Page 12 of Pregnant By the Joc

“Goodnight. We won’t be down for the rest of the night,” he says nothing else. Walking up the stairs I rub his face and kiss his cheek.

“Cobi, honey please relax. I am fine. Our baby is fine. Nothing serious happened.” He walks up into the restroom and sits me on the sink. He says nothing to me but begins undressing me, one item at a time. He moves and turns on the shower before leaning into me, kissing my mouth. “Cobi.” I say his name wanting him to say something, anything.

Instead of answering me, he simply undoes my bra and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth. My back bows pushing my tits further into his face. He pinches the other one while his warm mouth causes my pussy to leak. He switches moving back and forth and I throw my head back and call his name.

He has been undressing himself while he feasts on my nipples. His cock spring from his cup and I reach for it wanting to feel that thick muscle in my hand. “No,” he says, pulling back. He rips my panties from my body and lifts me, so my legs are wrapped around his waist. Into the hot water we go, kissing and clinging to one another. My back hits the cold tiles and I cry out from the shock. There is something so erotic about our wet bodies sliding against one another. I can feel his cock between my legs, pushing against my lips, demanding entry.

“Talk to me, babe.” I beg him, chasing his mouth with my own. My hands find purchase in his hair, and I moan into his mouth, when I feel his cock moving up and down my slit, teasing me, riling me up for when he slides into me so slowly I almost cry. “Jacobi!” I shout his name when our connection is restored and I can feel the pulse in the vein of his cock beating inside of me, aligning our heartbeats, reminding me our love is inside of me, growing.

“God I love you so fucking much. Seeing you on the ground, blood on you, everything I thought I had flashed before my eyes. I thought I was losing both of you, angel. Jesus, I couldn’t protect you and it is fucking killing me.” He says this into my ear before kissing me again. “I want to know everything that happened, angel, but right now, I just need to be inside of you, feeling you, hearing your sighs and moans, to prove you are still here.” He pulls out slowly and glides back in.

“I love you too, babe. I’m sorry. I should have listened to you. Yes!” He grinds my hips into his, rubbing against my cock in the process and I can do nothing but wiper at the intensity of this moment. I don’t know if it is everything that happened today, or my hormones, but I am already there and I am not trying to stop it.

My pussy ripples around his cock and I bite down on his shoulder right before I feel him come inside of me. “I am never letting you go.” He whispers. I hope he never does.

ChapterNine

Jocobi

I slide out of bed slowly not wanting to wake Ripley. I stand beside it waiting to make sure she doesn’t wake. Sometimes she can’t sleep if she is not wrapped around me, exactly the way I want her. Dependent on me. Obsessed with me like I am with her. Normally I wouldn’t dare leave this bed while she sleeps, but right now, I am like a tea kettle about to whistle, and I want to be far away from her when I do.

Running my hand down her face, I lean over and kiss her shoulder before throwing on my basketball shorts and a t-shirt and grab my cell phone. Quietly I slink out the bedroom and pad my way down the stairs. I move toward the back, making sure not to slam the door once I am outside. My feet hit the grass and I scream at the sky. “WHAT THE FUCK!” All of the pinned-up anger and rage starts boiling over.

I am pacing the yard, cursing and ripping my hair at the thought that it could have been worse. I could have lost them both. Logically I know a fall that minor, Ripley would have been fine, but that doesn’t mean it couldn’t have affected the baby. In my mind if we lost the baby, Ripley would never recover. Hell neither would I. “I was wondering how long it was going to take you to come out here to let it out.” I spin around and see my father standing by the door.

“Shit dad. What are you doing at home?” Normally after a game he goes into the station for a few hours on account of all the craziness afterwards. He moves and starts walking towards me.

“I thought it was best I come here in case you decided to do something stupid.” He definitely knows me.

“So you stayed home to make sure I don’t fucking kill that bitch with my bare hands?” I growl at him running my hands through my hair.

“Yeah. Something like that.”

“So what, am I supposed to act like it didn’t happen? Pretend she didn't almost cost me my life?” He moves closer and puts his hand on my shoulder.

“Look at me son, I was you at this age. I took one look at your mother, and I knew she was going to be my wife. Hell I did some underhanded shit to make it a reality. Some stuff she still doesn’t know to this day, but the one thing I NEVER did was anything that could get me taken away from her and leave her unprotected. Do you understand what I am saying to you?” Of course I understand but damn it, I can’t just do nothing. Can I?

“I get what you are saying to me but Ripley she…she’s my oxygen, dad. Hell, she is my happiness.” That still doesn’t seem like enough. “She is my rib, dad. And that baby is our joined heartbeat. Knowing someone put either of them in danger is settling like cement in my gut. It is hardening and turning into a rage I have never felt before. If I don't do something it is going to live inside of me and then what?” He seems to take a moment to think and then he asks me the one thing he knows would calm me down.

“What does Ripley want you to do?” Damn. How the hell does he know she begged me to let it go?

“She wants me to do nothing.” Saying it feels like something bitter on my tongue.

“Well there you go. Are you telling me you are going to go against her wishes?” The old man is serving me right now, with all the guilt.

“No, of course not.” He nods like he just won.

“Good. Now, I suggest you get out all of your ire before coming back in and then let it rest son. A few more months and both of you will be done with this school and all the assholes in it.” I nod my head not saying anything else. I don’t want him to read my intentions.

“You’re right, dad.” He pulls me into a hug before heading inside. The entire time he was talking I was thinking about another avenue. He just said I can’t do anything myself. He didn’t say I couldn’t orchestrate something, did he?

When I am sure he is no longer within earshot, I pull my phone out of my pocket and call Cori. “Big man, to what do I owe the pleasure?” Asshole. He has been on my back lately about not hanging out with him since I got Ripley. I hear him you know, but unless he finds his mate he will never understand the incessant need to insert himself in her, and around anything having to do with her as much as possible.

“Shut up asshole.” I growl at him not having the patience for this. He could care less. He chuckles.

“You take a break from stalking and playing with your toy?”

“Shut the fuck up, Cori. I called you for a favor but now I just want to snap your damn neck.” Growling, I hang up the phone pissed off more than I was. My phone buzzes in my hand and I see it is him calling back. I almost don’t answer but because this is for my woman, I will put up with anything. “What!”

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