His Unexpected Baby by Jamie Knight

Chapter Twenty-Seven - Nina

My heart felt like it was beating in my ears. I didn’t like conflict at the best of times, but Auntie Blair was right. I had to fight for what I loved. Even if the battle pitted me against Chad. Or at least my shyness against his insecurities. Locking eyes with the man who should be my love, I walked over to the table where he sat. Each thump of my boots on hardwood conjured another way to broach the subject. Chad turning away from me halfway through my cross room sojourn did little to boost my confidence.

“How long are you planning to keep up this act?”

“What act is that?” he asked, only half turning.

“Pretending you don’t love me or want to be with me.”

“Who said it was an act?”

“I did, just now,” I said, not quite sure where that had come from.

“You left with that asshole.”

“Who is my dad. I also came back and turned my back on my family. My dad wanted me to go back with him to Terrell Hills. Be his little doll to dress up and moving me about according to his own whims. You know what I did?”

“No, do tell.”

“I refused. I told him I loved my life here and told him to stay out of it. When he told me he would be cut me off, and I told him to go eat his hat.”

It was the first time I’d seen it in real life. Chad’s jaw actually dropping open in sheer shock.

“You didn’t.”

“I did. I screamed it, actually, right before I stormed back to my room at my aunt’s house to unpack. I thought he was going to have a heart attack.”

Silence stretched between us. Chad just stared at me, his eyes full of deep thoughts. Finally, he did something odd. He pulled a box out of his pocket and set it on the table. I recognized it immediately. Small and covered with black velvet. The lid on hinges, so it opened like a clamshell. There was only one thing that came in a box like that.

“I bought this a few days ago,” he said, gesturing to the box on the table, “I was going to propose, but then I didn’t because your dad had other plans for you. I really didn’t think you were going to choose me.”

I laughed. “Got that wrong, didn’t you?”

“Apparently so.”

“Maybe you should get down on what knee and see what happens,” I suggested sweetly.

After a moment’s consideration, the scratch of wood on wood sounded through the restaurant as Chad pushed back from the table and got down on one knee — still managing to be about my height.

“Nina Dunn, will you be my wife?”

“Of course, silly,” I laughed, wiping away tears of joy.

He pulled me into his arms and stood up, taking me with him, so we would be at the right height for smooching.

Everyone in the place cheered and applauded.

“I have another surprise for you,” I said when Chad returned me to my feet.

He laughed. “Oh, no, I’m not sure I can take any more surprises.”

“This is a good surprise, trust me.”

“Okay,” he said, though it didn’t sound too confident.

“I’m having our baby,” I said, the tears of joy already beginning to roll down my cheeks.

He sat down quickly, so pale it looked like he might faint. “H-how long?”

“I wouldn’t think too long under the circumstances,” I laughed.

Chad laughed, too, realizing how silly the question was. I was a little more than a week along. Auntie Blair had gotten me to a doctor to be sure and started making me all kinds of weird and exciting food that was supposed to be good for pregnancy.

He lay a gentle hand on my belly, and I covered it with both of mine. I didn’t have the heart to tell him there wasn’t much there yet, as I had recently found out. The crash course I’d gotten in reproduction was vigorous but also quite informative.

When he finally looked up at me, I know everything was fine. Chad had the most serene smile on his face. He looked peaceful. “Ready to go home?” he asked.

“Definitely,” I said, hoping he meant his house.

Chad took me up into my arms, which he knew I loved, and carried me out to his truck.

My pussy was aching by the time we got through the door. I honestly wouldn’t have minded if he’d stripped me naked and bent me over right there in the hallway. To his credit, he was admirably patient and lovingly gentle, carrying me into what I’d come to think of as our bedroom and slowly undressing me.

My love started with my boots and then my socks before caressing his hands up my legs to unfasten my jeans. They were of the tighter variety, so it took some doing to actually get them off, but we got there in the end. Next was my shirt. A rolled sleeved lumberjack thing that had him undo the buttons one by one, planting a warm wet kiss on each area of bared flesh. I hadn’t worn a bra, sports or otherwise, in hopes that things might go well. Indeed presumptuous, but it had turned out, so it was okay.

