61 - Marianne
"I thought you were tired," I told him between moans as he rubbed his erection against my entrance.
He bit his lower lip before emitting a groan and coming closer to kiss me on the lips again. “If it’s you, I don’t get tired,” he said before forcing me to open my mouth so his tongue would come in, tasting and devouring all the parts he could reach.
Panting, he lifted my thigh up and pushed in.
I moaned, feeling Jack’s cock twitching and growing even faster and sinking into me. I clung to his shoulder, becoming a trembling mess for the thousandth time. Soon, Jack picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. Amy was in the other room and was already asleep.
"She won’t hear us," Jack reminded me and even told me to just moan if I wanted to.
Muddle-headed, I rubbed Jack’s neck and gasped as he suddenly put me on top of him, my entrance enveloping his erection as I sat down. I shuddered a breath as I felt its enormous tip begin to penetrate, its hardness raw and burning as my hips moved down. With this position, Jack and I could feel too much intensity, too much proximity, as if we were connected and couldn’t be torn apart.
Jack let out a growl, seemingly trying to control himself. “Does it hurt?”
“Aah…No,” I uttered with a sigh and a moan.
Receiving my reply, Jack didn’t endure any longer. He grabbed my waist and started to move our hips together.
From time to time, Jack's hands would touch my chest and knead them like bread, our mouths eager and hungry for more so we delved in, rubbing together while connected twice. Jack's cock repeatedly hit my most sensitive spots, sinking deeper and deeper as I trembled in his embrace.
"Hmm," I suppressed the loud growl that wanted to escape my mouth.
Jack seemed unable to control himself and continued his brutal thrusts.
Reaching his face, I held him close and opened my lips, “Aah… Aki…. I’m pregnant.”
Suddenly, the thrusts stopped. Jack looked me in the eye, his eyes seemingly gleaming in lust and delight — intense, overflowing joy. “F-For real…?”
My gaze softened at his response and slowly nodded. At the same time, I felt his rod begin to harden and grow bigger inside me again. I didn’t expect he would be overly joyed at my news.
My whole body trembled as I felt a cascading hot liquid start to pour inside me.
We moaned together in pleasure, muttering how good it felt. Our releases mixed and overflowed, trickling out. Jack’s lips found mine as we kissed as though there was no tomorrow.
As always, perfectly, our kisses were full of eagerness and desire to be one. We love each other so much and nothing can stop us. Especially not now that we would be having another new member of the family.
The next day, Jack went to work and I, on the other hand, went to my flower shop. Similar to Jack, I had also been gone for a long time so I also needed to make up for the lost potential income. The new year was getting near which was a good thing as I could also get more orders than usual.
Amy was in the stroller and near the counter while I was arranging the flowers that I always delivered. While arranging the display in front, the wind chimes hanging on the front door of the shop suddenly made a sound.
I turned around and saw a man in formal attire. He stood tall, face decent and clean, and looked to be near my age if not slightly younger. He requested a bouquet of red roses. While waiting as I fixed his order, he suddenly spoke.
"Do you know of an academy near here? For teenagers," he asked me.
I mentioned a few schools I knew nearby. He nodded and soon, we found ourselves in a short conversation. His name is Edward and he has two children who are at the elementary level. According to him, he and his kids had just recently moved and had yet to check the academies for them to transfer to. Because I almost grew up in this area, I did not hesitate to share my knowledge.
Suddenly, his phone rang and he quickly picked up the bouquet. "Thanks, Marianne. I hope we meet again. Maybe we can grab some coffee?"
"Sure," I respectfully answered and just waved as he walked out and got in his car, and was completely gone.
I went back to arranging the flowers when I suddenly halted, a thought crossing my mind. I wasn’t sure if it was just me or something else, but now that I thought about it, Edward’s face… looked too familiar. I just couldn’t remember where I saw it…
I sighed and shook my head. I must be overthinking again. Jack told me not to think too much especially when it came to strangers. He especially mentioned me being pregnant and that I needed to be extra careful from now on.
Of course, he was right. I sighed and tried to remove the strange feeling away from my head.
I looked at my daughter Amy on the side. She was playing with her favorite doll while in between considerable and colorful flowers. In the distance, it was like a painting that suddenly came to life. It was an adorable, memorable sight.
I smiled and moved toward her. Amy was slowly turning to reveal more features that resembled Jack… The image made me sigh. I realized we had been through a lot and I knew there would be a lot more problems to come. However, every time I thought of the fact that Jack was with me, I felt relieved.
“Mom!”
Speaking of. I turned around, my smile widening even more. "Aki."
Jack approached me and kissed me on the lips. We both sighed and smiled, reaching up through our eyes. He quickly gave me another soft kiss before he turned to the stroller and picked up Amy.
"Our boss canceled our meeting. How about we go to the beach?" Jack asked, smiling widely at me.
I watched him and the way he was carrying our daughter together with the brightest, warmest smiles – the sight of it giving me an overwhelming joy in my chest. “Yes, let’s go to the beach,” I replied with a smile.
Jack looked at me with a smile, his eyes reflecting the happiness, tenderness, and love he felt that mirrored mine.
Jack loved me and I loved him back.
In a judgmental world where love was always being defined and standardized by their own beliefs, constantly beset by unending trials, rejections, hatred, and pain, restricted by too many systems only made up to make love even harder than it should… I could say that Jack and I’s love had won.
Because it was and had always been real and pure.