It had been a hell of a week. We’d finally gotten confirmation after three long months that everything with Beau was indeed over with. Sylvia’s pendant was returned and she was finally able to put it all behind her. She never really came out and admitted that she still worried about him, but I noticed she often looked around carefully whenever we left the apartment. She would hesitate before opening text messages, too. I never said anything to her about it. She never really wanted to stay at her apartment. She had more or less moved into mine. I knew it was just something she needed to work through. I hoped now she would be able to get over that fear.
They also put Kelly’s accident to rest, too. There was absolutely nothing to tie it to Beau. I still had a seed of doubt in my mind about that, but I guess I just needed to let that go. From all accounts it was just ice and speed and just a tragic accident. Sylvia accepted that, and was really trying to let it all go. With Mom’s help, she finally put his house on the market. She still had his ashes to spread on the lake, but she was waiting for it to get warmer and go out on the boat with Jason’s dad to do it.
To top off the week, Sylvia had been sick with a sinus infection. I never did get her to go the doctor. She kept insisting she was fine, that it was just a cold. I kept asking her to go, and finally she relented and let my dad look her over. The antibiotic helped, and she was doing better by the end of the week.
It was spring break and Easter weekend, but no one left town. Kerri and Kai had taken a couple day trips shopping for wedding stuff, but Sylvia stayed behind because she wasn’t feeling well. Mom had gone with them one day and she was excited to have us all over to their place for a big Easter dinner. Mom and Dad had taken to all of my new friends. Even Jason came around some. I didn’t have the type of friendship with him that I had with Sloane and Reed, but we could be in the same room without it turning into a pissing contest. I think he finally accepted that I wasn’t going to leave Sylvia again, and that she loved me.
I put down the textbook I was pretending to study and picked up the remote. Sylvia was due back any minute. I couldn’t wait. I missed her whenever we were apart for a whole day. She’d gone to the spa with Kerri and Kai and then they were going shopping. They’d finally made use of the gift certificates from Christmas. Sylvia hadn’t really wanted to go, but with a little coaxing she gave in. I was worried about what mood she would be in when she got home. She would probably be tired after having to follow Kai’s pace all day. If I’d known when she was going to be home I would have ordered supper or something, but I had no idea when she would return.
I flipped mindlessly through the channels, hoping that Sylvia would feel up to something that night. We hadn’t really done anything since she got sick, and I was about at my breaking point with wanting her. After the morning at the spa she would be all soft-skinned and would smell so good. I didn’t even think about what I was doing. I was too lost in my thoughts on Sylvia and what I would like to do to her that night. I heard the key in the lock and froze, realizing I had my cock out and in my hand.
I quickly tried to get it back in and zip up before she opened the door. I felt my cheeks get warm and knew I was blushing at almost getting caught by her. It wasn’t that she didn’t know I jerked off. In fact, she’d even watched me. It was more getting caught doing it in the afternoon on the living room couch that had me flustered. Hell, I wasn’t even watching porn to justify it. What was on TV? I glanced over and groaned. I had Discovery Health on. They were showing some random surgery.
All thoughts left when the door opened and I got my first glimpse of post-spa/shopping Sylvia. I knew it was all Kai’s doings, but I could have kissed that girl right then and there for what she’d done to Sylvia. Sylvia was standing in the doorway, biting her lip, looking the picture of innocence. Her strawberry blond hair hung in loose curls down her back with a few tendrils over her shoulder in front. She had just a light touch of make up on. Nothing over the top, just enough that it drew my attention to it. I continued my perusal. She had some white button-up sweater looking thing on with a pink and brown argyle pattern on the front. It was slightly tight and cut low enough that it gave a nice view of the milky skin of her collarbone and a hint of the roundness of the top of her breasts. Fuck, she was even wearing a pearl necklace. I had no idea how Kai managed to talk her into the skirt she had on. It was pink and appeared to be denim. It was short as hell, leaving her legs bare and tempting.
“You look so good, Sylvia. How was your day out with the girls?”