Taking mercy on me, Chad slipped his hand down the front of my panties. He lovingly stroked my aching little pussy as he swirled his tongue around my left nipple, lightly stimulating the right with his other hand.

“Yes,” I moaned, “harder.”

“Are you sure, sweetheart?”

“Yes, please.”

At my word, he both sucked and stroked harder, putting two fingers inside me to give me direct stimulation on my G-spot. My insane pleasure came out in moans and gasps of sheer joy.

Chad was so generous with his affections, I was coming within a few minutes. Delicious tremors rippling through me like a rock thrown into a still pond.

“That’s it, sweetheart, cum for me.”

I could feel my pussy tighten around his magical fingers. Chad applied delicious pressure to my most sensitive areas until I’d reached the very peak of ecstasy.

Kissing his way down my belly, mixing in light licks, he worked his way down to the waistband of my panties, sucking his fingers clean before pulling my panties down and off. Leaving me naked and open to his every desire.

Shedding his shirt as he used one hand to stroke the outside of my pussy, Chad took off his boots, pants, and boxers with one-handed. I whimper with desire when I saw his hard cock.

Getting down between my legs, Chad eased my legs apart and kissed up my inner thighs on his way to my pussy. Finally landing with a long, light lick from bottom to top. He repeated this action several more times before gently spreading my lips and licking the inside, spiraling his tongue around my rock hard clit with each pass. It was all I could do to keep mostly still as he pleasured me. Before long, he introduced fingers into the equation, focusing his tongue exclusively on my clit until he’d brought me to a second massive orgasm.

“May I suck you?” I asked, actually desperate for his cock.

“Of course, sweetness,” he said, stroking my cheek before feeding me his massive member. Slipping it between my lips into my warm little mouth.

Taking hold of the base, I focused every fiber of my being on pleasuring my handsome man. Caressing my lips along his gently throbbing shaft, first slow and then faster, taking care to swirl his tongue around the head and massage his balls. Gently nursing the sweet cum from his balls, as Chad blessed me with a tasty load. I closed my eyes and focused on swallowing every last drop.

“You like that, sweetness?” Chad asked.

“Absolutely!” I enthused before sucking his glistening head clean.

“You ready to get fucked?” he asked in the sweetest possible way.

By way of response, I lay back on the bed, planting my feet on the edge of the mattress. Just how he liked it. Rather than putting my legs over his arms or my ankles on his shoulders, he pushed them way back, getting me to hook my arms under my knees. Giving him total access to both my pussy and asshole. I wondered for a moment if he was planning to fuck me in the ass. Sending a tremble of both apprehension and delight through me.

“You okay, sweetness?” he asked, laying a warm hand on my chest.

“I want to try it with the butt plug.”

Kissing me full on the mouth, he got the plug and lube from the drawer, leaving his hand on my chest.

Carefully working the plug all the way into my tight, virgin ass, he also put lube to my pussy. I was confused for a second, my natural lubrication always being enough before. Things became clearer when he actually started to fuck me.

It wasn’t hard, far from it but fuck if it wasn’t deep. Both my holes being filled to the absolute limit. My ass by the plug and my pussy by his huge cock. As he thrust, he reached down and took hold of the base of the plug, moving that too. Giving me the double sensation of getting fucked in both places. Stimulating my clit with his thumb as his cock stroked up against my g-spot.

I barely saw the orgasm coming, so to speak. Sure, I felt something beginning to happen but really had no idea what was in store.

It was so hard I screamed out his name and fell into a blissful sleep.

I woke in the warm bathtub. Chad loving stroked my pussy and stretched out asshole under the soothing suds.

“H-how long was I out?” I asked.

“About two hours. How are you feeling, sweetness?”

“Wonderful.”

Life had a way of throwing me for a loop. Despite all that and the machinations of my dad, I’d finally found my path and was where I was meant to be with the person I was meant to be with.