Esther

six weeks later

I’ve been sneaking around for six weeks with Calvin and its taking a toll on the both of us. I can’t tell you how many times he’s asked me to marry him, I’ve lost count. I haven’t answered him, but that doesn’t deter him. Every chance he gets, he’s asking. He’s usually buried in my pussy when he asks. I’m going to say yes today and not just because I’m pregnant. My father invited some woman over to dinner along with Calvin. She’s his fiancée’s slightly older sister. I can’t believe he’s getting married to someone barely older than I am, which is why I’m ready to tell him about Calvin and me. I think I’ll come unglued if Pops invited this girl as a blind date for Calvin.

The doorbell rings and it’s Calvin. Pops and Wendy aren’t home. They went to pick up Wendy’s sister, Tina, from the airport. I jump into his arms. We kiss for what seems like forever. I rub my pussy against him, like a cat in heat.

“Don’t try my patience, Dollface. It’s wearing thin and the animal in me is about to come out and play.” I rub myself on him some more. His animal? What about mine? The one he awakened in me. “You’d like that wouldn’t you?” More rubbing and now I’m moaning. “You know exactly what you are doing, don’t you?”

“Mmm…” I moan, as he sets me on my feet, closing the front door behind him.

“Are we alone?”

“Yes, Daddy.” I love this man so fucking much.

“Fuck, Dollface. Get on your knees for me,” he says pulling open his jeans. I drop to my knees and pull his cock out of his boxers, jerking it with my hand. Using both hands, I guide him into my mouth and suck his cock. He fucks my face until he comes. Then he pulls me to my feet and kisses me hard. Using the back of the couch, he lifts my skirt and pushes my panties aside. Running his fingers through my wetness, he groans. Pulling his fingers out, he shoves them into his mouth and sucks my juices off of them before slamming into me. He’s not gentle as he takes me and I love that. He fucks me hard until I come, he follows behind me.

Afterward, while we straighten ourselves up, he grabs my arm.

“I love to much to let this go on. I’m tired of asking you to marry me, Esther. You’re going to marry and that’s all there is to it. Soon.”

“I love you too,” I tell him.

“And?” he asks. How did he know there was more?

“Okay,” I say, looking up at him. “I have to tell you something.”

“That you’re pregnant?” he asks at the same time the front door busts open.

“You’re pregnant?” Pops shouts, coming into the house. Immediately, Calvin tucks me behind him. I’m done with the secret. It was childish to begin with.

“Yes,” I say, proudly.

“And we’re getting married,” Calvin adds.

“My best friend and my little girl?”

“Congrats, girl” Wendy says, smiling at me. “Me too.” She puts her hands over her also still flat belly. Okay, a kid and new sibling at the same time? Not the worst thing that’s ever happened. Wendy’s not so bad and her sister brought a guy with her, so I know she’s out for my man.

“She’s not a little girl anymore, man. She’s a woman. My woman.” Pops just nods. Without another word, he hauls off and punches Calvin square in the face. I hear his nose break.

“Alright, who’s ready for dinner. I’m grilling steaks.”

Calvin laughs, even though it sounds awful and there is blood pouring out of his nose.

Men are weird. The rest of the night they acted like nothing happened and we’re thick as thieves talking about building nurseries. I smile. I’m so glad this is my life.

two months later

As soon as I wake up, I realize it’s raining. But I’ve heard it's good luck when it rains on your wedding day, so I refuse to be a diva about it. When we decided to get married in Washington State at the Emerald Hideaway, an all-inclusive wedding venue about thirty minutes from Downtown Seattle, we knew it was possible. I get out of bed, excited as hell, take a shower, and plop down on the barstool in a huge white terrycloth robe. Thank God I’m not showing too much yet. My ballgown style dress covers my tiny pooch.

My stupid mother couldn’t be bothered to be here today, so Calvin’s mom, Diane, is helping me get ready. As requested, I had blown my hair dry, and I sit transfixed as she gives my normally straight hair loose curls. My tiara and veil complete the look. Once my dress is on, I look better than I ever have, but it might be the God’s honest grin on my face that hasn’t gone away since I met Calvin. No wonder we got caught when we did.

The morning rushes by, and the next thing I know, I’m standing at the altar next to Calvin in his sexy ass plaid navy suit, with a light blue shirt under the blazer.

As I stare at him, our vows blur by, and then we are married. Til death do us part. His lips are on mine. My heart swells in my chest, almost to the point of bursting. I have never been as happy as I am right now.

