8
I can’t believe I had sex with Viper, twice yesterday. When he showed up late last night. I could tell in his eyes, that he was drinking and he came to see me and not that bitch face Destiny. I admit it made me giddy inside, knowing he came here instead. My pussy is deliciously sore today.
Tonight, is my first night working at Club Edge, Anthony the owner is sweet. Poor guy doesn’t seem to have any luck with finding the right ladies, that’s for sure. We ended up talking for a bit, and the guy has been through hell with his ex’s.
I’m going to be keeping track of the paperwork in the office for him because he has two other clubs he owns, he can’t be everywhere all the time. He knows that I have a good record and Anna might have tipped him off that, I’m a hard worker. On top of that, I’m getting paid more than what I was making at the club too. So, it’s a win-win. I don’t have to see Destiny’s face again, and I get more money. I haven’t heard from Dalton yet, I was sure he would text or call or do something after yesterday, but nope. It stings a little that he hasn’t taken the time to talk to me. My stomach starts turning for some reason, and I feel the puke go to my throat. I run to the bathroom. I’m heaving and puking over the toilet.
When I’m finished, I flush the toilet and brush my teeth, then washing my hands off. Since I found out that I’m pregnant. I’ve been having little issues with morning sickness. I open the cupboard in the bathroom looking for something for my stomach, I don’t want to end up calling in on my first day saying, ‘Sorry, can’t make it. I’m pregnant and the morning sickness is rough’ that wouldn’t make a good impression. I move a few things around looking to see if I have Tums or something. With me being pregnant, can I take tums? Oh, my God. How can I not know this? I’m already a horrible mother.
“Oh, my God,” I utter out in shock. My brain isn’t working fast at the moment with the knowledge that I’m pregnant, and the baby won’t be able to survive in my body because I’m not able to carry a fetus. My eyes burn. This can’t be happening to me again. I can’t lose another baby. I’m scared to death. I remember when I woke up with blood between my legs, I knew I lost the baby. It almost killed me and telling Viper was the hardest thing, I had to do in my life. He was so broken, and I don’t want him to end up going through that again. My body is broken. I can’t give him the child he wants. My body hates me.
Maybe, I should take another test to be sure. I know I have one in this cupboard somewhere. I search around for it, and I see it.
I take a deep breath and grab the test, ripping the package that holds the test and slips it out in my hand. I walk over to the toilet and take my pants down letting them fall to my feet and lean over the toilet. My bladder is aching with the need to relieve myself. I put the test between my legs and pee on the stick. After I’m done, I put the cap back on the top of the test and put the timer on that came with the test. Now, it’s the waiting game, three long minutes to know the what fate has in store for me.
I wash my hands again, and I put the cover down on the toilet, and I just sit there with my head in my hands, trying to think of what to do if it turns out I am pregnant. Do I tell Viper? Of course, the baby, if I’m pregnant would be his. I haven’t been with anyone else but him. I’m lost in thought then I hear the ping of the timer go off. My nerves are so out of whack right now. I feel like I’m going to be sick again. I close my eyes and take a deep breath in and try to relax a little before even looking at the results.
Once I’m calm down a bit, I open my eyes and move closer to the little stick that can change everything in my life, simple as one or two pink lines. I grab the test not even looking at it, I’m staring at myself in the mirror. “You can do this, Tammy,” I tell myself in the mirror. I finally look down and my stomach drops, the two lines are clearly there, I’m pregnant. The tears fill my eyes because I know the fate of this pregnancy. It’ll be the same as the other pregnancy, I had. Give me something to be happy about and then snatch it away.
“Oh, my God. What am I going to do?” I mumble out into my empty echoing bathroom. I drop to my knees and sob for what I know will happen. I don’t usually pray but at this moment, where I was so desperate for answers. I prayed, and I prayed hoping someone will answer me. The bathroom is filled with silence, only my rough breathing can be heard. I close my eyes. I need to figure out what the hell I’m going to do. I need to be at work in an hour in a half, and I can’t show up with my eyes red and puffy. I get up off the floor and wipe my eyes and stand straight. I head to my room to get ready for work with my mind all over the place.
