Monique: The Boudoiress Part 5

Monique got to the L.A quicker than she imagined. She was looking forward to see Jason but was also scared and nervous. She wasn't 100% sure whether she was pregnant or not, but something inside was telling her that it was highly likely. She strutted out of the bagagge collection point with her small suitcase and her oversized Prada bag. She looked cool and confident as usual and her sex appeal was screaming to the men all around her. She got to the waiting room and decided to text Jason. His apartment wasn't far from LAX and she knew that he would have someone pick her up as soon as possible. He text her back to say that he would be there with a limo in around twenty minutes so she went to the bathroom to freshen up. She locked the door and began to rummage around in her bag. She tok out a pregnancy test and stared at it for about a minute. She had to be sure, she couldn't just think or assume, she had to know. It was going to be a life changing moment if it turned blue because not only was she facing Dorian's rage and fist but she would be a mother. She struck up the courage to to go for it.  She carefully read the instructions, although she knew exactly what she was to do. She sat down and tried to relax and when the time came, urinated on the stick. It was only a sixty second wait but it felt like a lifetime. Her mind started to go and she was seeing images of her as a mother second after second, flash after flash. She wanted to look but she couldn't. She just didn't have the balls so she wrapped it up in a tissue and stuck it in her bag. She waited a liitle longer in the waiting area before she got another text from Jason telling her that they were waiting outside. There was obviously no Paparazzi because it would have informed her if there was so she walked out into the warm Californian sun and saw the big black limo a few feet away from the entrance. Her heart began to beat faster and she felt so happy but she still had the worry niggling at her. She got in and saw that Jason was there in a nice casual outfit and had the biggest smile on his face.

'Hey beautiful!' he told her as he leaned over to kiss her softly on the lips. His kisses always numbed her and felt like heaven. She caught her breath and smiled back.

'Hey back.' she replied looking into his eyes. He always seemed so content whenever he was with Monique. In the magazines, when he was snapped with his fiancee, he seemed to force his smile, fake it. But with Monique it was different. She still didn't understand why he'd want to be with her, his fiancee was stunning and very nice. But she didn't care anymore, she just wanted to feel his arms around her again and feel him deep inside her. They began to kiss passionatley and although the car was moving, they didn't care. He lay her down gently on the soft leather and began to kiss her from the neck down with soft pecks. He lay his head inbetween her supple breasts and began to kiss her nipples. They were erect and swollen, begging for him to keep going. She was going into a blissfull paradise with him again, she could feel herself get lost in lust and it felt great. But then she realized that she was possibly carrying his baby, that there was a possiblity that she was with child and the urge to make love rapidly deteriorated. She gently pushed him off and got up. Jason puzzled and concerned looked at her and brushed her soft cheek with his hand.

'Hey, baby what's the matter?' he said 'Is everything alright, are you feeling ok?'

She held her head and felt a little sick and dizzy. She smiled slightly and looked at him.

'Jason, there's something that I need to tell you when we get to your place.'

Jason, still rubbing her cheek smiled at her and kissed her on the forehead.

'Ok, that's great but can I kiss you 'til we get there?' he asked laughing slightly.

Monique wasn't laughing, she was worried and didn't know how to tell him the truth. A part of her was calm and didn't want to worry because she didn't even know the result but the instinctive half of her was still screaming at her, it was as if she knew it. She shook her head.

'I can't right now, my head is in the clouds.'

Jason pulled away from her and began to button up his shirt.

'Alright. Well we can chill for a bit and have fun later!' he said smiling and playing with her long hair.

He was understanding and wasn't ever interested in fucking her, he loved making her feel good, feel wanted, he loved to please her emotionally as well as physically and take his time. He would never force himself on her or force her to do anything, he adored her, praised her, loved her.

They got to his apartment after a few more minutes. It was a cool glass building and his was the Penthouse. It was a modern place with everything you could think of. He showed her into his pad and he took her things and placed them in the guest room. It was big and colourful and the view was stunning. He had a massive flat screen and there was a framed version of his Rollong Stone cover, only bigger, on the wall. She had never been before but felt right at home. She then wondered about his other half.

'Where's...?'

'She's in Brazil visiting her sister. She has to prepare for the catwalk in a couple of months so she's getting into shape over there with her trainer.' he replied interrumpting her.

Monique sat down on the big comfy couch and gazed out of the clear glass window. Jason went to fix them a couple of Mojitos and returned in no time. He handed her the drink.

'Here you go, your favourite!' he said winking at her as he sat himself down beside her.

She declined the drink and shook her head.

'No thanks, I can't drink just now.' she replied looking down at her feet.

Jason was now rather curious as to what was wrong with her. He took a sip and sat down his glass. He turned to face her and held her arms, rubbing them softly.

'Alright, tell me what's going on? Is it Dorian, did he hurt you?' he asked with a raised and pissed off tone.