The reception is pretty much a raging party. No one cared when we slipped out after dinner and started our honeymoon in a local hotel between football players, cheerleaders, our families, and the open bar, we were old news. We are going to Hawaii in the morning. I don’t have a passport, so we didn’t want to go anywhere international yet, but I’d never been anywhere, so going to exotic locales like Seattle and Maui is mega for me. The airport Hilton is home for the night.

“You need something, Dollface?” he groans after helping me out of my wedding dress. I watch as he strips down to nothing. His thick cock already sprung to attention. That monster is pointing right at me, like the heat-seeking missile it is.

“You, I need you,” I reply after swallowing thickly. The ache in my voice mirrors the ache in my sopping wet pussy. My cute white lacy panties are stuck to me and getting more uncomfortable by the second. He grabs my panties at my hips and tugs on them. Pulling them through my swollen pussy lips and clit. It only takes a few tugs before I am coming. He knows just how to please me. He smirks as he rips the panties from my body, and I am just as naked as he is. He grabs my tits, squeezing them before dipping his head and pulling one nipple into his mouth. He bites and sucks on it before moving to the other one and giving it the same treatment.

“You have no idea how much I need you every minute of every day, wife.” He pulls away from me and grabs my face, squeezing my cheeks to the sweet point of pain. He pulls me toward him until his lips are devouring mine. Still holding my face, he attacks my neck, kissing and biting me until I am a mess. Reaching forward, I stroke his cock. It’s He's harder than I thought it would be. Using his precum, I fist his cock. Letting go of my face, he lifts me up so that I have to wrap my legs around his waist, his hands under my ass.

“I can guess, husband. I can guess,” I whisper as I pull my panties to the side, and he guides himself into me. Instantly, I feel whole again. “Fuck.” The curse leaves my mouth in a content hiss as his abs hit my clit at just the right angle. He fucks up into me hard. When I pull his black and grey team hat off of his head and put it on my own, he falls back onto the bed. Using my knees, I ride him. God, we've gotten good at this.

“Come, wife. Come on, my dick, Dollface. Give daddy that sticky sweetness.” I look down at him in shock as he drags his thumb through my wetness before placing it over my asshole. Then he pushes it into me slowly. I make some kind of guttural, animalistic sound as he pumps that thumb into me along with his cock.

“So full. It’s too much,” I slur, but my comment falls on deaf ears because he ignores me, thankfully. My pussy clenches as I tug on my nipples.

“Come so I can fill you with my seed,” he says, placing his big palm on my stomach. I feel my cheeks warm. I can't hold on as I come. I bounce up and down until I feel him come inside of me.

“I need that,” I admit as he sits up and scoots us both up to the high wooden headboard. My voice sounds desperate to me, so I can only imagine what it sounds like to him.

“I know, Dollface,” he says, taking his hat off of my head. He looks into my eyes. There's a fire in his that I hope is reflected in my own. I love him so much. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with him.

Somehow, I can feel him in my soul now, and I don’t want that feeling to disappear. I’d do anything to keep it. Anything.

“Calvin,” I scream as my orgasm begins, then he suddenly pulls me off of him and onto my back. I frown while he grins big. But then he rolls on top of me. He just slams into me without a word. I swear to all things holy that I howl with sheer delight as he pounds into me repeatedly. I feel like I am flying and being drowned simultaneously. Finally, I come screaming his name. Seconds later, he fills me with his seed, and I swear I see stars. I climb off of him and lay down beside him, trying to catch my breath while he does the same.

“Son of bitch,” he breathes, making me smile.

“What?” I ask as he runs his fingers down my back.

“That was amazing,” he says, kissing my forehead.

“You don’t have to tell me that,” I reply sleepily.

“Let’s get some sleep,” he says.

“But I’m not sleepy,” I lie. He chuckles, and I give a little giggle.

“You are, Dollface,” he says, pulling the covers over us. I snuggle into his chest, sighing as I do. I look over at the alarm clock and see that we have been making love for hours.

When we got married earlier today, I just knew tonight was gonna be like this. Never in a million years did I think I was going to marry my father‘s best friend, but I can't imagine marrying anyone else. Calvin makes it easy to love him. He’s kind, hot as hell, and he treats me like a queen but fucks me like a whore, and nothing is better than that. Secrets don’t stay secret for very long. I don’t know what I was thinking when I asked him to keep this one, but I’m glad we couldn’t deny the magic between us. Everyone saw. Everyone knew. It’s funny how obvious we were. I’ve only known him for six weeks, but I feel like I’ve known him for a lifetime.

I’m so lucky that he’s my everything.