I got to work a few minutes early to meet up with Anthony so, he could show me the ropes. There’s a guy behind the bar cleaning glasses, his head snaps up like he knows I’m standing there. He has a grin on his face, while he looks me up and down. Oh boy, this should be fun.
“Hey Sweetheart, what can I get you?” he purrs licking his lips.
“Umm, I’m here to see Anthony for the manager job,” I mention and his eyes widen a bit. He stands straight and looks behind me. Is there someone behind me? Just then a deep voice carries from behind me.
“Grant, what are you doing? Don’t tell me that you’re flirting with the new manager.”
Grant starts shaking his head and goes back to cleaning the glasses. I turn around, and I come face to face with my boss. He gives a warm smile.
“It’s good to see you again, Tammy. Thanks for coming in, I hope that you enjoy working here and remember if anything bothers you, let me know, and I’ll take care of it right off the bat.” He says, then he comes closer and whispers so Grant can’t hear. “If Grant does anything let me know. He’s mostly just a huge flirt, but I don’t want him to make you feel uncomfortable,” he adds. I nod my head and give him a smile of my own.
“I’ll let you know if anything happens, but I’m sure I can handle Grant,” I say, and Anthony smirks.
“I’m sure you can,” he chuckles.
Anthony shows me where the office is. It’s spacious and has nice colors so, it’s not depressing, like high school classroom colors. God, I hated that about high school, the dull blah colors. It made the day long and boring seeing the same old colors all the time.
After Anthony showed me everything, he had to leave. He left me his phone number in case anything gets out of hand tonight but he said that everyone is pretty good with their jobs so, there’s no trouble, usually. I have my fingers crossed, hoping everything goes smooth for my first night.
I head out to the bar area, and Grant is behind the bar, checking the alcohol before we open to make sure he doesn’t have to go in the back for more bottles.
“Hi Grant,” I say, and he turns to me and smiles shyly at me rubbing the back of his neck.
“Hi, I just want to let you know that if I did anything to make you feel uncomfortable. I’m sorry.” He mumbles, and it’s my turn to smile.
“Don’t worry about it. It didn’t make me uncomfortable,” I mention, and he perks up and chuckles.
“Can I have your phone number?” he asks with a grin and wiggles his eyebrows at me, and I full out laugh at him. God, he’s such a dork. I shake my head at him chuckling.
“Sorry, no can do, bud, but I’m sure you’ll do good on the numbers tonight,” I say with a wink, and he grins.
“Is there something I can get you?” I nod my head because I’m thirsty as hell right now.
“Do you have bottle water or maybe orange juice?” I ask, and he raises a questioning brow at me.
“Number one, I’m working. Number two,” I say leaning forward, and he does the same, “I’m pregnant,” I whisper out, and he gasps lightly.
“Shit, I was hitting on a MILF.” Right there I’m like in shock by what he just said. It takes me a minute to understand what the hell MILF means and I chuckle after Thomas explains what it means.
“So, can I get that water or orange juice. Whichever you have back there,” I ask. He nods and grabs one of each and hands them to me. I look at him puzzled when I asked just for one.
“You're pregnant, you’ll need both I’m sure. With the heat that this club puts off, I’m sure you’ll need it. Orange juice is good for the baby.” He mentions, and I can’t help myself and ask him how in the hell he knows this.
“How do you know all this?” I ask, and he chuckles.
“My sister was pregnant last year, and she mentioned that she had to drink plenty of water and orange juice. Oh, and you have to eat eggs too,” he says, and I shake my head. I need to get back to the office and go through some more paperwork.
I’m going through some paperwork when there’s a knock at the door. I sigh and stretch my back as I sit up. “Come in,” I yell over the music that’s pumping in the club. The door opens, and Viper comes marching in with a pissed off look on his face.
“Why didn’t you tell me you quit?” he asks. I sigh heavily as I look down at the paperwork I’ve been working on for two hours. I look back up to Viper. He’s waiting for my answer through narrow eyes.
“I didn’t want to work there anymore, having to see you and Destiny all over each other every night was getting old. I didn’t want to be anywhere around you both. So, no I didn’t think I would have to tell you that I was quitting because you have no say about my job.” I hiss out at him, and he grunts in reply.
