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Authors: Joanna Blake
I was pacing back and forth, ready to explode.
“No. It’s been hours. She saw the girls and she thought it was my old life. And now she’s out there, pregnant and upset.”
Silence.
“Okay, text me her number. I will track her phone. Give me ten minutes, And try to calm down.”
I hung up, and gripped the edge of the countertop like it was an anchor.
The seconds ticked by as we all sat there. Jan kept saying it was her fault but I was too distraught to console her. Thankfully Olivia was outside with Char. She would have picked up on my fear immediately.
The phone rang and I jumped on it.
“Okay, she’s at 415 Philomenia Drive.”
I was about to write it down.
“That’s their old house. Why would she go there?”
“Maybe she forgot something.”
I shook my head. That wasn’t it. She was thinking about moving back in. Away from me.
“Thanks Joss. I owe you.”
“No, you don’t.”
I hung up and did something I hadn’t done since the accident. Since I met Lexi.
I drove way too fast.
Lexi
I pulled up another clump of daffodil bulbs. My mother had planted them when I was just a girl. I wanted to take them with me.
I could replant them at Trent’s house.
No. I wanted to replant them at our house.
I smiled, wrapping the bulbs in newspaper. I was pretty sure I’d gotten most of them. There were maybe a few left. That would be nice too. To know they were growing, even without us being here.
I moved over to my favorites, the peonies, digging up the roots. The huge pink flowers showed up every spring. I always brought a few into the house. They made me feel rich and glamorous, even just for a few weeks every year.
I felt a prickling sensation on the back of my neck and turned.
Trent was standing behind me, staring at me with a look of angry disbelief.
“Trent? What’s wrong?”
“Where have you been? I’ve been calling you for hours.”
“Oh, sorry. My phone ran out of juice.”
I pulled it out of my pocket and showed it to him.
“Why did you leave?”
“I needed to think. I think I needed to say goodbye. We kind of left in a hurry last time.”
I held up the bag.
“And I dug up some of my mothers bulbs. I though I could plant them in the back near the pool.”
He looked confused now, not angry. I smiled at him.
“You know, to put down roots.”
He closed his eyes, breathing heavily.
“I thought you left me.”
“Oh.”
He opened his eyes and I smiled brightly at him.
“Well, I didn’t.”
“I thought when you saw Jan and Bri you might have assumed the worst.”
“What, that you had a relationship with one or both of them? I did. Then I realized it didn’t matter. That was before. You’re with me now. Right?”
His voice was hoarse.
“Right. But I didn’t. Have a relationship with either of them. They are my friends.”
He gave me a lopsided smile.
“You probably noticed that I’m not their type anyway.”
I laughed, relieved that he wasn’t angry anymore.
“I did.”
He walked towards me, pulling me into his arms. He stared into my eyes, his face serious.
“Never scare me like that again.”
“I won’t.”
“Promise me.”
I nodded, trying to set him at ease. He was clearly out of his mind with worry.
“I promise.”
“Good. Because if you do, I will tie you to my bed and never let you out again.”
My jaw dropped. I realized that he meant every word of it. He grabbed my ass, yanking me against his arousal.
“Trent!”
I was laughing but I was elated inside. Not that I wanted him to be scared. But it proved that he really did love me.
“In fact…”
He lifted me up, carrying me and my flowers towards the car.
“Where are you taking me?”
“Home. I think I have some rope in the garage.”
“That’s not funny, Trent!”
He loaded me into the passenger seat, locking my seatbelt into place.
“I’m not joking.”
Trent
The look on her face was priceless. I’d tricked her. But I didn’t care.
She’d said yes.
“You’re mine. Say it.”
She was gasping, out of breath as I plunged in and out of her writhing body.
“Yes- yes!”
I stopped, my cock pulled out to the very edge of her pussy lips. I felt her body grasp at me and smiled.
“That’s not what I asked.”
“What- oh God please Trent!”
I grinned at her. People could probably hear us. I didn’t care.
“You’re mine.”
I slipped back in part way.
“Hmmmfff… oh God yes I am yours.”
“That’s right Lexi. Good girl. Now you can have your reward.”
She groaned as I started fucking her in earnest. I went faster now, bringing her to a frenzy. She was wild beneath me. Hair tangled, cheeks flushed, her eyes glazed with lust.
Absolutely fucking perfect.
“Are you ready sweetheart?”
She moaned beneath me, her hips bucking wildly.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
I grasped her hips, working my cock in a small circle again and again. I knew the exact spot inside her that would bring the most pleasure. That would drive her completely out of her mind.
She came almost instantly, her pussy clenching around me in satin waves. I tried to hold out, to make it last, but she felt too good.
Besides, we had guests waiting outside.
I grunted as my orgasm overtook me. My head fell back as lightning seemed to shoot out of my dick. That’s how it was with her.
It felt electric.
It felt biblical.
It felt fucking epic.
On and on it went, my cock pulsing out my seed. Finally, I collapsed on top of her, careful not to crush her with my weight. I kissed her beautiful face.
She blinked up at me, looking deliciously dazed. Anyone who looked at her would know she’d been thoroughly loved. They’d know she belonged to me.
“
Now
we can go back to the party.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Lexi
The house was lit up, with people standing around and talking everywhere. A few cater waiters walked through the house, holding up trays of champagne and hors d’oeuvres.
“What is going on? Why are there so many people here?”
“It’s an engagement party.”
“What? Whose?”
He looked at me, his eyes hard. He hadn’t spoken on the ride home. I’d tried. But he was still upset.
Really, really upset.
“Ours.”
My jaw must have dropped. I was in shock as he ushered me through the house. I saw my friends from the hospital. Mrs. Keeley was here too. I waved limply but he kept propelling me forward.
