"Get the fuck out of my studio Ema." Joe ranted at her, Leonardo had spoken to him to try to speak with Ema concerning the baby she was expecting, turns out Ema never told Joe about the baby and he was hurt to hear it from another person.
"I would never reject her or my baby, I love her." he had told Leonardo. He had called Ema and told her he was going to fight for his baby's custody when he was born, and Ema had appeared at his studio late that evening to pay him off to forget about her or the child. In annoyance he had asked her to leave his studio.
"I am not leaving until we are clear on something, I am just giving you this money to forget about me and not the baby, the baby is never yours, it belongs to Leonardo."
"Do you think I don't know that you are not sexually appealing to Leonardo, and aside from the fact that he doesn't find you attractive, I also know you have been trying to force yourself on him and seduce him." Joe said and Ema slapped him.
"Don't you dare talk to me in that manner, I do not want you coming close to me, it is for your safety because my father will have your head off if he sees you a hundred meters near me." she said and was about to storm out of his studio when he held her back.
"Admit you love me, tell me you want to start a family with me and the baby, and we will stand together against your dad, or we could vanish to someone he won't be able to find us, and be happy, instead of you subjecting yourself to a marriage with a man that doesn't love you." Joe was speaking, his lips were close to her mouth, he was breathing on her as he spoke, and she had shut her eyes and was taking in the smell and closeness of him.
"You don't..." Ema was going to protest, but he didn't let the words come out of her mouth, instead he kissed her.
Ema got drunk in his kiss instantly. As he held her firmly around her waist with one hand, and held her chin with the other hand, she held unto his head with both hands and kissed him as if her life depended on it.
Her body vibrated as he touched her in so many places all at once and he led her to one of his photography stool. He had her sit on it, then broke the kiss to undress her.
Her brain was telling her that she needed not to be intimate with him, until they have been able to resolve the current issue on ground, but her wet clit was saying something else, and she knew she needed to follow the wise words of her dripping wet clit over her brain that was trying to deny her of pleasure.
He finished undressing her and she sat naked on the stool and watched him undress himself. She had missed the view of his Greek god body, and as she watched his erected member come free from the underpants, she wanted to jump on him and have him digging into her.
She sat still though and watched him take his time, out of impatience, she parted her legs and slid one finger into her wet clit. "hmmm" she moaned from pleasuring herself and Joe looked up.
"What the fuck are you doing? he asked and slapped her hand off. She smiled, ignored his question and slid in two fingers into her. She moaned as she drove her finger in and out of her.
"Your moaning is outrageous, you can't pleasure yourself as much as I can pleasure you. I know your body more than you do." Joe declared and Ema still ignored him and kept letting out fake moans, she wanted him to grow jealous of her fingers and launch at giving her pleasures himself.
As she expected, he pulled out her fingers, slapped them lightly and pushed his erection penis into her in one hard thrust. She screamed and lost at balance at the unexpected force.
"That's the kind of noise I'm talking about." he chuckled and held her steadily. She slapped his back lightly and positioned herself properly. He started moving inside her.
He moved in and out of her steadily, while she held on to his upper arms held on to him firmly. She moaned as he dug in and out of her slowly.
"Joe?" she called out to him questionably
"Yea dear" he responded still going slowly
"Could you like to faster and harder? I love it when you are not gentle."
"Will I hurt the baby if I am too rough?" he asked sensitively
"If you are too rough you might since the pregnancy is still quite tender, but we can go faster than you currently are and I think the baby will be fine, and besides we can always make another one."
Joe rolled his eyes at her, but then increased the intensity of his thrust. He made love to her on the stool, until he was tired of the position and lifted her off it and placed her on the floor.
He drove in and out of her riding her with the thought of the baby. She shivered and he knew she was about to hit orgasm, then he stopped moving.
"Fuck, please don't stop, I'm so close." she begged
"Who got you pregnant?" he asked her
"Not now Joe, just make love to me and let me cum."
He slid out of her halfway, "answer me and maybe I will let you cum twice."
"I'll answer you when we are done, just make love to me Joe."
"He eased into her and went halfway out again."
"Fuck Joe what is wrong with you?"
