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He proposed to me in the most unique way ever. Johnathon hadn’t really proposed to me he just took me to the justice of the peace before he shipped off to boot camp. We did it so that he could get Luke and I on record as his dependents. It made sense in the heat of the moment. Now I’ve accepted another marriage proposal. I was seriously stunned at what he’d said about loving the whole package, me and Luke. Jeff had never really loved Luke. Luke was always an afterthought with him.
We get up the next morning and take Luke to school. Today is my first ultrasound and I am still nervous that something may have happened to the baby. Anthony is going with me and that helps calm my nerves down. We arrive early for the appointment and I am drinking water like a dog that’s been in the sun for too long.
The tech finally calls me back to the ultrasound room. The ultrasound seems to take forever as the technician finds where the little one is hiding at and then takes her measurements so that she can get an exact determination to how far along I am and when I should be due. The doctor wants to go over the ultrasound results after the appointment so that we can get an exact date in the chart.
After what seems like an hour goes by the technician turns the screen where I can see it. On the screen is our little one. It looks like a little peanut on the screen. I can’t believe that I’m pregnant and engaged, Again. I knew Johnathon for three years and dated him for two before I got pregnant, let alone married. Here I’ve almost known Anthony for a year and I’m engaged to be married as well as pregnant with his child. It’s just a lot to take in.
I must have been lost in my own thoughts because I feel the technician wiping off the gel that was on my belly for the ultrasound. She hands Anthony a few of the pictures that she took of our little one. She shows me to one of the exam rooms so that the doctor can go over the ultrasound results and update the chart.
I sit next to Anthony who is gently rubbing my shoulders letting me know everything is okay. Finally, the doctor comes in and says, “Well, how are you feeling Lilly?”
Is it that obvious that I’m a nervous wreck and sick all day every day? I don’t have to answer the question because Anthony answers it for me. He informs the doctor that I can’t seem to hold anything down for a long period of time. The doctor nods at this information and writes something in the chart. He then says, “Well, the good news is you are approaching the end of your first trimester. According to the ultrasound you are eight weeks and two days pregnant. You’re due is May twenty fifth.” Great I get to puke my guts out for almost another four weeks. To top it off Luke will be out of school shortly after the baby is born. So, much for me getting rest when the baby does, because Luke will be awake and nothing says disaster more than an awake almost six year old.
The doctor hands me a prescription for an anti-nausea medicine that I can take to help my stomach since over the counter items aren’t working. I take the prescription and thank the doctor. Anthony can’t believe that the first trimester is almost gone.
We head to the pharmacy and pick up the anti-nausea medicine. I take one almost immediately when we leave the store. It takes some time to work, but when it kicks in I’m hungry. Anthony warns me to take it slow until we know how the medicine really makes me feel. He advises me not to eat anything greasy, but right now the baby wants a big greasy chicken sandwich with fries. I force Anthony to pull into the nearest fast food place and get me what I want. He even orders the strawberry milkshake that I so love.
I’m in heaven when the food hits my stomach. I must have been moaning too much, because before I realize it we are turning into the driveway and Anthony is pulling me out of the truck. Once we get inside he lets me sit down and finish my food.
When I’m done he pulls me into the bedroom. He is in a weird mood, he gently lays me down on the bed. Before I know it he’s got my pants and underwear off of me. He’s lapping at the juices that I put out, like it’s his last meal. He’s savoring every lick he gets. I’m easy to get a climax today. I’m flying high in only a few moments after he began kissing me.
As I’m coming down from my climax Anthony finishes stripping off my clothes as well as his own. He kisses my belly and his beard tickles me. He whispers to my belly, “Watch out little one daddy is coming in for a play date.” I know he’s joking around,but within a couple of seconds he is sliding inside of me and it feels good. I can’t deny that he fills me perfectly. I know that because it feels like he’s rearranging my ovaries everytime we make love. Yeah, I said make love. He takes his time with me, not like when a man just has sex and once he’s climaxed it’s over regardless if you had one or not. No, Anthony always makes sure I climax.
Today I’ve already had one when he slides inside of me. He makes beautiful love to me, although apparently I’m too hot and tight for him to resist today that he finishes before I have another climax. He knows that I didn’t go and doesn’t leave me hanging. His hands gently caress me. He finds my little nub and applies a gentle but firm pressure on it. He’s rubbing my nub and I feel him insert two fingers from his other hand into my channel. One hand is pumping in and out of me while the other is rubbing my nub. A few moments later I have the orgasm of a lifetime. I’m raising my hips up off the bed and Anthony is pumping his fingers inside me faster and faster. I can’t take the sensations anymore so I say,”Stop babe.” I’m breathless, he knows it was a good one for me I feel his fingers stop moving and I can feel my walls pulsing around his fingers.
“Damn, babe you’re trying to milk my fingers.” He says with a big grin on his face.
All I can do is smile at what he’s saying to me. As I’m coming down and the climax has passed I feel him remove his fingers from inside me. I miss the feeling of him there almost instantly.
“Get some rest babe, I’ve got Luke.” He whispers in my ear and I close my eyes.
I must have dozed off when we finished making love, because when I wake up Luke is home and playing in the den with Anthony. I’m covered with the sheets. I can’t remember anyone covering me up, but it must have been Anthony before he left to pick up Luke.