Pregnant with the Bad Boy

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I woke up first again which was incredible considering how little I had slept, I was lying in the middle of the bed and Dylan had rolled off the edge so I thought he would fall out soon, I was sitting up and was about to pull him in when he turned towards me and batted his beautiful eyes, I smiled at his newly awake face looking around confusedly before he saw me and without saying anything grabbed me and pulled me back down and I howled with laughter at his unexpected outburst.

“Dylan what are you doing?” I laughed as he put his head behind my shoulder, and I leaned heavily back against his body that was rock hard under mine.

“I'm making sure you're still here...” his voice was teasing but there was fear in it too and I sighed weakly and looked up at his face, we had slept far too little for what happened last night, or this morning, I hardly knew myself.

“I'm not going anywhere.” I leaned up and turned to face him, he was just lying there looking sickly sexy in bed in his boxers, I would never get enough out of him.

I leaned over and kissed him deeply, my insides flashed as usual from his touch as I continued to touch his lips with my own and he pulled me to him and turned me down so he was on top of me, I giggled at his hard-on pressing against my thin shorts and he buried his head between my breasts, I gasped with pleasure as his fingers touched my hipbone while his tongue had traced over my one n****e and his warm breath through the linen made me press against his hard-on but my hips, he smiled secretively at me as he looked up and I just stared expectantly at his face.

“You are so beautiful Jen.” He smiled wider at my embarrassment, it didn't matter how much he said it, I never got tired of it.

“I love you Dylan.” I stared safely into his eyes which blinked in surprise for a second before they warmed again, and he drew his hand over my lips in the tender gesture.

“I love you Jennifer.” He smiled wider at my gasp, I wanted him, now.

“make love with me Dylan...” I pulled him to my mouth as I pulled off the shorts I was kicking off and he quickly pulled down his underwear where he lay between my legs.

We looked excitedly at each other as he slowly pushed into me and lay still, I enjoyed feeling his d**k inside me, he was f*****g made for me.

He kissed me again, hard and longingly as he began to move slowly inside me, I instantly felt the heat from my toes that only he could ignite in me.

I held his head and looked tenderly into his eyes that were excited and loving as we gasped together at his movements that were slow yet so sickly excited as neither of us let go of each other's gaze, I could already feel my legs disappearing beneath me as I was getting over the limit that he could always push me over. His movements became harder, and I quickly grabbed the sheet with my hands, biting my lip from the pleasure that rolled over my body each time he thrust into me.

“come for me Jen...” he kissed my neck and bit me so I moaned in pain as he took my wrists and held them on either side of me as I tensed my whole body and pushed my hips forward against him so that my back no longer felt the bed and I cried out as my body shuddered several times and I fell back down, exhausted as he smiled contentedly and kissed me on the tip of my nose. I looked at him feverishly, I don't understand how he did it like, it didn't matter how we did it like, he always made me come.

He smiled and moved again I enjoyed his length inside me as he thrust into me the last few times before he stayed inside me and froze as he came inside me.

We were both completely spent, and he kissed me quickly before rolling over me and I was left where he laid me, he was absolutely f*****g amazing, a s*x god or something like that.

I just laughed to where I lay as he turned towards me, fully naked now and I admired his body once again, it was f*****g fantastic, he was fantastic.

“I love watching you come for me babe...” he trailed his finger across my stomach, and I shuddered at his touch, it tickled through me when I was so sensitive after his magic d**k.

“It's only because you make me do it every time.” I died over how geeky I sounded but he just stupidly replied back but a wide grin.

“it's because you're mine.” his laugh was infectious and I rolled my eyes slightly at his geekiness, at least we were equally geeky. Together.

I just laughed in response, and he quickly looked at his watch, I knew he had to leave soon but not yet. I turned to face him.

“Dylan, can we wait to tell you about everything we talked about yesterday?” I wanted to tell everyone, but I wanted my family to hear it from me, not Glenda at the salon.

“Have you changed your mind?” His voice wasn't angry but more expectant, like he'd been expecting this all along, but I quickly shook my head.

“No baby, I feel the same as yesterday, but I want my family to hear it from me, not from the town gossips.” He nodded understandingly and I smiled, relieved that he understood.

“I'll be with you, you know that, right?” He took my hand and kissed it gently and I immediately felt a hundred times lighter.

