Note: sorry that it took so long but we have some family troubles – I hope that my grandfathers test results will cut that down on Wednesday – but its pretty hard actually.
Note 2: His is for Henry, a long time pen pal – I know you love the idea pregnant Parker having sex…*lol* … I know you so well … my =dirty= little boy
Rating: NC17
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Email: mary_eve_parker@yahoo.com Author: Mary Eve Parker
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They don't have to see you cry Chapter 22 Up were we belong*****
"Tell me what you like and what not …. we have a couple of weeks to go till the kids are born and I will able to become a good father, I want to know you…" his fingers tickled my nipples "know every part of you and I want to remember what I like and what not."
I smiled at him, knowing what he wants. I let my eyes wander down to his boxers, noticing that they were more like a tent than before. I started to giggle like a small child.
"Jarod don't look like that at me. I know how much I arouse you but … but its so funny to see you that shy. You've never been that shy – you always told me what you want and what not."
He looked me. I was still in the sitting position and he sat behind me, hugging me from behind. I slowly turned my head around to see him. His nose snuggled into my hair.
"I am not sure when a woman ever aroused me more than you do actually."
His hands were gliding up and down my belly, taking care of the little stretch mark, just the one and it was little but he had noticed it.
I let my head rest against his shoulder, my tongue slowly tasting his salty neck, sucking on his earlobe. Within a minute he was kneading my breasts with afford and I was giving him a mark on his neck. He groaned when I stopped, kneading a little faster I couldn't stop moaning.
"Not so hard Jarod … they are very sensitive." I reminded him. He stopped and started to kiss me passionately.
Slowly he got out from behind me. Jarod was sitting between my spread legs, looking at me. I let my upper body rest against a couple of pillows and I was smiling at him. For a long time I haven't been happier.
"You are so beautiful Parker, nothing has ever been more stunning than you … you laying here on my bed with these wonderful filled breasts, your big nipples and this amazing huge belly … I could sit here all day long watching you."
"C'mere", I say. My voice was lower than normal, aroused for sure. God Jarod.
I had decided to wait and see what he wants to do to me. I was now in the mood to let Jarod command my body, more than ever before. A quiver goes trough me at the thought of how well and how easily he could do that. It's nearly scary how easily and impressively I responded to Jarod.
"You are so beautiful Parker" he whispered into my ear. I giggled.
"You too Jarod, you too"
He goes down on his knees and I slowly put my arms under my head and look deep into his chocolate brown eyes. I watch him drape his torso over the sheets and suddenly he takes a hold of my ankles and pulls.
"Jarod" I giggled and I let out a small "urgh"
Jarod pushes my knees further apart and strokes the sensitive flesh of my inner tights. A shabby moan escaped my lungs and I settled into my new position.
"You liked that? Did I like that?"
"Yeah" was the only thing which got the possibility to escape.
His hands got so close to where I needed ho, where moister is pooling quickly, but Jarod waits.
"I love you Parker"
Why are you calling me Parker again lover boy?
He kissed my tights with an open mound and I could just moan in reply.
A little shy why I don't know I lift the leg he had kissed and hooked my heel over his shoulder. I closed my eyes and there was just his mouth now having shifted a little tighter on me. His hands rested on my tummy and I am so close to come.
"Jarod … oh .. Jar-o-d" I moaned loudly.
He just stopped for a second. "You like it being sucked?"
"Who told you words like these?" I stumbled.
"The girl which is more or less under me decades ago."
I let my weight rest on my elbows, unhooked my leg from his shoulder and started to look deep into his eyes.
"What have I told you decades ago?"
"Little Angel wants to know the dirty words she told me when she was 16?"
Tears were starting to get into my eyes. "She told me that if I wouldn't start to suck a woman's =tits= firstly she wouldn't give me entrance to her womanhood."
I grinned shamed. I had told him a lot about sex, brought a couple of sex magazines into his room when I was visiting him secretly. Not once he had said that I telling him =dirty= things, but nowadays I would say I had. I had told him everything I knew, all the dirty little secrets out of the romance novels I read under the sheets at night.
"Jarod and… ?" I couldn't believe that he remembered that. It had been our little secret over ages. We talked a lot about things like this, about sex, relationship and love. He was the only friend I had during this time of my life, shortly before I was sent to boarding school.
