All the mental discussion I’ve had with her about the possibility of her pregnancy was nothing, compared to the real life discussion.
The way she had said it, “The Baby”. I swear my chest tore out, open Baby.
She must know what I was going through at that moment because she chose to be quiet.
“We could go for a test. I want to really know and stop guessing” she said and I weaved my fingers with hers and kissed her knuckles.
“I’m sorry for what I did” I told her, I hoped she would understand how much it hurts me, to live with decision.
“To be honest, I’ve had several fantasies of carrying our baby” she murdered lazily.
I raised a brow and she laughed.
“Look at you, you’re so sexy. Haven’t you wondered what our children would look like?”
I nodded my head and confessed.
“I have”
“I’m not angry. I’m glad”
“Why?”
“You made the decision for me, yet I wanted it and I wouldn’t have told you. I wouldn’t have stopped taking the contraceptive ”
“Why?”
“Unhealthy mental conditions. From my work, pregnancy does things to a body. Things that would be detected and hard to get rid of. It could ruin my career as a model. Actress… Not so much, but a model, almost certainly ”
I squeezed her hand and kissed her. She moaned and I was glad the driver had pulled into the computer.
“Leave ” I told him.
“Yes sir” he opened the door and went home.
I pulled her into my lap, and I traced my fingers across her lips. They were soft and inviting, mine.
I kissed her, slowly and hungrily.
I wanted all of her, I wanted her too bad I didn’t know if I could work up the nerve to keep myself from cumming as I carried her into the house.
“What are you thinking?” She asked and slipped her fingers between us and shifted my trouser’s waist band and she grabbed my cock.
I gritted my teeth as she worked her way, squeezed and moving her hand in the space that could allow.
“If you keep doing this, I’ll cum in pants like little bitch” I said and she laughed a very sexy and unnerving laugh.
She climbed off my laps and she pulled my trouser down, enough to let my cock be free and she brought her mouth down.
I gritted my teeth bracing myself.
“Do you want to see what this mouth can do?” She asked with a twinkle in her eyes, my cock was just merely inches away from her and she paid it no attention, just focused solely on my eyes.
“Yes.. please” I gasped.
She spat on her finger and started massaging my shaft, from the tip to the base, untill I was rock hard and when she finally decided I was hard enough, she brought her mouth down and took me to a realm of pleasure.
“Uh, Jenna!” I yelled, gripping the headrest and trying to keep my hard and strong hands away from her head, scared that I would squeeze too hard.
I broke and my cum went flying, on her face.
She giggled but it was nothing but sexy, not funny, down right sexy.
I grabbed her and pulled her dress upwards. My fingers dig into her pantie and when she protested that she likes it apart, I snarled and tore it apart.
“I can’t… Control… Myself” I blurted out bit my bit as I position my cock in her wet and sweat entrance and slowly lowered her to sit on it.
She wiggled her lips and I threw my head back, the pleasure sent jolts of electric waves through me.
“I’m not planning on cumming instantly after I entered into you, it’ll be a shame not to enjoy every single bit of you before I reach my release”
She wriggled again and I held her tight.
“Stop” I growled.
“I see that I’ve got you tight around my fingers” she teased and I started thrusting upwards, keeping her from moving.
Her mouth parted and her eyes rolled backwards and yet, my hands were matched onto her waist like titanium bolts, I would not her try to get the pleasure off by moving.
“Please” she begged. “Christian.. uh, please”
“Now, who was has gotten who tight around whose fingers?”
“I’m sorry. Please” she tried to grind her lips on me and it was to no avail, I would not let her and yet I didn’t stop fucking her.
She cried out from pleasure and she tried again. This time I released her and she pinned me to the chair and started grinding against me, very hard and fast. I didn’t need to move.
“Oh, Jenna” I cried out my release after she had found hers. She was panting as if he had ran for several miles.
I kissed the top of her forehead, easing her and bringing her back to me. She smiled lazily after she raised her head up and she dressed properly and her me carry her to the bedroom.
“We’ll go for a test tomorrow” I whispered in her ears. She snored lightly in response and I chuckled, not loud enough to stir her from her slumber. I took off her clothes and took off mine but I didn’t sleep beside her, not even when her naked body was tempting me to come and wrap my hands around it.
I went to the study and tried to catch up on work, I couldn’t sleep. Marcellino’s taunts still haunted me, he hadn’t even told me who he had in my mind so there was no way I could stop this madness, of discussing Jenna’s betrothal to another man.
I had given him the money and it would not run out soon, but if it does, I would have to give him again and again and again, untill when?
My mind drifted to the sleeping beauty in my bed and I knew that I would do anything for her, whatever what ever the price I had pay to keep her.
I would even pay in blood to make sure she’s with me at the end.