Page 19 of Pregnant By the Badboy

“Fucking witch.” I shout before I release my load inside of her. My ear drums practically burst with the velocity of the orgasm. “What the hell, Mila?” I mean it to sound incredulous but it comes off like I am angry. Slowly I pull out of her and turn ehr to face me only to be mortified by the tears in her eyes. Dread sets in when I think I hurt her.”'Baby did I hurt you?’ Lifting her chin I wait for her eyes to meet mine. God, she is so beautiful. Her face is flushed, hair still damp from the shower is stuck to her skin and she looks ethereal, transcendent.

“No. You didn’t hurt me.” She says laying her head on my chest.

“Then tell me what’s wrong baby.” She sniffles and holds me tighter, saying nothing and making me second guess myself. I move to put her away from me so I can check her when she mumbles into my chest.

“I’m pregnant.” A lion wakes inside of me and gets himself ready to roar his triumph but I need to make sure I heard her.

“What did you say?” She moves her hand behind me before producing a white stick.

“I’m pregnant, Jake.”MINE. MY WOMAN. MY BABY. MY FAMILY.“Are you going to say something?” I can feel the tears forming in my eyes so instead of saying anything I put my mouth on hers, kissing her with all of my heart. No tongue. No innuendo. Just this man kissing his woman, the one holding his child inside of her, now tied to him for eternity. When I pull back she’s smiling but I can still see the insecurity. So to further ease her mind and heart, I bend down in front of her and kiss her belly.

“Daddy loves you and your mama so much, little bean.” her hands run through my head and she sighs slightly showing me now much anxiety this was causing her. Hell, I am the one who should feel guilty or fearful about how I went about this, but ask me if I do? Hell no.

“I was so freaked out.” She starts saying when I stand and pick her up in my arms. “Then when it finally hit me, I felt..at peace or something. Does that make sense? I mean this protectiveness entered me and all I thought about was this baby and how much I am going to love him or her.” My chest rumbles with the mention of a girl.

“Don’t say no shit like that to me, angel. I can’t have a daughter, Mila. I would turn into a lunatic.” I tell her burying my face in her neck. She snorts and it makes me look up because it was so damn cute.

“Turn into, like you are not already.” She rolls her eyes at me and lays her head on my shoulder. “What are we going to do Jake?” Turning her so she is straddling me, my cock acts up, still leaking on her thighs. She wiggles a little, a tiny moan slipping from her lips and I have to close my eyes to regain my composure.

“Nothing has changed, baby. As a matter of fact all this shows me is that we are meant to be together. The plan, however escalated, remains the same. You are going to be my wife.” her eyes soften and she kisses me so softly I turn into a puddle of goo on the inside.

“I know that Jake. Never for a moment did I think anything would change between us. I was thinking about our parents.” At the mention of the two pieces of shit who made us my body tenses. This is the moment right, this is when I should confess everything to her including what our dumbass fathers have been up to, but right now, looking at her naked, body still rosy and obviously still craving what only I can her, eyes so trusting and happy knowing we are going to be parents, I want nothing to alter this moment. So instead, I ask her one question.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes. Of course I do.”

“Good. Now where were we?”

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“Thanks for doing this, babe.” Turning, I look at my woman, my future sitting beside me in the car, her hand in mine on my way to pick up her friend Mari and head to Royce’s moms get together. Lifting her hand and kissing it, I smile at the one bright spot in my life.

“Anything for you, love. Anything.” Pulling into the diner I see a girl I recognize from one of Mila’s competitions standing in front of the door. Mila gets out of the car to meet her and does as well.

“Mari Ia m so glad you didn’t change your mind. This is my boyfriend, Jake. Jake this is Mari, my friend.” I hold my hand out for her and wait for her to take mine.

“It is nice to meet you, Mari. Do you need me to carry anything for you?”

“No thank you. Doesn’t your dad own the shop over on center street?”

“Guilty.”

“Yeah mine says he has the best deals in town.”

“Oh your old man gets his ride fixed there? What’s his name? I work on the cars too.”

“Morris Haggerty.”

“Another piece of shit.” I say before I stop myself. Mila smacks my arm and gives a look that has me feeling bad for a second before Mari interjects.

“No it’s ok. He’s right. He sucks.” Mila’s eyes light up and then she giggles and puts her hand to her mouth. Mari is close behind and suddenly my car is a pregnant girl giggling factory. Most men would be annoyed. I figured as a real man, my job is to make them feel at ease, keep them happy and keep them safe and that includes Mari while she is in my care.

The drive is much the same. One topic after another they are laughing and having fun and I find myself just enjoying listening to Mila be silly. With me she’s happy and herself, but let’s face it from the moment we hit the word go we have been at full throttle and intense.

We pull up to the restaurant and I help the girls out of the car. I check to make sure the driveway has been shoveled since it snowed like crazy last night, but of course I should have known better. They always take care of everything. I was so damn happy when Mila put on her Uggs because that would have been a fight about her wearing shoes she should versus what looks good.

“This is amazing.” Mari says walking in ahead of us. Both she and Mila got a kick out of their rumbling tummies in the car. Seems they agreed ahead of time not to eat beforehand which had I known my woman would not have gotten away with that.

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