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And So It Is

Chapter 9

I opened my eyes and noticed it was dark. It must still be early in the morning. I tried to shift when I felt pressure on my chest and hip. I sat up a little bit and realized Richard was asleep with his head on my chest and his arm around my hip, holding me possessively to him. I also noticed that we were both naked with just a soft, silk sheet covering us. I laid my head back down on the pillow and glanced around the room. It was dark, but light was filtering in through the slits in between the blinds, maybe it wasn't early morning after all. We weren't in my bedroom, nor were we in his penthouse. I tried to remember where we were, this room looked so familiar and yet I couldn't place it.

Then it all clicked.

I quickly tried to get out of bed, but was held tighter to Richard who mumbled my name and the word 'mine' a few times. I knew I had to slip out of there as soon as possible because there was no way in hell I was gonna have Alfred or, God forbid, Bruce walk in on us in this compromising position. Richard just had to take us back to Wayne Manor, back to his room before he got the penthouse. I really didn't remember much of last night, save for the multiple orgasms Richard gave me. It should be illegal to have that much pleasure in one night. That man is a God. I closed my eyes and resigned myself to go back to sleep when I felt hot wet kisses around my nipple.

Without thought, I ran my fingers through his unruly ebony locks, massaging his scalp as he licked and suckled at my chest. Damn, his mouth was amazing. If he kept it up, I'm sure I could come on the spot. His tongue and hands trailed lower and I let a small gasp escape me. In a matter of moments he had my legs spread and was nipping at my inner thighs. I bit my lip hard, drawing blood, in anticipation of his excellent oral skills. He slowly slid his tongue along my upper thigh and without warning, plunged it into my already dripping core. "Baby, you taste fucking amazing." He breathed. I moaned and writhed in ecstasy as he continued to bring waves of pleasure coursing through me. He slid two fingers in me and I felt the tip of his tongue slowly draw tiny circles along my clit.

I came instantly.

I was still quivering when he kissed me passionately and slid his throbbing cock inside me. "Oh, fuck!" He groaned. The unexpected, but very welcome intrusion had me bucking my hips back against him. He left little butterfly kisses on my jaw as he pulled almost all the way out and thrust back in with more force than before. I slid my nails down his back, probably making red welts, but not at all caring. He kissed me deeply, letting his tongue feel all the contours of my mouth before pulling back and putting my legs over his shoulder, without slipping out of me. He positioned himself on his knees in front of me, his cock throbbing and twitching inside me, and began licking and kissing my ankles.

"Touch yourself." He said in a husky voice.

He teasingly slid in and out of me at a slow pace that made me want to rip my hair out. I let my slim fingers dance across my skin before resting on my chest, where they tweaked and pinched my already hardened rosy nipples. He groaned deeply and began to pound into me harder. I felt the pressure in my stomach build and I was holding my breath. He was thrusting into me with so much force, the headboard was banging against the wall leaving imprints. I moaned out his name repeatedly, pulling harder at my nipples. He gripped my thighs tightly and pounded into me with so much force I was literally off of the bed with each thrust.

"Oh, God! I'm so fucking... Ahhhh." I screamed as I came, squeezing his cock. Two or three thrusts later he roared out my name and I felt him release inside of me. I will never tire of that feeling. The man you love, coming inside you. Releasing his love for you, inside you. You can feel it and it's amazing. He collapsed on top of me, kissing feverishly at my neck and whispering "I love you" over and over.

"I love you too." I murmured, trying to fight off the sleep that was quickly overtaking me.

"You are the most beautiful woman in the world." He said.

I smiled, "You mean everything to me."

He kissed my lips softly, "Your touch is worth a hundred thousand deaths."

I giggled. I can't believe he remembered that. It was my favorite line from the movie "Willow." Where Val Kilmer's character inhales the love potion and falls in love with Sorsha and she threatens to kill him. Very romantic line, one of my favorite movies. We used to watch it together when we were younger and things weren't complicated.

"I can't believe you remember that."

"I'd never forget anything between us. It was special, you are special." He smiled and pulled out something from the nightstand. He slipped it onto my right hand and I realized it was the promise ring I threw at him when I was angry and upset.

