My Convict

12-Plan B

-Brandy

The next day, I woke up to Elijah staring at me in bed. It scared the crap out of me to be honest, but it didn't feel awkward. "Geez Elijah, way to be creepy." I say, before glancing at the time. "Why are you up so early?" It was only five in the morning, Elliot would have to be up for daycare in about four hours.

Elijah places his arms behind his head. "I'm thinking about that damn kiss." He admits, which completely shocks me.

I rub my eyes and sit up, trying my best to not think about sleep. "What about it?" I ask, trying to sound casual. "And why is it keeping you up?"

Elijah sighs. "Let me see your hand."

I frown. "Why?" I ask, confused.

What could he possibly need with my hand?

Elijah sighs again, before taking my hand by himself. He pulls it under the sheet and places it on something hard and long. My eyes widen, realizing what it is. I quickly unwrap my hand and move it away. "Elijah what the hell?" I screech, pushing the sheet away.

"That's what's keeping me up." He says, referring to his huge boner. "That damn kiss made me horney perle. And it's getting hard to manage myself, really hard." He says, looking at me. "I thought that I could control it... that I could control myself, but I can't Brandy. Being in bed with you, kissing you, it f***s with me. A lot. You're addictive, very addictive."

My eyebrows knit together. "I... is this a dream?" I ask, looking around. "Am I dreaming?"

Elijah frowns a little. "No, this isn't a dream Brandy. You're fully awake." He says before lifting his hand up to pinch me.

"Ouch Elijah! What the hell?!" I shriek.

"Oh calm down. That wasn't even a hard pinch." He gets out of bed and starts to put on his pants.

My eyes widen. "Wait! Where are you going?"

He looks down at me like I'm stupid. "To go sleep on the couch." He says, with his eyebrows raised.

"What? You just piratically admitted to wanting to have s*x with me and now, you're going to sleep on the couch. What kind of s**t is that Elijah? That makes zero sense."

He stops pulling up his pants. "I'm confused now, perle." He says, running a hand through his hair. "So you want to have s*x?"

I bite my lips, thinking about the answer. "Maybe." A second goes by. "Yes. Definitely yes." Some people maybe judging me right now, but I haven't had s*x in five years. That's a long ass time in my book. Hell it gets tiring masterbating all the time, my fingers are all worn out and so is my vibrator. My batteries died last night, just when I was about to reach my climax. It was so horrible, that I wouldn't even wish the situation upon my worst enemy. "What are you waiting for?" I ask Elijah, watching as he just stands there frozen. "Go lock the door."

Without being told twice, Elijah quickly runs towards the door and locks it, before running back towards me, jumping on the bed in the process. He smiles at me, showing off his white teeth. "I know you said yes, but are you absolutely positive that you want to do this? I don't want you regretting anything."

Placing my hand on his shoulder, I nod. "I'm a grown ass woman Elijah, when I say I want something, it means I'm one hundred percent sure that I want it." Lifting up my shirt, my n*****s erect because of the cool air that breezes in the room. Wearing a bra before bed was never my thing, it made me uncomfortable and caused me discomfort. "Let's do this."

Elijah looks at me and doesn't say a word. His eyes goes from my face, before slowly adventuring down to my breast. He stares at them for a straight minute, before lifting his hands up to touch them. A small moan slips from my lips because of how hard his grip was. "They look bigger than the last time." He comments, as his thumb begins to rub on my n*****s. "If getting you pregnant did this to your body, then I need to get you pregnant more often."

I chuckle, playfully glaring at him. "Don't even try, I'd kill you. Being pregnant was horrible. I was bloated half of the time, my feet were sore as hell and I felt like a whale the whole tine."

Elijah chuckles, pushing me down on the bed. My head hits the soft pillow. "You're the first woman I've ever met that admits to being bloated." He leans down and captures my lips with his. The kiss is fast but sensual, it sends shivers down my body. "You're also the first woman to ever make me feel like this."

My head tilts as a bright smile makes its way on my lips. "Really? How else am I first?"

He places a light kiss on my neck. "You're the first to carry my child." He moves down to my chest and places a kiss there. "The first woman that I trust, besides my mom and sister." I felt my heart stop for a moment. He trusts me? My eyes close once I feel his lips on my n*****s. He kisses both of them, before moving further down. "The first to not care about how they look in front of me." He makes his way down to my belly button. "The first to ever put me in my place." He stops near my cooch, and licks his lips. "And last but not least." With both hands he takes off my undies and throws it across the room. His eyes ogling my cooch like he's never seen it before. "The first woman that I've ever gone down on."

