CHAPTER 29- Yoga

Nicko's POV

"Nicko." I opened my eyes slowly to see a naked Demi looking up at me with a small smile.

"Hey." My voice was rough and low from the mix of sleep and sex.

"We've got yoga in an hour." Demi said, and gently scratched her nails over my scalp.

"Yoga? Since when did I say I would do yoga?" She pouted and I smiled, "I'm kidding. Let's get ready." I went to stand up but she pushed me back down, blushing furiously as she traced her nails down my chest and abdomen.

"Wait. Just... don't get up yet." Her face was flushed and I immediately knew what she wanted, sex. Pregnant Demi is the horniest I've ever seen her. An idea came to my head and I decided to tease her. I rolled over and hovered on top of her huge belly.

"And why is that?"

She shook her head, "Don't be an ass about it, I want you Nicko." She grinded up against me and I could feel myself getting hard again. "So bad."

I bent down and nipped at her neck and sucked her sweetspot until she was moaning and quivering underneath me. "You ready baby?" I husked, letting my teeth graze her earlobe.

"Nicko please." She whimpered, "Please." I again teased her, rubbing my self against her center then pulling away. "Ugh never fucking mind." She snapped, and shoved me off of her, getting out of bed she walking into the closet. I laid there, in shock, completely turned on, and now a raging boner that I knew wouldn't be going away anytime soon. Demi walked back out and threw a pair of sweats, boxers, and a t-shirt at me.

"Get dressed, we're leaving soon."

I groaned as she bent over to get her phone and her ass looking amazing in her yoga pants. "Okay if you're wearing that we're gonna have to have a quickie because there's no way I can control myself with you in those pants."

Demi rolled her eyes, "No thank you. I'm sure you'll manage."

I sighed and walked over to her, taking her waist lightly, "I'm sorry for teasing you baby, I just thought it'd be more satisfying for you."

Demi sniffled, "I know you didn't mean any harm in it. But it's already so embarrassing to have to ask you to have sex and with you making me practically beg for it doesn't help at all."

I leaned my forehead against hers, "I know Demi, I'm sorry. You don't ever have to be embarrassed to ask me for anything, even if it's something other than sex, I don't care I'll do it."

She sighed and nodded, "I know that it's just it's just weird to me to have to ask you to have sex with me."

I smiled, "Well then Demi will you please have sex with me?"

She groaned and hit my arm, "See?! It's weird!"

I rolled my eyes and leaned down, pressing my lips to hers and kissing her deeply. I walked her slowly back to the bed and laid her down, kissing my way down her chest and sliding my hands under her sports bra. She arched her back under my hands, desperately bumping our crotches together. I quickly pulled her pants off along with my boxers and slid a couple fingers in her, no surprise she was dripping wet.

"You ready baby?"

She dug her nails into my back and hissed into my hear, "Shut the fuck up."

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As soon as I walked into the yoga class holding Demi's hand I nearly walked out but she pulled me back, "Come on you promised." She pouted, but I shook my head.

"You didn't tell me the instructor was a dude."

She shrugged innocently, "You didn't ask."

Halfway through the class, I was practically shaking with rage as the guy used Demi yet again as an explain a pose in which his crotch was almost entirely against hers. Then, he stood and tapped her butt as a thank you, and I stood up abruptly, stepping towards him but Demi put a hand on my chest, a warning in her eyes. I shook my head and stalked out, slamming the door behind me. A few minutes later Demi ran after me and I could tell she was furious.

"What the hell was that?!" She asked, shoving my chest back against the car.

"He was all over you! Staring at your ass and touching you."

She rolled her eyes, "Oh come on! He was just showing the others what to do!"

I shook my head, "I'm not sitting there and watching him rub his hands all over you and just..." I trailed off with a disgusted expression.

"Well we have to come again tomorrow so get your shit together and your petty jealousy issues out of your head."

I snorted, "There's no way I'm walking back into that building unless you want me to punch that guy in the face."

Demi rolled her eyes as we got in the car, "Always so fucking dramatic."

Once we got home, Demi walked straight up to the bedroom and slammed the door. I sighed and rubbed my face, then turned on the football game and sat on the couch, nursing a beer. I heard footsteps on the stairs but didn't turn my head as Demi sat down on the couch next to me with a huff and stared at me. I just took another sip from the bottle and curtly upturned my chin to the TV. She sighed and pulled her feet up, placing them in my lap and crossing her arms. I leaned back and set the beer on the counter then began to gently rub her feet. Demi snuggled into the couch and watched me for awhile.

"What's on your mind?"

I shrugged, "Mentally picturing killing that guy, and I want the giants to win."

She sighed, "Look, obviously this is something that's going to come up in our relationship a lot Nicko. People are going to touch me, bodyguards, massages, dancers. And most of them are guys. You need to get it through your head that I don't want anyone else but you for the rest of my life."

I shook my head, "I know that, but you have to realize that it's who I am. If you want someone who won't care when other guys touch you or won't care when they see other guys watching you with the same eyes that I watch you with, I can't be that. I can't just sit there, it's not who I am. I'll change for you Demi, I can be whoever you want me to be, but I can't change that."

Demi crawled over and sat in my lap, knotting her fingers in my hair, "I've told you so many times baby I don't want you to change. I like that you're protective, I've never had someone feel that way about me, like they're afraid to lose me. I've never had someone protect me, or make me feel safe simply by holding my hand or my waist. I can't explain how I feel about you in words. It's just... sometimes it's a bit overbearing. I don't like when I have to apologize for your behavior to people. I don't like to see the look in people's eyes when you storm out of somewhere. I just... I think we need some time."

I could feel my heart dropping, "What do you mean 'time' Demi? Are you breaking up with me?"

"No!" She assured, "I think we just need a break, take a breather because this is getting way too intense for the both of us and we need to just step back and gather ourselves."

I could feel a lump forming in my stomach, "But this isn't permanent right? I can still come to doctor's appointments and stuff right?"

Demi nodded, "Of course it's not permanent baby I love you so much, but we need to take a little time. We love hard, both of us do, and sometimes we get caught up in it."

I nodded, trying to stop the weight that was slowly crushing my lungs.

"Breathe Nicko." Demi whispered, pressing her hands against my cheeks and her lips to mine, "Breathe baby, this isn't it for us. Not even close, we're gonna go far, we're gonna have this baby and be the best parents possible."

I nodded and leaned up, kissing her with as much emotion as I could. "I'm so sorry."

She shook her head, "Don't you dare be sorry, it's not you and it's not me. We need this and it'll be good for us."

"I hope so."

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