Stoned (The Stone Series) (73 page)

“How do you feel?” I ask. “Better up here on deck?”

“Mmm, maybe. I don’t know what’s gotten into me. I’m fine all day but when I first wake up I just can’t help it. It’s woke me up every day we’ve been on this ship.”

“And you think it’s just the ship?”

“It must be, what else could it be?”

“We’ll see how you are in the morning” I say with a smile on my face, not because I know she’s going to wake up puking again tomorrow but because of why she’s going to wake up with morning sickness.

The following morning I am the first to wake in, I can’t sleep with the sun shining in my eyes. Sydney wakes a half hour later, I’m sitting in a chair near the side of the deck where I know she’s going to run to throw up over the side. Sure enough as she awakens she runs to the side of the ship and starts to puke overboard. I grab her around the waist to steady her and I wrap her hair into my fist to hold it out of her face. When she’s done she looks at me and asks, “Damian what do you think is wrong with me?”  

“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with you, baby. I just think you’re pregnant.”

“What are you talking about?” she screams at me.

“Pregnant, I think you’re having a baby, my baby, our baby.”

“I can’t be pregnant; I just had my period when we were in California.”

“Yeah? For what, a day? I wouldn’t even have known you had it if I didn’t try to take a piss when you were in the bathroom and you freaked out on me. You never complained of cramps, a headache, nothing. You weren’t moody or irritable, I think you’re pregnant, Syd.”

“How can I be pregnant? I’m on the pill. Isn’t the whole point of taking them to prevent you from getting pregnant?”

“Yes, if you take them every day at the same time and you don’t miss any. Have you missed any?” I ask assuming she didn’t take any when we were apart after she found out about her mother and I. I was in a fog and I know she was too, if it were me who was taking the pill I never would have remembered during those days.

“I may have forgotten a few when we were broken up” she admits confirming my suspicions. I cut her off, “We were never broken up. We spent a few days apart so you could process unsettling information but we never broke up.”

“Okay, fine whatever. I missed a few I guess but then I got back on track and I had my period just the other week. Get me my cell so I can check my app” she orders me and I chuckle as I reach for her phone. I hand it to her and she scrolls through her apps until she finds the one she needs.

“See, right here? Nine more days till I get my period again. I had it on September 23
rd
and it ended on the 24
th
. Hmm, okay I admit that’s not usual but I’m sure it’s just my system getting back on track after I had missed a few days taking the pill.”

“Okay, whatever you say, baby. Just so you know, I hope you’re wrong, I hope you’re pregnant.”

“What? You do?”

“I do.” I pull her into my arms and kiss her, she melts into me but then I feel her body grow tense again.

“I don’t know if I’m ready for that, Day. I mean we’ve only known each other for five months.”

“What does that matter?”

“It’s still new between us. What if it doesn’t work out? We’ll have a baby together, then what?”

“We’re together forever; we’re going to work out. Now no more talk about this. I didn’t mean to upset you. Let’s just enjoy our day and we’ll deal with this in nine days if you don’t get your period. I could be wrong, you know?”

“When have you ever been wrong about anything?”

“Not often, baby, not often” I say with a smile from ear to ear.

************

Damian and I head back to our cabin to shower and get ready for the day. I can’t focus on anything but thoughts of being pregnant. What am I going to do if he’s right? I love him and I want us to end up together but after only five months can he really know that we’ll survive the test of time? I don’t want to do to my child what my parents did to me; I don’t want my child to have divorced parents. Damian notices my inattention in the shower and grasps me around the waist and whispers into my ear, “Stop thinking about this for the next few days, please. It’s going to be fine either way. Let’s just enjoy our last few days with just each other before we have to head back to the real world.”

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry. I just can’t understand how this could have happened.”

“Baby, we have more sex then rabbits and you didn’t take your pill for what? How long?”

“Ah, about a week I guess. Oh, fuck. A week.”

“Baby, it’s going to be okay. We’ll make decisions when we know for sure, okay? But for now it’s going to be okay, let it go and enjoy this” I say as I start to kiss her neck and run my soapy hands all over her body.

“That’s how all this happened, you know?”

“Mmm, yes, I do. But if it’s done, it’s done. It’s not like I can get you more pregnant.”

He’s got a point so I allow my treacherous body the pleasure of his touch.

Damian and I spend a portion of our day exploring the underwater world on a deep-sea adventure before we sit back and relax on the white sand of a private beach . We even allow ourselves the pleasure of a relaxing massage on the beach. With the tension I have over my possible pregnancy I need it. 

We arrive back on “The Stone” for dinner and to disembark. We cuddle on the deck and enjoy a light meal of cheese and crackers, fruits and vegetables. Then we watch a movie on Damian’s lap top before turning in for the night. Before we go to bed Damian checks his email and I send some texts to Drea, my dad and Parker.

As I have every other morning on this ship I awake to rush into the bathroom and puke my guts out. Damian hears me and rushes to my side. “Baby, if this keeps up much longer you’re going to waste away to nothing.”

“I know but I can’t help it. This sucks, Day. I just hope I’ll be better once we’re on land again. Are we heading back home?”

“In a bit, one more stop first, we’ll be in the city in two days, only one more morning that you have to wake up on the ship, okay?”