“You could have still told me. When I got to the club and you weren’t there, I got worried,” he says his voice lighter. I slump my shoulders and take a breath.
“I’m sorry you were worried about me but I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself.” I mention and he gives a tight nod. I’m looking at him and I feel like shouting out that I’m pregnant but I can’t do that. I can’t give him hope when there isn’t any to give. I know the fate of this baby inside me. It will have the same fate as the other, no chance at all at happiness. I clear my throat and blink my eyes a few times to stop myself from releasing the tears, that so badly want to escape.
I notice my juice and water bottle are both empty, damn it. I need something to drink. I need to head out to the bar. I get up from the chair and walk around the desk and to the door. Viper lightly grabs my arm stopping me. I halt and look up at him.
“Where are, you going?” he asks.
“I have to go out to the bar to get something, if you want to follow me go ahead.”
He doesn’t say anything and he walks behind me as I make my way down the hall to the entrance of the club. There’s lots of people here already for nine-thirty, the music is pumping loud around us. Grant’s working hard at the bar giving out drink orders, there’s a girl working with him tonight as well. Thank God, poor Grant, would be besides him with the amount of running around he would’ve had to do if he was alone.
I make my way towards Grant, I put my hand on the bar and tap it with my hand. His head snaps up and he smiles. Grant seems like a really nice guy after he stopped trying to flirt with me every second. I don’t feel Viper near me and I turn around and he takes a seat at the bar at the other end, what the hell is up his ass?
Grant comes over and leans on the bar. “So, what can I get you doll face?” he asks and I chuckle, he’s like a brother you want to slap the shit out of sometimes.
“I need another bottle of water, please,” I shout over the music. He nods and turns away to get the bottle. I notice Viper staring at Grant and Grant seems to notice it too because he looks from me to Viper then back to me and he has a devilish grin on his face. Oh crap, he’s in for it now.
“Who is the macho dude that keeping staring at me?” he asks placing the bottle in front of me. I take the bottle and twist the cap off, taking a gulp of water. My throat feeling refreshed now.
“That dude would be my ex and the father of my baby,” Grants eyes go wide, and I panic, shit.
“He doesn’t know that I am yet. So, keep your trap shut,” I mention giving him a stern look. He nods his head. Everyone at the bar has their drinks, so Grant stays talking to me for a few minutes then I feel someone behind me. I turn to see Viper there glaring at Grant.
“I hope you know that she’s taken and you have no chance in fucking hell of getting with her,” he barks out over the music and Grant puts his hands up in the air.
“Woah, chill dude, we were just talking.”
“Viper, stop it. Grant works here too. You don’t have to go all cave man on me.” I hiss at him.
“I just wanted to let him know where he stands,” Viper grunts out and I shake my head. It doesn’t matter what I tell him, he has it stuck in his little head of his that I’m his and that’s, that.
Viper takes a seat beside me not trusting Grant. I can’t help but giggle under my breath and Viper raises a brow. “What’s so funny?” he asks.
“Oh, nothing.” He grunts at my reply and I chuckle even more at him. God, it’s too funny to see him like this, all protective and cave-man like. He’s been like that since day one and he’s never going to change, but that is one of the things I fell in love with him for, his protectiveness.
Viper and Grant chat for a bit and I mention I have to get back to the office in back and Viper stands up to come with me but I put my hand up. “No, you can stay here. I won’t be able to get any work done with you standing over me,” I say and he pouts a little, big baby. I shake my head and chuckle. I slide off the stool and make my way to the office through a hoard of people.
I can’t wait to get home; my back and feet are killing me.
It’s almost eleven when I’m done all the paperwork, poor Anthony was a little behind on it. At least now it’s all caught up and things should be a little smoother now. There’s another knock at the door and I don’t even bother saying ‘come in’ I know it’s Viper and he’s going to come in no matter what.
The door opens and Viper’s head pops in. “Hey, you ready to head out? Grant told me you work till eleven and then you're done,” he says and I nod my head because I just want to get home and put my feet up and relax my back. There’s a knot right in the middle of my back. I’ll have to remember for next time to bring a pillow or something.