I met her eyes after taking her all in, and knew that she was aware of my thoughts as I looked her over. Her eyes grew dark and a light blush rose up from under that revealing sweater and continued to climb up her throat and over her cheeks. That was a blush I knew well, and I knew Sylvia’s thoughts weren’t too far from my own. It wasn’t embarrassment that caused the blood to rush through her. It was lust. Her gaze turned predatory as she stalked towards me. The phrase something wicked this way comes flitted through my mind. It may have been something wicked, but it was going to be oh-so-good.
She slipped out of her shoes before she got to me, leaving them lying in the middle of the floor. She licked her lips as she stood before me.
“My day was good, but it’s about to get much better.” Her voice was husky and low and my dick stood up and took notice.
I shifted a bit and she peeked down at my lap and smirked. Without warning she straddled my lap, her tight skirt was pushed up around her hips. I could feel the heat from her as she ground down onto me, simultaneously tormenting and pleasing me. She was all sorts of hot as she lunged forward with a little growl and attacked my throat just under my ear. The little nips and licks sent torrents of electricity shooting through me. She made a little groaning sound and I moaned in return and threw my head back on the couch, letting her have her way with me. I thrust my hips up to her and she pushed back down on me harder.
Sylvia was demanding and seductive and hot as fuck. It was such a contrast to the angelic visage she had on. Her fingers threaded into my hair, digging in slightly before she pulled my head to her. She licked the shell of my ear and sucked on my earlobe, pulling on it with her teeth before she let it go. Her hot breath caressed my ear as she whispered, “You were all I could think about today. I couldn’t wait to get home to feel you against me.” She slowly rotated her hips as she rubbed against me, eliciting a moan from me. “And in my mouth,” she ran her tongue over me again, “and in me.” With each word her voice became lower with wanton need. She grabbed my hands as she hummed in my ear, “I need to feel your hands on me.” She brought my hands up to her waist.
She leaned back and arched her back and took a deep breath in. I was captivated by her movement, watching her chest rise in front of me. She circled her hips again before unbuttoning her sweater. I was torn between watching her eyes as they promised me delicious things to come, and the unveiling of the pale pink lace bra that was hidden under the sweater. Once the sweater was completely unbuttoned she slid it off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor behind her. She brought her hands back to her sides and slid them up until they were cupping her breasts. She didn’t remove the bra but it didn’t exactly hide anything, either. Her dark pink nipples were hard and just begging to be taken between my lips. She rubbed her thumbs over them before moaning and letting go. She grabbed my hair again and pulled my mouth to her breasts.
I traced my tongue over the lace from one to the other and back again. Sylvia kept her back arched and her hands in my hair not letting me up. I brought my hands up to her breasts and pushed them together, sucking on the exposed skin that pushed out the top. She let go of my hair and reached down to pull my t-shirt off. I briefly broke contact with her soft, warm skin as she pulled it over my head. Once it was removed, I went back to the delight in my hands. I pulled on the bit of lace and satin with my teeth, scraping her tender skin along the way. She shivered and I smirked, knowing she liked it.
Her hand slipped between us and the heat from her body momentarily disappeared. It was replaced with her hand rubbing roughly over my denim-clad hardness. I pushed up against her hand and she pulled it away. I whimpered and she brought it back, stroking up from the base to the top of the waistband. She unbuttoned and unzipped it and slipped her hand in and down around me. She teased me by gently sliding her hand over me, barely touching me. I was still massaging her breasts and licking over her nipples, but my mind was on the feeling of her hand over my cock. I just wanted to thrust up against her and get the friction I craved.
Sylvia shifted to the side and slightly off me and I wanted to pull her back until I realized she was just moving to tug my jeans down. I raised my hips and she pulled them to my knees and resumed her position before tangling her fingers in my hair. She rubbed against me again and I could feel the silk of her panties slide over my dick causing it to twitch in anticipation.
“God, Quinn. You’re so hard and it feels so good.” She yanked me by my hair up to meet her hungry mouth. There was nothing sweet or innocent about the kiss we shared. It was full of fire and power. Sylvia in charge blew my mind. She was like I had never seen her before, and I’d seen her many different ways. She rubbed herself on me harder with each rotation. I could feel her getting wetter and wetter and her legs started to tense around me.
