CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
Lucy had been asleep for about an hour or so when Greg thought the coast was clear and finally went upstairs. Greg stood at the foot of her bed and watched her sleep like he had the night before, except tonight, along with the thought that she was stubborn, he asked himself how he ended up with someone as beautiful and loving as she was.
Greg went in and took his shower. While he was soaping himself up, he remembered with regret that Lucy was supposed to finish his massage in here tonight. One of these days, he really was going to strangle Wilson if Lucy didn't beat him to it! He quickly finished his shower, got into his pajama bottoms and slipped into bed behind Lucy.
He didn't really want to, but he had to wake her up. They had to talk. He put his arms around her and started nibbling her neck. "Baby, wake up." He whispered as he kept nibbling. Finally, he got a response. "Greg?" Lucy mumbled as she turned toward him. "Who else were you expecting, baby?" Greg said as he kept nibbling her neck.
"Check my calendar. I'm not sure." She whispered as she tilted her head back so Greg had better access to her neck. "Check your calendar, huh?" he said as he nipped her neck a little harder. Lucy gave a little yelp and Greg gently licked and kissed the spot he had just nipped. She turned all the way over to face Greg and put her hand on his face.
"What time is it?" she asked sleepily. "A little after seven. Are you really all right, Lucy?" he asked. "Right now, I'm just sleepy." Lucy answered as she moved closer to Greg. "Are you pregnant?" Lucy's eyes snapped open. "What?" "Lucy, are you pregnant? We need to talk if you are." "What left field did that come out of?" Lucy exclaimed.
"Lucy, you've been grouchy the past two days, even for you." Greg said seriously. "Oh, for Christ's sake, Greg! My brother asks a stupid question, and now you decide to be just as stupid?" Lucy angrily exclaimed. "I'm not pregnant! I just don't like being sick or being fussed over, which you two butt heads seem to enjoy doing!"
"Lucy, even if you want to terminate, we still have to talk about it." Greg was not going to let go of it. Lucy just stared at him. "I don't want you to terminate, Lucy. I want the baby and I want to marry you." he said.
Lucy just shook her head, trying to absorb what Greg was saying. She knew what the odds of her getting pregnant were. Pretty slim, and she was at risk to miscarry early. If she made it all the way, she would have to deliver via C-section. Fertility treatments weren't an option. She couldn't take the hormones because of the danger of her developing blood clots like she did for the short time she had been on birth control pills.
If she somehow got pregnant by accident before she and Greg got married, she wouldn't terminate, even if Greg refused to marry her. If she made it all the way through, and Greg wanted to be involved in his child's life, he would be, if not, well he wouldn't be. She would never force that out of him. Her family would help her regardless. She tried to get up, but Greg had too tight a grip on her.
"Greg, please let me go. I want to marry you, too. Don't you think I would tell you if I were pregnant? I thought we were going to be alone tonight and you come home with Jim. I have cramps and my period started. I was supposed to finish your massage in the shower. How the hell can I be pregnant? The odds are against me, we're careful, and you use condoms even though I don't want to! And I'm not grouchy!" Lucy was struggling harder to get free of Greg, but it wasn't working. The more she struggled, the tighter he held her.
He finally had her pinned and looked directly in her eyes. "You're sure you're not pregnant?" he questioned. "Greg, I started my period. I'm not pregnant, I promise. I would tell you if I were. I want your baby as much as you do." He was almost disappointed she wasn't. Lucy was starting to cool down a little bit, and she put her hand up to Greg's face.
"You are grouchy, Lucy!" Greg said. Lucy glared at him. "Baby, you do realize you almost let it slip when your brother asked you if you were pregnant!" Greg said with a smile. "Yeah, that could have gotten a little ugly, huh?" Lucy replied. "That's why I came up here." He's such a pain in the ass sometimes!" "He's a pain all the time!" Greg exclaimed. "He would have called your parents and insisted they come home!"
"Are you through with the inquisition now? Lucy asked. "For now, yeah, I think so." Greg replied as he pulled her closer. "Are the cramps really bad? I can go to the hospital and get you something if you want me to." Greg said. "Not really bad, but bad enough." Lucy replied. "The cough medicine has vicodin in it. It's helping a little." "Hmm, how about if I massage your belly like I did before?" Greg whispered in Lucy's ear.
Lucy started to giggle. "Greg, if I remember correctly, my belly wasn't the only thing that got rubbed!" "Mmm, I remember. Still want me to do that?" Greg whispered as he continued to nibble her neck and pull her pajama top up. The vicodin in the cough syrup was having the desired effect on Lucy. She was moaning softly and pushing Greg's head down toward her breasts. He bypassed them for a minute, going down to her belly, slowly massaging and blowing little raspberries on it. Then he worked his way back up to her breasts and started sucking her nipples. "Greg, you're mean! I want you so much, and I can't right now!" All Greg did was laugh and kept sucking her nipples.
Lucy could feel Greg's cock against her leg. She needed to do something with it. "Greg, I think Junior needs a little attention." Lucy whispered. Greg looked at the bulge in his pajamas. Lucy put her hand on it. "Let him out to play, baby." Greg said. Lucy pulled his pajamas down and started stroking Greg. Lucy took her finger and rubbed the drops of cum on Greg's cock all over the head. Greg was groaning. He made Lucy stop what she was doing and took her top off. She knew what he wanted.
Greg put his cock between Lucy's breasts and started fucking them. Lucy kept trying to catch the tip of his cock, but he pulled away too quickly for her. He saw the look of disappointment in her eyes and put his cock in her mouth, and she sucked him and brought her hand up to stroke him at the same time. Greg was groaning with the effort not to come; he was trying to hold on as long as he could, but Lucy was too good at this. If she wanted to, she could make him come fast or torture him. She managed to reach under his balls and found that sensitive spot and started to put pressure on it.
Greg started pumping her mouth faster, and she sucked harder as she could feel his orgasm build. She stopped putting pressure on that sensitive spot. She was torturing him tonight, but he wanted her to. "Lucy, suck my cock. It feels gooooood!" Greg's voice trailed off in ecstasy as his head rolled back.
Lucy sucked harder and started using pressure again. Greg started pumping faster; Lucy knew he was almost ready. She used her free hand to stroke Greg as she sucked. She felt him twitch, and she sucked harder. "Lucy!" Greg cried as he shot his load in her mouth. Lucy smiled as much as she could with her mouthful of Junior. Greg kept pumping until he went soft.
"God, Lucy!" Greg said as he laid down next to her and pulled her into his arms. "You give the best blow jobs I've ever had!" He started nibbling her neck again. Lucy smiled as she said, "How can that be, Greg? How much competition do I have?" "None at all, baby." Greg said while he kept nibbling her neck. "Greg, you've been with lots of women before me. How can you say "none"?" Lucy asked. Now she was serious.
Greg supported himself on his elbows and looked at her. "She's so hot in bed, but she's still so innocent that she could ask me that question!" Greg said to himself. "Lucy, the difference between you and anyone else I've been with is that you actually like giving me a blow job." he told her with a leer on his face. Lucy put her hands up to Greg's face and he kissed both of them. "And you love me and I love you." He whispered. As he started to give in to sleep, he mumbled into Lucy's neck "mine."