Monique quickly shook her head and got up to find her bag. Jason, still none the wiser had a confused expression on his face and wondered what she was doing.

'What you looking for?'

She found the tissue in which she had wrapped the pregnancy test in. Her heart began to beat harder than ever and she tried to keep calm and breath normally. She walked back over to the couch and sat down. She looked at him and without saying a word, handed him the tissue. Jason took it and looked at her.

'What's this?' he asked confused.

'Just open it.' she replied trying not to cry.

He began to focus on the white tissue and unwrapped it slowly and carefully. He looked at it, unsure at first and then realized what was in his hand. His eyes widened and he gasped.

'Oh my...you're pregnant?'

Monique began to cry. She didn't know whether the strip was blue or not until then. She fell into his arms and he held her tight.

'Shhh...shhhh, everything is going to be alright baby I promise.'

'No, no it's not!' she replied between tears.

He managed to console her and held her face. He began to dry her tears and he smiled.

'Who's the father?' he asked, dying to know, 'Am I...is it mine?'

Monique began to dry her own tears with her hand and looked at him, by this time a little more at ease.

'I don't know.' she said, shaking her head, 'I don't know how I am going to tell Dorian, he'll kill me!'

'He isn't getting anywhere near you or the baby!' Jason told her. He held her again and calmed her down, 'We'll think of something, we can trick him, he doesn't need to find out.'

Then Monique had an idea, it was stupid and dangerous but she thought it would work. She wasn't going to abort, she couldn't but she had to be savvy and safe. She know Dorian would find out because the physical symptoms would be visible no matter what she did to try and conceal them. She didn't know whether or not Jason was the father but what she did know was that if Dorian thought that it was his, he wouldn't touch her.

'I know what I have to do.' she told him, standing up and walking about the lounge, 'I need to fool him into thinking that it's his!'

Jason didn't like the sound of this at all. The thought of that fucking pig touching Monique, the thought of him scewing her made him sick. He couldn't let her do this, there had to be another way.

'Monique no! You can't! I won't let you do this, I can't stand the thought of his hands on you!'

Monique silenced him with a finger and rubbed his chest with her hands.

'Jason do you love me?'

'Yes!'

'Do you trust me?'

You know I do!'

'Then you need to let me do this, it's the only way we can assure both of our well beings and the life of my baby.'

Jason gave her a look of heartbreak and pleaded with his eyes. But she looked back into his green eyes and with hers made him realize that she was going through with this dangerous plan. She kissed him on the lips and went to get her things.

'Where are you going you just arrived?!' he called to her.

She started putting on her coat and getting her luggage.

'I have to do this now if there is any way for this to work.' she told him, throwing her Prada over her shoulder, 'I need to get him to have sex with me as soon as I can, timing is everything.'

He stopped her at the door and gently took the luggage off of her. He stared at her and she stared back. She was annoyed that he was delaying this any longer but wanted to hear him out.

'Look, you have a few days off, a few days isn't going to make much of a difference. Stay here and relax. Let me make love to you, let me show you I care and that I won't let anybody hurt you.'

Monique sighed and gazed into his incredible green peepers. She wanted to stay with him, there was noting she wanted more but shhe had to do this first, she had to make Dorian believe that the baby was his.

'I can't' she whispered. She took back her things and walked out leaving him standing there hurt and worried. She felt terible and stopped. She took a deep breath ad thought for a second. Maybe he was right, a few days wasn't going to make much of a difference and Dorian's track of time was always off because of how busy he was. She could stay and let Jason take care of her and then leave for Hell after a nice break plus, it would giver her time to think. She turned back and walked over to him.

'First thing Wednesday I fly out of here, deal?'

He smiled and hugged her tight.

'Deal!' he whispered.

She put down her things and before she knew it Jason picked her up in his arms and took her into the bedroom. She couldn't believe he was actually ok with the fact that he might be a father in a few months. Jason loved children and had made it clear in various interviews. The thought of being a dad was exciting to him and it didn't matter that Monique was the mother, he loved her, although her barely knew her, he felt a connection. He lay her on the bed and began to kiss her. He carefully got on top of her without putting to much pressure on her abdomen and placed his hand on her tummy. Monique smiled slightly and put hers on top of his. She was glad she had Jason in her life and made the decision there and then that he was the father. Even if the test proved otherwise, she couldn't think of anyone better to raise her baby. He lay his head on her tummy.

'I wonder if she can hear us?'

Monique laughed.

'She?'

'I just have a feeling.' he said smiling. He kissed it and returned to her lips. They began to make love carefully and slowly and all of the worries in Monique's mind washed away. She lost herself in his kisses and let the warmth of his skin drive her to bliss. His heartbeat was her favourite sound and feeling him move deep inside her gently gave her wings and for the next hour, she swore she had landed on a cloud somewhere in heaven.

To Be Continued! Part 6 will be rather graphic and violent YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!