I slipped my hand down between us and pushed the little patch of material covering my heaven aside. I just wanted Sylvia, no matter what. Her little moans and whimpers against my mouth were driving me crazy. God, she was wet. I easily slid my middle finger along her, probing into her heat. I circled my thumb up to her clit, circling it but not touching it.
“What do you want, Sylvia? Tell me. I want to give you what you want, but you need to tell me.” I growled it in her ear before I brought my mouth down to her sweet spot just below her ear.
“I want you to make me come. Please, Quinn. Please make me come.” Her words were low and breathy as she begged me.
I hooked my finger, rubbing where I knew she wanted it and pushed against her pearl with my thumb, alternating the pressure between them. It wasn’t long before I felt her entire body go rigid and she drew her breath in, holding it, keeping herself from crying out.
I slowed my movements, waiting for her to calm down. It wasn’t long before her body relaxed around me and she pushed my hand away. She grabbed my aching cock and brought it to her, rubbing the head along her wetness, teasing us both. As she positioned me where she wanted me, I brought my fingers up to my lips and licked her off them. I loved the taste of her sweetness and, as far as I was concerned, this was just an appetizer.
Her eyes were wild as she sank down. Her warmth enclosed around me, squeezing me as she slid down. She arched back again giving me access to her beautiful breasts as she shifted her hips up and around on me. The sight of her with hungry eyes and her hair cascading down her back with nothing on but a lacy pink bra and a pearl necklace was an image I never wanted to forget. I kept one hand on her hip, massaging it, and brought the other to her still-covered chest. I slipped her breasts out of the cups and took a nipple into my mouth. She cried out and rocked harder onto me. Her nipple puckered tighter as I swirled my tongue over it. I clamped my lips hard around the little bud and grazed it with my teeth.
Sylvia ran her hands up my arms and shoulder sending sparks, deep into the muscles as she passed over them on her way to the back of my neck. She pulled me to her breasts tighter, urging me on with carnal sounds. My hips thrust up to her, matching her movements. She was not slow or tender as she rode me. She took what she needed and it was so very erotic.
I dropped my other hand to hold on to her waist so I could hold her as I thrust up into her. After I let go of her breasts she returned her hands to them, cupping them in an offering to me. I moved to the other one, giving it the attention I had given the first. I was faintly aware of her fingers on her other hand tweaking the other nipple. It was more than I could take, and I raised my mouth to her once again.
It wasn’t long before her cries became louder and incoherent. When she tightened around me I didn’t even think I could move. She held me in place as her inner muscles massaged my cock, begging for me to come with her. I felt the tightness and pressure rising from my center and I was gone, lost in her as she pulled me over the edge with her into a bliss that I can’t even begin to describe.
Sylvia collapsed against my shoulder and we stayed like that for a few minutes as we came out of the fevered haze. I placed soft kisses on her head and took a big breath, drawing her essence in. There was nothing on earth that smelled as wonderful as a recently fucked Sylvia.
Finally, she slid up off me and sat next to me on the couch, where she snuggled up against me.
“God, I needed that after the week I had,” She sighed.
I leaned down and kissed her slowly. “I did too.” For now I was content, but I was already looking forward to later.
It was an unusually warm day for the end of May. I thought about seeing if everyone was up for going to the park or just doing something outside later. I didn’t know what they all had going on since, I had been in class all day. The rest were done for the semester. Mine just went longer, the disadvantage of being in med school. I cut across the street towards the parking lot, gazing at the building ahead of me. When I’d moved in just months ago, I’d never expected my life to change as much as it had. I never would have guessed that this building held everything I’d ever wanted. Once again, my mother knew what was best. Even if I didn’t.
I thought back over the time since I’d moved in. How worried I had been waiting for Sylvia to know I was there. How disappointed I was when I found out she was dating Beau, and then how concerned I was once I saw him for who he was. I pushed thoughts of him and that time from my mind. He wasn’t worth the seconds my brain wasted on him. Sylvia was happy now, and she was mine and that was all that really mattered.