"I wish we could be together." I whispered so quietly I thought he wouldn't hear it, but he did.

"I'm gonna leave her. I want to be with you. I'll leave her and we'll take a trip. I'll break it off with her tonight and tomorrow we'll fly to Paris and stay as long as you want." He kissed me deeply and held me close to him.

I felt my heart soar at his words. We could finally be together, be happy. We made love for most of the morning and the afternoon. Finally around 4 p.m., he let me leave, but not before slipping me one of his platinum credit cards. I told him I didn't need it, but he insisted. He wanted to buy me things and since he couldn't go with me, he gave me his card instead.

God, things were finally looking up for us.

"How romantic!" Rachel gushed after I told her about what happened earlier that day. I smiled and squeezed her hand, which I was holding.

"Yes, He's perfect. We are going to be together. God, I love him!" I said excitedly as we hurried into Barney's of New York. We already bought lingerie at both Victoria's Secret and Frederick's of Hollywood. Personally, I prefer Frederick's because the clothes are just a tad skimpier and they even have costumes and everything. And every woman likes to dress up sometimes. At Barneys, I bought shoes and pants and some sweaters. I also bought a few sun dresses and three or four elegant gowns. I also picked up a few things for Richard, some slacks and shirts. A few nice coats. I always loved shopping for him, it was nice.

"Want to go to The China Garden for dinner?" Rachel asked me. I nodded in reply. The China Garden was this brand new, ultra chic Chinese restaurant. Only the most famous of people could get in, but Rachel and I were always on the guest list, whether planning to attend or not. We had the limo take us there and we were immediately seated.

"So how long do you think you'll stay in Paris?" Rachel asked as I scanned over the menu.

I smiled at her, "Not too long. I could never stay away from you for long. You are my best friend and if I was a lesbian you would so be my life mate."

Rachel laughed, "Yeah. Dick is a lucky bastard to get a piece of ass like you."

I shrugged, "Yeah, but Garfield gets to tap your fine ass every night. He's truly the lucky one."

The waitress came and took our order and we sat in silence for a few moments. Rachel had a serious look on her face, I drummed my nails on the table. "What's wrong?"

"What if," Rachel hesitated for a moment before continuing, "What if, like, when we are old and like sitting around talking about everything all of our past loves and fucks and everything, we find out we were supposed to be together."

I eyed her for a moment and then smiled, "Honestly, I don't think I could go down on you." We stared at each other before we both broke out into hysterical laughter. It was a nice stress reliever, all the laughing and talking. Paris would be a mini vacation, and I would miss Rachel dearly.

I rolled onto my side and pulled the pillow over my head. Just a few more minutes of sleep, I kept telling my mind. Then I realized what today was and sat straight up. I looked at the clock.. 11:41 a.m. It was already that late? Why hadn't Richard called or shown up? I bit my lip as I thought about it, but then shrugged off the ominous feelings I had. I found my cell phone lying under a pair of pants and looked at the screen. I left the phone on vibrate last night and I must of slept through any calls. I stared at the screen in shock. 23 missed calls. I checked my messages and there was only one, from Richard saying he needed to talk to me immediately. Call him as soon as I got it.

I stretched and then dialed his cell number. It went straight to message. I left a short sweet message about how I loved him and I was looking forward to our trip. I pulled on some sweatpants and went downstairs for some juice, I needed to relax before the rush to change and get to the airport. I saw Mandy sitting at the kitchen table and she looked like she felt sorry for me. I smiled politely at her and sat at the table, across from her, and picked at a muffin I grabbed from the counter.

"Did you hear the news?" She asked hesitantly.

"What news?" I arched a brow and bit into my muffin. Mmmm blueberry. My favorite. I took a sip of juice and swallowed waiting for her to elaborate.

"The news about Dick and Babs.." Mandy trailed off. I smiled big. So the news is all over? He broke up with her last night and the news spread that fast... excellent.

"Of course, isn't it wonderful! He finally came to his senses..." I cocked my head to the side as I noticed she was looking at me oddly. "I didn't expect you to take it so well." She said quietly.

"Why wouldn't I?" I asked, that ominous feeling making my stomach churn.

