Nerd Obsession

Chapter Twenty

"What in the hell is taking them so long?" I squeezed out in pain. I held my breath and waited for the contraction to pass. If I never had another baby, I think I'd be okay. This hurt so much worse than anyone ever really explained. They said it hurt but this was past hurt.

"Oliver, I think I'm going to die," I said over-dramatically. Oliver smiled and it made me angry.

"I know this hurts, love, but think of the outcome. Our son will be here. We will have a beautiful, perfect little son by the end of the day." Oliver touched my face and my eyes opened. He smiled down at me and I couldn't help but smile at his words. He was right. This was all going to be worth it in the end.

"You're right. I'm just scared I guess. I need Addy." I whined and Oliver smiled again.

The nurses came into the room a few minutes later to check how far along I was. "You're only five centimeters, dear. It's going to be a while still," she said and patted my hand. I was thankful that I wasn't farther along so Addy wouldn't miss this but I was in so much pain now. How was I going to make it any longer?

"Please try and call Marcus again and find out where they are. I don't get what's taking them so long. They didn't say anything about going somewhere. Maybe something is wrong. You don't think something's happened to them do you? What if-" Oliver placed his hand against my mouth to stop my rambling.

"Baby, calm down. Marcus said they were running an important errand but they were a ways away still. They will be here as soon as they can. I don't think anything would stop Addy from missing this."

Oliver and I talked baby names, still unsure of what we were going to name our son. Yes, I was a huge procrastinator but I didn't want to pick the wrong name. He was going to be stuck with it for his whole life and I didn't want to pick the wrong name. What if he didn't like the name we chose? What if he." I stopped myself, realizing I was freaking out mentally.

I took some deep breaths and Oliver looked over to me.

"You doing okay, baby? You need anything?" He touched my back, rubbing, making me melt.

"You can keep doing that." Oliver rubbed my lower back and I moaned. "That feels so good, Olly." His hands were amazing and it was taking my mind off of my pain.

"Lower, please. Right at the top of my ass. It hurts right there so bad." I spread my legs and scooted forward so Oliver could crawl in behind me. The pressure of his hands increased and I moaned louder, leaning back into his touch.

"Mia, you're making me hard." Oliver breathed against my neck and I shivered.

"I love making you hard. You have no idea how good your hands feel." Oliver stopped rubbing my back and slowly moved his hands around to my nipples. He just grazed them at first and I gasped at his touch, not expecting that. He took a breast into each hand and massaged them. It felt even better than him rubbing my back. I arched into his hands, resting my head on his shoulder behind me.

"How's that, love?" Oliver asked me, kissing the side of my face.

"Amazing," I moaned out. He slipped his hands into my gown at the back and palmed my breasts again. He pulled on my nipples and I felt myself getting turned on. Just then I felt a contraction coming and I held my breath. Oliver must have misread my body because a moment later he was rubbing my clit. I didn't want him to stop. The pleasure mixed with the pain was bliss.

"Oh god," I spoke, focusing on his hands and not the contraction. His hands were everywhere all at once, rubbing me, pleasuring me until I came. I moaned Oliver's name and smiled.

"I read online about orgasmic births and I didn't believe a single word of it until now," Oliver said with a smile against my ear. He blew onto my neck, nibbling on it until I squirmed and laughed.