Unconditional Love

Emma

Emma

I just finished writing and my hand is cramping. Grayson always wonders why I write about us in a diary on I can see, and he always says to me “Emma come on let me read it”, I never let him read it. I am sitting at the Stone house, and it’s been a while since I have gotten up and stretched my legs. The Stone house is a three-story house with 8 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms. It is a big house. Grayson pays all the bills and it’s astonishing how much the bills are and his salary. I try to help as much as I can. Hearing the sounds of a screeching child is when I make my way upstairs to my room. Grayson and I share the whole 3rd floor. It has a bathroom and two bedrooms. The reason we share the floor is because when I first moved in, I thought it was a good idea to sleep separately to avoid s****l temptations and that didn’t work but he likes his alone time and I like mine. I have a desk in my room for work. I work as a diagnostic medical sonographer, but I think I mentioned that in my journal. I do marketing on the side so having a desk is very important. I make my way up the stairs and Grayson is sitting in my office chair with nothing but a towel on. Lord helps me. Grayson says “there’s my sexy nurse” “I’m not a nurse but close” I respond rolling my eyes. “Did I see you roll your eyes at me Ms. Stone” he says. “My name isn’t Ms. Stone, Mr. stone” I respond with an attitude that he could catch my vibe. “Not yet” he responds. “Is that how you propose to a woman?” I say it with a bratty tone. “What is with the sass Emma?” he says to me all disappointed that I am being a b***h to his kind open gesture that he wants me. I don’t want to tell him even though we have been together for 5 years. I don’t want him to be disappointed with everything that is going on with his mom, I don’t want to stress him out anymore than he already has. He notices my frustration and drops his towel. His massive dong staring at me and its at full mass. Usually, I would say f**k me and let him but this time I go to his room and open a drawer and grab the tightest pair of boxers he has and throw them at him. He notices my annoyance and puts them on and then tries to walk to me and I put my hand out and gesture to him to sit. This is it I am about to tell him.

I walk over to one of my drawers and pull out a pregnancy test and I hand it to him. He looks at me and then down at the plastic stick I dipped in pee. He looks back at me “Emma is this what I think this is?”. I stand there and I don’t know how to take his reaction. “Grayson it wasn’t planned I know I know but I got checked out a week after this test was taken and its true, you’re going to be a dad.” He stood there in his boxers and looked at the test and there it was the smile and tears starting to fall. “Baby we are going to be parents?” he asks with curiosity and happiness. He falters to his knees and starts to cry tears of happiness and before I could go to him and console him a knock at the door startled me. “Emma is everything okay? I was doing Grays laundry and I heard crying is everyth…” Faye notices the test in Grayson hand. She looks at me and I nod my head to confirm. Faye drops the basket and walks over to me totally ignoring Grayson and she hugs me. “When did you find out? How far along are you? How long have you known? Emma….” The questions keep rolling and I am zoning out and then Grayson hugs me from behind and his touch awakens me. “Huh I’m sorry. Faye um I found out two weeks ago, and I am 8 weeks. Sorry I…I have work to do but can we talk about it later.” Grayson was caught off guard by my statement and hesitated to leave the room. “Babies are you okay? 8 weeks? 2 months? Why didn’t you tell me sooner? Emma?” I was zoning out and I wasn’t paying attention. “I’m sorry I am a bit tired. I am going to lay down” Faye leaves the room and takes the laundry bin and sits it in Grayson room. Grayson leaves too and lets me be I think he was disappointed that I didn’t want him in the room. I didn’t think that would be his reaction, let alone fayes. I thought he would be upset or mad. Was I overthinking? I went to lay down and hopefully I would wake up from this dream.

I feel hands on stomach, and I immediately flashed my eyes back and forth only to be looking at the ceiling and when I turned my head Grayson was spooning me. I needed it and he knew it. It’s fascinating how he knows what I need even when I turn him down. All he wants is the best for me and that’s what I want for him. He is my safe place. He accepts me for who I am regardless of my trauma. There was one time Edith wouldn’t let him at my sister’s funeral, but Edith is the one who waited 2 whole years and I needed assistance, I was in a wheelchair and Edith wouldn’t help me, so Grayson insisted on coming and he didn’t care what Edith wanted. I needed support and he knew I needed him. That was a hard day. Not only did I have to say goodbye to my little sister again I had to say goodbye to my sister’s baby who didn’t even have a chance to fight for its life. At the funeral I was no one to Edith. I wasn’t her daughter; I disowned that title the day Carson died. Grayson had to pick up the pieces of me that day. It was hard but I got through it.

