Authors: Amanda Heath
Her eyes meet mine, their violet coloring appearing black in the dim light. “I know you won’t ever be what Creed was.” Her hand moves up to cup my cheek. “You are a good man, no matter what you did in your past, to me or anyone else. I love you and I promise I will love you for the rest of my life. I won’t ever let anyone come between us again. I was young and naïve. I’m not those things anymore and you are what I want forever and always.”
“Are these happy tears?” I ask wiping away the liquid pooling under her eyes. She nods and I don’t waste any time in claiming her lips in a deep kiss. My tongue licks her bottom lip, seeking entrance. She opens and our tongues immediately tangle.
My hand moves to completely envelop her breast and I roll my palm against her hard little nipple. I leave her lips and pull the shirt above her chest and my tongue snakes out to lick the bud. I suck it in to my mouth and Norma arches her back, her hands ripping through my hair. My other hand travels down her body and into her panties, where I find her wet. I groan slipping a finger in to her tight heat. “Oh Chance.” she cries out softly.
“You like that?” leaving her breasts I raise up to whisper in her ear. I pump one, then two fingers inside her sex feeling her warmth coat my fingers. She is so lost in the sensation that she doesn’t reply.
I pull my fingers out and scoot down the bed until I’m eye level with her most private area. An area only I will be seeing for the rest of our lives. I slip her lace panties down her legs and throw them to the floor. She is all pink and glistening, making my cock spring up to action. I lower my face and suck her clit into my mouth causing Norma to bite her lip.
A sense of satisfaction over
comes me seeing her enjoying what we do. My tongue moves down to slip into her hole and I pump it in and out, fucking her with it. Her moans grow louder and louder so I press my thumb to her clit and rub. When she comes her hands bunch into the sheets, her head is thrown back in pure pleasure and I’m sure her cries disturbed the entire house. Not like I care.
I stand up off the bed and pull my sweat pants to the ground. Norma watches me as I palm my cock and pump up and down. She sits up and pulls my shirt over her head and it joins the rest of our clothes. She gets down to her hands and knees and crawls until she is at the edge and crooks her finger at me. I chuckle stepping up to her. Her hot little mouth is sucking me in before I realize she even moved. “Fuck.” I growl out, loving the feeling.
I try and keep my hips still as she moves but they have a mind of their own. Before long I feel the familiar stirring at the base and I move away from her mouth. She looks up and pouts. “Why did you stop?”
I pull her up and lay her down on her back. I climb over her and enter her in one swift thrust. I lower my head to say in her ear, “I wanna come like this. With you.” Her legs curl around my hips and her hands interlock behind my neck.
“Okay. I can deal with that.” she sighs moving her hips slowly with mine.
We haven’t had sex like this before and I find I want to do it in this position every time. She bites her lips several times, even licks them while I make love to her. It’s sexy as hell.
Finding I won’t be able to last long I reach between, where our bodies are joined. I flick her little clit a couple of times until her nails bite into the skin of my back. I feel her insides clutching my cock while she comes and I explode going off into another world.
When it’s over I fall on my stomach next to her and pull her under my arm. “We really need to start using condoms. I don’t know what the hell I have been thinking.” Okay so I know that I haven’t been thinking. Norma just gets me so turned on I forget the damn things.
She laughs and it almost seems nervous but I let it go. I’m too happy right this second to worry what would make her nervous right now. “You wanna take a shower?” she asks rolling out from under my arm.
“Sure. I have an early class tomorrow, it will save me some time.” I get up off the bed and pad into the bathroom, turning on the shower head. I stick my hand under the spray until it’s hot and then turn the cold. When it’s just the way I like it, I step out of the way to let Norma in.
When I join her, I immediately grab her body wash and squeeze some into my hand. She is facing the shower, letting the water soak her front. My hands grab her ass and I start spreading the suds around. She laughs at me before turning to face me. Her arms go around my shoulders and mine go around her hips. “I have to tell you something. Don’t completely freak out.”
Dread hits the pit of my stomach and I wait for her to wake me up from this dream I seem to have been having. “Okay.” I say clearing my throat. I tell myself I will be okay with her leaving me, but I really wouldn’t.
“I’m pregnant.”
Excuse me?
I feel as if my limbs have lost all their strength to carry me. The next thing I know I’m on my hands and knees in the shower panting. Norma must have turned the water off because I don’t feel it hitting my back.
The love of my life is going to have a dead man’s baby. I can deal with this, I can. We can raise it right and it won’t be like its father. God my girlfriend is going to have my niece’s brother or sister. “Chance?” Norma says nervously rubbing my back.
I move to stand up and she clutches my hand trying to help. Okay well I really needed the help. “It’s okay. I’m okay. We can do this. I’m not even upset it’s not mine. We can have some of our own one day.” I try and reassure her.
“Huh?” she looks at me like I’m an idiot but I wait for her to click the pieces together. “Oh! No this baby is yours. I’m only six weeks along, Chance.” Her wet body hugs mine close and I wrap my arms around her in relief at that news. “I know that you wouldn’t run for the hills if it wasn’t yours. You’re better than that.”
“Oh thank God!” I praise, my hands pumping up into the air. I have never been more relieved in my life! I hold Norma close, swinging her around. I totally want to jump up and down but I doubt that’s a good idea in the wet shower.
I feel kind of like my body and mind are made of jelly as I towel off and pull clean clothes on. Norma does the same and meets me in the bed. “So you’re not mad?” she inquires snuggling into my arms.
“No. Like I said earlier I should have been putting on the damn condoms. It’s not the end of the world.” I pull her left hand up in mine and rub the ring finger. “I would have liked to get a ring on this finger before I got you pregnant but not much I can do about that now.”
