I nod as she dries the last dish and I take it from her hands and put it away as she hangs up the dish towel. I take her hand in mine and she follows me into the living room. I’ve been taking some time off in the afternoons so that we can spend more time together. Usually we cuddle on the couch and watch tv or movies. Salem didn’t get to do that when she was younger and I like watching her face while she watches classic Disney movies or old tv shows.
This time when I sit on the couch, Salem sits on my lap instead of the cushion next to mine. I’m a little surprised but totally welcome to this new sitting arrangement. We haven’t had any other sexual adventures since her father died but it looks like with her grief passing, she’s gotten her sex drive back.
She sits on my lap with her legs dangling over mine and her arms wrapped around my neck. She brings her face close to mine and I think that she’s going to kiss me but she turns her face at the last minute and starts to kiss up and down my neck. I moan and my hands run up and down her legs, going higher each time, as her lips tease down my neck.
My fingers stroke high on her thighs, brushing under her dress and against her panties. She moans against my skin and before I can stop myself, I have her flat on her back on the couch under me. Her legs spread and wrap around my waist as I rock against her. My fingers work under her dress as hers go to my belt and she pulls it from the loops. Her little fingers attack my jeans and soon we’re both desperately pulling at each other’s clothes, our mouths pulling apart only long enough tug clothes over our heads.
As soon as we’re both naked, Salem wraps her hand around my erection and steers it towards her wet sex. We both watch as I slowly sink inch after inch inside of her until I’m fully seated. We both groan as I start to move slowly but the feeling of having her wrapped around me again after so many days is too much and soon, I’m pounding into her, hard and fast, while her fingers dig into my shoulders and back.
I can feel her start to pulse around my length and I know that she’s going to go off soon.Thank god, I think as I feel my own orgasm start to bear down on me. It only takes two more strokes and Salem starts to come, scratching her nails down my back while she screams my name. Seeing her pleasure pushes me higher and soon I’m following her over.
I pick her up and shift her in my lap as we both come down. She pants and leans against me, her eyes closed and her sooty lashes laying against her flushed cheeks. Her red lips are parted and I can feel her warm breath as it fans across my pecs. She sits up after a few minutes and smiles as she straddles my lap once again.
“Can we do that again?”
I smile as I pick her up and carry her to our bedroom.
Chapter Thirteen
Salem
Two Months Later…
I finish throwing up my breakfast in the toilet, wiping my mouth off and standing back up to rinse out my mouth. I’m glad that Campbell is still outside. I wanted to surprise him with the news and my friend at the bakery said that it would take a couple of days to make the cake that I wanted. I’m a good cook but a terrible baker so I had to wait until she could finish it.
I never would have been able to pull this off by myself. Luckily, Campbell has been taking me around town and introducing me to people. I’ve met a lot of nice folks in the last couple of weeks and everyone has been so welcoming to me.
I really like the owner of the bakery though. Karen is so nice and funny and we share recipes and talk on the phone and she brings me cookies and brownies every time I see her. She’s the only person that I told about the pregnancy and she agreed to help me with my surprise.
Karen should be able to drop off the cake any minute now. I offered to go pick it up, Campbell got me a car and has been teaching me to drive and I just got my license last week. Karen said no though when she found out how bad my morning sickness has been. I had tried to argue with her but I’m grateful that she turned me down now.
I finish cleaning up and pull on a pair of jeans and a loose shirt. My new clothes finally came in and I want to laugh now as I think about how they won’t fit in just a couple of months. I pad down to the kitchen to make myself some tea and the water is just starting to boil when there’s a knock on the door. I squeal as I race to answer it and help Karen carry in the cake.
She did an amazing job and I gush about it to her. She refuses to let me pay, saying that friends do things for their friends. I smile and hug her tight before she slips out. She’s been letting me come and work with her in the afternoon and I promise that I’ll see her tomorrow for my shift. She hugs me one last time before she ducks out the door and drives off.
I set the cake on the counter before I pull out my cell phone sending a quick text to Campbell and asking him to come up to the house. He texts back after a minute saying he’ll be right here and I smile as I wait for him to walk inside. I wonder if he’s on the farm this morning or if he went over to my father’s house to supervise the construction.
We finally decided what to do with my father’s house and land and it’s been under construction for the last month. The house was torn down and, in its place, we’re building a library. There will be a big playground on the land next to the library and the rest of the land will be joined with Campbell’s. The town will finally get a library and a bigger playground and the land will finally be used for something good. Plus, I’ll get to work at the library and do what I love, read. I smile as I think about our kids playing on the playground there or curling up in the library with me and reading.
I hear the front door open and I step in front of the cake, hiding it as he walks into the kitchen.
“Hey, princess. What’s going on?” He asks, confusion on his face.
“I have a surprise for you.”
His eyes light up and I can see him looking me up and down. He’s probably remembering the last surprise I had for him. I had gone shopping with Karen and we had stopped at this lingerie store. I came home and did a little fashion show for him. I made it through two outfits before he basically tackled me onto the bed.
“Not that kind of surprise!” I say as he steps closer.
“What is it then?” He asks with a slight pout.
“Close your eyes.” I laugh.
He does as I ask and I step out of the way, walking over to his side.
“Ok, open them.”
His eyes blink open and he takes in the sight before him. The cake is square and white with a pink and blue calendar on the top. There are little baby shoes on our due date, May 25th. Campbell gapes at the cake, his eyes as wide as saucers before he spins and swoops me up into his arms. He spins me around, whooping with excitement and as soon as he pulls back, I’m pushing away from him and rushing over to the trash can. I barely make it in time before I’m hurling once again.