Deep Blue Forever (Deep Blue Series) (4 page)

Positioning myself between her legs
, she pushes her hips up to me.  Pulling my head down to her lips she kisses me hard, thrusting her tongue in my mouth.  I enter her slow at first, but when she pushes into me again I can't hold back.  I bury myself deep into her warm wet center. 

"Oh, God!
" She cries, her head goes back arching her breasts into my chest. 

"You feel so good, baby.  You are mine."
I growl as I feel her tighten around me. 

"Yes, Ian, Oh God
, yes!"  She screams out clawing at my back, and I can tell she is close to another orgasm. 

"Come for me again,"
I tell her as she focuses her eyes on me.  She does, her insides squeezing me as she has another orgasm.  It takes me about two seconds after that to release into her.  I fall onto her, my head buried in her hot neck.  Our skin is slick with sweat as we breathe hard against each other.  We lay like that for a while, just listening to each other's breathing as it returns to normal.  I look at her face to see her eyes are heavy.  My girl is spent. 

I lift her with ease
, moving her under the covers and pull her back to my front.  She is sound asleep in a matter of seconds.  

Chapter 7

Aubrey

I awaken in the middle of the night and have to run to the bathroom.  I barely make it to the toilet before I am vomiting.  I kneel in front of the stool my head down as I heave, over and over again. 

"Aubrey?" I hear Ian call
for me, then feel him put a blanket over my naked shoulders and pulls my hair back.

I feel very weak
as I try to stand when I think I'm done.  Ian grabs me helping me up. I grab a new tooth brush from the drawer, ripping it open I brush my teeth.

Ian is standing behind me studying me in the mirror as
I spit out the toothpaste.  Rubbing my back gently, he asks softly, "You all right?" 

"Yeah, I think.  It
just hit me out of the blue," I tell him rinsing out my mouth. 

"Maybe you have a bug?"

"Yeah, maybe." I turn around and rest my forehead on his naked chest, looking down I see he is still buck naked and hard as a rock.  I let out a little giggle.

"Sorry
, he has a mind of his own.  What can I say, you turn me on."  He laughs. 

"Me vomiting turns you on?"

"No, that makes me sad when you don't feel good.  But standing here naked under this blanket not vomiting does," he says, raising his eyebrows up and down.  "Come on. Let's get you back to bed so you can rest." He puts his arms around my shoulders leading me back to bed.  "I wasn't sure what we were going to do today, where we were going to go.  But if you are sick, I think we should stay one more day so you can rest," he says, tucking me in beside him holding me close. 

I fall back to sleep only to wake up about an hour later with the same nauseous feeling.  As before
, I barely make it.  Also as before, Ian is holding my hair.  I brush my teeth, and go back to bed.  We do the whole routine one more time at about 6:00 am.  Ian starts the shower for me, and when I get in the water pounds against my chest, and it hurts.  Vomiting? Tender breasts?  Shit it can't be, the doctor told me I couldn't get pregnant after the trauma to my uterus.  I think about my last period and remember it was very light. 

I was in the shower 20 minutes before Ian peeked his head in checking on me.  "You have a very
serious look on your face, baby," he says watching me as I finish up.  "Everything alright?"  Shit, do I tell him?  Do I tell him that I lied and said I was on the pill, because I didn't want to explain to him what had happened to me when we first met. 

"Aubrey?  You're scarring me, what's wrong?"  He says helping me out of the shower
and wrapping a huge bath towel around me.  I must have a look of panic on my face. 
Well I'm sure because I am panicking
.

"Umm....I think
I need to take a pregnancy test," I whisper looking up at him, hoping to not see mad or upset deep blues.  I don't I see that. I see concerned, confused deep blues.  He sits on the edge of the Jacuzzi tub with his elbow resting on his knees.  He is wearing gray sweatpants and no shirt.  I can see his muscles flex, and his jaw twitch. 
Shit, he's getting mad
.

"I thought you were on the pill?"
He says rather calmly looking up at me. 
Shit he's going to be nice to me. I don't deserve nice, I lied to him
.  I start crying, standing there with a towel wrapped around me, my hair still dripping wet. I start sobbing pathetically.  "Whoa, hey?" Ian stands up, coming to me he holds me to him.  "Just tell me, baby," he says in his sexy, soothing Ian voice, which only makes me sob harder because I can't believe I have done this to him. 

"I lied.
I'm not on the pill." I look up at him to see his non judgmental eyes staring back at me.  "After the....you know.... the assault, the doctor said I would never be able to carry a child. So I'm not on the pill, well because I never had sex again since then except for that one time in London.  We used a condom, though.  I'm so sorry. I should have told you, but I didn't know how to without telling you everything, and then after you knew everything I just didn't think about it.

"Baby, breathe, relax."
He stops me from my pathetic rambling.  "I'm not mad, in fact, I would be ecstatic if you were."  He rubs his hand down the back of my head.  "I mean, I would have chosen to wait until we were married, and didn't have a crazy bitch after you.  You and me," he says pointing between us, "we are forever and if you are pregnant, we'll deal."

"Really?"  I look into his eyes and can't believe what I am hearing.  We don't even know for sure, but just hearing is calming words makes me calm considerably down. 

