Prison of Tides

Chapter 19 - Announcement

Jasmine's Point of View 

     As the weeks went on, Caspian pampered me even more so than usual. I was constantly exhausted, emotional and nauseous, the sickness contradicted by the ever present hunger and thirst.

     The trial loomed ahead, and I found myself biting my nails again, walking the halls as my mind raced at the thought of seeing Raymond. I could only hope he wouldn't know about the baby. Logically, I knew that there was nothing he could do even if he did know, but memories of him saying he would force me to bring his children forth infiltrated my mind. Eliza called them intrusive thoughts, images and fears that echoed in my head.

     I'd been concerned about pregnancy putting a damper on our s*x life. For the past few weeks, it had but after talking to our obstetrician, she reassured us that s****l intercourse was fine. Her main concern was the upcoming trial and the stress it would put on myself and the baby. She stressed that since it was early in the pregnancy, miscarriage was still a possibility, and that I should relax as much as possible.

     Caspian placed his hand on my shoulder. "I'll take good care of them."

     Doctor Ramirez gave us a reassuring smile. "I have no doubt, your majesty. In the meantime, you're due December 8th. Did you want to do a blood test to determine the gender, wait for the ultrasound in the second trimester, or let it be a surprise?"

     Caspian and I looked at each other. "I think we should do a blood test. We can't wait to find out." His eyes smiled at me in agreement with my decision. I loved how we could read each other so well.

     "Wonderful. We can test as early as eight weeks. It sounds like you're right at that eight week mark."

     My eyes widened. "Eight weeks?"

     "We go from the start date of your last period. So this would be six weeks from conception." I sighed in relief. Eight weeks ago, I was with Raymond. Six weeks ago, Caspian and I were wed.

     "How long until we get the test results back?" He inquired.

     "We have an in-house laboratory, so we can get the results to you within half an hour, if you'd like to wait. Or we can call you with the results."

     "We'll wait," I said, looking up at Caspian, who smiled down at me. Gods, how I loved his smile.

     "Perfect. While we're waiting for the results, we'll do an ultrasound to make sure everything looks good, and you'll get to listen to the heartbeat."

     With that, she sent me to get my blood drawn before bringing me back to the exam room.

     Alone at last, I found Caspian's eyes on me. He looked proud. "I love you, my princess." He took my hand and kissed it.

     "I love you too, my sweet prince. Do you think it'll be a boy or a girl?"

     "I think it's going to be a little boy. I can just see him running around, watching the birds with us, helping us water the flowers in the garden."

     I elbowed him playfully. "A daughter could do those things, too, you know."

     "Well what do you think?"

     "I think we're going to have a daughter. I'll be happy no matter what, though. I just want to hear our little one's heartbeat."

     "Of course, my love."

     With that, Dr. Ramirez returned, an ultrasound machine in tow. She had me pull down the waistband of my pants, putting some jelly on my stomach.

     "Alright, are you guys ready to see your baby?"

     "Yes!" We were more than ready, but we were interrupted by a knock on the door. A lab technician poked her head in, handing some papers to the doctor.

     "It looks like the results are in already. Do you want to see him or her first?"

     We nodded and she continued with the exam, gliding the wand over my stomach until we heard a heartbeat echoing through the room. On the monitor, we saw a tiny bean, moving slightly. My heart fluttered, and my hand found Caspian's.

     "That's it, that's our baby." He kissed my hair, watching the monitor as I spoke.

     "Can we find out now?"

     Dr. Ramirez nodded. "Absolutely." She opened the folder, reading the results. "It looks like you two are having a girl!"

     Caspian managed to tear his eyes away from the monitor for a second to look at me. "A perfect little girl." He rubbed my shoulder for a minute while the doctor printed out copies of the pictures for us.

     Caspian had driven us to the doctor's office, not wanting to alert anyone until we knew that our daughter was healthy. I had sworn Cherry to secrecy, even with Jacob. On the ride home, we discussed how we would tell everyone.

     "I think we should go out for dinner and tell them there," I suggested.

     He laughed. "You're just saying that because you're craving hibachi steak, aren't you?"

     I felt my cheeks flush. "Baby girl needs her iron."

     He grinned. "Whatever you want, my love. We'll bring the pictures. Why don't you text them the time and place?"

     "Yes, absolutely." I couldn't wait to tell them.

Cherry's Point of View 

     It was a warm day, and the sun glistened on the crystal clear waters, warming it ever so slightly. Jacob and I were enjoying the weather, swimming towards the reef, where we could watch the fish. I sighed, resting my head on his shoulder.

     "I hate to tell you this, but this isn't the best view here," He said, scratching his chin.

     "Oh?"

     "Nope. You're the best thing to watch."

     Giggling, my lips brushed his, my arms around his neck.

