Bruce enters naked holding a tray of juice fruits, coffee and croissants. He seems perfectly content in his birthday suit. I am starving!
(Then I realize it would be rude not to eat a bit of the breakfast he brought me.)
I try not to stare as he gently sets the tray over my waist then slides onto the bed beside me. The morning sun shimmers in his sapphire eyes. His dimples dance as he smiles and leans forward and gives me a soft kiss. His lips feel amazing. I can smell us on his face. I can smell us on his lips. I try to remain calm and not throw in some tongue into the kiss.
"Good morning sweetheart!" he whispers I shake my head wondering just how lucky this kitten is as I take in a deep breath so I don't cry. I have never been loved like this before.
"Good morning darling! Breakfast for me? Oh honey it looks wonderful! I turn to him. "You look wonderful."
One of his eyebrow goes up and possibly some other part of his georgeous anatomy.
I sit up allowing the sheets to fall down to my waist as I slowly pick up a fresh grape and eat it allowing its juices to awaken my tastebuds. "The grapes are from a local vineyard." he says leaning his head on his hand watching me.
I tilt my head back and open my mouth wide and take another grape off the cluster as he studies me.
"Mmmm they taste heavenly!"
I turn my body towards his and slowly grab a grape and place it toward his mouth. He opens his mouth slowly as I stare at his lips feeling my heart beating faster. I hesitate with the grape holding it for a few seconds. I see his tongue slowly move toward me. I move the grape closer and stare at his tongue which scoops under the grape . He gently he closes his mouth. I watch his jaw slowly move as he tastes the grape inside his mouth.
(GOD I am on fire just seeing his mouth and his tongue !I want to be that grape... Does that make me weird? I wonder.)
(I can't focus in the meal. I can't take my eyes of him. He lays there, so perfect in his own skin. He is relaxed and seems so happy. I have to tell try to tell him.)
I set aside the tray of Italian honey figs, apricots, peaches, strawberries , stuffed fruit pasties, apple phyllo triangles, crepes,brioches, buccalleto plated with fresh squeezed orange juice rich coffee, and one saucer of fresh milk and straddle him. I touch his face and tilt feeling so much want, so much desire. I give him a solemn stare and clear my throat
(here it goes!)
"I am consumed utterly by you. Not just when I see you but every second of the day. It is not that you are absolutley irrisistible, inconveibable sexy, nor not that you have the brains that I would so love to eat."
He chuckles.
I touch his cheek. It is not your wealth, but oddly it does have some to do with you career or should I say ambition!" I wink.
" You inspire me, you educate me, you fill me daily with hope and joy. I cannot put the right words into my mouth to tell you all that you mean to me!" I shake my head side to side.
"Ohhh Selina!" He touches my cheek and I tilt my head against his warm hand.
He moves forward to kiss me and I put my hand out.
" For all the wrongs I have done in my life, you make them right. You have mended all my shattered regrets...
I take his hand into mine and kiss it softly. "You take away my pain and sorrow simply with your smile."
He smiles at me and moves his hand onto his chest above his heart and sighs.
I begin to get teary eyed and catch my breath but continue as he looks up at me. "Bruce, you amaze me with your heart that cares not just for me but for all be chosen by you amdist all your weeping suitors pleases me, but to make love to you and show you how much pleases me even more. My breath starts to catch as I stuggle for air." It is ethereral. I never thought about love. I never questioned my destiny. I always lived day to day and vicariously though my alter-ego. I have done things, many, I am not proud of . I took and took to fill what was taken. I never realized I was trying to fill a void until now."
He nods.
I lean atop his chest and climb toward his face.
He gently slides his fingers down my back.
"I am finally whole, I am finally one us being two."
I softly kiss his lips and place each hand on his cheeks. " I will always love you,...I ...I will always love you ...even in death I shall not part from you ...I carry your love inside me. I love you!" We kiss softly as a tear falls from my face.
He touches the tear in worry.
"I am not upset, I am happy!"
He smiles looking into my eyes.
"I have been keeping a secret from you." I say in a dry whisper.
He doesn't say a word but patiently waits for me to explain. His eyes say he is wounded that I have kept something from him.
"I don't know how best to tell you this so I am just going to say it.
Bruce, I am pregnant!"
The color washes from his face and he stares at me stunned. His mouth now hangs. His eyes move now slowly to my stomach then my face.
"I know I should have told you but"
He grabs and and kisses my face and hugs me laughing.
"Pregnant? I am going to be a father?"
I nod a yes.
"Oh my God! Oh my God!" He yells then stands up and shouts into the air.