“Can I come to your place? We need to talk, Tammy,” he says, and I know he’s right. I can’t avoid it forever, so I nod my head because I don’t want to argue right now. I shut the lights off in the office and lock the door with the key Anthony gave me earlier, and then I put it inside my purse. Viper escorts me out to my car and I notice his bike is parked right beside.
“I’ll follow you,” he says getting his helmet. When he puts it over his head, I get a shiver. Fuck, I’ve always loved how Viper looks with a helmet on. His body is to die for and him on a bike. Panties are ruined.
9
When I got to the club and noticed Tammy wasn’t there. I went ballistic and asked Annie where the hell Tammy was. When she told me she quit, I was ready to tear someone a new asshole. I pried for more information from Annie, and she finally caved and told me she was working over at Club Edge. To say I wasn’t pleased finding out that tad bit of information is an understatement. I can’t believe she actually upped and quit and didn’t fucking think to mention it.
“I can’t believe she quit just like that,” I say out loud, and Annie scoffs.
“She didn’t just up and quit you jackass. She gave her two weeks' notice.” She snarls out and turns around and serves the guys at the bar. What the fuck? She gave her two week notice, and I’m just hearing about this now? My head feels like it’s ready to explode. I shake my head and head to the door. I make a break for my bike. I need to find out why in the hell she left bare-essentials.
The ride over to Club Edge doesn’t take me too long. I didn’t want some guys hitting on my woman. Yes, I’m going all cave man and calling her my woman because she is, even if her stubborn ass can’t see it.
When I got there, there was no sign of Tammy anywhere. The bodies of people swaying and grinding on each other had my jaw ticking. If Tammy is here grinding that sweet little ass of mine on some other fuckers’ dick. He’s going to get a face full of knuckles, and she’s going to get a spanking of a lifetime.
The air in here is thick with the smell of beer, and the smell of sweat hits me in full force. Tammy left the club for this? What the hell was she thinking? Tammy wouldn’t be on the dance floor if she’s working, would she? Was she hired to work the floor? Make the customers happy? That boils my blood, thinking of her doing that. I ball my fists and march to the bar. The fucking bartender better know where the hell she is, because if he doesn’t tell me. I might have to beat it out of him.
The bartender looks up and his eyes go wide with panic, I smirk. The fucker better be scared. When I get right in front of him at the bar he gulps and stutters out fast. “What can I get you?”
“I’m looking for Tammy,” I growl out, and he points his finger to the back hall, and I don’t wait for him to say anything else. My feet are moving on their own towards to back. I’m relieved knowing she isn’t out there shaking her little behind.
There are a few doors lined up, now which one is she behind. Each door is labeled, I’ll start with the one that says ‘office.' I knock and when I hear the sweet voice of Tammy saying, ‘come in,' my dick hardens. Fuck! I take a deep breath in and let it out, before going in. I can’t be all horned up, I’m supposed to be furious with her about quitting. Not thinking of bending her over the desk in there. Snap out of it, Viper!
I open the door and head inside, she looks up, and her eyes go wide when she sees me.
“Why didn’t you tell me you quit?” I ask, and she sighs heavily then looks down at the paperwork in front of her. I narrow my eyes at her waiting for her to answer me.
“I didn’t want to work there anymore, having to see you and Destiny all over each other every night was getting old. I didn’t want to be anywhere around you both. So, no I didn’t think I would have to tell you that I was quitting because you have no say about my job.” She hisses at me.
“You could have still told me. When I got to the club, and you weren’t there, I got worried,” I say, my voice lighter now.
“I’m sorry you were worried about me, but I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself.” She says.
She gets up from the chair and moves around the desk and heads for the door, I lightly grab her arm stopping her. “Where are, you going?” I ask.
“I have to go out to the bar to get something if you want to follow me go ahead.” She snips and leaves the room. I follow her out and down the hallway, the music getting louder with each step. She walks in between the sea of people. I get cut off by some chick trying to grind herself on me.
“Sorry cupcake, I’m taken,” I shout down at her and she pouts at me. Then turns around and starts dancing with some other guy. I can’t help but chuckle, club chicks, doesn’t matter who sticks it to them, just as long as they get what they want.