Mandy shrugged, "Because you love him.." I gave her a questioning look and she tossed the morning paper in front of me. I read over the headline and then I swear I stopped breathing.

I read it again, slowly, but this time out loud, "Richard Grayson and Barbara Gordon held a press conference late last night to confirm they are expecting their first child together." Under the headline there was a picture of Richard and Barbara, both looking happy and in love. I felt the bile rise to my throat. I read further and found out that although Babs is pregnant, they will wait til after the birth of the child to be married.

I felt the hot tears stream down my cheeks, but I laughed anyways. This is fucking fantastic. Of course this would happen. Our one chance of being together and then.. wow. They used condoms, but condoms break. I wonder if he knew yesterday.. I don't think he did. Otherwise he would have told me.. something, anything. I sat the paper down carefully on the table and forced a smile at Mandy who looked extremely concerned. I quickly left the table and walked up the stairs with as much dignity as I could muster. The headline kept replaying itself in my head. Now, not only will I need to throw them their fucking engagement party, but a baby shower too? Fucking fantastic.

"How are you?"

I looked up from the novel I was reading to see Rachel in my door way. I smiled at her and nodded that it was alright for her to come in. She sat on the bed next to me and ran her fingers through my hair.

"I'm as good as I can be." I said cheerily.

"It's alright to be hurt and upset. Dick has been tearing himself up over this. He really wants to talk to you."

"He knows where I live, "I replied coldly, "Besides, it isn't his fault. I should call them, both of them, and congratulate them and all of that wonderful stuff."

Rachel frowned and made to leave, before she left she spoke, "He's downstairs and I'm sending him up to see you."

I sighed, but didn't answer. Ten minutes later I was reading again although I felt his eyes watching me from where he was leaning against the wall. Finally, I couldn't take the tension and so I asked, "Were you going to tell me?"

"I tried to call you when I found out. Believe me, I didn't want you to find out from a fucking newspaper!"

"How did she tell you?" I looked at him then, our eyes locked before he looked down, almost ashamed.

"I told her it was over, that I was in love with you and she told me she had gone to the doctors earlier that day. She's about 5 weeks pregnant."

I nodded and sat my book down, "You did the right thing. A child needs a father. Congratulations. I was thinking of holding your anniversary party next month, is that alright?"

"Cut the shit Kori. I know you are hurt, it's okay to be hurt.. to show pain. Don't you understand I fucking love you. I'd do anything for you. I really want to be with you.. but I can't now, no matter how much I want to." His voice was drained and he looked tired.

"I'm not asking you to drop everything for me. I know you have responsibilities and I am truly happy for you and Babs. She a wonderful woman and I'm sure she'd be a superb mother. So once again I say congratulations."

"Tell me how you really feel. Yell at me, scream at me, please do something!" He pleaded.

I broke and I felt the tears rushing to my eyes, "I love you so damn much it fucking kills me inside. I would do anything for you, anything. I would have given you all I have. I would have stayed with you, loved you, forever! No one has ever made me feel as fucking wonderful as you do. When you aren't near me, I'm not whole. We were perfect together.. absolutely perfect. And I feel like dying because she is the girl you are gonna marry and she is the one who is going to have your children. And although it kills me to let you go, I know I have to. Everything that has happened to us happened for a reason, even the horrible fights. And I wouldn't trade any of it for the world, and if given the chance I'd do it all over again. Don't you see... my world revolves around you."

He stared at me, both of our eyes watery. Both of us feeling the pain and resentment for not being able to be together. He sat next to me and ran his thumb over my tear streaked cheek as he whispered, "I live and I die for you."

I turned away from him, "You should go. I can't do this anymore. There is a child involved now and I can't let my feelings show themselves anymore. It's not fair to anyone. You should think to the future, your family..." I broke into sobs and whimpers and tried to calm myself.

He held me to him and kissed my temple, "I love you forever Korina Anders."

"We'll always be friends." I smiled and kissed his cheek. He released me and left quietly, I stayed in the same position he left me in for hours. I couldn't bare to move. I lost the love of my life forever and although we were still friends, I know it would kill me to see him, especially with her.

I pondered how my life could drop from Heaven to Hell within a span of 24 hours.