“Will you? I'm sure it won't be a happy one.” I could see it coming when they would question everything we were.

He got a more determined look on his face and looked me seriously in the eyes.

“Why should I let you do it by yourself? You're mine and I'm not going to let my woman do everything by herself.” I would have laughed normally at his old-fashioned thinking but now I felt good, knowing he was there with me.

I blinked away the tears that had come, he made me so damn happy, I just hoped my family would see that.

“Don't cry babe...” he ran his hand across my forehead, and I looked down for a few seconds before I opened my eyes and smiled.

“Tears of joy.” I laughed at his eyes rolling up quickly in my head from crying constantly before he pulled me close to him.

“God knows you cry a lot of woman but I love you anyway.” He laughed at my offended look as he kissed me quickly and released me before standing up and walking naked towards the bathroom, I stared at his gorgeous ass, only it made him look like a walking statue of David.

“I see you.” I giggled to myself as he turned around and smiled broadly at me before closing the door. It was a shame that the shower here could only hold one person at a time, otherwise I would have followed, but maybe it was just as well, I'd probably collapse if he made me come once more as quickly as I knew it would lead to if I'd been in there.

I was still lying on the wet spot on the sheets, I was going to rip them out and take them to the laundry room later, I couldn't bear to sleep another night on the same sheets we'd had s*x on several times, I wondered if he even thought about such things. Probably not.

 Then I was going to call my mom, I wanted to know how long she was going to be in Oklahoma, I knew she had family there, but I understood she went there for my dad. I closed my eyes and pushed away the thought of their collapsed marriage, me and Dylan weren't them.

I smiled as I heard him whistle in there as the shower tap went on and I fingered the cross he had given me in exasperation, I still felt super guilty about it. He didn't seem to have that much left of her, and he'd given it to me without even thinking twice about it. My chest warmed at the thought, and I decided to sit up and pull on my shorts even though they were clinging to my thighs, I could shower later.

I picked up the phone as I walked to the small kitchen, I had no messages other than school and other boring stuff I could wait on, really, I should probably study too but I couldn't today, I still had mum to deal with and I quickly threw buckets into the tired brewer, I would need a big cup to face the day.

I hung wearily against the sink looking and looking indifferently at the drips running down my forehead as I heard him coming walking from the bedroom and I had looked up quickly before my eyes widened at his revelation, my mouth went dry as he came walking worldly dressed in blue jeans, a white turtleneck tightening over his arms and boots with twirly prints on them. His hair was combed to the side, and he had shaved.

“Wow.” I must have been staring at him like a madman because he looked at me questioningly as he stood next to me kissed me quickly on the mouth that was still gaping at his different style.

“Babe, I know I look good but you're starting to make me worried soon. “ He laughed and grabbed a mug from the sink. He looked around thoughtfully.

“Have you done the dishes?” He looked surprisingly happy as I nodded still in shock at his style upgrade.

 “Well yeah I was bored yesterday so I cleaned up...” I turned towards him and leaned against the bench, where on earth was he going looking so handsome? I felt jealousy take hold of me and I was sickened by the thought that some other woman would try to pick him up.

“Jen?” He just looked wonderingly at my face which must have turned darker with my emotions, and I tried to shake them off, no he wasn't like that. I had to trust that he was ignoring the multitudes of women who would try to hit on him, like a whole bunch of them.

“I'm okay.” I smiled reassuringly at his worried gaze studying me like he was waiting for me to say something he didn't want to hear.

“Are you really?” He grabbed the coffee pot before it was ready and quickly poured the cup and put it back, I slumped, I might as well be honest, otherwise he would think it had something to do with what we talked about yesterday too.

“I was jealous. Okay?” I looked shamefacedly down at the floor as his face went from worried to amused in a second as he put his hand on my cheek and drank slowly before he spoke.

“What do you think I'm not? I want to beat the s**t out of every man I see checking you out, and that happens more than you think babe.” His eyes were still full of laughter but had seriousness at the bottom I was still ashamed, but I felt better that he was willing to admit it too.

“I know I'm being ridiculous, but I can't stand the thought of someone else trying to hit on you.” I looked mortified into the ground quickly as he raised his eyebrows like he knew something I didn't.

