His Marriage Demand

“I know, I’m working on it. Latisha is helping out, hopefully within the next few minutes people will get the hint and start leaving.”

“We have to wait for people to start leaving?”

“That’s the polite thing to do.” He groans.

“Drake, I know that you are trying not to be the whole commanding and arrogant thing I complain about. Right this minute, I really wish you wouldn’t.” I moan into his ear.

“Thank fucking god.” He picks me up and walks me toward the house. Shock sends me still in his arms. Blushing like mad, I bury my face in his neck. He doesn’t stop walking until we’re in our room and he’s kicking the door closed behind him.

“Drake! I can’t believe you did that!”

“Can’t have it both ways, Mrs. Hawthorne. You asked and I gave it to you.” He’s pushing off his jacket and undoing his vest as he backs me up against the bed. My hands are already at his shirt while he’s kicking off his shoes. “Turn around. This dress was perfect, you are perfect.”

Turning around, I feel his hands fumbling with the buttons and his excitement has me shivering. “Thank you for this day, it’s been amazing. What makes it even better is now you can stop calling me your fiancée, now you can call me your wife.”

“You noticed how much I liked calling you that, huh? What can I say, just in case someone missed the ring, I didn’t want it to go unnoticed.”

“Drake, about your gift for today. I didn’t wrap it, I hope that’s okay.” The last of the buttons are undone and the dress comes down my shoulders. I stop it at my waist to keep it from falling down.

“Of course it’s okay. You didn’t have to get me anything. As far as I’m concerned you’re the best damned thing out of this whole day, here, let me get you your gift so you can open it now.”

I sit on the edge of the bed, butterflies in my stomach over him seeing his gift. I hadn’t expected him to give me his first. He hands me a small box and I assume it’s jewelry but it’s a brand new shiny cell phone. Forcing a smile I look up and murmur thanks, I hadn’t wanted jewelry, it’s simply not what I had expected at all.

Chuckling, he shakes his head, “There are pictures already on the phone, why don’t you take a look?”

Pressing the camera, I check the history and oh my god. Pictures of Drake very naked and very hard have me blushing and grinning. I meet his eyes and lean over to kiss him, “Much better than jewelry, thank you.”

“You should have seen the look on your face. I knew jewelry wouldn’t impress you in the slightest.”

“Your turn.” I stand and he moves back. I allow the dress to slide to the floor. Taking his hand, I move it to my stomach and his eyes are already there. I had Carla do it before she and Latisha helped me put the dress on. An ink drawing of an old fashioned black pram.

He’s down on his knees, his face filled with awe as he traces the ink. “You’re sure?”

Hearing the tremble in his voice has me smiling and I nod. “When I went into the city a few days ago, it wasn’t to check on flowers, it was to see the doctor.”

Pressing a kiss to my still flat stomach, Drake is smiling. I run my hands through his hair. Getting to his feet, he picks me up, placing me gently on the bed. “This is the best gift I think I’ve ever gotten. Thank you, even if I’m a little annoyed you held out on me for the last few days. I’ll make you pay later.”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have, I deserve to pay for it. You could use the largest from the kit in my ass while you fuck my pussy hard and deep with your lovely cock.”

“Hmm, you liked that didn’t you?” Suddenly, Drake pulls away. “Wait, is that safe for the baby?”

Damn it, I knew it. Sitting up, I try to grab his arm but he’s already off the bed pacing around the room. “Drake, you are not going to do this. I’m not about to let you wrap me up in cotton wool because I’m pregnant. Sex is fine, sex is good while I’m pregnant. I asked the doctor. It’s not a big deal.”

“Maybe regular sex, what you asked for isn’t regular sex. Are you sure? What did you ask the doctor?”

“Please come here, stop pacing, you’re making dizzy.”

“Dizzy? Are you okay? You didn’t eat much today. I’ll call Meredith and have her bring up a plate.”

“Drake, don’t you dare. You’re pacing like crazy, which would make any person dizzy. Stop it, right now and come here. God damn it, Drake, come here!” My order has him stopping and practically running for the bed. “I love you, but this isn’t going to happen. You are not going to be a nervous wreck over every little thing for the next nine months, because you will make me absolutely crazy. Everything is going to be fine. The doctor was positive, I’m very healthy and all my numbers look great. Thousands of women have babies and carry them for nine months all over the world without a single problem. I mentioned we have a very active sex life. The doctor said as long as I’m not being tied down and dealing with issues with blood flow for long periods of time it’s not a big deal. Please don’t make me beg for you.”

“Ria, thousands of women have babies but they aren’t my wife. If anything happened to you, I wouldn’t be able to handle it. When we get to Boston we’ll find a doctor. I’ll feel better if I can talk to them about it too.”

“Oh, Drake, don’t say things like that. I’m not going to go anywhere. I’m staying right beside you until you get sick of me. You just married me today, you aren’t getting rid of me for the next fifty years.”

“Promise?”

“Promise, now please make love to me, dear husband.”