“Now, we wait. The mother is healthy, your baby is developing as it should. We will do some follow-up appointments in the coming weeks but I can come to your home for those. I know you prefer it that way.” He clears his throat as he hands over the images that just came out of the printer.
I look down at the picture in my hand. All this feels so much different to the way it did before. I know the pain of loss now, and the pressure to keep them both safe is overwhelming.
“And what about the sex?” Aria swings her legs over the side of the bed and goes to stand up.
“I can tell you the gender if you wish, the tests you had carried out determined it.” Fabier moves back over to the file.
“Not that kind of sex. I mean, physical sex.” Her cheeks flush pink. “I’ve tried telling Matteo it’s safe but he is insistent that it’s not.” I watch her chew on her thumbnail, awkwardly, and shake my head at her. Ever since I saw those two pink lines my sole intention has been to make sure everything goes well. I don’t want to lose another child. Maybe, I’m being over-cautious, and if she thinks for a second that I haven’t suffered from it, she’s wrong. But I will do whatever it takes to ensure this pregnancy goes well.
“It is only recommended that you abstain if the pregnancy is high risk. Like I said, this one is completely normal,” Fabier assures her, and the victorious, little smile she makes, as she hops off the bed, makes my cock hard.
“You heard it for yourself,” she tells me, as she steps closer.
“Wait…did you say you knew the sex of the baby?” I check I heard him right, something needs to distract me from the fact I just got the doctor’s go-ahead to give in to Aria’s demands, after two months of restraining.
“Yes, would you like to know?” He holds the file in his hand.
“Yes, I do,” I answer back immediately. It’s not something Aria or I have discussed but suddenly I feel like I have to know.
“You're having a son.” He smiles as he walks past us and out the door, and my mouth drops in shock as I look from him and then to Aria.
“Did you hear that?” I shake my head in disbelief. “I’m having a son. You’re giving me a fucking son.” I can’t describe the feeling I get as I repeat those words, it's something that goes beyond happiness and fulfillment, and it has me lifting Aria off her feet and backing her up onto that bed she was just laid on.
“What are you doing?” The way she whispers and giggles at the same time is fucking adorable and encourages the thought that’s already planted in my head.
“You heard what he just said. I’ve held off on you for long enough.” I unbuckle my belt and release my cock, sliding it through my fist while Aria looks around the room in shock. Then, with a daring look in her eyes, she quickly shimmies her jeans and panties off her hips.
“I did tell you everything would be okay.” She opens her legs, and grips at my shirt, tugging me closer. She hasn’t made abstaining from sex easy on me, and now I’m wondering how the fuck I’ve lain beside this woman for two whole months, without being inside her. I deserve a fucking medal!
She rests back on the bed, looking up at me like a temptress, and I take her narrow hips in my hands and hold her while my cock brushes between her pussy lips. She’s soaking, fucking wet but then, just lately, she always is. She’s had to make do with coming from external stimulation alone, and now I know everything’s okay and the doc’s given us the all-clear, she’s about to be reminded how it feels to be full of me.
“This is gonna have to be quick, but when we get back home, I’m going to make up for all the time I’ve held back on you,” I assure her, watching her eyes widen and her lips raise into a seductive smile when I push inside her. I can’t bring myself to fuck her hard and fast the way I want to. She feels far too precious now, and as I let both my thumbs stroke over her lower stomach, where I know our son is growing healthily, I feel a real sense of pride.
“I’ve missed this,” Aria whispers, looking between us and watching as my cock moves in and out of her, soft and steadily.
“A son,” I repeat the words the doctor said, looking down at her flat stomach in complete awe, and still not believing it. When she starts to move her hips a little more desperately against mine, the intensity of how long it’s been since we had this, starts to take its toll. The way her pussy tightens around me, and the fact she announces she’s going to come, has me thrusting one last time, tipping back my head and releasing deep inside her. It’s been so long since I’ve come like this, that my legs shake and I have to steady myself on the edge of the bed.
“I can’t believe you just fucked me in the doctor’s office.” Aria laughs and when I look back down at her, I try to remember seeing a sight more beautiful. “He could have walked back in here, anytime.”
“Would you have cared?” I ask, picking her jeans up off the floor and helping her get back into them.
“I don’t think I would have.” She wets her lips with her tongue before she grabs at my tie and kisses me.
“Come on, let's get out here. I have plans for us.” I tell her, desperate to get her back to the safety of our home.
ARIA
ONE MONTH LATER
“Do you think she’s going to notice?” I study my figure in the mirror. Over the past few weeks, my stomach has become noticeably rounder, and it now sticks out over the waistline of my panties.
“I don’t care if she does.” Matteo steps up beside me, placing his hand over my tiny bump. He can't seem to get enough of it, which I guess is a good thing since I’m only going to get bigger. Since seeing our baby on the screen for real, Matteo has barely left my side. I’ve come to learn a lot more about him, and the more of this side I see of him, the easier it becomes to forget how I got here.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?” I look up at him warily, the last time I met Matteo’s mother I was a nervous wreck. Her coming here for lunch, today, isn’t something I’ve been looking forward to.
“Now's as good a time as any, to tell her she’s going to be a grandma.” He shrugs.
“Wait, you're going to tell her about this?” I stare back at him in shock.