“Let’s hope this goes away by then.”

We spend the day on the deck in the sun. Damian is a gorgeous bronze color and he has a few streaks of natural highlights in his dark hair. He is laying on his back with his hands behind his head the way he had them the night when we made love with me on top and completely in control. His chest is bare and his shorts are slung low on his hips giving me a sight I can barely resist. I sit there and look at him just thinking about running my tongue down his happy trail into his pants and over his rock solid erection. I think his eyes are closed and he must be asleep but I can’t see his eyes through his sunglasses. When he sees me lick my lips he smiles and asks, “Anything I can help you with?” and I pounce on him, he wasn’t asleep after all.

“I think you may be getting friskier in your condition.”

“I don’t have a condition” I snap at him and grasp his lower lip in my teeth. He flips me onto my back and pulls at the string holding my bikini top together. His mouth clamps down around my nipple and I cringe. “What’s the matter, did I hurt you?” he asks.

“Yes, no, I don’t know. My nipple just feels…”

“Feels, what? Tender? Sore?”

“Fuck, Day, yes, okay? I think I’m pregnant” I sigh.

“Yeah, I know baby, so do I.”

He leans over me and instead of sucking or nipping at my tender breasts he licks them, soothing them with his tongue then letting the warm air and wind harden them. I run my fingers through his hair and his hands untie the sides of my bottoms, pulling the material away from my body so I am laying under him naked. He makes no attempt to take off his own clothes; instead he kisses his way down my body, over my flat belly that may contain our growing child. He kisses my belly and lets his hands rest there for a few seconds before he continues his way south. He spreads my thighs with his strong hands and kisses the inside of each of them, nipping a little with each kiss. I close my eyes to the sun and relax as his fingers work their magic. Damian runs his nose up my tightly closed slit before using his fingers to open me up to him. His tongue follows and he dips it inside my body. He raises and looks at me as he licks his lips before diving his full mouth onto my sex. He licks both sides of my lips and sucks each one into his mouth, I can feel them swelling and filling with desire. I moan when his pointer finger runs from my clit to my tight pucker then back again. When it lands on my clit he makes a few circles then dips inside me to make me slicker. I raise my hips and beg him to make me come but he just laughs. He pinches my clit between his thumb and index finger and I am so close, all it will take is just a few more touches but he’s too attuned to my body not to know that. Instead he blows up and down my inner channel causing me to cry out his name.

“I can’t wait to taste you come in my mouth. You may come when you’re ready now, baby” he finally says before he covers me with his mouth and laps at me. My clitoris is hard and tight and I am flooding his mouth with my juices. I run my hands into his hair and hold his head in place, he moans into my body and when his tongue swirls in circles over my clit I explode with a cry. He sucks at me and drinks me in until my body is sated. He stands in front of me and I sit up. I reach for his shorts and unsnap them. I pull the zipper down one rung at a time while he licks me off his lips with a satisfied look on his face and a growing need for his own release in his eyes.

“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy” he moans as he plunges his hands into my hair and holds my head tightly.

I free him from his shorts and lick his engorged head in slow circles until he begins to pump his hips, begging for more. I take him into my mouth and suck gently at first but then I grow hungry for his come and I suck harder. He holds my head but doesn’t force himself down my throat, I take him, deep and he moans as his knees begin to buckle slightly.

“Yeah, deeper baby, that’s my girl. Fuck, you suck so fucking good. You’re going to make me come in your mouth. That mouth is so sweet just like your pussy. Is that what you want, baby? You want to make me come for you?”

“Mmm” I moan and Damian’s hips start to pump along with my rhythm. I grab him at the root with one hand and start to pump him into my mouth while my other hand becomes his undoing. I slide my other hand under his balls and cup them both then I rub my finger between them, all the way to his tight puckered entrance. When I circle him there he begins to spurt, his hot come filling my mouth. “Ah. Ah. Fuck. I’m. Coming. Ah. Ah” he moans through each spasm. I take every last drop then lick his tip before letting him go. I lick my lips as I look up at him from under my eyelashes and smile. He leans down and kisses me. I can taste myself on him and I know he tastes his come on my tongue. We moan into each other and he falls alongside me and pulls me into his arms.

“Just promise me it will always be like this, you and I, okay. I can handle anything if we’re together and like this” I tell him and he inhales my hair and promises this and more, better…and I trust him.

I awake on our final morning on the ship only feeling mildly sick to my stomach, an improvement from the vomiting sessions upon awakening the last few days. Damian stirs next to me and pulls my body tighter to his as he moans and kisses the back of my head.

“Feeling okay this morning?” he asks.

“Yeah, so maybe a false alarm. Maybe I just needed to get my sea legs.”

“Mmm, maybe” he sighs as he gets out of bed and heads into the bathroom, I follow him. We wordlessly shower and get ready to leave the ship and head back to the jet. Once aboard my curiosity gets the best of me and I start pestering him as to where we are heading next.

“I’ve been thinking of buying a cabin upstate so I rented it for the next few days. We can eat outside by a fire, go fishing, and lounge around on a hammock. If we like it I’ll make an offer and we can go there to get away from the city anytime we want. I need to be back into the office by the end of the week so we’ll only stay a night or two.”