Chapter 83 JUST STARTED
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I am deeply asleep when the bed moves and shifts. I could feel something clamber over me. Except for my husband, who else? Even in my unconsciousness, I am well known of my husband's presence around me.
I could feel his nose and lips running down my neck and throat, kissing, sucking, trailing down to my br**sts. The sensation arouses me. His tongue swirls around one ni**le while his fingers tease the other relentlessly.
"Ahh…" I groan loudly, I am lost, lost to all the sensation I cannot escape. I am completely at the mercy of his expert touch.
He moves down to my belly, his tongue circling my navel, I moan. He's kissing, sucking, and nibbling. I throw my head back and cry out as I erupt into my release. I am on the brink, and he stops.
No…
The bed shifts and his hands travel quickly down both my legs, squeezing and kneading, and then very slowly I feel his fingers tracing the fabric of my panty and soon they are gone.
Then, grasping my hips, he lifts me so that my back is no longer on the bed. I am arched, resting on my shoulders and he's kneeling up between my legs.
And in one swift slamming move, he's inside me. Oh, F**k, I cry out, and soon my cries were swallowed by him. He grips me harder his fingers digging into the flesh of my behind and very slowly he starts to move.
Out and then In. Agonizingly slowly. "Please." I wail under him involuntarily and his pace increases.
He lowers me back onto the bed, and he's lying on top of me. I open my eyes, my vision blurry, I blink multiple times until I get the clear image of my husband on top of me, he is still wearing his vest, his hands on the bed beside my br**sts as he supports his weight and thrust into me with force.
"Hubby…" I breathe, he is getting more and more passionate about each upcoming sex and I don't understand why. I am afraid that he would again turn into that beast and as I am pregnant now I don't think we should really go for it.
"I. Love. You. Tessy." He says with each thrust and I fall free from my release while he follows me and then collapses on top of me.
We stay like this for a while, breathing heavily with a disoriented mind. After a while, my consciousness returns, and I look down at my husband whose face is buried in my chest blowing hot breath on my skin.
I caress his hair to calm him as I ask lightly, "Hubby, what is it?"
"What?" He asks, breathless.
"There is something wrong I can sense it. What is it?" I ask him again more briefly and his body tense as he holds me tighter in his arm nearly crushing me with his hold.
"I don't want to lose you." He whispers like a small child and I look at him puzzled.
"I am not going anywhere." I tell him but he didn't respond just hugs me tightly all the time. I don't understand what is fearing him?
"Hubby, we need to get ready." I remind him and then finally he sits up, "Come let's take a shower together." He offers and I look at him hesitantly, last night's shower ended up into something else and after what we did just now I am not able to take another blow from him and I also need to visit the hospital.
"Hubby… We can't be late." I tell him nervously and he grins, "We won't." Taking my hand he pulls me to the bathroom and then very gently rubs my skin, I feel relieved when he didn't do anything except cleaning me.
We get ready in hurry and he blow dry my hair to save time. Such a caring husband. I grin looking at him and he notices as he playfully smiles back at me.
We walk down together and Ann was already seated at the table.
"Morning Ann," We both greet her in unison and Ann smiles back at us. We take our seat and starts to eat our breakfast. After the breakfast is finished, Ann speaks first, "Tessa, dear we are leaving now… If you need to take anything from the room ask Miss Celine to bring it."
"No, Ann. I don't want anything." I tell Ann and she gives me a gentle smile. Ann stands up to leave, me and Andrew follow but as we reach the main door, Ann turns and looks at Andrew with a raised brow.
"Andrew, why you are still here? Go to your office."
She says and my face falls immediately, "Isn't Andrew accompanying us in the hospital, Ann?" I ask trying to be calm and polite.
"No, why do we need his company? A man should focus on his work, not on his wife's appointments." Ann says plainly and I feel a pang of disappointment as I look at Andrew.
Come on, say something… My eyes pleas but he remains silent.