“I would have liked to be out of college, but I’m even happier nothing happened when I got hurt. Creed kicked me in the stomach a few times.” I tense in her arms.
“If that fucking bastard wasn’t dead, I would kill him right now. I can’t imagine hitting a woman in the face, but kicking her in the stomach is so horrible I don’t even want to think about it. I hope that mother fucker is rotting in hell.” I relax my body and squeeze Norma closer. “You’re going to have my baby. Wow. I never thought I would be this happy.”
“Me either. It wasn’t something we planned for, but it’s something to celebrate.
Epilogue
Norma
While child birth is beautiful, it hurts like fucking hell. I was pretty doped up during the actual birth, but the contractions were horrible. I never want to relive that pain! It felt like someone was trying to rip me in half. Plus the six stitches I needed to fix my vagina were painful. I don’t think I peed right for two months.
Though the look on Chance’s face when he first saw our daughter is something I will never forget. It was like he had just seen the world for the first time or something. His beautiful hazel eyes were bright with tears and happiness. I guess I will have to pop out a few more, because I want to see that look on his face again.
Audrey Chambers Duncan was born at 3:30 am on a Monday morning. She weighed six pounds and seven ounces. She had a full head of auburn hair and hazel eyes just like her daddy. I couldn’t be happier. And yes I stuck to tradition and named her after Audrey Hepburn. Blair Waldorf would be proud.
I wanted to give her my grandmother’s name for a middle name but Irene is really a weird name, so I went with her last name. My mom was a little disappointed. She wanted Diana, after Princess Diana. While she was famous, I wanted to stay with the old school actresses like all the women in our family. Chance was just happy I didn’t go with Irene.
Now Audrey is three months old and here I sit nursing and rocking her back to sleep. In my brand new house. Much to my father’s disappointment I didn’t go back to school. I do plan on going back but life wanted me to have this beautiful girl in my arms. Chance graduated last spring and got a really good job at an accounting firm here in Fayetteville.
So we bought a little three bedroom house in the suburbs. Apparently my Grammy was a secret millionaire. Mom had no explanation for that one. We received letters in the mail about what she left to each of us. All of it was money. Chance thinks it black mail money. He’s probably right.
Marley got married last month to a nice girl down in Duke. It was a small ceremony and I think Aunt Grace was proud. We never thought he would settle down. I talked to him yesterday and they are expecting their first baby next winter.
Mom and dad are living together up in his cabin off the lake. While I doubt they will ever get married, I’m glad they are together and happy. While it’s seriously weird that they are together after being apart my entire life. If that is what they want, so be it.
I heard from Regina a couple of months back. I went to get my stuff out of the dorm soon after I found out I was pregnant but she never showed while I was there. She was in rehab. She had hooked up with David and started doing drugs. It got so bad she was kicked out of school and arrested for possession, rehab was the end of the line. That or prison.
The cops investigated Creed’s death for a couple of weeks before it was ruled self-defense. They couldn’t very well charge a pregnant woman who was physically and mentally abused by the victim. Plus he shot first. And kidnapped me.
I’m still dealing with what I had to do. Well I know I didn’t have to do it, but really can I say that? Would I have let him get away with killing me and then praying on another innocent woman? Because that is what he would have do
ne. These types of people don’t stop doing what they do. They get a sick sense of satisfaction for hurting others. It makes them feel in control. And I guess Creed never really felt in control. His life was a complete mess.
Creed’s mother died five months ago from an overdose. I guess he was the only one who could keep her alive. I think Dean tried but then again he had his own mother to keep alive. Mrs. Donovan could have stayed away from the bad stuff. She just didn’t want too. Maybe Creed and she will be reunited in the afterlife.
“Is she not asleep yet?” Chance asks walking into our living room. He’s wearing boxer shorts and scratching his head.
I smile up at him. “Yeah. I just like to stare at her though.” I scrunch up my brow. “That’s not weird is it?”
He chuckles squatting down beside the rocking chair. “No. I think all new loving parents want to stare at new babies. It’s hard to believe that we made something so beautiful.” He whispers in awe looking at Audrey.
I smooth back his wild hair and my heart clenches at the love in his voice and eyes. “I love you so much big foot.”
“I love you too smalls.” he says looking up at me. He looks back at Audrey before saying, “I never thought I would love someone as much as you, but I do. God thank you for this beautiful gift.”
“No thank you. I never knew I wanted what I have until you gave it to me. I couldn’t be happier.” I smile softly at him, slowly rocking.
“I beg to differ.” He winks at me before getting up and walking off to the bedroom. He returns after a minute hiding something behind his back. I clutch Audrey closer to me and he gets down on one knee and pulls out a little black box, Tiffany’s written on the top. “Do me the greatest honor and marry me. The only thing that could make our lives any better is if you have my last name.”
Chance
My life has taken a complete 180 since Norma Jean walked back in to my life. I never thought I could be this incredibly happy. One tiny woman and a baby later, I feel next to bursting with it. I don’t even care if I sound like a woman right now. I’m that happy.
I don’t know why it took me so long to pop the question to Norma. I’ve had the ring in my underwear draw
er for months. I guess seeing how completely happy she was made me realize it was time. And when she said yes, that feeling still hasn’t gone away.
We called her mom first thing that morning and the woman was here before lunch. They have been planning this day for weeks and it’s finally here. Her dad even paid for it. I guess he thought he hasn’t done enough for her, and wanted to give her this. I honestly couldn’t thank the man enough for creating such an amazing creature.
I look out over the crowd of people sitting here watching us get married. My mom stands out, her new boyfriend sitting next to her. I haven’t really spent any time with the man, but he seems okay. He doesn’t yell at her or hit her, so he’s fine with me.