I burst out laughing for some odd reason, which causes him to look up at me with raised eyebrows. "I'm sorry, it's just it's been two weeks since I've shaved and I don't want any hair to get stuck in your teeth or anything."

Elijah opens his mouth and then closes it. From the look on his face I'm guessing he's speechless. He bursts out laughing, which causes me to laugh as well. "Out of all the things you could be thinking about, you think of that?" He says, clutching onto his stomach while laughing.

I wipe at my teary eyes. "It just popped in my mind." I say, trying to stop laughing. I lay back down and look at him. "Come on, you're wasting time, Ej will be up soon."

"I'm wasting time?" Elijah questions, getting back into his position. "You're the one thinking about hair getting stuck in places."

"Oh shh, like you weren't thinking about it."

He shakes his head. "I wasn't." He smirks. "I was thinking about my my d**k getting stuck."

I start laughing again. "Really Elijah, your d**k? Out of all things?"

He shrugs. "It was just a thought. Besides, you seem pretty tight." Slowly he spreads my legs open again. My bottom lip trembles as I wait for him to continue. Finally leaning in, he licked my cooch.

"Oh god." I moan at the pleasurable feeling. Even though it was only one lick it felt so damn good. He licked it again, this time lifting his tongue up and down repeatedly on the hood of my c**t. My hips begin to move as I grind on his face. He wraps both hands around my waist to keep me grounded. "Oh yes." My heart tumps hard in my chest as he continues to eat me out. He teases my c**t, before going back to sucking. "Don't stop." I beg, my fingers digging into his shoulders.

Elijah sticks a finger in me, and uses his mouth directly on my c**t. I let out a loud moan, as his long fingers move in and out of me. "Keep it down a bit, you don't want to wake up Ej." He says, before his tongue goes back to working on my nub and his fingers find my spot. Grabbing a handful of his hair, I bit down on my lips to keep myself quiet.

"Oh fuck." I begin to move, trying to escape him. The pleasure was getting too much to handle, I couldn't take it anymore. Elijah goes back to holding me down, but he doesn't stop sucking me.

"Go ahead, cum." He says and my body obeys his command. A wave of pleasure flows through my body as I start to twitch uncontrollably. My muscles tense up, and my mind goes blank. "You alright?" He questions, pulling off his boxer. "Don't tell me you're giving up so soon?"

I look up at him, breathing heavily. "Never."

"Good, this is the best part." He says, getting back on top of me. He begins to rub his manhood up and down my slit. "You're so wet." He says. Leaning down, he presses his lips against mine and my body instantly weakens. As our lips engage in a battle, Elijah takes that as his chance to ease himself in. "So fuckin thigh." He mumbles in between the kiss, pushing himself deeper in me. 

I squeeze his arms, trying not to make a sound. The first night he took me, I remember him being big, but now it was like he was longer... thicker even. "Fuck." I curse as he begins to move. It was taking me some time to get use to him.

"Damn." Elijah says, thrusting into me some more. He reaches down and hikes my leg on his hip to get a better angle. I wrap my arms around his neck to pull him close. He begins to thrust faster, the headboard of the mattress smacks hard against the wall each time. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I encourage him to go faster. He squeezes my breast, before leaning down to kiss me again. "You're so f*****g sexy." He grunts, thrusting hard into me.

"f**k me." I moan. "Keep f*****g me, don't stop." I begin to roll my hips back and forth with him, meeting his every thrust. The thrusting continues and I can feel his d**k getting harder.

He pulls out of me, breathing heavily. "Turn around." He says, lifting me by my waist. I do as I'm told and turn around, laying on my stomach. He arches my ass up, while I'm still down and glides himself into me. His hands find their way to my c**t and he starts to rub it, I join him, and we both rub it together. Lifting myself up, I support my body to gain height so he can slam into me more harder.

Both my moans and his grunts fill the room.

I lay back on his chest, and he goes back to squeezing my breasts hard. He pinches my n*****s and kisses my shoulder. I can feel myself about to reach my climax, so I grind my hips to drive him insane. His hand snakes it's way around my throat and keeps me still while he thrusts up.

