What To Read After FSOG: The Gemstone Collection Part Two (199 page)

“Oh, that’s wonderful. I rode my bike into town and I don’t think I can go any further today.”

The clerk brought me to the clearance rack and pulled out the few shirts she had left. I looked at the sizes and since it was for me to wear I opted for the small. “The small will be great.”

“Would you be interested in purchasing a What to Expect When you are Expecting book? It is one of our best sellers.”

“Yes, that would be great.” I was smiling from ear to ear. The fact that I was actually pregnant set in, and I was excited to be purchasing a pregnancy book. I planned on taking this home curling up on the couch and reading it.

The cashier rang me up for the shirt and book giving me a few samples of baby magazines. I thanked her for her help and headed home.

Once I got home, I made myself a salad for lunch and curled up on the couch. The one thing I was really missing in Hawaii was Molly. My mom agreed to keep her at her house since the flight was so long, and we were uncertain, how long we were going to be here. Molly was always my couch buddy and boy, I could use her right now. As I thumbed through the book, I felt my eyes getting heavy, and I gave into my sleepiness. The next thing I knew I heard Garrett calling for me, “Babe! Where are you?”

I looked around in complete panic. How long had I been sleeping? I guess that bike ride really wore me out, but I remembered reading before I fell asleep that women during the first trimester are often very tired. “I’m in the living room,” I said sleepily.

“Hey Babe, is everything okay? I tried to call you a few times but you didn’t answer,” Garrett said and he sat next to me on the couch rubbing my leg.

I quickly tried to hide the book from him so he wouldn’t see it, “Yeah, I’m fine. I took a ride into town today and I guess it made me tired,” I said yawning.

He gently felt my forehead with his hand. “Are you feeling okay? You look really exhausted.”

“Yes, I am feeling fine, just that bike ride really wiped me out,” I said giving him a peck on the cheek. “Let me up, I have to go to the bathroom, and then I have a surprise for you.”

“A surprise?” He said excitedly. “Is it you naked in our bed?”

I turned to him laughing. “Now how would that be a surprise? You have that almost every day. Why don’t you go take your work stuff off and I will meet you in our room,” I said winking at him.

“You gotta deal.”

I waited for him to enter our bedroom, and then I tiptoed back out into the kitchen to grab my bag that had the T-shirt. I quietly walked back into the living room to retrieve the book and then into the guest bathroom to change my shirt. I slipped my sundress off and the T-shirt on. It was a little big, but not too bad. It would be a perfect sleeping shirt, that’s if Garrett let me keep it on.

I walked into our room and heard the shower running from our master bathroom. Perfect, this gives me enough time to figure out how I want to tell him. I tried to figure out the best way. Do I lie in bed reading the pregnancy book? Do I lay seductively on the bed hoping he reads the shirt? Do I sit on the edge of the bed and wait for him to walk out? Man, there were too many decisions. I heard the water shut off, and I knew I only had a few minutes to make up my mind. I decided to go with the laying on the bed reading the book.

He walked out of our bathroom drying his hair with a towel. “Okay, so what is my surprise?” He said anxiously. He noticed me lying in bed reading. “Are you sure you are feeling okay? You have me a little worried you are back in bed again.”

“Well, that is a first I must say,” I said smiling.

“What?” He asked.

“You are concerned I’m in bed.”

He smiled. “Well usually when I come home from work you have dinner cooking. Today I come home and you are passed out the couch. What are you reading anyway? Did you get a new romance novel?”

“No, I picked this and my new shirt up at a boutique in town.”

“You bought a new shirt? Let me see.”

I placed the book down next to me on the bed and held out both sides of the shirt so he could read it. I waited a few seconds for him to read it and let the information actually sink in.

“#1 Daddy,” he read aloud. “Oh my God! Are you kidding me?”

I shook my head. “No, I’m not,” I said again grinning from ear to ear.

I crawled up on my knees and made my way across the bed to meet him at the end of it. “Oh Babe, you have made me the happiest man on earth,” he said rubbing my belly. “Do you know how far along you are? Have you called the doctor’s? I want to be at every one of your appointments.” He was rattling questions off like crazy.