     "I think you're mistaken, mister. You're the best to see out here."

     I turned around, swimming back to shore, when I felt him grab my ankle, pulling me back to him. I fell on top of him, my lips meeting his once more as I straddled him. His hands ran across my back, exposed by the keyhole cutout in my swimsuit. I felt a familiar sensation between my legs - he was growing hard.

     I'd never felt him before. I'd seen him run into the bathroom, and I'd pretended not to notice his cold showers, appreciative of his efforts not to pressure me. He had no idea how much it meant to me.

     I pulled back for a minute, biting my lip as I looked down at him. It felt good.

     "I'm sorry, Cherry. I didn't mean to…" I'd never seen Jacob embarrassed before. It was adorable, the way his eyes gazed downward, the blush spread across his cheeks.

     "Don't apologize," I whispered, kissing him again. I ran my fingers across his chest, appreciating his body hair, how soft it was as it tickled my digits.

     His brown eyes held the intensity that so captivated me. He rolled me over, holding my body tightly to him while his tongue entered my mouth. I found myself pulling my legs up against his sides, needing him between my legs, needing all of him.

     My hands reached down to push off his trunks, but he stopped me.

     Breathless, he spoke. "Cherry, are you sure? I need you to be sure."

     "Yes, Jacob. I've never been so sure about anything in my life."

     He freed my shoulders from the straps of my bathing suit and began pulling it down slowly, inch by inch. His mouth was on my neck, sending waves of heat through me, before he moved down to my boobs, his thumbs grazing each n****e before he pulled them into his mouth, one at a time.

     He took care to kiss every single bit of my skin as it was revealed, each new touch making me want him more than the last. Finally, I was naked.

     I kept my knees shut for a moment before his hands came onto them. "You're sure, right?"

     I nodded. "I just… I'm scared that once you see, you'll think I'm hideous." That he'd go soft, like Aiden had. I couldn’t bring myself to say those words. I knew Jacob wasn’t Aiden.

     He looked at me. "That's not possible, Cherry. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid my eyes on."

     "You really think so?"

     "I really do."

     "Promise?"

     "I promise. If you don't want to, or if you aren't ready, we can stop. Or if you think you're ready but change your mind, we can stop. You deserve the best. I want this to be special, because you're special. I want you to trust me to love you the way you deserve to be loved."

     I definitely wanted him, wanted him now, nerves or not. "I trust you, Jacob. I love you." I started to spread my legs.

     "I love you, too, Cherry. I promise, I'll never do anything to hurt you."

     I believed him. "I won't do anything to hurt you, either."

     With that, his hands found my knees again, guiding them all the way open.

     "You're beautiful, Cherry," He whispered as he began kissing the inside of my thighs until his lips found my c**t. I gasped at how amazing his mouth felt, so warm and soft on me.

     He pushed my legs up, giving him better access. I found myself squirming, hearing my sighs fill the water around us as his tongue circled the outside of my p***y before sucking on it.

     "Oh!"

     He glanced up at me. I found my hands were in his thick hair, pulling him closer to that sensitive spot. His tongue was inside me, and I felt my hips move up towards his mouth when he pulled each of my lower lips into his mouth, sucking lightly on them.

     He stopped for a moment, leaving me speechless as he pulled off his trunks, putting them under a rock with my swimsuit before climbing back on top of me.

     His mouth found mine then, and I tasted myself on him. It made me even more aroused. He looked down at me, brushing my hair out of my eyes before I felt him against my entrance.

     I opened my mouth, a pleasured whine escaping as he began to press in. The look on his face when he was all the way inside of me reflected my own overwhelming love and desire

     “Gods, Cherry. You’re so beautiful, and you feel amazing.”

     He kissed me again, taking his time as he started to thrust. His moans vibrated in my mouth. One of my legs wrapped around his back, and he pushed deeper inside of me, taking me to places I didn't know existed.

     "Jacob... oh," I heard the volume of my whines raise as he made love with me, my hands tugging on his hair.

     "Does that feel good, babygirl?" He kissed my neck, caressing my hips.

     "Yes... Jacob, yes!" I yelled, cumming as I tried to speak. His voice in my ear had pushed me over the edge, and he slowed for a minute while my muscles spasmed around him.

     "Oh, Cherry. Gods." He kept the pace slow for a minute or two before picking up speed again, his hands tangling in the roots of my hair while my back arched underneath him.

     My sighs turned louder and louder. I pulled him closer to me, feeling his chest hair rubbing against my n*****s. My mouth was hungry for him, eagerly accepting his tongue. I realized I was about to climax again as his hand caressed my neck, making my skin tingle.

     "f**k! Jacob, you're.. you're gonna make me…" My words came between moans. I had no control over myself. I only knew that my nails were tearing up his back while I bit his neck, intoxicated by this man who made me feel things I never thought possible.

