Page 36 of Possessed Silverfox
“Well, she should see a doctor either way.” I get up and dust myself off, then help my mother up.
I’m distracted the rest of the day. Even when I’m immersed in lines of complicated code, I can’t help but listen for the sound of Eleanor’s dainty footsteps outside my office door.
When Eleanor gets home from work, I corner her in the stairwell on her way up to her room.
“Are you pregnant?” I blurt, wasting no time.
She immediately bursts into tears. “Y-yes. Joseph, I’m so sorry.”
In one fluid motion, I wrap my arms around her and hold her close. She sobs into my chest. I kiss the top of her head; my nostrils fill with the scent of her floral perfume.
“It’s okay,” I whisper, rubbing soothing circles on her back. “I'll support you in every way I know how, financially, emotionally. Eleanor, I will support you with whatever you want to do. If you want to have this baby, I will be by your side every step of the way. I promise,” I vow.
Eleanor inhales and wipes her tears with her sleeve. “Wait a second, you’re not pissed?”
“No, Eleanor! I’m not mad at you.” I feel a pang of guilt, have I really been that big of an asshole this entire time? I know I can be a little gruff, but even I’m not the kind of guy to yell at a pregnant woman.
Eleanor sniffles, and we walk to her room and sit on her bed. “I mean, if you were mad, I wouldn’t blame you. Joseph, we barely know each other.”
“That’s true, but getting to know you has been unreal. You’re unlike any girl I’ve ever met. You’re amazing.”
Eleanor smirks. “You think so?”
“Eleanor, I’m a busy man. I don’t have time to lie. You’re extraordinary. This baby will be extraordinary, even if it is a surprise.”
Eleanor picks at a hole in the knee of her tights. “I mean, asking people if they even want kids is usually a third-date question.”
“We’ve been on at least five dates if you count all the times I’ve made you dinner.” I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her onto my lap.
“So, I guess a doctor’s appointment can be our sixth,” Eleanor jokes as she relaxes into my side. She smiles for the first time all week. “I called an OB in the area and made an appointment for next Thursday,” she notes. “You can, uh, come with me if you want.”
“I would love to.” I caress the edge of her jaw with my thumb and kiss her soft lips. She deepens the kiss, slipping her tongue into my mouth. She gets up and straddles me. My hard-on presses against the back of her thigh, and she grins.
“I’ve missed you,” she whispers. She’s been busy with the library and rooting through all the boxes the contractors unearthed from the attic. In response, I slip my hand beneath her sweater and palm one of her breasts, which seem to have grown.
She whimpers as I move my fingers along her breasts, gently gliding over her nipple. I unhook her bra with my free hand, and it falls away. Eleanor pulls her sweater over her head, and I take a moment to marvel at her growing breasts before licking the underside of one. She bares down and groans, “Fuck, Joseph.” She unzips my fly as I kick off my pants, gripping her hips and moving her fully onto the bed.
She hitches up her hips and peels off her underwear while I shed my boxers. My cock throbs with desire as she wraps her hand around the base and traces the vein. I am absolute fucking putty in her hands. She grins as I groan, responding to her touch.
She looks up and kisses me again, slinging her legs over mine to mount me. She kisses me hard as she takes my cock inside of her. I grunt as I enter her. I want to be gentle, but I can’t help it. I lengthen inside her as she rides me. I keep kissing her, but then I take a break and suck on her gorgeous breasts, relishing in the salty taste of her skin as we fuck.
Eleanor’s face twists in ecstasy as I thrust deeper into her. She adjusts her position, clutching the headboard for leverage as our bodies collide. The headboard slams against the wall as we fuck, and the mattress groans as Eleanor rocks forward. Her lashes flutter against her gorgeous green eyes as her muscles tighten around me. She comes with a cry, consumed by the depths of her orgasm. I’m so close. I keep pumping as the orgasm clenches my muscles. Eleanor keeps pumping. I bury my face in her gorgeous breasts and lick them as I come. My mouth opens as a cry escapes my throat. I close my mouth around her nipple and suck. Eleanor’s chest heaves against me. I can hear her heart pounding wildly.
She grabs my neck and tilts my chin upward, kissing my lips fiercely.
“I love you so much,” she mutters.
It’s the first time either of us has said it out loud, but I know that I love Eleanor. “I love you, too.”
My hand drifts down to her stomach, which I swear has started to swell. “And our baby.”
“And our baby,” she repeats, as her hand slides over my own. A smile blooms across her face.
“I’ve always wanted to be a mom,” she admits.
“Well, you’re going to be a great mother.”
Eleanor lifts herself onto her elbows and gets up, blushing. “Thanks.” She grabs her sweater from the floor, shrugs it back on, and shoots a dirty look at the discarded skirt on the floor.