“G, relax. I will call the doctor’s office tomorrow. Come here and cuddle with me,” I said pulling him towards me onto the bed.

Thinking about that day always made me smile remembering how happy he was.

“We’re great,” I yawned. “She’s been moving like crazy,” I said rubbing my belly. “You want to feel her kick?”

He nodded his head. I took his hand and gently pressed down on my belly. As soon as I did, she kicked.

“Whoa!” His hand jerked back a bit. This was the first time he had felt her kick. “Damn, she’s a strong little thing.” He pressed his lips gently to mine. “Just like her mama.”

I smiled at him and kissed him. “I love you.”

“Roll over,” he whispered.

I lay on my side facing the window. He reached down under the covers, when he suddenly stopped and smiled at me. “Are you wearing my underwear?”

“Yes,” I said smiling and then I buried my face in the bed in embarrassment. I turned my head slightly. “All my underwear is too tight. It feels like they are cutting off my circulation. In case you haven’t noticed my hips and ass are getting bigger by the minute. Plus, they are super comfortable. I wear them all the time when you are not here.”

He rubbed his erection up against my ass. “Well, I think it’s pretty fucking sexy,” he breathed into my ear. “God, I’ve missed you like crazy,” he said as he pulled down my underwear and rubbed my ass. “And for the record, I love your ass and your hips. You were too skinny before. I now have something to grab onto.”

I let out a moan. Ever since I became pregnant my sex drive has been on overload.

Everything seemed to turn me on. My breasts had become super sensitive, and I had even experienced a few orgasms in my sleep. Just listening to him speak had gotten me wet. I could feel myself pulsating for him. I felt my breathing become heavy at the thought of him taking me from behind. God, I wanted him to fuck me into next week.

“G, please, stop torturing me. I need you inside me,” I whimpered.

“What’s the matter, Babe? You a little backed up?” He said laughing. “You didn’t use your toy while I was gone?”

“G! Stop teasing me. Put your fucking dick inside me now before I explode,” I said laughing.

I felt him undoing his pants behind me.

“Alright, Babe, you want me to fuck you right?” He said gritting his teeth. He grabbed a hold of my hips I reached down between us and guided him into me. His first thrust felt amazing. I pushed my head back against his body.

“Oh, God, that feels so good. Do it again, this time harder.” I was holding onto his hands in anticipation for the next thrust.

He gave me a few more good thrusts. “I want you to ride me. I want to see your face when you come,” he said breathlessly.

He rolled over on his back and I straddled him. “Take off your shirt,” he whispered. “I want to see you.” I whipped my shirt off and threw it onto the floor. I began to feel self-conscious. My belly had popped and my boobs had grown so much. I wasn’t used to having boobs. I crossed my arms over my chest to hide them.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” He asked.

“What? What am I doing?”

“Put your arms down. I want to see you,” he said as he removed my arms from my breasts. “Christ, you are so fucking beautiful.”

I quickly covered myself again. He hadn’t seen me this big, and I wasn’t comfortable in my own skin.

“Take your arms down or I’m going to tie them behind your back,” he said with a devilish laugh. “Now put my dick in your pussy and fucking ride me.”

I raised myself high on my knees and slowly worked him inside of me. It felt so good to feel him inside of me again. My hormones were raging and though I did have my vibrator, it wasn’t the same as him. I needed to feel his skin on my skin, the smell of sex in the air and his words encouraging me. All of these things combined are what got me off on a daily basis with him. I felt consumed when I was with him like we were the only two people in the world when we were together. The intensity between us was almost too much for me to handle sometimes and the thought of losing him again, well I couldn’t even bring myself to think of that. There was no way I would survive without him. I was addicted.

“Oh fuck, Babe, you are so wet,” he exhaled.

He felt so good inside of me. I could feel my orgasm building already. I brought myself right down onto him. He gripped my hips as I began to rub my clit up against his skin. My breaths started to become labored.

“That’s it, Babe, come for me.” He let go of my hips and moved his hands to my breasts. Just the slightest touch of my nipples sent electricity through me.

