Page 20 of Pregnant By the Joc

“Are you having second thoughts, angel?” I hold her hand while we wait for the judge to walk into the room.

“No. Just in disbelief that this is my life.” Smiling, I kiss through her tears and move her hair behind her ear.

“Well believe it baby. This is our life.” My parents, sister, and Heather are behind us, waiting patiently, giving us this moment to talk. I can’t help but look over at her as she stands beside me. She decided to wear a lace one piece jumpsuit with a sweetheart neckline. There is a silk sash on the side of her belly. My eyes take in her crystal encrusted heels, and I feel like a lucky man. She is beautiful, even nine months pregnant.

This morning I woke her up the way I always do, with my cock lodged inside of her warmth and my mouth on her leaking tits. The cream falling from her tits is not sweet yet, but I drink it anyway, so fucking turned on by feeding from her.

Once she had gotten two orgasms out, I surprised her with a diamond necklace and earrings to match to wear for today. She in turn gave me a platinum link chain to wear along my neck, engraved with her name and the name of our daughter. I put it on immediately and will cherish it forever.

Now we are in the judge’s chambers waiting to be married. I can hardly stand still. My heart is doing somersaults. I am so damn happy.

“Alright folks. I am Judge Marsh, and I will be overseeing your ceremony this afternoon. Who is the happy couple?” Ripley and I raise our hands. “Excellent. I am assuming these are your family and you have chosen two of them to be your witnesses?”

“Yes. My father Jacob.”

“And my best friend Heather.”

“Very well. Have you two written your own vows or will I be saying traditional words?” I look at Ripley and she nods her head at me letting me know she has her own vows.

“Our own your honor.”

“Alright. Who will be going first?” I squeeze Ripley’s hand letting her know to go first.

“Cobi. My heart is so full on this special day. Nine months ago you told me you were going to take care of me. You promised me I would never be alone again and that you would protect me no matter what. You have shown me in so many ways how huge and real your love is and right now, kicking between us is more proof of the destiny we were chosen for. I promise to love, honor, obey and believe in you until death do us part. I love you so much, my prince charming.” She slides the platinum band on my finger and something inside of me clicks into place. It's like the piece of my soul that was at unrest, is now at peace. She stands on her tiptoes and wipes the wetness from my face.

“Your turn young man.” Nodding at the judge I turn back to the love of my life.

“Ripley, my angel, my love, my soul. You walked into school the first day of senior year and it felt like the rug had been pulled from under me. You had me upside down trying to get you to believe in my complete devotion to you. I knew the moment our lips first touched that everything I ever wanted to do in my life was so I could provide, take care of and be everything for you and our children. Now here in this office in front of the people who love us I am promising to love, cherish, lead, listen and honor your gift, until death do us part. I love you, Angel, more than anything in this world.” Sliding her wedding band on her finger, I notice her face grimaces for a moment, but she has been doing that lately as our daughter's space gets more cramped and kicks get more vicious.

“Well those were beautiful vows. By the honor vested in me I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride.” Leaning over, I place both of my hands on her belly and meet her lips softly and with awe. This is our first kiss as husband and wife.

“I love you, wife.” Fuck that felt good.

“I love you too, husband. Can we sign the license now?” Pulling back, I read a little bit of panic on her face but the idiot man I am, I don’t put it together right away. I turn to the desk and sign my name and then she signs hers. The judge begins shaking my parents hand when Ripley cries out and something wet hits my shoes.

“Ripley, angel, what’s wrong?” She is doubled over, clutching her stomach. My mother moves to her side immediately and then it hits me.

“My water broke.” Holy shit. Holy fuck. It’s like my brain short circuited or something because I am literally frozen in place with no idea what to do right now. I mean what the hell good is Lamaze class if men are still useless when the time comes?

“Son.” My father touches my shoulder and I look at him like he just said something weird.

“Ahhh. I am going to kill you Cobi.” Her scream breaks my fugue state and I grab her hand.

“Remember the class baby. Just breathe. In and out. Mom and dad can you go back and get her go bag. We will see you at the hospital.” they both nod. Siddah comes over and kisses Ripley on the cheek.

“I get a sister and a niece on the same day. This is awesome.” She walks out with my parents and the judge helps me get Ripley to the car.

Once she is buckled in I run around the side and fly like a bat out of hell. The hospital is only ten minutes away, but one thing Lamaze class taught me was that ten minutes can make a big difference. “Oh my God. Those videos did not lie.” She shouts, gripping the seats.

“I’m sorry baby. I love you so much.” I am driving but also trying to keep track of how close together her contractions are.

“You shut up. You did this to me.” Fuck. I feel a fleeting moment of guilt and it is quickly replaced by excitement.

“I did baby. I did it so you couldn’t leave me and look, we’re married and meeting our baby girl, angel.” Tears fall down my face and right now I don’t care.

“I know. I know Cobi. I love you so much. I can’t wait to meet our... ahhhh.” She screams again and my heart begins to pump so damn fast. They are coming way too fast. We pull up to the hospital emergency bay and everyone comes to the car.

“My wife is in labor. Her water broke. Contractions are about three minutes apart.” They put her in a wheelchair and push her inside. I follow them back to the room and once they give us her gown and stuff, they walk out, and I help her undress and get settled in. “Angel, I don't think you are going to have time for an epidural. She seems ready to come out.” I tell her, rubbing her lower back.

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