Tammy is at the bar now and she must be ordering something. I see an open seat near the other end of the bar. I head there before someone can take it. I sit my ass down, watching Tammy and that bartender from earlier talking. The mother fucker is flirting with her, I ball my fists. I’m not going to let this fly, no fucking way. The dude looks at me and then back to Tammy and says something and she looks at me then back to him and says something back. That’s my cue to stake my claim on her. I get up from my seat and walk over to them. I put my arm around her.
“I hope you know that she’s taken and you have no chance in fucking hell of getting with her,” I bark out and the dude puts his hands up in the air.
“Woah, chill dude, we were just talking.”
“Viper, stop it. Grant works here too. You don’t have to go all cave man on me.” Tammy hisses at me.
“I just wanted to let him know where he stands,” I grunt.
There’s an open seat now beside Tammy, so I take it. Tammy starts giggling under her breath and I raise a brow. “What’s so funny?” I ask her and she clears her throat.
“Oh, nothing.” She says and I grunt. Nothing my ass.
I talk with the bartender, which I found out his name is Grant and he doesn’t look at Tammy with fuck me eyes, so I guess he’s alright. Tammy mentions she has to go back to the office to finished up a few things. I stand up to go with her but she puts her hand up stopping me.
“No, you can stay here. I won’t be able to get any work done with you standing over me,” she says and I look at her with the best pouty face I can manage and she shakes her hand leaving me there at the bar.
Grant mentioned to me that Tammy finishes at eleven. So, I make my way to the office to see if she’s done for the night. I knock on the door again but this time I don’t wait for an answer, I open the door and pop my head in. “Hey, you ready to head out? Grant told me you work till eleven and then you're done,” I say and she nods her head.
“Can I come to your place? We need to talk, Tammy,” I ask. She looks at me and nods again. She grabs her purse and we leave the room, she locks the door behind us and we walk out of the club together. I escort her to her car which I parked my bike right beside.
“I’ll follow you,” I tell her.
She gets in her car and peels out of the parking lot. I start my bike and rev it a bit and the girls outside of the club smoking are all whistling at me and I can’t help but grin. They want me but they can’t have me. Tammy’s the only one and I pray to fuck she’ll have me.
I need to find out what that medical paper was about. I want to get to the bottom of what the hell is going on with her. She loves me and then puff, she turns her emotions off like a switch.
Tammy turns into her parking space and I park my bike right beside her car. She gets out and gives me a hesitant smile and then locks her car doors. I take my helmet off and follow her to the door. She opens it and we walk inside the apartment building. When walk up to her door and she pulls out her key and slides it in the handle unlocking it. She opens the door and I motion for her to enter, she goes on in and places her purse down on the table, where all her mail is near the front door. She kicks off her shoes and groans once her feet touch the tile floor.
“Feet sore?” I ask and she gives a small nod.
“Would you like something to drink?” she asks me.
“Sure, water will be fine,” I say.
“You can take a seat in the living room. I’ll be right back with your water,” she says.
I kick off my boots and saunter my way to the living room. I park my ass on the couch. A few minutes later, Tammy comes back and I notice she’s in PJ’s and she has a bottle of water. She hands out the bottle to me, I take it from her hands.
“So, what do you want to talk about?” she asks fumbling with her Pajama pants. I sigh because I know she might fight me about this, but I got to know.
“Why didn’t you tell me about the medical paper from your doctor?” I ask and her lip trembles a little and I know it’s something that has been eating at her. I put my hand on her knee. “Please, talk to me,” I add.
“How much of the paper did you read?” she asks.
“A fair amount, but I want to hear from you why you were keeping this from me,” I announce and she drops her head. She then looks up at me and she has tears in her eyes. It’s gutting me, knowing she’s hurting because of this.
“I went to the doctors a few months back after the miscarriage, for a routine check up. The doctor ran some tests to check everything, make sure everything was good. Then a week later when she got the results back, she called me in. Right there I knew something was wrong,” she breathes out, her hands shaking on her lap. “The doctor told me that the chances of getting pregnant and carrying him or her to term was only a twenty-five percent chance of that happening. I knew how much you wanted kids and I didn’t want to do that too you. I know how much it means to you to have a family of your own. I can’t give you that, Dalton,” she sobs out my name and it breaks my heart seeing her like this.