Right towards the bedroom.
“Trent? What are you doing?”
He ignored me completely, addressing the party.
“We’ll be out in an hour. Or two.”
Then he shut the door. And locked it.
I backed away as he turned to stare at me.
“You made me worry.”
“I- I’m sorry.”
He smiled coldly.
“You will be.”
He pushed me backwards towards the bed, gently laying me on it. Then he pulled my clothes off. He wasn’t rough, but he wasn’t gentle either. I felt so shy with all the people out there but I didn’t stop him. I started to get nervous when he reached into a drawer and pulled out four ties.
“Trent, you can’t be serious.”
“Oh, but I am. Give me your wrist.”
I stalled, hoping he would relent. But he didn’t. He just waited. Finally I decided to appease him. I held out my wrist and he smiled, wrapping the tie around it. Then he pulled it upwards, attaching it to the metal bed frame.
One by one he attached my limbs to the bed. Then slowly he started to strip.
“Trent…”
He pulled his shirt off.
“There are people out there.”
He pulled his pants off. His cock sprang out. It was hard. I could see that there was a glistening drop of moisture at the tip. I licked my lips.
“That’s the right idea.”
He brought his cock to my lips.
“Lick.”
I did. He tasted salty and hot against my tongue.
“More.”
I tried to take him into my mouth, knowing that was what he wanted. But he was so big, I could only fit the first inch or two. We hadn’t tried this yet. We’d been too busy doing… other things.
“Hmmm… that’s nice. Don’t stop.”
He reached down, his fingers toying with me. I moaned and his cock slipped into my mouth a bit further. I worked him with my tongue as he brought me to the brink with his fingers. He shifted his weight, crawling on top of me and facing my feet. His cock pressed deeper into my mouth. I found I could handle it at this depth.
In fact, I was craving it.
His mouth found me as we 69’d. His tongue lapped at my bare pussy, sending shivers up and down my spine. His cock in my mouth, the fluttering touch of his tongue against my clit, the scraping of his firm abs against my sensitive nipples…
It was too much.
I was cuming.
“Uh, uh, uh.”
He scolded me, lifting his head up and blowing cool air on my sex. He pressed his cock further into my mouth with a grunt. I slurped at it, hoping he would go back to what he was doing.
“No cuming for you. Not until I get an answer. I want you to nod yes or no, okay?”
“Hmmmfffff…”
He chuckled, circling his hips, fucking my mouth gently.
“I’m not always good with words. But I am good with this.”
I groaned, the sound muffled by the enormous cock in my mouth. That was the understatement of the century. His tongue flicked against my clit, bringing me to the edge again.
“One simple question… will you marry me? That means no running away again. No leaving. You belong to me. Forever. Yes or no?”
I groaned as his tongue explored my soaking wet pussy. He was relentless, working me into a frenzy. I nodded frantically.
“Hmmmmfff!”
He stopped abruptly, turning around on the bed. He smiled at me.
“Good.”
He grabbed his cock with one hand, pressing in into me. I was desperate for him. I needed this. Now.
I felt something cold slip over my finger and looked up.
Trent was grinning at me as he slowly started to fuck me.
Past his face, I saw a big, sparkling diamond on my left hand.
My eyes grew wide as he picked up his pace, giving me a gentle but very, very thorough pounding.
He wanted to marry me.
People were laughing in the other room as he slid in and out of my writhing body. This was the most embarrassing, hot, sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me.
Or,
to
me.
Both.
He wanted to marry me.
And I’d said yes.
Six (and a half) Months Later
Trent
I paced back and forth in the waiting room. It was ironic in a way. We’d started in a hospital. And here we were again.
A different hospital this time of course.
For a much happier reason.
My bride to be had surprised us all with a little present- two weeks early. They were doing something to her- prepping her for delivery. I hadn’t wanted to leave but she’d waved me off, cool as a cucumber.
Joss kept texting me. He wanted to see the baby before any of the other guys in our unit. He said Chan wanted to see it too. I laughed. Stone Face and Ass Floss. Two Godfathers for our baby girl.
If she ever made an appearance.
Lexi’s water had burst this morning on her way to a meeting at the Nurses’ Scholarship Fund. She might not be actively nursing anymore, but she still worked hard. Her focus now was helping nurses in need and running a charity that provided scholarships for nursing students.
All that on top of helping me design some furniture for the babies room and encouraging me to work on my music. All of which had led to performing an occasional gig around LA.
She was basically a super hero in the flesh.
I heard her moan and I pushed the door open.
“I’m okay. It’s just a contraction.”
I stared dumbfounded at the nurse who was shaving between Lexi’s legs.
“That’s why I left the room? I could have done that.”
I grinned at my fiancé.
“I’d love to do that.”
She giggled and the nurse shook her head, looking slightly scandalized.
Then Lexi moaned again and I ran to her side. The nurse wiped off the soap and water, paging the doctor.
“I think it’s time.”
“What? Now?”
“Some babies come quickly. Others take their time. This one seems to be in a hurry.”
Lexi giggled.
“Just like her daddy.”
After that it was a blur. I stood by Lexi’s side, encouraging her to breath and relax. She pushed down when the doctors said to. She was in pain. I hated it. Thankfully it didn’t last all that long. On the fifteenth push, a baby girl came sliding out.
My baby.
Ours.
I watched in awe as they cleaned her off, handing the wriggling bundle to my glowing fiancé. How she looked this good after that was beyond me. But like always, she was beautiful.
Our daughter’s puffy pink face was crunched into a ball as she let out a wail. I laughed. She had my lungs.
Her eyes opened and she stared up at us.
But thank goodness, she had her mother’s eyes.
DEEP
Joanna Blake
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