The Baby He Wants: A BWWM Pregnancy Romance (4 page)

This was
a foreign feeling to him. It was unsettling to have someone be that
important to him so fast. His instincts were to run at the first sign
of attachment. Especially with someone outside his circle of trust.
His mother was forever warning him about gold diggers. Not that he
hadn’t already met his fair share of those. But he had a
feeling Ava wasn’t like that. She worked hard for what she had
and she obviously liked him too. He should probably break it off
right here.

Tristan
was so lost in his own head that when Ava stopped walking he nearly
tripped. He felt worry coming from her. "What's wrong?" He
instantly began to study Ava's face with concern.

"I
can see the wheels turning from here. What's going on in there?"
Ava tapped her forefinger on Tristan's forehead. When Tristan grabbed
her hand and kissed it he felt Ava relax a little.

"I'm
just thinking about what happens Monday. I know I'm not the only one
that feels this thing, whatever it is between us. I’m not a
free man Ava. I have commitments that I have to honor and I’m
not in a place to get into a new relationship right now. I really
like you, a lot and I think you deserve someone who…" He
was cut of by two delicate hands on either side of his face pulling
him in for a kiss that made his body shiver.

When
Ava's soft lips left his he tried to follow but those hands held him
still. "All I'm asking for is what you promised me. This
weekend. Let's enjoy this and take what we can have. I’m an
itinerant traveler right now going from gig to gig. It's not like I’m
looking for a relationship either. I'll take what you'll give me now.
I'll be yours until Monday morning remember? Give me the best weekend
I've ever had." Tristan could see Ava studying his face in the
moonlight that snuck through the trees. He stepped forward and
wrapped his arms around her, licking his way in and absorbing every
moan and whimper. When he finally pulled away they were both
breathing heavily.

"C'mon
it's getting cold; let’s get inside." Ava raised her
eyebrows and Tristan laughed as he began to lead the way again.

They
walked between the trees for a while before finally reaching the
clearing that had been turned into makeshift parking. They passed new
shiny cars and lifted trucks, walking in silence as they swung their
hands between them. Ava felt a smile blooming on her face and tried
to make it go away, but it just kept coming back. They arrived at the
trailer and Tristan swiped his key card to let them in. He hit a few
buttons inside the door that locked the door behind them, and opened
the skylight above. He dimmed the lighting and switched on some mood
music.

"Whoa."
Ava said impressed in spite of herself.

"You
like?"

"Love.
Shall we sit or..." Ava was getting nervous now. She’d
never done this before and she wondered if she should let Tristan
know that it was her first time or just let him find out.

“
A
drink I think. I promised you rum and coke,” he said and Ava
was relieved. Alcohol would definitely smooth out her rough edges.
She took the glass Tristan handed her gratefully and drank it down
almost in one go. She put her glass down to behold him watching her
with raised eyebrows. She shrugged.

“
I
was thirsty?” she said with a sheepish grin.

“
More?”
he asked his own hand shaking slightly. Seeing that steadied her.
Tristan was nervous too.

“
Sure,”
she replied.

*****

Ava
approached him and pressed herself along Tristan’s front. "So
now what big boy?" she asked, extremely loosened up by all the
drinking.

"You
are so fucking hot baby girl." Ava shivered at the gravel in
Tristan's voice when he used the new nickname. "You like it when
I call you that huh?"

Ava
shrugged, "I don’t hate it."

"Good,
let's keep it that way." He dipped his head and ran his lips
along Ava's neck slipping his tongue out occasionally to taste Ava's
intoxicating skin. When Ava slid her hands under Tristan's shirt he
yelped at the coldness on the small of his back.

"You
cold baby girl?" It really hit Tristan that while he was wearing
two layers and could feel the cold that was typical in the woods at
night, even at the end of summer, Ava was only wearing a thin button
up. "Let’s get you under the covers, maybe make out a
little bit; should warm you right up.”