As I got closer to the door I saw a person sitting on the front steps of our building. I smiled when I realized it was Sylvia. She had been sick quite a bit lately, and I had started to really worry about her. Every time I brought it up she insisted she was fine, that it was just nerves about finals or that she had just eaten something that didn’t agree with her. After the episode this morning, I’d been ready to call my dad and have him come talk to her. I figured if she still wasn’t feeling well that night I would suggest they come over.
My smile faltered as I approached. Sylvia looked really upset. My first thought was to get her to smile. I did a silly little dance as I walked up and hoped that would help. When her expression didn’t even waver, I began to worry. Something was obviously wrong. My first thought was that Beau was out. I knew that was irrational. There was no way he was getting out of a federal drug trafficking charge, and added to that was the gun they found in his pickup the day he came to the apartment plus some other little charges. He was facing over 30 years. There was something else wrong. My thoughts raced: my parents, one of our friends. I realized it could be about anything.
“Sylvia, what’s wrong, love?”
She didn’t answer me, just stood up and took my hand and pulled me towards the door. I followed her, but I continued to question her. She never said a word all the way up the steps just kept gripping my hand tighter. We got to the door to my apartment and she opened it, leading me inside. She still didn’t say anything as she led me down the hall to the bathroom. I was extremely puzzled. The light was left on in there, and Sylvia walked over to the counter and picked something up. I didn’t see what it was until she handed it to me. I looked down in confusion at the little white plastic stick in my hand.
Then it hit me. I was holding a pregnancy test. I didn’t even need to know what the two pink lines meant. That was obvious from Sylvia’s reaction. She was having a baby. No, we were having a baby. My first reaction was fear. My eyes widened and I looked at Sylvia as if to confirm it.
“Are you...is it...” I couldn’t even get the question out. Sylvia nodded in confirmation.
I dropped the stick and opened my arms and Sylvia fell into them. She clung to me there in the middle of the bathroom as I held her and rocked her slowly side to side. I didn’t know what to say. I had so many emotions coursing through me. I was terrified and yet some part of me was thrilled. I was worried about Sylvia and her health, and then questioned why I hadn’t thought of pregnancy as a possibility for her symptoms lately. She was on the pill and this shouldn’t have been a problem.
Sylvia sniffled in my shoulder and I realized she was crying. I leaned back and pushed the hair covering her face behind her ear. I swiped my thumb over her cheek to wipe away the tears.
“Sylvia, it’s okay. Please don’t cry. We can get through this together. It will all turn out.” I tried to soothe her.
“But we haven’t finished school and we aren’t married and we don’t have a job and...” She was almost incoherent with her sobs.
“Sylvia, I love you and it’s going to be fine. We will work it out. We’re together and we can handle this. Come on, let’s get you some water and we can talk about it.”
I led her back to the couch and went to get her some ice water. I was still in a state of shock, but had to hide that. I needed to be solid for Sylvia right now. She’d had so many life altering things happen to her in such a short time, I didn’t want her to hit a breaking point. As much as I was nervous about it, we could do it.
We spent the rest of the afternoon and evening talking about it and making plans for the future. We decided to wait to tell anyone. I’m sure Kai would know soon enough, if she didn’t already. Both of us were mentally and physically drained as we lay in bed that night. I smiled as I thought of us and how last year at this time I was alone and now I had Sylvia and we were having a child together. I had my arms wrapped around Sylvia and I knew as long as I had her here next to me everything was alright. She had been quiet for awhile, but I knew she wasn’t asleep yet.
“What are you thinking about, love?” I asked her as I snuggled closer to her.
“Just wondering if it’s a boy or a girl, and then what to name it.” I felt her shoulders move in a shrug. “It’s just a huge responsibility, and I want to do it right.” I kissed the top of her head and rested my head on hers.
I held her and listened to her heart beat just thinking over her words. “I think Kelly is a nice name.”