“Kind of like trying to rip someone's hair out?” His eyes sparkled as he looked menacingly at me and drank coffee calmly, I felt the colour drain from my face as he reminded me of what I had done that night that seemed to be from a hundred years ago.

“Fuck.” I slapped my hands over my face, I wanted to disappear through the floor where I was standing when he calmly put his hand on my shoulder.

“No, but one of the security guards told me what you were doing.” I looked up from my hands, what the hell was I thinking?!

“he assumed you were my jealous girlfriend even then and told me, lucky for you or they would have picked you up.” His eyes were sneaky as a snake as I knew he was laughing at me inside.

I stared at him, knowing I had been lucky considering I could have been arrested, and I also knew Dylan would never look twice in the woman's direction.

“I have no regrets.” I squinted sourly at his gloating as he threw his arm around me and kissed me lightly on the cheek.

“I know.” He sighed and quickly drank the last of it before quickly checking the clock above the microwave.

“s**t. I have to be in early today too.” He started scarfing things down and I looked at him in surprise as he kissed me quickly on the mouth where I stood still ashamed that he knew everything that happened that first night with that blonde w***e, yeah, I said it.

“I love you.” He smiled wider as I finally stopped looking pissed and smiled back.

“I love you too.” I had to pull myself together, after all he had asked me to marry him just a few hours ago, I didn't have to be this jealous.

“See you later?” He looked at his watch in stress as I looked at him in confusion, I assumed.

“You know that competition your sister was talking about when you wrecked my car? That's today?” His eyes were teasing again, and I rolled my eyes, I was never going to be free of that story, it was a f*****g tailgate, not the whole car…. Men… I grumble on the inside.

-We'll see, I need to talk to my mom first or I'd be happy to come. I smiled and avoided answering his question about the car.

“Just don't tear out anyone’s hair, okay?” He winked at me with the most charming smile he had, I tried to punch him lightly on the arm which he dodged all too easily.

“No promises baby...” I grinned slyly as he took the keys and laughed as he walked out the door and I was alone again.

“Crazy bastard.” I smiled to myself at his confidence, I loved it when he teased me even if I didn't want to admit it, he always made me laugh no matter how pissed off I was.

I took the last of it in my coffee and looked pissed at the almost empty pitcher, there was only a little left, had he said all that stuff about the bar to distract me from him taking all the coffee? I angrily put the empty mug back and walked to the shower, I quickly grabbed the toilet bag I had brought with me, it would be nice to be free of Dylan's 2-in-1 shower cream as I turned on the water and took off the sticky shorts and linen and stepped into the heat, it burned nicely on my skin and I thoughtfully touched the cross around my neck, maybe I should have taken it off? I thought about it for a few seconds but decided I didn't dare in case it fell into the sink, and to be honest I didn't want to take it off either, the simple piece of jewellery represented his love for me, and I wanted the whole world to see it.

I quickly washed my hair; it went much faster since I cut my hair and I praised myself once again for my genius.

I heard something ringing as I just turned the water off and realised it was my phone, my first thought was Dylan as I quickly grabbed a towel and half jumped out to the kitchen where I knew I had left it. It said Mandy on the screen.

“Mandy?” I replied anxiously I had told her to call if there was anything, and now my imagination was running wild as to what might have happened.

“No, it's the pope.” Her voice was dry, and I knew she was okay and exhaled.

“Put on something decent and get over here.” I heard frustration in the background, and I assumed she was somewhere around the stable yard.

“Wait what do you mean? Did something happen, is Dylan okay?!” She smacked her lips at my worried questions and answered lowly.

“It's all right with that bully, he'll walk a bit away from me and checking things.” She said the word bully even lower and I couldn't help but laugh, he hadn't been joking when he said he was serious about work.

“But you have to be here, with Dad gone, and Mum following him, I kind of have to get my backup sister to come and support me.” She sounded stressed and I got serious, of course, she wanted me there, how could I be so stupid, she was nervous, and we just got a better sister relationship.

“I'll come, but I don't have a car so I don't know if I can come right away.” I looked at the clock stressfully, it would be hard to get there on time.

“Can't you just ask your boyfriend to pick you up?” She must have looked at Dylan when she said that because she immediately sounded a bit scared as if he was coming towards her.

“No, he's working...” I started to protest when I suddenly heard his voice on the other side.

