find out for sure, ok?”

  He was right. Finding out for sure was the best option right now, so we went together and bought a pregnancy test. Actually, it was more like every pregnancy test available on the shelf.

  “I guess I have to go pee on this.” I was holding a test in my hand, a digital one because I wanted a straight yes or no answer. I didn’t want to have to guess if the line was visible or not. TJ waited for me outside the bathroom, he was nervous, because he kept pacing back and forth. It was odd having to pee on a stick. After I placed the cap back on and washed my hands, I grabbed the test and opened the door.