Page 60 of Spiralling Skywards: Fading
“I didn’t wanna upset you.”
“Well, you did, you have. A lot more than you would have if you’d just told me the truth in the first place.”
“I was going to, then your blood pressure went up and I just thought it would be better not to say anything.”
He slid his fingers into the hair at the back of my head and gently forced my face down onto his shoulder.
“I know you’re sick of hearing it, but I’m sorry. I don’t know what else I can say. I promise to do better in future. I love you, and I hate that you’re pissed off with me.”
“Don’t piss me off then.”
“I’ll make it my life’s mission.”
We were quiet for a few long moments as he ran the tips of his fingers up and down my spine.
“Will multiple orgasms help you forgive me?”
“No, fuck off and shag a Geisha.”
I felt him laugh beneath me, and I couldn’t help but smile with relief at the fact he was saying that he wanted me.
“Geisha’s are in Japan, bub. I’m going to China and Hong Kong.”
“Well, go shag whatever the Chinese equivalent is.”
“You don’t mean that.”
“I do.”
“I don’t want anyone else; I just want you. I’ll do that thing you like with my tongue and my fingers.”
I pulled myself up to a sitting position and straddled his lap.
He pulled up my vest and placed both his hands on my belly.
“I want at least two orgasms,” I told him.
“I’ll give you three.”
“And a Michael Kors watch.”
“I’ll get you the watch and the bag and wallet you’ve been after.”
He stroked my belly and my hips with his fingertips.
“I love how your body looks when you’re pregnant. Knowing my babies are in there makes my dick hard every time I look at you.”
“Yeah? It’s a shame pregnancy don’t love me. And you’re just weird. How can you get hard looking at this?”
I placed my hands over my bump, and we both stared at it.
“It’s beautiful. You’re beautiful.”
“I don’t feel beautiful. I’ve got stretch marks this time, everywhere. On my arse, my hips, my belly . . . I swear I’ve even got them on the palms of my hands.”
He smiled up at me.
“You do not have stretch marks on your palms or your arse, not even your hips that I’ve seen. Apart from your belly, you’ve barely put on any weight.”
