--Geovanni Parris--
"I'm sorry." Julliet's lips quivered as she re-entered our bedroom from the bathroom.
"It's cool." I mumbled. This is the third time in to nights that's she's stained the sheets with her menstrual blood and this is the billionth time in two days that she's cried. So in addition to her period being heavy as hell, she's been emotional.
I continued changing our pillow cases to match the new set of sheets I put on the bed as she dried off and got dressed.
I got into the bed and tried getting comfortable again.
She scooted in behind me after turning the lights off. Her soft sniffles made it even harder for me to fall asleep. I huffed as I closed my eyes, trying my best to get some sleep.
We've been avoiding each other since our argument the other night, but naturally I was worried about her.
She was bleeding heavily and she's been extremely emotional. I mean, it wouldn't be the first time she's gotten pregnant, lost it and not told me. Was my wife going through a miscarriage?
"Jules?" I called.
"Hm?" She replied, causing me to turn toward her.
I cupped her face in my hand, rubbing my thumb along her cheek.
"I know we haven't been on the best of terms, but is there something you're not telling me that I should know about?" She shook her head as I expected.
"No." She denied, though her tear filled eyes said differently.
"Babe, I need you to talk to me." I pleaded.
"Make love to me?" She questioned, taking me by surprise.
"Sure." I shrugged before scooting off of the bed and grabbing the cover sheet from the set she soiled, folding it in four before spreading it on the bed and tapping her leg.
"Get on the sheet." I instructed her. Without any rebuttals, she got on to the sheet as I asked.
I got between her legs and kissed her passionately while I grabbed the hem of my t-shirt which she was wearing, pulling it over head. I moved my kissed down the column of he throat and across her chest. I pulled her nipples into my mouth, sucking delicately on them, hearing her hiss.
"God." She murmured as her fingers intertwined with my outgrown curls.
Moving my kisses lower, I nibbles at her sides, making her back arched off of the mattress as she squirmed beneath me.
"Stop squirming." I groaned as I nibbled her sides again.
I then, removed her panties and stripped myself.
As grossed out as I should be, this is my wife and I'm never going to scorn her. She could have diarrhoea, ask me to fuck her and guaranteed, I will.
I penetrated Julliet and though she was bleeding, adding lubricant, her shit was tighter than usual, causing me to moan out loudly.
She clawed at my back as she hissed, causing me to become worried.
"You good?" I asked with concern.
"Mmhm." She hummed, wrapping her legs around my waist, prompting me to thrust into her.
We both moaned simultaneously, mostly from the new kind of pleasure.
She thrusted her hips upward, meeting my strokes perfectly.
I closed my eyes as I continued making love to Jules. I could seriously feel myself being extremely close to busting, but her legs started shaking, making me feel relieved.
"Geo, I'm cumming." She purred as her hands snaked around my neck.
"Cum fa' me, babe." I growled into her ear, before burying my face into the crook of her neck.
Her walls contracted and relaxed on a rapid rhythm around my shaft, indicating that her orgasm had hit.
She cried out my name on her pleasure. Her seduced cries, caused me to release my load into her. My shaft pulsated within her as I allowed us to ride out our orgasms together.
"I love you." I panted as I descended my peak.
"I love you too."
Carefully removing myself from her, I grabbed one end of the folded sheet, which petruded from beneath us and wiped her blood-cum combination from my shaft, then I wiped her box clean.
"Let's go shower." I instructed as I got off of the bed with her following me. I took the folded, messy sheet from our bed and dropped it in the laundry basket. "Want a round two?" I questioned.
"Yeah." She mumbled as we stepped into the shower.
"Then, bend over." I demanded as I turned the water on, making sure the temperature was right.
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Fribroids. I though to myself as I let it sink in.
Now, I understood why Jules was so distraught about us not conceiving.
Sometimes, I wished that she'd just make things easy for us and tell me these things from the jump.
Uncle Jan looked at me with concern written all over his face.
"She'd be fine, Geo." He tried to assure me. "And you will definitely have that son she wants."
"Don't fribroids cause complications?" I asked. Lillet nodded slowly.
"They do, but sometimes they don't."
I thought of how I lost Krystal and I was not willing to lose Julliet in any way. She might have to be upset with me about this, but I'm not going down that road with my wife. If I lose Julliet to child birth, there's no way in hell I'd be able to cope with it.
"What kinds of complications?" I asked.
"The baby could be born prematurely. She's at a higher risk of a miscarriage. She may have to undergo a C-section and there's a possibility that if she has a natural birth, she could bleed out after that." Lillet explained.
Bleed out? I wasn't having it. I wasn't losing my wife like that.
I had turned to Julliet's folks, hoping she'd told them something, because she's still been refusing to tell me and I understand why.
The risks attached to a possible pregnancy now were huge and she knows that I would never agree to us having another child knowing there's a possibility I could lose her or both of them even.
She kept her fribroids from me with the selfish intention of becoming pregnant anyway, despite the risks.
One thing was certain, she was about to hear my mouth.
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~Dolly
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Her Keeper
RomanceA young man is left in charge of Godfather's daughter and it unravels emotions that they both tried to ignore for years. Follow Julliet and Geovanni through years of a very complicated love journey.