Chapter 31 - Onward and Inward

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She lays in the crook of my arm and I just inhale her. I can smell her vulnerability. I stroke her curve where my hand falls on her side and she squirms a little, then nestles in a bit closer. Perfect. We've just spent the last ninety minutes comforting, soothing and pleasuring each other. The finale wasn't expected but these accommodations really are dreamy and the romance carried us away for a spell. I helped her temporarily forget the emotional hell we're in right now, and she helped me remember why I do everything I do. For her. I can do anything for her. Okay Senate – let's do this! Oh shit, there goes my nervous stomach, just swirling away. She hears and feels the gastric action and assumes I'm hungry. Softly patting my belly, she offers, "Shall I make us a replenishing snack?" Before I can issue my objection to her leaving, she plants a sweet, wet kiss on my mouth and grabs her robe in one fell movement. She's walking out the bedroom door just as she finishes tying her robe belt closed with a bow. Such grace.

I'm lost for a moment in sexy thoughts of Ryann when across the room I spot my satchel leaning against the wall. My satchel whose contents include the mysterious manilla envelope that I found yesterday in my office box. I can't believe all that happened less than 24 hours ago! No one knows about this envelope yet, and it didn't even dawn on me to mention it when Babs visited. 'Dummy' I say in my head as I roll my eyes at my own oversight, but then recognize that I should probably cut myself some slack, given the events of the last 24 hours.

I hear Ryann working away in the kitchen, so I go over to collect my satchel but as I'm bringing it back to the bed with me, she's suddenly outside the door. I quickly slide the bag off of the bed and onto the floor as she appears in the doorway, in all her glory, holding two cups of coffee to complete the vision before me. "I figured we could use some of this first", she smiles warmly. "My Saviour!", I gasp. She nods and giggles and then hands me a cup as she carefully slides onto the bed beside me.

We both deeply inhale the smell of this liquid gold we hold in our hands, stealing another lovely moment amidst our life-chaos. On the exhale out, I hear a note of intention in Ryann's breath and can feel that she has something to say. "So, I've been thinking. A lot." And there it is. Damn I'm good. A little, silent chuckle to myself. "About anything in particular? I mean, what could possibly be on your mind?" I quip, hoping that the joke doesn't feel insensitive to Ryann, given Blake's hospitalization. She gives me a forgiving smirk, letting me know we're all good. "I have every faith that Blake will walk away from this, and that this will have made us all stronger. Stronger in our resolve to weed-out evil, stronger as a family, and stronger as a society." "That's a great place to be, babe, and I'm right there with you." I tap her knee and stir some butterflies in my stomach. Hmmm.

She continues, so I restrain my libido, "I'm not sure why, maybe it's the fear of something going sideways with Blake making me panicked about the tenuous nature of life, but I'm feeling an urgency to start our family, more than I think I ever have." Shit. "Okay", is what I say. I can feel my libido receding quickly now. "I was back and forth given all that we're going through, but I've landed on the decision to go through with the IP". Shit, shit. "That's great, Ryann!" is what I say.

"I was initially thinking that there is no way I can emotionally extend myself any further at the moment, so I won't have the capacity to be pregnant, but then I re-evaluated a few things. First, for the first few weeks of pregnancy, I won't even feel any different, and so except for not using booze and weed, my life here with you while we await this Senate craziness, will be unaltered." Okay, but booze and weed are fun pieces to our typical vacationing, so that kinda' sucks. I quickly scold myself for the debaucherous irritation. We have far more critical concerns, Dany, smarten-up. "Right." is what I say.

"Secondly, we have an IP appointment already set. As soon as the general population is made aware of the chromosomal degradation, there will be an inevitable clamouring by millions of reproductively eligible people to become fertilized. While I'm struggling with the ethics of capitalizing on secret knowledge to get ahead of the rush unfairly, I'd say that this whole situation has been brutally unfair to us and so this, I feel, is kind of a karmic balancing." "Fair", my words finally matching my inside thoughts.

"Thirdly, my family, Blake especially, is over-the-moon excited about the prospect of us becoming pregnant. It would be amazing for her to come through this knowing that she has a new baby to look forward to." I should have seen that one coming. "Good point" I nod at her. She smiles at me while tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. I see her cheek blush, as she inhales with relief and summarizes, "Okay, so we're going to go and get pregnant next Sunday?", her blue eyes searching mine intently. "It's a date." I reply with the sexiest tone I can muster. I can see I hit my mark because there's more blushing.

I feel myself flush as my libido floods back without warning. She's sitting in a crossed-leg position in front of me and I swiftly grab hold of her right ankle. I carefully but firmly pull it up and toward me so that she's pulled onto her back. She giggle-gasps causing her breast to jiggle exquisitely. She's still naked under her robe and I can now see her bare beauty from her belly button down. I reach toward her with my other hand, untying the bow to her robe and the rest of her unbridled beauty unfolds before me. My mouth waters and I kneel down to inhale her. I keep my grasp on her ankle and can feel that she's holding her leg up and out. She's ready, her libido quickly rising to meet mine. Fantastic! I dive into making love with this exceptional creature before me. She will make an exceptional mother too, I have no doubt, but for tonight, and for a few more nights anyway, she is all mine, inside and out, and I will explore and relish every bit of her.

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