Broken (28 page)

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?”

“
Hmm. . . I don’t know. I
was thinking of maybe some gardening. I want to clean up the yard
before Allie comes.”

“
Do you really think you
should be gardening at nine months pregnant?” Garrett
asked.

“
Garrett,” I sighed. “You
need to stop treating me like I am the first women to ever give
birth. Women back in the day would be out in the fields working,
they would have their baby and keep going. I think a little
gardening I can handle.”

He put his arms in the air. “Alright,
Babe. If you think you can handle it, who am I to stop
you?”

“
Are you finished with
that? Or are you going to lick the plate clean,” I laughed putting
my hand out to take his plate from him. “I’m going to wash these
dishes and then head outside before it gets too hot.”

“
Alright, I’m going to
jump in the shower and I will meet you outside,” he said slapping
my ass.

I began rinsing the dishes and placed
them in the dishwasher. I was really enjoying my dishwasher. My old
apartment didn’t have one, and I hated washing dishes by hand. I
became winded for the little that I was doing and began to think
Garrett was right, maybe I shouldn’t do yard work today. Looking
down and rubbing my belly, I realized I could no longer see my
feet. Oh God, I was so huge. My feet were swollen, and I felt so
uncomfortable. I was so ready to have this baby.

As I dried my hands with a
towel I felt something trickle down my leg.
Oh fuck, did I just piss my pants?
But the trickle turned into a steady stream that didn’t stop.
Then it dawned on me that my water just broke. “GARRETT!” I yelled
to him.

He shot through the house like a bat
out of hell. “What’s the matter?” I could hear the worry in his
voice.

Smiling from ear to ear I said, “I
think my water just broke.”