"A little later you were waiting in the vet in those horrible tight jeans and the tee which didn't reach the end of your breast …. which showed enough to let my erection nearly kill me."
"So you remember that?" I giggled.
"It looks like I remember a little more" In exactly this moment I felt his thumb pressing against my swollen clitoris and I bugged my hips in response. Slowly he let two of his fingers glide into me. I moaned, maybe the whole house was now awake - I didn't care.
"I want to kiss you Parker" he said snuggled against my heavy breathing chest. And he leaned over and kissed me, not gentle this time, hard and passionate. He wanted more like I did, so I let my hands glide over his muscular back, down to his buttocks, digging my nails into them.
"I am glad you are back Jarod! You are, aren't you?"
I didn't answer that, but he started to squeeze my nipples, lick them and start sucking hard.
"It tastes so much like you" he said smiling when he got some milk out of my swollen breasts. "And I love their new weight and their response to my tease."
"Okay Jarod … take me now please … I am not sure how much longer I will take it …"
Slowly I felt his erection pressing against my wet entrance and we smiled at each other.
Jarod if you would know how much it means to me that you are back, full alive!
"Maybe … its embarrassing to ask … Parker …which position is comfortable for you?"
I smiled and giggled inside of me. He was right and he had the right to ask.
Within a minute we were on the edge of the bed, he had put some pillows under my hips and he was standing in front of me. Slowly, very slowly he let his dick slide into me and I moaned in response. And like the first time he wait to let me get comfortable with his little big man inside me.
"Go" I said and smirked.
And he did it, slowly in and out and it didn't take long till we both reached the edge and he slowly collapsed on me, trying not to press his sweaty body into my belly.
"I love you Jarod"
"You know how much I love you Mary" he rolled off me and rested next to me. "I don't understand how I could forget you and the love bond between us … I don't understand."
We got out of *our* room soon after we kissed each other, showered together and he told me endlessly how much he missed me and how much he would love me.
I was wearing a long and wide light blue summer dress which just hugged all the swollen parts of my body the right way and wasn't to tight.
Jarod couldn't stand not to touch me every moment nobody was looking at us – he thought nobody was looking but Debbie was and she was smiling when she noticed it the first time.
Julian was up too and Father Padraigh was sitting at the kitchen table with a cup tea.
"Good morning Father" Jarod said and smirked at me.
"Good morning son" he replayed.
"Could I have a minute with you father, alone?"
"Sure you can" he answered and headed with Jarod to the living room. I would give everything to know what they were talking about. But I was tucked in the kitchen with Debbie and Julian.
Julian got the ham of my dress into his fingers and I got slowly down to get him into my arms.
"Momma" he said softly and that touched me nearly to cry. "Momma" he said and let his ear rest on my belly, just in the right moment to feel a kick of one of them.
I hugged him tight and carried him on my hip when I got up.
"You shouldn't Mary" Debbie reminded me and she was right, so I let him sit on the edge of the table.
"Would you say this word again for me Angel?" I asked Julian.
I saw that he had a look on Jarod and when he faced me again he smiled "Dadda" than he got in touch with my hand "Momma". I started to cry.
Holy god …
"What happened Mary?" Jarod was suddenly standing next to me hugging me.
"Dadda a Momma" Julian said again and I felt Jarod hands tighten around my back.
"He got so big!" Jarod whispered into my ear.
"Yes he did, he is such a big boy now." I smirked at Julian who was fascinated in playing with the fabric of my dress.
"Marry me Mary Eve Parker" he whispered into my ear.
I pushed him a little away to have a full look at his face. He smiled happily and I did. How long have you waited to hear these words? A life time?
"I want our babies to be legal with all their rights and I want us to be a couple before god." he said and Debbie nodded with a big grin on her lips.
"I will marry you Jarod, I will …" I sobbed. "You are back for about an hour and you ask me the most important question in life."
"Don't cry Mary. We will marry as soon as possible, they" his hand rested on my belly "could come every day now"
He was right. I was a little over 8 months so it could really happen every day. He was back. Jarod was back. He was back and he still wants me.
"Yeah Daddy they will get married" I heard Debbie telling Broots. Honestly I
missed the whole clique.