"Ann is right, Tessy. You both take care, I'll leave for the work." He kisses my head and then leaves while I look at his back unhappily. As the father of the child, he must accompany me to the appointment….
I feel so much anger and my mood turns so grumpy that when I sit in the car I didn't even wait for the man to close the door, in fact, I slam it hard with my hands. Ann sits beside me completely ignoring my tantrums.
Sigh…
I couldn't even throw tantrums here.
We reach the hospital and the doctor takes me straight to the examination room. She lays me down and then puts some gel on my belly, Thankfully I am wearing a two-piece outfit so I am saved from showing her my panty show.
She start to do an ultrasound and I expect her to say something to me but she didn't. At last, when she finally wipes away the gel from my tummy I look at her and ask anxiously, "How's the baby?"
"It's absolutely fine." She says and I sigh with relief.
After that, I am led to the waiting room and the doctor goes back to her office where she discusses my pregnancy with Ann. I patiently wait for her to come out and she emerges after a while.
"Let's go, Tessa." She says with a neutral face and I can't tell if what the doctor has discussed with her is good or bad.
Feeling anxious, I ask Ann, "Ann, what did the doctor say about the child?"
"The child is fine, You don't need to worry about anything, just eat and relax I am here to take care of everything, Tessa." She says with a firm voice and an assuring smile and I nod my head obediently.
We go back home and Miss Celine seems to put me on a strict diet, she keeps giving me the food from time to time, and when I refuse to eat she would threaten me that she will tell Ann about it and then having no choice I reluctantly finish all the food.
Even when I am pregnant I don't feel much hungry but how Miss Celine is supposed to understand this.
At the dinner, I was all full and didn't even touch my food but Ann's one gaze made me pick up the spoon and start eating my food. She then hands me the medicine to eat, and when I reach my room, I couldn't control myself anymore as I start throwing up heavily.
"ARGHHH…"
Life was squeezing out from me with each pressure and then I feel the warmth on my back and soon my hair was pulled back by my husband.
I tilt my head to see him and mutter, "Thanks.." But as soon as I close my mouth again the retch feeling comes and I again throw up. Andrew didn't say anything he stays beside me until I finished throwing up.
"Are you done?" He asks, his voice is full of concern while I am awash with the extreme humiliation.
I nod my head weakly and then he picks me up and brings me back to our room, placing me gently on the bed, he disappears into the washroom and comes out after a while with a mouth freshener bottle and a towel.
He hands me the mouthwash to gargle and then a bin to spit in it and then with a towel he gently clean my face.
I am flush from his deeply concerned actions and again he disappears into the washroom to keep back the things and then comes out.
"How are you feeling, now?" He sits beside me and asks.
"Hmm, better…" I tell him weakly.
"How was your appointment?" He asks, curious.
"Hmm fine…" I tell him plainly.
"And the child?" He asks, he looks anxious and curious when he mentions the child and I feel warmth in my heart when I look at his worry for the child.
Alas, he does care for the child, and why he shouldn't be caring, huh?
My subconsciousness scolds me…
"The child is fine too… Ann has discussed all the things with the doctor. My job is to eat and rest." I tell him and he frowns slightly.
"Didn't Doctor discuss anything with you?" He asks after a while looking unhappy.
"No…" I tell him.
"Why?" He questions with a deep frown.
"Because Ann is there to discuss everything. Don't worry I trust Ann." I tell him and his face falls. What isn't he supposed to be happy about this?
"Hubby… You are worrying for no reason everything is good…" I try to comfort him and he finally releases his breath as he stares into my eyes. "Tessy, no matter what I will try my best to protect you." He says in a commitment and I smile warmly.
"And our child too," I add as I place his hand on my belly. He gives me a small smile that didn't match his eyes at all but I shrug away the topic because I know Andrew is worried about me and I think it's normal for a person to be worried about his wife during pregnancy.
And mine has just started.
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