“Your tits are huge,” he laughed.

“You can pat yourself on the back for that. Your daughter is making me bigger all over,” I said with a smile.

“I love it.”

He squeezed my nipples and that sent me over the edge. My body began to quake as he pinched them again.

“There it is,” he moaned. “Ride me hard.”

I put my hands on his chest for leverage and bounced up and down squeezing my vagina muscles on his cock. He sucked his breath in and closed his eyes. “Do that again. I’m so close.”

I slowed down my pace and squeezed him again. I started to feel my body begin to quiver again. “G, I’m going to come again,” I said digging my nails into his chest.

He flinched. “Do it again.”

I squeezed his cock again. “No, claw me again.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, do it again, please Babe,” he begged.

I squeezed and clawed his chest again and that’s when I felt him explode inside of me. He grabbed my hips and held me down on him and he thrust his hips in the air. “Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he said with a smile.

The next few months consisted of us getting everything ready for the baby. We had a very difficult time agreeing on names. Garrett’s heart set on the name Melody while I had loved the name Olivia. Neither of us liked each other’s name, so one night while having Chinese takeout we sat down with our baby name book and started with the A’s. We made it a few pages in when we came across the name Alexandria. Garrett’s eyes lit up. “Her nickname can be Allie.” How could I argue with that? We agreed on Alexandria and Garrett let me choose her middle name. I picked Skye because of the beautiful sky I looked at every day from my bedroom window.

Now that we had finally chosen her name, I dragged Garrett to Le Bebe Boutique to pick out bedding for her crib. My mom had sent us money to purchase her crib set. She said since she wasn’t going to be here for her birth, she wanted her to have something adorable to sleep on. I was feeling a little overwhelmed by the number of different sets there was to choose from. They had everything from princesses and frogs to teddy bears. I stopped when I came to the cute little forest animals. It reminded me of home. I didn’t get to see forest animals in Hawaii like back home. “I like this one,” I said turning to Garrett.

“Are you sure? You know she may like monster trucks?” He said laughing.

I elbowed him lightly in the gut. “Our daughter is not going to like monster trucks, I can promise you that.”

“Pick out whatever you want. It doesn’t matter to me,” he smiled.

After the baby boutique, Garrett dragged me to the hardware store so we could pick out the paint color for the nursery. We wanted everything to be completely ready for Alexandria to come home.

The last month I was finding it very difficult to sleep. No matter how I slept, I was never comfortable. I ended up sleeping most nights on our couch and Garrett wasn’t happy about it. I’d wait for him to fall asleep, and then I sneak out to the living room. I put the throw pillows underneath my belly and in between my legs.

With my due date looming Garrett and I were both becoming very anxious. I began to worry about the whole childbirth thing. We had attended Lamaze class, but that didn’t ease my mind. I kept reading my
What to Expect
book over and over again trying to learn every tip or trick to make labor easier. Garrett had really taken his doting on me to a new level. Every little ache or pain he would be coddling me and on the weekends he insisted on serving me breakfast in bed. I tried to explain to him that I wasn’t the first woman in the world to be pregnant, but he wouldn’t hear of it.

Like usual it was another restless, sleepless night and I was up at the crack of dawn. I tried to force myself to fall asleep, but nothing worked. I finally dragged myself off the couch and decided to surprise Garrett with breakfast in bed. I quietly whipped up a ham and cheese omelet, toast and home fries. I carried our plates into our room and placed them on the nightstand. Carefully I crawled into bed whispering in his ear. “G, wake up. I have a surprise for you.”

“Hey, Babe,” he said sleepily. “Is everything okay?”

I rolled my eyes at his question. “Yes, everything is fine. I wanted to surprise you this time with breakfast in bed.”

He pulled himself up into a sitting position and I handed him his plate. “Wow! This looks and smells great,” he said as he began scarfing down his food.

Looking at him I shook my head and began to laugh. “You know you may want to actually chew your food before you swallow it.”

“Sorry, Babe, I guess I didn’t realize how hungry I was. So what do you want to do today?”