Janet
"Fuck! Yes!" Idris held my waist as he pounded into me. I pushed at his stomach to slow him down.
"Take this, baby. Take it."
"Mmmmm. Baby!" He put his head into my neck and softly bit it. I scratched the back of his neck and his back. "I'm so close, baby. So close. Keep going. Don't stop."
"Never, baby." I felt him go deeper and my legs began to shake. "I feel you, baby. Let that shit out." I threw my head back as my organs hit me like a high speed train.
"Ahhhh!" My nails dug into his skin. My breath caught for half a minute before releasing. My body fell limp onto the bed.
"You look beautiful, baby." He stroked my face with a finger. I smiled.
"Thank you." He rolled us over to where I was on top of him.
"So Mrs. Elba." I giggled. "What's on the agenda today?"
"I don't know, husband of mine. I do think we should actually go out now." We laughed.
"Good idea. What's the point of going to the best island resort if we don't explore?"
"Maybe because we're on a secluded beach where no one goes."
"Good. Then we'll have all the privacy we want."
"That is good."
"Get dressed, wifey. We'll take a walk."
"Ok." He kissed me deeply before getting up and going to his suitcase. I chuckled. "Your dick is dripping." He looked at me.
"Huh?" I pointed.
"Your dick." He looked down and saw the wetness dripping down the sides.
"That's because some keeps squirting all over it." I got up and headed to the bathroom.
"I wonder who she is. I should meet her. You know I love a wet pussy." I saw his eyes go big before I closed the bathroom door.
Getting into the shower, I washed myself thoroughly. Idris and I have been on our honeymoon for almost a week. He rented, actually bought, a beautiful house on a private beach, on an island. He said that this would be a secret spot for us to sneak off two when we just want each other's company. I told him that he didn't have to do that, but he insisted.
I finished my shower and stepped out to dry off. Standing in front of the mirror, I took in my reflection. I was naked, my hair was wet and my skin gave off a magnificent glow. My belly had started to show and you could start to tell I was pregnant. I slowly rubbed it and took a deep breath. I felt my breasts, shoulders, arms, and waist. Turning to the side a little, I looked at my back and the way it swayed. For the longest, this was my favorite part of my body and I lost that love until now. My body as a whole looked amazing. "It definitely does look amazing." I turned to see Idris standing at the door watching me.
"How long have you been there?"
"Long enough." He smiled and walked to stand behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and laid his chin on my shoulder. "You're beyond gorgeous. The angels are jealous." He kissed my neck.
"You think?"
"I know." He softly rubbed my belly.
"Do you think this one will make it?"
"Definitely."
"Why?"
"Because we're ready. God wouldn't bless us with something we weren't ready for."
"True. What do you think it is?"
"Hmm. I think it's a baby." I popped his hand and laughed.
"You're a trip." I went into the room and grabbed my lotion.
"You asked me what you think I thought it was?"
"I did, but I expected a real answer." He laughed.
"I know." He came and pecked my lips. "Honestly, it doesn't matter. I just want it to be healthy and look like you."
"Why not you?"
"Because I want our children to have everything of you." I finished putting on my lotion and stood up. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. He picked me up by my legs and held me.
"Idris."
"Yes."
"I want to stay this happy forever."
"Okay. I will keep you this happy forever. Whatever you request, I will grant it." I smiled and thought of something.
"I want LaToya to live with us."
"Why?"
"Because she's by herself and she doesn't deserve to be. No one ever discusses my sister's sacrifice for the family. She let Joseph mistreat her. She never fought because she knew it lessened his aggressiveness towards me. She let herself be called the black sheep for years without sharing her story because she knew that the public needed a villain. She let them make her a villain. My sister's life would have been a lot better, but it wasn't. She let everyone hate her. She let me hate her, because it was easier that way. I recently learned of the true life of my sister and I can't have her live in solitude like that again."
"Then she will come live with us."
"Thank you."
"I will call and have renovations started." He laid me on the bed. "But you, get dressed. I have a surprise for you." I giggled and began to get dressed.
LaToya
"How are you feeling today, Ms. Jackson?"
"I'm feeling okay."
"Okay good or okay bad?"
"In the middle."
"Are you eating?"
"Yes."
"Has your breathing been okay?"
"It gets a little hard at times." She wrote things down on her pad and sat it down.
"Ms. Jackson, I urge you to get treatment. You do have a fighting chance."
"But what would I be fighting for, hmm? What life do I have? This is God's doing. His way of letting me know that my time here is done and I will accept that knowledge."
"LaToya..."
"I have gotten what I wanted out of life. I wanted my sister to love me and know that I love her. I saw her experience true happiness. That's all I ever wanted. That's all I asked God for and now that my prayers have been answered, it is time to move on."
"What about your happiness?"
"My happiness is my family's happiness. They're happy therefore I am happy." She let out a few tears.
"Have you told them?"
"No. My sister is on her honeymoon and everyone is at peace. They are to not know until...well you know." She nodded.
"I understand."
"Thank you."
"You're welcome. Now let's get something for your symptoms." She went to the computer. I laid back and took a deep breath. A few tears fell from my eyes.
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