“Ten minutes babe, that's all you have before I get there.” His voice was rushed, and I thanked God I had showered already as I quickly said goodbye and quickly looked around, I needed to dry my hair, put on deodorant and put on something that didn't look like I had just woken up. Great.

I dried my hair with one hand as I dug out a pair of black long pants with pressed creases and a white sleeveless blouse with ruffles on the sides of the shoulder'

I quickly rolled on the underwear and quickly checked that the bra was on properly before pulling on the blouse and deo, I put on the trousers which smoothed over my bottom and went down from my waist, they were a bit too tight really but I didn't have much choice as I didn't had time for something else. I dried the last of my hair as the door to the apartment opened and Dylan strolled in and I smiled at seeing him even though he was stressed, I grabbed a pair of pearls that were on my ear in my hand as I stepped into my only pair of black pumps and took my phone with me in my hand.

He stopped suddenly and his eyes widened, I think he liked what he saw.

“You look mouth-watering babe, but now we have to go.” He took my hand and we walked quickly down the stairs, and I quickly climbed into the car, I was a little proud of how good I had become at it.

“I almost thought you would be standing there as I left you with c*m between those sweet thighs of yours. He laughed as we drove out of the car park and I giggled to myself, it would be a sight to see.

“You can turn around and I can put my shorts back on.” I smiled as he coughed at the sight in his head, I knew he thought it was sexy.

“Damn it babe, no more of that. I'm stressed enough as it is to think about wanting to f**k you again.” he stared straight at the road as I laughed to myself and put my hand on his leg.

“Easy tough guy, you got time.”  I squeezed his hand and put on my earrings and checked one last time, I would have put on makeup if I had the time, but I had to leave it as it was. I sighed and closed the mirror as he looked at me quickly.

“You're so beautiful, I'm going to have to do nothing but look at you later.” He laughed but I could see the seriousness in his eyes, he was jealous too, he had said so himself this morning.

I smiled wider at his dark look, maybe I wasn't the worst of the two of us after all.

“Dylan, could we wait to tell him we're getting married today?” I looked at his profile worriedly afraid that he would get angry with me like last night but instead he shrugged and smiled quickly at me, it wasn't a happy smile, but he wasn't angry anyway.

“Fine for you babe” He took my hand that was still on his thigh and kissed it, I looked lovingly at him, he was too good for me.

We were already there, and he dropped me off at the front before he drove on, I took a deep breath and straightened up. Deep breath Jennifer. I was already smiling before I grabbed the handle and opened the door , it was full of people inside, families, riders, spectators and various organizers all running around doing whatever you did during these competitions, I was never a horse girl like my sister, nope, big and scary was my picture of a horse.

I turned around as I saw him, there was a whole group of teenage girls standing around him following his every move blindly, they were dressed for competing and I could see Mandy's pink hair in the background, I don't really know what his role was here, I would have to ask later at home. I smiled to myself, at home. It sounded good.

“Admire the view too?” One of the women in the crowd was standing next to me and I quickly glanced at her, she was around forty with a pageboy haircut and a long summer dress that almost reached the floor, a lousy choice for this place.

I nodded distantly, I wasn't angry, I knew that every head in here was staring at him including myself.

“My daughter Elsa is standing over there.” she pointed to the girls who was giggling and making big eyes at Dylan as the woman continued to talk with me.

“he's even better looking from the front.” she giggled to like the teenagers and I almost rolled my eyes, but I smiled kindly at her instead, I had decided not to be angry anymore, what was I going to do about the women flocking around him? As long as he just wanted me, I could accept that he was desirable, even if I sucked, it really did.

“My little sister too, I've heard he's quite strict.” I stifled a laugh then looked at him dreamily, he did look stern from here, I only saw him from behind, but I had seen him enough to know that he had a determined expression on his beautiful face right now as he moved worlds away from the wide-eyed girls.

He was holding a pad and looking out towards the groups of people, I wondered if he was looking for me, I hoped so as the woman at my side gasped as he glanced over our us.

He had seen me now and his gaze softened at once, I smiled happily at him, he was enjoying himself, unlike that bar he worked at he was in control here and he liked being here it seemed even if he was maybe a bit harsh.

but damn did he look good in those jeans and shirt.