Ava
smiled. “You take such good care o’ me,” she said
as she followed him to the bedroom. Tristan smirked as he ushered her
into bed. She hesitated a moment, wondering if she should take her
clothes off but then just fell onto the Denver mattress and burrowed
under the duvet. Tristan collected their drinks and put them on the
night stand and then followed her into the bed.

“
Wanna
watch some TV for a bit?” he asked. Ava gave him a sidelong
glance.

“
Nope,”
she said.

Ava took
a gulp of her drink, grimacing at the way it burned down her throat.
Tristan laughed at her grimace."Hey slow down princess or you’ll
pass out and where’s the fun in that?"

Ava
flipped him off. He took the glass from Ava's hand and tilted it to
his own lips letting the amber liquid slide past his lips. He lowered
the glass and wrapped his hand around the back of Ava's neck pulling
her in for a kiss. On Tristan’s tongue the liquor had a slight
taste of honey. Ava sucked on it enjoying the taste and the
sensation.

Tristan
pulled back and lifted the glass to Ava's lips allowing only a little
rum in and returned the favor. "You taste so fucking sweet."
He said when they came up for air.

"Mm
so do you," Ava buried her face in Tristan’s neck. She
parted her lips and began licking and sucking, relishing the sounds
escaping from Tristan’s mouth. She was suddenly lifted onto
Tristan’s lap and only had a second to arrange herself
comfortably before her head was tugged down and her mouth was
occupied again. When Tristan’s hands slid up under her shirt
she felt the warmth being chased by a slight chill since his hands
were cold from being outside. Ava pulled back and took the glass of
rum and swallowed some but kept a little in her mouth. She tipped her
head and Tristan got the point because he opened his mouth and let
Ava feed him the rum. The little that slid down his chin was quickly
licked up.

Ava
could feel the bulge in Tristan’s pants incredibly swelling and
she began to move her hips slowly, grinding down, balancing herself
by placing her hands on Tristan’s broad shoulders.

Tristan
slipped his hands inside the waistband of Ava's jeans but stopped at
the dip just before her ass. He watched Ava's face with his lip
caught between his teeth as if asking for permission. When Ava nodded
and dipped her head to kiss him again Tristan slid his hands in
further grabbing a firm globe in each hand. He sat up and moved Ava
forward locking her front against his so she could feel the strength
of his erection. Ava’s heart sped up partly in arousal and
partly in fear. She ground down though, pressing down on him through
her jeans.

All the
while their lips were tangling together, tongues tasting, teeth
biting. Ava took hold of Tristan’s bottom lip and dragged it
into her mouth, sucking frantically even as she ground into him and
he into her.

Ava
pulled back abruptly, "Tristan, please." She looked into
Tristan’s eyes with a desperate hunger that Tristan could not
deny.

"Take
off your jeans," Tristan said in a very hoarse voice.

Ava
hastened to comply and Tristan used the time to whip his off as well.
He reached out, unable to wait and pulled Ava’s shirt off too.
He sat back and just stared at her for a minute taking in her pert
breasts, standing up to attention like mangoes. Her smooth café
au lait complexion, unblemished and seemingly begging for his touch.
He ran his hands down from her shoulders to her tiny waist.

“
You
are so hot,” he croaked. “I don’t know if I can go
slow.”

Ava took
a deep breath and bit the bullet.

"Could
you try though? I’ve never done this before." Tristan gave
her a look of shock. "I know it sounds…crazy but I guess
I just never-"

Tristan
leaned forward and kissed her. The urgency in her voice was enough to
get Tristan moving. He shifted and maneuvered Ava so that her back
was against the headboard. He kissed and licked along Ava's neck and
down the column of her spine. He licked his way down to the cleft
between her ass, his tongue seeking out that sensitive nub of skin.
Ava was making the strangest noises, yelping and startling at the
feel of him so intimately placed within her.

“
Relax
and enjoy it Ava,” Tristan took the time to say before the soft
wetness of his tongue was again snaking between her legs, probing her
entrance and licking its way inside. Ava was stiff with shock and
assailed with sensation. She didn’t know what to do with
herself. A feeling of warmth was spreading from her center outward to
every fiber of her being. She began to moan helplessly, feeling her
body jerk as something took over her. Her muscles tightened and then
loosened, releasing a feeling of soft warmth through her body, making
her weak and pliant but also desperate and yearning at the same time.