Holding me tight he turns, so we are on our side. He's still inside me, thrusting hard and not missing a beat. He pushes me from behind, his hand still tight around my neck. I bite down hard on my lips as my walls finally come crashing down. My cooch tightens around his d**k, which causes him to loose control. He cums, shooting his hot seed into me. My mouth parts at the feeling, I let out a low moan that sounded more like a scream. My breasts heaves with each breath I take.

Elijah still pumps into me sloppily, until he's sure he's done. 

I feel him slip out of me and a gush of his seed and my juices spill out from under me. "I don't know if it's because I haven't had s*x in years, but that was the best orgasm I've ever had." I sigh, trying to catch my breath. "Thank God I got that birth control ring put in."

Elijah clears his throat, as he breathes in heavily. "Ahh, you mean this ring?" He asks, his eyes wide.

He points down and my eyes widen, looking at the ring around his manhood. "What the f**k?!" I yell.

How the hell did this happen?

-

"Mommy are you alright?" Elliot asks me as I wait for him to finish eat his breakfast.

I clear my throat and force myself to smile. "Yeah bud, I'm fine." I say looking up at him. "How come you asked?"

Elliot shrugs. "You didn't ask me what I dreamed about last night?" He says, eating his pancake. "And you seem... sad."

I sigh, completely forgetting to ask him what he dreamt about the night before. It was a tradition that me and him came up with, to get him more conformable with talking. "I'm sorry baby, my head isn't in the right place right now. What did you dream about?"

Elliot quickly smiles. "You and daddy giving me a baby sister."

"What?!" I ask my eyes poping out of my socket.

"What?!" Elijah questions from the other side of the table, spitting out his drink. He begins to choke which causes me to roll my eyes.

"Daddy? Are you alright?" Elliot questions, looking at him worriedly.

"He's fine Ej." Standing up, I push in my chair. "Come on bud, let's get out of here before you're late. "

"Give daddy a kiss before you leave." Elijah says standing up. Elliot quickly runs towards his father and lifts his arms up so his dad can pick him up. Elijah smiles down at him and picks him up. "I love you Ej." He stays kissing his forehead. "Have a good day at daycare."

Elliot smiles and kisses his father on the forehead. "Love you too daddy."

"Baby, don't forget your book." I remind him. Realization crosses his mind as Elijah puts him down. He quickly runs upstairs to get his book.

Elijah stares at me. "Can I get a kiss from you?" He asks, but I ignore him and walk towards the front door. "Oh come on Brandy, you can't possibly still be mad at me. It wasn't my fault."

I glare at him. "It was your fault, why the hell were you," I lower my voice. "That deep in me to begin with?!" Licking my dry lips, my eyes roll to the back of my head. "It's also my fault too, because my dumb ass forgot to get a condom. But still, it's your fault more."

Elijah's eyebrows raise. "You have condoms? Why the hell do you have condoms?"

I stare at him in disbelief. "Really? That's seriously what you're worried about right now?"

"Mommy what's a condom?" Elliot asks from behind me, his book in his hand as he stares up at me with curious eyes.

Pinching the bridge of my nose, I let out a harsh breath. "God please tell me this really isn't happening right now." I mumble under my breath, before clearing my throat. "It's something that you shouldn't concern yourself about right now, I'll tell you all about it when you get older. Okay?"

He nods his head. "Okay mommy."

"Alright good, come on let's get you to daycare." I turn to glare at Elijah. "Hopefully by the time we get home, your daddy will have his priorities straighten out." Elijah sticks his tongue at me, as we make our way outside. I stick my middle finger at him, before shutting the door.

-

"So you say the ring was around his p***s when he got done?" My gynecologist asks for the fifth time.

I groan pinching the bridge of my nose. "Yes Dr. Ali the ring was around his p***s when we got down." I tell her, putting the car in park. "What should I do now?"

She sighs. "This is my first time ever hearing about something like this Brandy." She says sounding surprised. "Since we don't know if he ejaculated before or after the ring got caught in his p***s, I think your only option is to take a plan B since you said you're not ready to have another child yet." She tells me. "I also recommend that you set up an appointment as soon as possible, so we can find you another birth control option."

Shutting off the car, I take off my seatbelt. "Alright Dr. Ali thank you for your time."

"No problem Brandy." She says before hanging up the phone. Grabbing my phone and keys, I open the door and walk out making sure to lock everything up before entering Walgreens. Once I dropped off Elliot, my first thought was to get here and get a plan b, but I thought it was best to ask my doctor first.