"We are having a baby?" and brushes his hair back and bends over placing his hands on his knees catching his breath.
I laugh as he paces now across the rooftop.
"Oh my Selina! You are always full of suprises!"
He stands back up and leans his body back and stares up to the sky.
He then walks back to me and sits on the bed on his knees.
"Do you feel okay? What do you need? What do I do? Selina this is one thing I know little of."
I laugh " I don't know a thing!"
He frowns. "I gave you alcohol last night."
I laugh "Well maybe I know a little. That is okay every once in a while. I don't feel sick."
"How far along are you?" "When did you find out?"
"I am only two months and I knew pretty much the next day if that is scientfically possible. I knew for sure after I was late. On the flight here I felt a bit sick."
He places his hand on my belly. "I want you to go as soon as we get back to my doctor. I want to make sure we do everything right."
I start to cry.
"Sorry must be pregnancy hormones."
He kisses my belly.
"I want to name her Helena." I say "Her? What if our baby is a he."
"The baby is a girl. I like the name Helena."
"How do you know?"
"Zatanna told me."
"Zatanna? When? What ?"
"At Eggerton. She knew. She also said our daughter will save the human race. She said she had visited the future and that she is their only hope."
He remains silent.
"I'm starving!"
I grab a flaky fruit pastry I tear at it with my teeth as the Apricots squish out . The excess dangles while I twist it into my mouth savoring it's thick sweet flavor.
"Hungry?" he says laughing.
"Starved!" I say eyeing him like the next bite..
I yank the bread outside my mouth and hold it up tilting my head. I gently set it down and slide the tray onto the ground beside the bed.
His eyes are now all over me. I grin and continue to chew at the bread.
'' Well you are eating for two now!" He says and gently touches my belly"
I frown. "I may not look like I usually do. I will get fat."
"You glow Selina. I should have known. You are beautiful. I can't wait to see you visibly carrying our child."
I sigh.
"I have an idea !" I yell and straddle him and pin down arms.
"I have an experiment I want to do."
"An experiment?" he asks with one eyebrow arched.
I place my finger on his lip "Shhh!"
I lean to the side and grab at the tray again.
"I want you to close your eyes."
He obliges.
I grab a stawberry and slide it to his lips and rub. He opens it. I watch him squish the fruit and eat it delicately with three bites and a swallow ( He always has the best table manners.)
I grab a fig.
It is chewy but he never fails as he eats it slowly calmly and then swallows. I grab a fresh apple slice and wait for him to open his mouth but this time I insert two fingers.
He tries to gently bite down but stops. I hold his mouth open.
He pauses not knowing what to do.
"I have noticed dear that you have too good of manners ."
He can't talk, or won't talk with his mouth full.
"I approve of your table etiquette if we were at a five star but for now, just us ,I think you need to relax just a bit. You are too tense. You are too robotic. You need to get back to basics, back to instincts." I shove the slice into his mouth and close then open his jaw with my two hands roughly.
" I like a man who can eat at times sloppy. To eat voraciously, to indulge instinctually, to devour carnivorously.!" I begin to breath heavy.
He mumbles something with his mouth full.
"You see dear a man who eats as you shows little joy in it. It is just a performance for the stomach when it should be a divine feast for the pallat, a delicacy for the soul. A man who eats politely does not relish it, savor it.
My eyes narrow "A man needs to get a bit dirty, get his hands in his meal." My voice gets lower "it may spill and may drip, but it is to be enjoyed ...I start to purr "It should be like sex!"
I squeeze my legs tighter around his abs. "It should enlighten all your senses. It should take you away in it's story, its flavor, its darkness and its heavenlyness." I lick at his navel and groin.
"A man who has such a frame of mind shows me more of his psyche than you know."
I grab another stawberry and bruise it in my fingers allowing the juice to run down my hand. I place it to his lips. He begins again to eat.
Slowly he feels the juices press against his lipsand sticks out his tongue. A soft moan escapes his mouth as he swallows.
"Yes." I whisper watching him devour the food. I feed him more. He savors each bite. I watch him now wondering if he is sated.
I now pick up a croissant and dip it in honey. I give him a bite. I now grab the saucer of cream and tip it allowing it to drip down the center of his chest. I can see tiny goosebumps as I slowly lick the tiny river.
"I want to taste you." He says sternly.
"I thought you would never ask!"
I turn around and scoot atop his face.
I grab him licking and sucking as he begins to grow inside my mouth. I moan with him clamped inside my mouth.
I feel him start to lick me with tiny laps like a kitten suckling milk.
He pauses only to say"Mmmmm now this is going to taste good and trust me baby I want it sloppy!"