No more thinking about the sadness, I have a baby to grow and to cherish and to protect. Grayson’s hands keep wandering from stomach to boobs to pelvis to stomach. Will this man make up his mind on what he wants to touch? So, I purposely back up onto his hard member. In response he grabs my boobs. He knows I’m awake and I keep grinding my ass up against him. “Baby girl you know what that does to me. I know your awake baby girl. You have awoken the monster” he says in my ear. Oh, do I know. I turn over to face him and he looks at me with such happiness and curiosity to what I am going to do next. Should I catch him off guard or should I just leave him hanging? I sit up and climb over him. Once I am on the floor I sit there and let him wonder. “You, okay? “He asks me. “Yeah, just not in the mood” I said back to him. “Emma what is wrong?” he sounded confused. “Look gray I’m glad you are happy about this baby, but I am scared shitless, and I didn’t think Faye would find out as soon as you would. I don’t know how to be a mother.” I was so upset that I think that’s when he realized it. “You don’t think I am scared shitless too? I don’t know how to be a father let alone have that role model. My dad is an ass. He cheated on my mom more than once and I don’t want to be that type of man or father. Emma, I get that it is scary but there’s joy to that fear. Look for the joy first please.” I can see his point but at that same time I am too focused on overthinking.

I stand there overthinking, and Grayson stands up and puts his arms around my pelvis. His hand placement is immaculate. So gentle and soft. I want him to touch me everywhere. I turn around and look up at him. His watercolor eyes looking back at me and there’s that smile. He either read my mind or I am going to make the first move. He picks me up so that my hips sit on his pelvis, and I can feel his “friend” try to escape his boxers. I knew it was hurting him to have such a hard on, so I took my free hand and released his friend, and I didn’t realize that I didn’t have any underwear or pants on. He slipped it in, and I gasped. He was still holding me while standing up and thrusting up lightly. Then he walked across the room while still inside me and laid me on my bed. I was on my back, and he was still in me. My legs wrapped around his waist, and he starts thrusting hard and it was getting hard to control my moans. So, Grayson puts his hand on my mouth to suppress my loud moans, so Faye doesn’t hear. I was overwhelmed with lust. I wanted to c*m, and he knew. Just as I was about to climax, he pulled out and flipped me without warning. I was on all fours and without telling me he thrusted really hard from behind. I screamed with pleasure. I am sure Faye and everyone in the house heard that. But we didn’t care. Grayson took his right hand and grabbed my hair and kept thrusting in and out and at an angle. He was hitting my sweet spot. I was going to c*m. I could feel his other hand on one of my boobs and twisting one of my n*****s. I was going to climax, and he felt it. I squeezed my vaginal walls on all of his 9 inches and 3-inch girth. This man had such a nice p***s and when I first saw it, I thought it was going to tear me in half. I was so close and that’s when he went harder and faster, that did it. He pushed my head into the pillow and thrusted one more time and squirted his liquid gold into me.

I was still sexually frustrated, and Grayson could feel the warmth come off from me. This was going to be a long day. He turned me onto my back and opened my legs and took two fingers and slipped them in. He hooked his fingers upward and was hitting my g-spot. I was going to c*m. He could feel my vaginal walls tighten so he slipped another finger in and was going in and out with his hand. He was pleasing me in every was possible. With his other hand he started to circle my c**t. He was giving me what I wanted, I don’t know how much more I can take of it. He could sense it and started to go faster; I squirted all over his hand. Then my climax hits and he remove his fingers and without warning, he inserts his p***s and grabs my hips and thrusts. I squirted even more on his p***s. My legs started to shake with pleasure. He grabbed my hands and had me sit up while he was still in me and held me. He thrusted upwards and I just held on tight. I removed my head from the crook of his neck and looked at him. “You are so beautiful Emma” he whispers in my ear. I kiss him so passionately. He slips his tongue in my mouth. My tongue entangles with his and I love the taste of him. The heat radiating off his body is so extreme that he starts to sweat and beads of sweat glisten from his pale skin. “Baby you feel so good” with those words I squeeze my vaginal walls and he is getting impatient. he pulls me off of him. I am so confused. He stands up, his p***s at my eye level and seeing my juices cover his whole length and then look at him. He grabs my neck and places my mouth at the tip of his p***s. I open my mouth and he shove his whole length in my mouth and starts face f*****g me. Tasting my juices, I taste sweet. I can feel his p***s twitch in my mouth. He is about to explode. One more thrust in my mouth he spurts his c*m in my mouth and I swallow every last bit. He’s sensitive so I take that to my advantage and clean him off by sucking every last drop out of him.

Grayson looks down at me with fascination. “Thank you, baby, I hope I wasn’t too rough on you” he says to me in a calm voice. “I am fine. I really needed that and now I really need a shower” I can see where his head is, and I put my hand in front of him “I need a shower by myself” he looked so offended. “Grayson stop thinking with your d**k and go downstairs and shower. He picks up his boxers and goes straight to his room. He’s so dramatic.