"Let's get you a doctor's appointment, find out if you are pregnant.  Make sure everything is okay, uterus wise." He waves his hand around my lower belly making me laugh.  "Then we can get the heck out of dodge. I want to get you somewhere safe."  He gives me his dimple smile and I melt.  Wrapping my arms around his neck my towel falls to the floor.  "But," he says grabbing the towel and wrapping it around me, "we need to keep you covered, because I want to make sure everything is okay before we have sex again."  I see his erection through his sweat pants, and he gives me a wink as he turns around to start his shower.  "You get dressed while I take a cold shower." 

Chapter 8

Ian

I find a top of the line OBGYN
when I do a search on the internet.  Making the call, I am able to get Aubrey in that afternoon.  Not wanting to tell anybody till we know for sure, I tell Sam that I am taking her by her office to get some files.  He insists he come along, but I tell him not to worry.  Pretty sure he knows we aren't going to Aubrey's office. 

"OK mate, I'll have my cell ready,
" he tells me with a pat on the shoulder.  Knowing Sam, he probably knows exactly what is going on.  I don't know how, but he is really good at reading between the lines. 

            
 
We are waiting in the little room, Aubrey up on the exam table with a sheet covering her lower naked half.  The doctor just left telling us she was pregnant.  After explaining her history to him, he said he wanted to do an ultrasound to make sure everything was fine and to see how far along she was. 

             
"You doing okay?" I ask her, standing next to her holding her hand.

             
"Yeah, I just feel so stupid.  He said I could never carry a child, I just thought that meant I couldn't get pregnant," she says looking down at her belly.  "I hope everything is all right."

             
"Everything will be fine." I pull her toward me kissing the top of her head.

             
There is a light knock on the door and the nurse comes in rolling in a huge machine with a monitor on it. 

              She tells Aubrey to lay back and she places her feet in the stirrups. 

             
He had said an ultrasound which I thought that meant they were going to rub something over her tummy. 

             
But as the nurse puts a condom on the very large probe looking thing, I get a rock hard pit in my stomach about where it is going to go.  The doctor walks in dimming the lights.
What the hell?

             
"Now, this is a transvaginal ultrasound. This way we can see the uterus and the baby better," the doctor says, grabbing the wand and putting it between Aubrey's legs.  She looks at me for a moment, and by the wince on her face I know that Dr. Henry has achieved penetration.  I have the overwhelming urge to start throwing punches and ask questions later, but Aubrey's face relaxes as she turns her head to the monitor.

             
"It's not so bad once it's in," Dr. Henry says watching the screen. "OK, so I can see some scar tissue here," he says, pointing to a dark blob on the screen, "but it looks to have healed nicely. Right there is your baby." Aubrey's eyes are as big as quarters as she stares at the unrecognizable blob on the screen.  She reaches her hand out for me. I come to her, holding her hand trying to make out what the doctor is trying to say is my baby.

             
"See that fast fluttering?" He points out to a blip on the screen that looks to be going a mile a minute. "That is the heartbeat," he says smiling over at us.  "And that is a very good sign.  It looks like there is a well formed fetal pole, and the heartbeat is strong."  He mumbles some stuff to the nurse about gestational age and yolk sac. 
What the hell is he talking about?
 

             
"Ok kids, everything looks good. By the measurements, I'd say you are about 8 weeks." Doing the quick math in my head I realize she would have gotten pregnant about the first time we had unprotected sex. 

             
"I don't think you will have a problem carrying this baby to term as long as you take it easy and avoid stress. I also can't stress the importance of staying hydrated and eating well. I want to start you on a prenatal vitamin."  The doctor then rambles off a list of stuff to avoid.

             
"What about sex?" Aubrey asks. 
That's my girl!

             
"Oh it is way too early to determine the sex of the baby. It's only about the size of a peanut right now," the doctor says smiling, and Aubrey's cheeks flush bright pink.  

             
"Just kidding." The doctor is laughing to himself and the nurse rolls her eyes.  "That's one of my favorite jokes."  He's in his late 40's and is tall and thin. I imagine that being the rich doctor, his office not far from the castle in a very rich neighbor hood, that most of his clients are very wealthy women.  His sense of humor probably gets laughs from some of the older female patients, who I'm sure think the good doctor is very handsome.

             
"You may have sex, yes. In fact, the chemicals that are released in the body when a woman orgasms are very good for you. Not only that, but it is very relaxing, no."  He smiles still chuckling to himself about his joke.  "So if you feel up to it, by all means have as much sex as you want," he says and if the pink flush on her cheeks wasn't enough to make me hard, the look she gave me surely did the trick.

Chapter 9

Aubrey

             
On the way back to the house, we discuss what we should do.

             
"I want to get you somewhere safer. I was thinking about taking you to Sam's parents' farm in Iowa," Ian tells me. 

             
"Iowa would be safer how?" Not sure hanging around cows and pigs would be safer than the castle.

             
"Just that it is harder to sneak around dirt roads in the middle of nowhere," he says, like he is trying to convince himself also.

             
"Safer than the top of the line security of the castle, or even safer than North Carolina?"

             
"You would come back to North Carolina with me?" I don't know why he seems so shocked by this. 

             
"Of course, why wouldn't I?" I grab his hand that is resting on my thigh.  "I will go anywhere you want me to baby."