It was knocking on the door and when I reached the knob I saw the police standing outside. Shit
"Are you Miss Caroline Quinn?" – I didn't understand but than I remembered our arrival in Dublin.
"Yes I am, what can I do for you sir?"
"I just wanted to hand this to you. I was sent from Dublin. I should just leave this here and you can arrange the rest with the local lawyer."
He handed me an envelope and within a second he was away. Jarod stood next to me, stunned and in shock. Slowly with tears in my eyes I opened it.
Dear Mary
When you get this letter I am not longer alive. They will have killed me. I have left this note at a friend's of mine who works for the IRA secretly and you will only get it if it was a murder.
I don't want you to search after the man/ woman who killed be. I just want you to get these photos and the diary your mum had sent me years ago. Both things are at my lawyer in Dublin and he will send them to you when you contact him.
I hoped to be able to see the magical triplets at least once but it shouldn't be.
God will save you!
Love, NanaI started to cry.
In the following days we bought me a light white linen dress and for the kids something to wear on our wedding. The magical day should be next Monday.
Jarod and I arranged a couple of things. Normally it was the way that I was resting on the sofa or playing with Julian while he did what I told him to do.
He wanted to me rest and do nothing anymore and I was glad he understood that I was getting uncomfortable with nearly everything. Julian was the most amazing kid for Father Padraigh and he came nearly every day now to play with him or to help Jarod when he had to work on the house or in the nursery.
I got a last glance at the mirror and went to the door when Debbie hold me back.
"Do you have everything?" she asked me giggling.
I showed my belly a little more and asked her what more I should carry around with me.
We both laughed.
"Well something new, old, borrowed and blue … or did I mixed something up?"
"Nope that's fine …. well the dress is new … the necklace is my mum's …"
"Here is something blue" and Debbie handed me a wonderful arrangement of middle blue corn flowers "and something borrowed – I want that back" she said and gave me her pearl earrings.
I hugged her tight, got them in and went to the door.
Jarod smiled at me in his new black suit, Julian was standing next to him with the rings. I felt a little uncomfortable in this dress because it was a little tight around my breasts but I could handle it with not breathing deeply.
When Father Padraigh said all the holy words and we both agreed that we will stay together till death would separate and than we were allowed to kiss as wife and husband. It felt incredible wonderful.
Our honeymoon wasn't very amazing because I got soft bleedings after dancing around with Julian on my hip. The doctor told us that it could happen from time to time when I will not rest enough.
So our honeymoon was just kissing and touching. Jarod didn't want me to give him a blowjob or let me kiss his dick because if I would pleasure him he wanted to give the favour back and Dr. O'Rayen told us that we shouldn't have sex during the next days.
I was sorry for that. We have had sex nearly two times a day since the special night, and it had been amazing wonderful. Jarod could be gentle and passionate and sometimes we just did it the hard and fast way.
Positions were a little complicate but we found some to get enough pleasure.
So days went on till today. I rested most of the day, Debbie took care of Julian together with Father Padraigh and Jarod took care of me.
Today, it was August 28th, I wasn't willing to lay anymore. I stood up, "The wings of the Dove" by Henry James in my hand, and went into the kitchen where Jarod was cleaning the dishes.
"Mary, what can I do for you?"
"I can't do that anymore."
"What?" he asked me and I leaned against the fridge.
"Rest all day long. I am pregnant, exploding maybe in a minute but I am not ill."
"You will explode soon, that for sure" He joked. "But I love every pound."
"Don't joke around with my weight Jarod. I can't wait to give birth to them. I cant sit in the tube anymore, cant lay in a comfortable position or stay on my feet a long time … I cant do that anymore."
"Don't give up now Love … it will not last long till we can hold them in our arms but before that will happen … can you give me Syd's number?"
"What do you want form Syd?" I asked a little stunned.
"I need to talk to him."
"Why?"
"I just need to talk to him okay Parker? Nothing to bother."
"Okay I hope so."
"Yeah and now go back to the sofa. What are you reading by the way?"
"Oh Henry James."
"I love his books, they are all so sad."
"Well but better than Jane Austen, I can't see her novels anymore" I chuckled.
"Do I have to remind you that you read all her books within a week?"
"I have to much free time."
Suddenly a sharp pain ran through my body. I screamed out.
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