“That’s why you're pushing me away?” I ask in a calm voice and she nods her head. I close my eyes and then open then to see, her sobbing in her hands.
“You never cheated on me, did you?” I ask and she takes a breath before answering me.
“No,” she whispers and it kills me knowing she didn’t do what she said. That’s the only reason why I turned to Destiny. I thought she didn’t want me anymore. I feel like I betrayed Tammy in the worse possible way, but it’s not entirely my fault. She lied to me.
“Tammy, I don’t care if we can’t have a baby. I want you, we can have a family. We can adopt, there’s always options out there,” I tell her and she nods.
“I know but I know how much it means to you to be a father. I know you want a son of your own, your own flesh and blood and I can’t give you that.” She says and I shake my head. She doesn’t get it. I love her and I only want her. Yes, I want a family but I’m not going to leave her just because she can’t give me a son or daughter of my own. There are plenty of kids out there that need a good home.
“I love you. I want you, Tammy. You're all I think about. When the time is right we can adopt.” I coax out, hoping she understands .
“You're sure? I don’t want you to be with me if you end up being miserable, in a few years because I couldn’t give you the one thing you wanted,” she says in a small voice and I nod my head firmly.
“I’m sure, baby. I want you!” I growl out claiming her lips with my own.
She moans against my mouth, my tongue slipping out to taste her sweet lips. Her lips part a bit when she lets out a little gasp and I dive right in. She’s wilting against me. I pick her up and lay he down on the couch. Her eyes full of hunger and her breathing deepens as she stares at me.
“I want you, Dalton. Now,” she says her voice breathless. I shake my head with a smirk on my face.
“I want to take my time with you,” I grunt, then my grunt turns into a groan when I feel her foot rub against my crotch. She grins up at me and I’m almost tempted to say fuck it and go right at it, but I want to go slow. Show her especially how I feel about her, how she makes me feel.
I slowly pull down her pajamas and she lifts her ass up. I slide them all the way down her legs. I throw them on the floor beside me and her purple lace panties are just hugging her hip, I bite my lip because I need to remember to go slow. My fingers run across her stomach, her muscles contract against my fingertips.
“You like that?” I ask with a whisper. I lean down and kiss where my fingers were. My tongue lightly touching the edge of her panties.
“Yes,” she whimpers in reply. I tease her a little more before I remove her shirt. Her breasts are heavy with need and her nipples are hard, just begging to be sucked on.
Her nipples are begging for attention, she lifts her chest up wanting my mouth on them.
I give her exactly what she wants, my tongue swipes out, nicking the tip of her nipple and goosebumps appear. Her nipples are rock hard with excitement.
“Ohhh,” she moans. My hands roam over her body, under my touch her body is coming alive with excitement. The goosebumps are leaving a trail where my fingers have touched. I want her body singing just right when I take her slow and deep. I want her to see how much love is in me to give her. How much I want her desperately in my life. I look at her and my throat feels thick with emotion. God, I love this woman with everything in me.
“I love you,” I whisper and her eyes soften as she stares into my soul through my eyes.
“I love you too,” she says her voice choked up.
I lean down placing my lips on top of hers, kissing her tenderly and she holds the back of my neck. Her fingers running through my short hair. We kiss for what seems like forever then we release each other with a smile.
I back away and stare down at the beauty that’s lying on the couch. I can’t believe she’s all mine. I’ll love and cherish her for the rest of my days, if she’ll let me. I slowly lift my shirt up and over my head, throwing it on the floor with her pajama pants and top. Her half closed lustful eyes are eating up my naked skin. My muscles contract as her eyes devours my naked flesh. God, her hands on me right now will for sure make me come undone.
I slowly untie my belt and her eyes shoot down to my hands and she watches me patiently as I untie it, all you hear in the living room is our breathing and the sound of my zipper, slowly getting pushed down. My jeans hanging loosely on my hips, my hands go on either side and I push them past my hips and down my legs. My cock standing straight with an appetite for she can only be the one to satisfy its hunger.