     "That's right, babygirl. Finish again. I need you to finish with me. Let me make you c*m again." He was panting, begging, his dark hair floating around his face.

     With those words, I clamped down on him, feeling his c**k twitching in my deepest parts. Screams of pleasure surrounded us as he came inside of me. I saw the cosmos unfolding around me, the universe being born as he did so. The sea whispered to me that this moment was sacred, that this was right. That Jacob was the one for me.

     He continued kissing me while he pulled out, laying beside me. I rested my head on his chest, and we watched a school of bright yellow fish pass overhead.

     "You're so perfect, Cherry. Was that as good for you as it was for me?" He looked at me, his mouth parted.

     I nodded into his chest. "Yes, that was amazing. I never knew it could feel so good."

     He kissed my temple. "I'm glad. I plan on making you feel good for the rest of our lives, you know." He grinned at me, a twinkle in his eye.

     "I have no objections."

     Laying there, I realized that the sea was right. This man was perfect for me.

Caspian's Point of View 

     After hearing we could have s*x again, Jasmine insisted on making a stop at the local novelty store, requesting that I stay in the car. A few minutes afterwards, she returned with a rather large bag and instructed me to take us home.

     I was happy to oblige her request. It had been too long since I'd made love to my wife, and I was ready to take her to bed.

     Once we got in our room, she told me to sit at my desk before disappearing into the bathroom, leaving me with the following words and a wink

     "I want it rough, Caspian. Show me what a slut I am. If I really want you to stop, I'll say the safe word."

     She was going to be the death of me.

     When she emerged, her hair was braided and to the side, and she wore a short plaid skirt, a white button up that showed off her chest, and a push up bra. The thigh highs and glasses completed the look.

     I was ready just watching her walk towards me.

     She placed a ruler down in front of me on the desk, sitting close.

     "Professor, I know I'm not doing so well in class. Is there any way I could get an extra credit assignment?"

     I scratched my head, sighing for a minute. "I don't know, Jasmine. You haven't shown any effort in this class.  You've missed nearly every assignment and failed all but two of the tests."

     "Please, Professor Gale. I know I've been bad this semester, but I'll do anything to pass this class." She blinked, feigning innocence.

     I bit my lip. "Anything?"

     She nodded. "Whatever assignment you give me, I'll be happy to do. Just please, please work with me. I can't fail this course. My parents will kill me."

     I rolled my chair closer to her. "I think we could come to an arrangement of sorts."

     I put my hands on the insides of her thighs and began to open her legs.

     "Professor!" She quickly shut her knees together.

     "You want to pass this class, don't you?"

     She tugged on her French braid nervously as she looked at me over her glasses. "Yes."

     "Good. If you don't want your parents to be mad at you, then get on your knees."

     She did what I said, waiting for further instruction.

     "Now feel it before you take it out."

     She reached her hand out and rubbed my b***r through my pants, looking at me before I nodded, letting her know I was ready for her to take it out.

     When she did, I spoke again. "Have you ever done this before?"

     She shook her head. "No, Professor." Her voice was quiet.

     The fantasy felt real. "That's okay, Jasmine. I'll walk you through what to do. First, take my balls into your mouth and suck them, softly."

     She did so, her eyes looking up at me from over those sexy glasses.

     "Good, just like that," I groaned, my hand in her hair. "Now I want you to lick the tip."

     When she did, I tried to keep my body from jolting. It had been far too long since we'd been intimate.

    "Now put it in your mouth and push your head down." I guided her until she had taken all of my length, her mouth close to making me finish right there as her head bobbed up and down. I pulled her off of me by her hair, careful not to hurt her.

     "Now bend over that desk. You're right, you've been a bad girl this semester." She bent over and I grabbed the ruler, lifting her skirt with it. I smacked her center, watching her panties get wetter as I repeated the action.

     After I saw her legs jerking in anticipation, heard the quiet moans she tried so hard to stifle, I yanked her panties down.

     "Tell me, Jasmine. Are you a virgin?" I teased her entrance, running my fingers along her lips.

     "Ye… yes, Professor Gale."

     "Perfect." I flipped her over and knelt, bringing her legs around my shoulders while I tasted her, cherishing the flavor I'd missed for so long. Imagining her an innocent schoolgirl to be taken advantage of had me harder than a rock, ready to take her, but I needed to be sure that she felt good, too.

     As I let my tongue have its way with her, I looked upwards and ripped her shirt off, feeling her breasts.

     "Oh! Professor!"

     I kept going, pulling her bra down and letting her breasts spill out. Her legs began shaking around me and I stood up, standing between her thighs.

     "Professor, I'm not sure if-"

     I put my hand over her mouth. "You don't want to fail, do you, Jasmine?"