“
Tristan,”
she cried.

"You
ready baby?" Ava nodded and Tristan moved in between her legs
and pushed them back against Ava's chest so he could slide into Ava.

He lined
himself up and allowed himself to sink into the tight, wet, heat.
They simultaneously let out a relieved sigh and Tristan leaned
forward and kissed Ava like his life depended on it. "You feel
so good baby girl. I wanna stay inside of you for ever."

Ava
moaned and writhed. "God Tristan, you feel amazing!”

Tristan
began to slowly move in and out, the slick helping him glide
smoothly. He knew when he hit that sweet spot because Ava cried out.
If it was her first time, he wanted her to have fond memories of it;
very fond. He forgot all about himself as he strove to make it good
for her.

Ava
placed her hands on Tristan’s shoulders and began meeting him
thrust for thrust. Tristan watched her face express all of the
pleasure she was feeling and he couldn't have been happier that he
was the one who'd put it there.

"Tristan!
Oh my God what’s happening...." Ava's slick walls began to
pulse and tighten around Tristan making him cry out as well.

"Ahh
Ava!" He began thrusting harder and felt Ava's arc into the air
as liquid poured out of her.

"S-sorry!"

"Fuck
Ava that is so hot don't be sorry." He bottomed out, his balls
slapping against Ava's skin and felt his own orgasm rip through him.
His penis swelled instantly and he exploded into his condom.

The
selfish part of him wished he wasn't wearing one. He wanted nothing
between he and Ava. He wanted to see her swollen with his baby.
Tristan shook the insane thought out of his head and gathered a post
orgasm pliant Ava to him. He kissed her face and ran his fingers
through Ava's hair. It proved to be a first time not only for Ava but
for Tristan to be so blown away by this.

Tristan
was showing Ava more affection than she had ever known. She could
feel his penis inside of her and all she wanted to do was keep it in
as long as possible. She didn't want to have to let Tristan go. She
felt the kisses that were placed all over her face and she never
wanted to move away. They laid in bed and held each other. When
Tristan began to feel that the condom would come off inside of her if
he stayed there any longer, he slipped out, wrapped it up and threw
it out. They stayed tangled in each other until Ava began to drift
off.

Ava woke
up disoriented again, not sure where she was. There was a heavy
weight plastered against her side, snoring slightly. She’d
slept with someone…it all came flooding back in a sea of
disbelief and adrenaline. She moved slowly to get out from under
Tristan and crept to the bathroom. There was a floor length mirror in
there and she closed the door behind her and examined herself
critically. She looked more or less the same. Average boobs,
substantial booty, small waist in between. Something that looked like
bite marks on her neck and an unfamiliar soreness between her legs.
Her fingers came up to touch the marks.

“
Damn,
he gave me hickeys,” she whispered to herself. She’d
never had hickeys before. They stung. She didn’t know if the
throbbing she felt between her legs was normal or not; and heaven
knew there was no one to ask…except maybe Google. She turned
away from herself and stepped into the shower, putting it to as hot
as it would go and letting the stress of the situation wash off her.
She was no longer a virgin. She’d had sex now. It was
disconcerting in that she hadn’t planned this; it wasn’t
a scheduled event. The thought of pregnancy flitted through her mind
briefly before she remembered that he’d worn a condom. She’d
seen him remove it and throw it away so that was alright. What else?

The
knocking on the bathroom door startled her badly.

“
Hey
Ava, mind if I join you?” Tristan’s rusty voice growled
through the door. Is that how he sounded straight from sleep? It was
sexy as fuck…not that Ava was noticing or anything.

“
I’m
shy,” she called through the door huddling deeper into the
shower to make her point.

Tristan
laughed, “There is nothing I haven’t already seen.”

“
Yeah
well…” was Ava’s less than satisfactory reply.
Tristan laughed.

“
Okay
then, I guess I’ll go get the coffee started. Hurry up though,”
he called.