Once my pants are fully off she beckons me to come forward, to touch her, to do something. She’s waiting for me to do something that will have her toes curling and her throat raw from her hoarse screams of pleasure. I kneel beside the couch and my hand starts from her feet and make their way up her body. When I reach her thighs, she closes her eyes, enjoying the sensation of my fingertips lightly touching her sensitive skin. There’s a blanket on the back of the couch, I get up and grab it placing it down on the floor and take two cushions and put them down. I pick her up and her hands go around my neck holding onto me. I put her down on the blanket and spread her legs to get between them.
I can’t wait to feel her warm pussy gripping my cock, just thinking about it makes my cock jerk. “You want my cock, Tammy?” she nods her head repeatedly, biting her lip and I chuckle. She’s always hungry for my dick, but before she gets my dick, I want a taste. I lean back my cock jerking as I feel her eyes staring at it. I bend down holding her legs over my shoulders with my eyes closed I inhale her scent. She smells fucking amazing. I rub my nose against her clit and she moans, I do it once more before my tongue comes out and flicks her clit causing her hips jump.
“Holy shit,” she pants out, grinding her hips and her pussy shoves into my face. I hum in my throat tasting her. Fuck, I can do this all day and night. Her taste is like a drug so, addictive. She is close already I can tell and I’ve only swiped my tongue over her clit a few times and she’s wilting in my arms. She’s right there but when she comes, she’ll come around my cock, not on my tongue. I want her warm insides squeezing my cock.
I give her one more swipe of my tongue and she whimpers when I remove my tongue from her clit. “Why are you stopping?” she asks her voice breathless. She stares at me with desire burning deep in her eyes.
“I want you to come around my cock,” I lightly growl and she grabs her nipples between her fingers, rolling them around between her tips. She’s moaning grinding her pussy in the air, waiting for me to take her. I lean forward lining my cock up at her entrance and lightly nudge the tip, toying with her and she whimpers.
“Stop teasing,” she hisses and I grin at her. I lean my head down and kiss her. Once my lips touch hers, I slam myself in and she gasps against my mouth. I devour every sound she makes. So much to taking it nice and slow. She makes me lose my mind. My thrusts are short and hard and her eyes start to roll in the back of her head. She’s so close, I can feel her inner walls starting to tighten. My cock is painfully hard. I’m so worked up that I won’t be able to last long. Tonight neither of us will.
“You going to come, Tammy?” I ask. My voice coming in short fast pants. She nods her head, then turns her head to the side, giving me a perfect view of her neck. I take advantage of her neck being exposed. I lean down and feast on her, nipping and sucking lightly on her skin and she claws at my back. Fueling the fire within me. I slam into her again and again, faster and harder each time. She doesn’t know if she’s coming or going at this point. Her eyes go wide as stares at me.
“I’m coming,” she screams out. I pump my cock into her harder and I feel her walls tightening and my cock jerks filling the space inside of her. I feel my balls tingle and my thrusts are becoming short and fast now.
“Fuck, Tammy,” I groan coming inside her, pumping hot jets of come against her walls.
“That was amazing,” she says, with a satisfied smile. I grin and kiss her lips.
“I love you, baby,” I whisper and she grins at me.
“I love you too, Dalton,” she whispers against my lips.
10
Three weeks later…
Viper and I have been together for three weeks now, and I couldn’t be happier. I still haven’t told anyone besides Grant, that I’m pregnant. I don’t want too many people to know because I could end up losing this baby and I don’t want Dalton to get his hopes up.
The morning sickness has been way worse than the first time around. Maybe, besides being pregnant, I’m getting sick too. Alison is supposed to come over today for a visit, she should be here any minute now and I’m here on the couch not wanting to move. Alison knows that I haven’t been hundred percent feeling well. She mentioned she’ll be bring some soup over. It’s funny, I’m the big sister. I should be taking care of her and here she is, coming over with soup for me. I don’t know what I would do without her.
