Beyond the Black Curtain

Chapter 47 - Laid Bare

"You have a stalker, Mr. Stan, and she doesn't like the fact that you're getting married and having a baby with Ms. San Rafael."

Rae's eyes widen and she covers her mouth to stifle a gasp. A stalker?! Someone's stalking me?

When I didn't say something, he continued. "We found her home somewhere in West Hollywood and it was pretty intense. She had everything planned out, including the accident at the freeway as well as some other things that, if we hadn't been able to find her home, would be taking place in the next few weeks. I wouldn't go into details, but I can assure you she's been taken to custody and a judge will determine her fate after she goes through a comprehensive psychological exam. It's safe to say you and your pregnant fiancé are safe now."

The detective and I wrapped up our conversation after smoothing some last details about the case. I could see Rae breathe a huge sigh of relief now that this nightmare looks to be well over. She looks down on her belly, stroking it lovingly with a smile while murmuring words I couldn't hear.

I reach over to take her hand and we smile at each other.

"Thank God it's over," I say. "I'm sorry you had to hear all that."

"It's alright. It is a little scary to hear something like that. We've sort of been living in a bubble the last few months I almost forgot that it comes with your line of work," Rae responds thoughtfully.

I nod, although a little reluctantly. I just was a little taken aback that after being in this industry for so long that it's only now something like this has happened to me. I say a small prayer of thanks that me and my fiancé wouldn't have to deal with this any longer than we already have.

By Rae's eighth month, she'd grown so big she couldn't even walk for about a meter without taking a small rest. Our anniversary was coming up as well and I could tell she really wanted to do something for me.

"Oh my god I feel like a genetically modified watermelon! I'm so big!" she mused as she checked herself out in the mirror. I peek up from the book I was reading and laughed. I then get up from bed and stand behind her.

"Well I think you're still the most beautiful, sexiest, hottest woman I have ever laid eyes on," I whisper to her as I punctuated every adjective with a kiss to her bare arm, the crook of her neck and finally to her gaping lips. I slowly spun her around and kissed her slowly until we were both chasing our breaths.

I didn't even attempt to hide the hard on I was sporting after that. Rae's eyes darkened before pushing me towards the vanity and pushed my boxers down to a pool on my feet, revealing my semi-hard cock. She smirks at me before gingerly kneeling down on the carpeted floor.

"Jesus Rae you don't have to---oh fuck!"

She doesn't even bother stroking me with her hand, instead taking me all the way in one swallow with her mouth, my tip reaching the back of her throat right away. She hums softly and the vibration of her throat against the tip of my dick nearly had me coming on her throat quickly. I took a few calming breaths, wanting this to last. We haven't had sex ever she entered her third trimester, I was too scared of what would happen if I forget, hurting her was the last thing I wanted to do.

She takes one quick glance at me then pulls out and smiles at me before bobbing her head up and down my shaft. She starts fast for a few seconds before slowing down and grabbing the rest of my length in her hand to work in perfect sync with her mouth. Like I told her earlier, she was still the most beautiful woman I've ever seen but I didn't realize how insanely hot she was with her huge baby bump sucking my cock like a fucking pornstar.

"You're so fucking hot right now, with my cock in your mouth...such a slut for it huh?"

"Mhhmmm..." she moans in agreement before grabbing my ass and giving it a hard squeeze. A string of obscenities fly out of my mouth as I involuntarily jerk my hips forward. Rae moans again, tapping my hips to let me know I can fuck her mouth. I thrust forward, still trying to be careful not to force myself too hard on her. It seems as though she's pleased with the pace I've set as one hand fell from my hips, reaching down inside her oversized jammies as she started to stroke herself in time with my thrusts.

"Oh fuck baby you're killing me..." I gasp as she whimpers at the pleasure she's giving herself. My dick twitches in pleasure with every sound she makes as her pace becomes unrelenting.

Rae moans loudly as her orgasm washes over her in time with her throat hitting the tip of my cock which sets off my own release as well. I keel forward as I spill all over her mouth, grateful for the edge of the vanity for me to hold onto to support myself. I tried to hold still but the orgasm I have kept me convulsing and shaking violently. Rae eventually had to gently massage my thighs to help me steady myself. I couldn't even if I tried, her mouth was still wrapped around my cock.

"Baby I can't..," I pleaded brokenly. Rae slowly pulled her head away but not without giving my tip one last swirl of her tongue and kiss from her lips before finally letting me go.

She sits on her haunches, wiping the sides of her face with her fingers to lick every last drop I just spilled on her.

"Jesus Christ, Raezelle where the fuck did you learn how to do that?!" I gasp out, my breath still catching up to me. I offer my arm out to which she takes so I could help her stand up. She grunts a little at the effort and gives me a shy, timid smile.

I look at her in awe, in disbelief still that I had just been given the best head of my entire life.

She just gives me a sly smile before tiptoeing to kiss me. An involuntary moan escapes me as I taste myself in her mouth as I can taste as well hints of the strawberry milkshake she had earlier.

"You're really trying to end me huh?" I murmur over her lips. Rae giggles in response.

"End you? What a preposterous idea! Can't a strong, pregnant woman give her sex-starved, god of a fiancé a blow job every once in a while to compensate?"

"You have a point...," I say as I finally get my bearings and tugged her to bed. Rae pulls her hand out to go to the en suite and comes back out with a warm towel. She makes to pull my boxers down again and I grab her hand to stop her.

"Jesus, let me do it, I don't think I could stop myself if your hands are on me again."

Rae smirks as she hands me the towel and I just help her to bed.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I inquire as I peer over Rae's shoulder. She was writing something on a notebook. She looks over her shoulder at me before resuming what she was doing.

"I'm writing on a journal," she says. I back away but she absentmindedly reaches backward out to me. I grab hold of her hand and let her guide me to a seat. "It's okay, Seb. This is one journal you can read, because you're part of it. It's not like I need to keep secrets about this pregnancy from you. I actually want you to see for yourself what it's like for me going through all these changes."

"Rae...do you really?"

"Yes, Sebastian, really. You've sacrificed so much for me and I don't know how else to repay you. I thought, what better way than to let you in my head for a bit?"

She closes the tattered notebook and slides it over to my part of the table. I run my fingers over the cover with trepidation. I didn't want to intrude on some of the most personal things in her life, even if it did involve me.

"It's okay, sweetheart," Rae prodded gently. "I'll take a nap and leave you to it, alright?" She stands up gingerly and pads slowly to our room, leaving me utterly dumbfounded and clueless on what to do.

I look at the notebook and sigh deeply, turning the cover over and began reading.