     She shook her head.

     "Then you're going to let me take your virginity." I removed my hand and she bit her lip. I could tell she was turned on as I held her hips in place, positioning myself at her entrance.

     "Please, Professor, at least be gentle."

     "I think you're a little slut in the making. I think you'll like it rough." I didn't take my time, entering her completely in one thrust.

     "Pro… professor," She moaned, her n*****s hard as her breasts bounced against me.

     "Good slut.You're going to get an A if you keep this up."

     My mouth found her breast, biting her hardened n*****s. I didn't hold back, allowing myself to leave marks all over her torso, dominating her the way she needed me to.

     "I'm a good little slut, Professor!" She cried, her back arching as my teeth dug into her skin.

     I grabbed the ruler and smacked each of her n*****s with them. She bit her lip, trying to keep from cumming.

     "f**k, you're right, you are a good little slut, aren't you Jasmine?"

     Her face flushed and I sat down on the sofa, pulling her so she was straddling me. I kept my hands on her hips so she couldn't slip away, and I brought her down on me, watching her head fall back with her mouth open.

     I brought her up and down on me, watching the faces she made the whole time until she started moving on her own, her arms surrounding me to hold me closely.

     "Tell me how much you like it, Jasmine."

     "It feels so good, Professor…." 

     "Say thank you, Professor."

     "Thank… thank you.. Professor…"

     "For teaching me how to be a good little slut…" I lifted my hips and I felt her beginning to tighten around me.

     "Thank you for teaching me how to be a good little slut, Professor." Gods, she was so perfect, shuddering in my arms as she approached her climax.

     "Mm, that's right, Professor's gonna teach you how to have your first orgasm. If you do it well enough, I may let you do this again."

     With that, she was cumming, coming down harder onto me. "Professor Gale!"

     I felt myself shoot inside of her, groaning as I squeezed her breast. "Mm, my love, you're far too tempting in that outfit. I could barely control myself."

     "You're one sexy professor yourself. Do I get an A?"

     I shook my head. "You get an A+, but you may have to have a few more private lessons with Professor Gale to cement that grade."

     She turned and kissed me, smiling. "That could be arranged. But for now, we should probably get ready for our announcement."

     The announcement. It had completely slipped my mind.

     "You forgot, didn't you?"

     "Possibly." She knew me too well.

     "It's okay, dear. I set an alarm. I knew we'd be... distracted."

     "I love you," I kissed her, pulling her to me.

     "I love you, too," Her arms wrapped around my neck for a moment before she walked to the bathroom. "I'm going to get a shower before we go. Would you like to join me?"

     I followed her into the bathroom, kissing her before I took off her skirt, bra and shirt.

     Kneeling to pull off her stockings, I answered her question. "Absolutely." 

*

     In the private room at the restaurant, myself and Jasmine, my parents, Jacob and Cherry crowded around the table, laughing over our soups.

     "Everyone, we have an announcement we'd like to make!" I took Jasmine's hand, thinking of how amazing she looked in that blue dress.

     My mother put her hand over her heart. "Oh, please tell me that the two of you aren't moving away. I simply do not know how I would function, and we're in the process of renovating the garden cottage for the two of you, you simply cannot move away, Caspian! Jasmine, you must talk some sense into him!"

     My father put his hand on her shoulder. "Elenor, they didn't say they were moving away."

     She calmed down. "Oh. Yes. Well, what is this announcement then?"

     I looked at Jasmine and smiled as she took the copy of the ultrasound from her purse, placing it in my free hand.

     "Mom, Dad, Jacob and Cherry. We're having a baby!"

     I thought my mother may faint from excitement. "Oh my! Oh my, this is wonderful! Oh, congratulations. Now Jasmine, we'll have to design a nursery, do you want it gender neutral or specific to a boy or girl? When do you find out? Have you thought about themes, or names? When is the baby due? Oh, and let's not forget the baby shower! And an announcement - we must pull together a formal announcement to let the people know a royal baby is expected!"

     "Congratulations, son!" My father clapped his hand on my shoulder, his plump cheeks rosy.

     "This is great news! I'm happy for you guys." Jacob smiled, and Cherry nodded her head in agreement.

     Jasmine turned her attention to my mother, who had stood to hug her. Everyone was elated at the news.

     "To answer your questions, Elenor, we're due December the 8th. We haven't talked about names or nursery themes or anything like that. We'll probably keep it feminine, though, because we did a blood test today and it's a girl!"

     "A girl!" My mother was jumping for joy. "Oh, wonderful. Wonderful!"

     With that, we had broken the news, sharing our joy with the most important people in our lives. For that night, we all forgot about the trial, looming less than a week away. Instead, we focused on family, appreciating the little things we had.