There’s a knock at the door and I way too blah to get up. I don’t have the energy to get up right now. “Come in,” I shout out and the door opens and Alison comes walking in with a smile but it turns into a frown, when she sees me on the couch.
“Wow, you look like crap,” she says and I glare at her.
“Thanks sis, that was so lovely of you to tell me,” I groan closing my eyes.
“Don’t worry. I brought some of mom’s magic soup,” she says. I crack one eye open looking at the dish in her hand. God, I love my mom’s soup. It always made things better.
“I’ll go get a bowl and warm you up some,” she says leaving the little room. Hopefully, I can stomach the soup. This morning hasn’t gone well with eating for me. A few minutes later, she’s back with a bowl of steaming soup and my stomach growls a little. Alison chuckles at me and puts the soup down on the coffee table. I sit up slowly and put my feet on the floor. My hair’s a mess, the bun I had, on the top of my head, has moved to the side of my head.
“Nice hair,” Alison snickers behind her hand.
“Bitch,” I mumble and she glares at me and it’s my turn to snicker.
I look down at the soup, moving the spoon around. I spoon some of the soup and my stomach turns. Oh no, not now. I swallow roughly and put the spoon down in the bowl. My hand moves quickly to my mouth. I shoot up off the couch and I run to the bathroom. I don’t have time to lock the door, my hand flies to the toilet lifting the lid and my head drops inside. Everything comes up. I’ve emptied everything in my stomach in the toilet to the point, where I’m dry heaving. God, nothing it worse than dry heaving. I take some calmful breathes trying to easy the gag reflex. I grab some toilet paper, wiping my mouth then I throw it in the toilet, flushing it.
I get up and wash my hands then brush my teeth. I turn to leave the bathroom but Alison is standing there with her hands on her hips. She has a look on her face and I know she’s trying to figure out what this is but yeah, I’m sure she’ll find out soon enough.
“Do you have anything for your stomach? To help settle it?” she asks and I shake my head. Even if I did, I wouldn’t take anything now, knowing I’m pregnant.
“I’ll be right back,” she says turning around heading for the front door.
“You don’t have to do that,” I say and she shakes her head.
“You need something, Tammy. I’ll be right back.”
I sigh because there is no use arguing with her. I plop down on the couch and close my eyes. It feels like I’ve only slept for a few minutes and Alison is back.
Alison walks into the living room with a bag from the pharmacy, she puts it down on the coffee table. I don’t know how to tell her that I don’t want to take anything. I reach inside the bag and what comes out in my hand makes my eyes widen. I look up at Alison then back to the box. A pregnancy test. Shit, I guess I have no choice but to tell her now.
“Tammy, you should take a test just in case,” Alison whispers. She knows about my doctor results.
“Umm,” I say in shock.
“Alison, don’t get mad,” I say, and she looks nervous as she stares at me.
“What’s wrong?” Alison asks, and I take a deep breath.
“I’ve already taken a test a while back, and I’m pregnant,” I say and Alison with her huge pregnant belly jumps up and down squealing, like a little kid.
“Don’t get too excited, you know what happened last time,” I say, my voice full of heartache. She shakes her head and takes a seat beside me.
“I have a feeling this will work out for you, Tammy. You just need to stay positive. You’ll see in no time, you’ll be as big as me.” She chuckles rubbing her belly, and I can’t help but chuckle with her.
“I hope you’re right,” I whisper softly.
“So, do you have an appointment set up?” she asks, and I nod my head. I called last week, and I have my appointment tomorrow to check everything.
“My appointment is tomorrow,” I say, and she squeals again smiling wide.
“Does Viper know?” I frown and shake my head.
“I didn’t have the heart to tell him yet. I know what you're going to say, but he was so heartbroken last time that I want to see if this pregnancy catches and I can carry the baby to full term,” I say, and she doesn’t like this, I can tell.
“Tammy, you have to tell him. You can’t keep this from him,” she coaxes out, and I nod my head at her because I know she’s right, but I’m scared.
“I’ll tell him later today.”
I take out my phone and text Viper.
I wait for a response, but I don’t get any. He must be busy today.
My hand moves to my stomach, praying that this little baby inside me grows and we can have the family Dalton desperately wants.