"Your orgasm is in your hands Ema, your answer no matter what it is, be it yes or no is the key to your orgasm."
"No Joe, gosh the baby isn't yours."
He thrusted into her in one hard force. He hit her hard, banging in and out of her with all intensity and speed, not caring about the baby any longer."
She found her release and poured herself on him, and he came right after her filling her with his release.
They lay on the floor, until Ema fell asleep. He lifted and carried her to the bed, and wore one of his big shirt on her and covered her with a duvet.
Good thing his studio was also his apartment. As he lay beside her, she sleepily cuddled him and he held her closely , stroking her hair.
"Ema" he called her sleeping form, with so many times he had had her on his bed he knew she always spoke the truth when she was asleep and he thought to take advantage of her at this moment.
"Ema dear, do you love Joe?" he asked her softly, bringing his voice close to her ear.
"Yea" she said and turned to rest her head on his chest.
"And you are pregnant for Joe right?" he asked calmly again
"Yea, who else?" This time after she answered, she turned away from his side and fell deeply asleep.
The next morning, Ema was up and dressed before she woke Joe to let him know she was leaving.
"I guess this is goodbye, I will be getting married to Leonardo in two weeks, he wants the wedding before the pregnancy becomes pronounced, I'll send you an invite if you want." she knew she loved him, she knew her heart will forever yearn for him, and she knew each day as his child will grow in her she will think of him, but she didn't want to take the lead or make him fight for her because of the baby, and that was why she lied about it all.
If he really loved her as he has always claimed, then he should be able to confront her dad, stand against all odds, and fight for her, claim her and make her his, but if he didn't have the guts to do that, she would do what her father wanted.
Joe watched her as she left, if she was unwilling to tell him to his face that she loved him and the baby was his, then she could go ahead and do whatever she liked, what he knows is that as soon as the baby is born, he would get a paternity prove and be part of his child's life.
She was tempted to go back to bed with him and be with him all day, but she needed to take her stand and be wanted not she coming after him.
Joe wanted to get off the bed, put her back to the wall and tear up her dress, he wanted to make love to her and make her love him, love him enough to tell h the truth about her love for him and the paternity of the baby, and not just in her sleep.
He wanted to get her to forget what her dad wants and stay by his side. But he was done telling her he loved her a million times, with her smiling back in response instead of saying that same words to him.
She turned her back to him and a brief moment later, he heard the door to the studio shut. Putting a call to Leonardo, 'she's all yours, I couldn't make her choose to stay with me, looks like you have yourself a bride, good luck man, I'm done trying."
Leonardo punched his bed after he had dropped the call from Joe. "Why was it hard for men to keep this women whom they love?" he asked no one in particular. Here he was in love with Alisha and he didn't know how to make her stay, there was Joe, in love with Ema and with all the skills he possessed, he didn't have an idea how to keep Ema by his side.
Too bad they could offer their women great sex, but no idea on how to keep them, not even a sex good enough or sweet estasy or lust hot enough or orgasm wild enough could keep the women.
It seems they wanted something the men had no idea of, and the women were unwilling to speak those things, she was waiting for them to figure it all out on their own, how were they supposed to do that?
One more chat with Alisha, he was going to speak with her like two adults and if she still wanted to get divorced to him, he would sign the papers.
The day seemed quite long as Leonardo waited for outdoor dinner with Alisha. They had decided that an outdoor meeting would yield result, because the moment they were alone, and together behind closed doors, they couldn't reason about anuy other thing.
Dinner time finally came and Leonardo sat down waiting for Alisha. Moments later, he saw her walking in with an envelope he was sure contained the divorce papers. He was indifferent. He didn't know if you should be hopeful that she would be tearing up the divorce papers at the end of the day, or if he would sign it and watch her walk away.
Their dinner was quiet, and after meal he took the envelope and opened the divorce papers.
"Alisha, I'll ask you one last time, and I need you to think about this carefully again, do you want me to sign this papers?"
"I need you to sign them and when I walk away, I do not want you coming back into my life."
"Do you hate me that much?"
"Hate is a strong word."
"Alisha, whatever you say now is what I will do, should I sign this and walk out of your life forever or tear it up and we will be together?"