Into the Light

“Sshh,” he whispered.

“It’s late,” I mumbled.

“I know. I’m sorry.” Struggling to maintain any sort of conversation, I fell into a deep sleep until the morning light crept into the room.

I was awoken again but this time his lips were all over me, his cock pressing hard against my thigh.

“Good morning,” he whispered into my ear before sliding in.

I gasped, unprepared for the pleasure that spread throughout me since I had just woken up. Plunging further into me he fucked me hard before I called out his name, riding out the orgasm which only took me two minutes to get to.

“That’s a nice way to wake up.”

“I’m sorry about last night.”

“It’s okay Lex, you work, I get it.”

“But it was our first official night.”

“We’ll have plenty more nights.”

He pulled himself off me and lay by my side, resting on his elbow.

“I have some bad news.”

“What?”

“I have to go to California on Saturday, but just for a day. I’ll be back on Sunday night.”

Of course, I was sad. I mean it would be our first time apart and it hadn’t even been a week. I tried my best not to show it, but my damn hormones were all over the place.

“Okay. Will this happen all the time?”

“No... I mean, occasionally. I’m sorry I couldn’t get out of this one. Look at me, please.”

I turned to face him, trying not to cry. Fuck me dead I never really cried, I wasn’t one of those girls but it was almost impossible to hold back that one tear lingering on the surface.

“This is an adjustment for both of us. I’m not use to having to factor someone else in just like you aren’t. But I’m learning the word delegate... please be patient with me.”

“Of course I’ll be patient with you. This is a huge adjustment for me, too.”

He wrapped his arms around me, burying his head into my chest. Stroking his hair I remembered the ultrasound appointment, scolding myself for forgetting to email him yesterday.

“I booked in the ultrasound, it’s at midday. I’m sorry I completely forgot to tell you. Will it be okay or should I reschedule?”

“I’ll be there... wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He smiled.

At midday we were in the ultrasound room as the sonographer moved that wand-looking thing around my belly, which was smeared with lube. Oh gross, it so reminded me of Eric’s endless KY stories.

“Okay, so I’m just going to take a few measurements first.”

She continued to click on buttons and type as Lex sat resting his hand on my forearm. Both of our eyes were glued to the screen, waiting in anticipation for her to finish the important stuff. Lex, having a medical background, was analyzing the image, his face serious as he watched her do her job. Secretly I think she was intimated by his persistent stare.

“So this here is your baby,” she said, pointing to this little pea shaped thing on the screen.

“And judging by the size, you are about nine weeks along.”

“Nine weeks already?” I asked, stunned.