Walking into the store, I immediately make my way to the women's aisle. Searching around, my eyes land on the plan b and I quickly take it off the shelf but not before reading the side effects. "May cause nausea, vomiting, abdominal or stomach pain, tiredness, dizziness, changes in menstrual periods, breast pain or tenderness, diarrhea, or headache." I read out loud. "So basically the same side effects as pregnancy, wow."

"So you're gonna buy it?" A voice asks from behind me, which causes me to jump.

Turning around, I look up to see an elderly white man. He looked to be in his fifties, probably even older. He had grey hair and small hazel eyes. "Excuse you?" I say taken back by his question.

"You heard me." He says, taking a step forward. I back away. "How could you take something like that, knowing that it's going to kill your child?"

I glare at him. My mom always use to tell me to respect my elders, but I think she'd let it slide just this once. "Sir, I don't know who the f**k you think you are, but I'm only going to tell you this once, back the f**k away. And second of all, I don't see how me taking this pill is any of your f*****g concern. It's my body, therefore it's my choice what I do with it."

He shakes his head, looking disgusted by my words. "Women like you are what's wrong with the world. Killing babies that could be something big in the future, just because you guys can't keep your legs close. Thank goodness the law is starting to correct you all."

"Oh shut the f**k up, those laws aren't doing anything but messing with basic human rights. What gives you men, the right to tell us women what to do with our bodies. Nothing, nothing at all. All you guys want is to be in control of something. You guys don't know what women go through or what situations we're in. Shame on you."

The man opens his mouth to say something, but is caught off guard by one of the Walgreens employee. "Mr. Todd not this again." The male employee says walking towards us. "You know you're not allowed in this store anymore, leave this woman alone." He says, grabbing the old man by his arm.

"Let go of me, you i***t. I know my way out." The old man says, pushing his hand away. He glares at me. "You're going to hell!" He says, while walking away.

"And I'll gladly see you there."

The Walgreens employee sighs and shakes his head. He was a nice looking guy, with brown eyes. "Sorry about that, Mr. Todd always finds a way inside the store to do this to women." He smiles at me slightly. "You're the first I've seen put him in his place."

"Really?" I question as we walk together to check out. "That's unbelievable."

The Walgreens employee walks behind the counter and takes the plan b from my hand. He begins to scan it. "It is, he's been arrested at least seven times but still shows up here."

"That's crazy."

He nods. "That'll be forty-five dollars." Reaching into my pocket, I pull out the amount he asked for. He hands me my receipt and bag. "Have a nice day miss."

I look down at his name tag. "You too, Ted." Walking out the store I quickly unlock my car and get inside. Putting everything in the passenger seat, I start my car and drive away from the store. Turning on the radio, Beyoncé and Jay-Z song "on the run" plays through my car speakers. I sing along, jamming to the song. "I don't care if we on the run, Baby as long I'm next to you, Uhuu, And if loving you is a crime, Tell me why do I bring out the best in you. I hear sirens while we make love, Loud as hell, but they don't know, They're nowhere near us, I will hold your heart and your gun, I don't care if they come, noooo, I kn—"

I'm cut off by the sound of my phone ringing. Looking down at my phone, I see a dark screen, which causes me to avert my eyes to the glove compartment. There's only one phone in there and it's a burner phone. The only person that knew the number was Andreas, Elijah's cousin. I lower the volume of the radio, before opening the glove compartment and taking out the phone. I answer it a few seconds later. "Hello?" Looking back at the road, I slow down.

"Hello, is this Alex?" An imperative voice ask.

"This is she. May I ask who's calling?"

"It's me, Andreas." He says, before clearing his throat. "Andreas Schmidt."

I smirk, playing dumb. "Who? I'm sorry are you sure we know each other?"

He pauses for a minute, his breathing can be heard over the line. "Andreas Schmidt." He repeats again. "You gave me your number the day you came to open an account at my bank."

I fake gasp. "Oh yeah, Andreas. How could I forget. How's it going? Is there something wrong with my account?"

"No, no." He says. "I was just calling to see if your offer still stands." He pauses. "You know, for lunch?"

"I thought you said it would be inappropriate if we met up with one another?"

"I did say that, didn't I?" He questions before chuckling. "Well it looks like I've had a change of mind. Instead of having lunch, would you be open to having breakfast with me this morning?"

"Sure, send me the address of the place you'd like to meet up and I'll see you there."

He chuckles, lightly. "Alrighty then, I will. Bye."

"Bye." I say, hanging up the phone.

Today was going to be a long day.