Chapter Twenty Two
Osi
He was leaning against Ramsay’s, well not it was their kitchen counter with a beer in his hand wishing that he could relax with his woman instead of going to a dinner-shower for the McGuire’s at the Fordes.
The purchase of the acreage was moving forward quickly and surprisingly smoothly. Ramsay, along with Bean and Ollie had gone with him to tour the area and they’d picked two sections that they particularly liked.
Bean and Ollie had arrived in Indianapolis the day after they got back from Chicago. Ollie had immediately fallen in love with the city and Bean seemed thrilled to be around the couple as they settled into their new life. Earlier this week Ollie had taken Bean to look at a horse farm on the far northside of the city. Ramsay seemed to take it all in stride, not even blinking at the idea of the jet-setters settling down here.
Last weekend, mom and Mad had arrived and they’d helped me move some of my belongings into this apartment. The rest was in storage for the time being. Ramsay had been worried about how Sapphy would react to her disappearing but after my mother sat her down and shook her finger in Ramsay’s face saying, “No more of that young lady,” things were fine. Mad and mom were delighted at the idea of the twins.
We’d invited Ollie and Bean to meet my side of the family and they’d hit it off. Too well. Bean was overwhelmed to meet Mad and she spent most of the night staring at him with a dazed expression on her face. Mad handled it well and now they were e-mailing daily.
We’d made the mistake of leaving Ollie and my mother alone and now they were planning our wedding. How this was going to work out…I had no idea and I didn’t care as long as Ramsay was happy. The crazy thing was that she seemed fine with it. I’d been watching this develop closely, waiting for her control freak side to come out but so far she had given them some directives and not interfered.
She had been very busy, between us combining households, looking at the new property and discussing the most basic of ideas with the newly hired architect and the recent visit to her new doctor. I knew that she had not worked things out with Billie. That needed to happen for the good of their friendship. They needed each other, especially now.
I’d had a meeting with Forde last week, telling him that I was scaling back on my out of town work. I wasn’t missing a minute of this pregnancy. Forde admitted that he was rethinking the management structure of Limited. He too, wanted to spend more time with his family. We left it that for now, I could refuse any and all high bond jobs. Our contract with Uncle was up in three months and he would do everything that he could to not send me on another job.
Sly was trying to find his footing within the office. It turned out that he had skills over the phone, getting people to talk. He seemed to be comfortable. Rick had been away. His daughter’s mother had been hospitalized and there was some snafu that caused Forde, Tye and Billie to fly to Charlotte to help. He had Nahla full-time for now so he was settling into being a father for more than a week or two at a time.
Ramsay came bustling into the kitchen. “Are you going to wear that?” she looked critically at my cargo shorts and black polo.
“I was,” I answered cautiously. The woman took clothing seriously.
“Okay. Do I look all right?” She turned around once.
“You look gorgeous.” I liked that she was rounder. I closed the space between us. “But you’d look better in less.” I started to slide the shoulder of her dress from her shoulder.
“No, no.” She giggled as she took a step away from me. “It took me ten minutes to find something that didn’t cling.”
“Out of all of those clothes?” I moved closer and she took another step away and I followed until her back was resting against the doorway. I dropped another kiss onto her naked shoulder.
“My body’s different every day. Soon, I’ll just cut a hole in a strip of fabric because that’s the only thing that will fit me.” She complained.
“Or you could stay naked.” I suggested and kissed her lips.
“Yeah, Edwin would really appreciate that.” She told me dryly as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
“Doesn’t matter what you have on, you’ll always be the most beautiful girl in the room.” I lifted her up by her hips and her legs encircled my waist. I then turned and carried her to the dining room table and laid her out on top of it.
“You know we eat off of this thing, right?” She’d lifted her knees, giving me a view of her upper thighs.
“Somebody’s going to do some eating right now.” I threatened as I hooked my index fingers around the sides of her panties and slid them down her legs.
“Babe,” she sounded hesitant.
I leaned over her, meeting her green gaze. “What do you need?”
“You,” she whispered. Then she shook her head as if to clear the fog. “A pillow for my back. Maybe two?”
“Be right back.” I grabbed an armload of throw pillows from the sofa.
“I could get used to being waited on all of the time.” She held out her hand for the first pillow. Then she arched her back and placed it behind her.
“Because you’ve been so ignored,” I teased.
She nodded that she was good.
I dropped the rest of the pillows onto the floor as I bend over the table and her legs.
I licked a trail from her knee to the fold where her thigh met her pussy. She was already wet for me. I didn’t tease her. I dove in, giving her kisses on her pussy. Tonguing her delicate inner folds.
“I, I’ve changed my mind,” she told me.
“What?” she wasn’t going to stop me. She wanted me to make her come.
“Want you in me, Osi. Need you.”
“Well it that would please you, princess.” I unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts, letting them fall to the floor as I stepped out of them. I was careful as I entered her. The doctor had taken great pains to explain that intercourse might become uncomfortable for Ramsay so I was being careful. “You okay?”
“I’d be better if you’d fuck me.” She growled. Being pregnant so far had not tamped down on her sex drive and I wasn’t complaining.
I set a medium fast pace, using long strokes, filling her completely then pulling almost completely out.
Jesus, she was so beautiful like this. Her eyes were closed and her golden hair was fanned out, surrounding her head. She looked like a goddess.
She gripped her knees and pulled them back. She wasn’t as flexible as before but I knew that this allowed me to go deeper. “Osi, Oh God.”
I increased my speed and shortened my strokes, she was getting close.
She opened her eyes and met mine, “You are the best ever.” She then squeezed her eyes shut and I felt her inner muscles start to squeeze my cock.
She wasn’t done coming when I felt the burn start at the base of spine and travel up my back until it felt like the back of my head was coming off.
I was careful not to collapse on top of her. I used my arms to support my upper body as I caught my breath.
“Somebody’s going to have to clean this table.” She said in a breathless voice.
“I’ll take care of it.” I don’t know if I said it aloud.
My breath was back and I was watching her.
“I’m going to need your help getting off of here.” She said with a frown.
“Only fair.” I moved to her side and slid one arm under her shoulders and the other under her knees. As I lifted her to my chest I told her, “I put you there.”
She rested her head against me as I carried her to our bathroom. “It’s hard getting used to not being able to do certain things.”
“That’s what I’m here for or just ask one of your other minions.” I gently placed her on her feet.
She started the hot water in the sink in order to clean up.
I had turned to go back to collect her panties and my shorts when she said. “Do you think that Billie will…I don’t know…hang out?”
God, she sounded so unsure and I hated that she was worried. “You need to set something up tonight.”
“I’m nervous about seeing her,” she admitted as she got a washcloth from the linen closet.
“You feel guilty.”
“I am guilty. I hurt her and then when she wanted to talk to me because she wanted to apologize, I avoided her. That was a terrible thing to do to a friend…to her.” Ramsay’s voice shook.
“Tell her that. Start the ball rolling.” I urged.
She gave me a sad smile.