Chapter 16
CHAPTER
SIXTEEN
Phoebe
These past two months have been… busy, to say the least. My PICC line came out two days after I had bloodwork drawn and so far, despite later scrapings of the still healing wound, I’ve remained infection free.
To say that Thelma was ecstatic that I was pursuing my NP certification would be an understatement.
I met with the guidance counselor after I submitted all of the continuing education credits, as well as the advanced courses and training I’ve taken, and I’m being fast tracked.
It doesn’t happen often, but apparently, everything I do at the hospital, as well as my travel nurse experience, helped make it happen.
I’m still healing at home, but that’s allowing me to complete the online courses I need, so I won’t complain too much.
But it’s the time I’ve spent with Eli that means the most. While I’ve been focusing on achieving this next goal, he’s busted his ass to ensure the combat gym is up and running and getting to meet friends from that part of his life has been a lot of fun.
Most of them don’t ride, but that hasn’t stopped them from coming out to the various parties the club has thrown since we came back from the mountains, including Cami’s first birthday celebration.
Smiling, I reach down and scoop Kevin up and place him in the pet stroller we bought.
Actually, it’s a double-decker one and Eli converted part of it so that Kevin could be outside with us when we took Cami for a walk.
“God, that was a lot of fun,” I muse as I start walking.
I still have my wound vac, but I’m hopeful that the wound itself has gotten small enough that the doctor will remove it once and for all at my next appointment.
I still won’t be able to work, but I’ve gotten used to a slower pace.
Taking care of the house, helping with Cami, seeing my friends in the club; all of it has been wonderful.
My mind drifts back to the theme we picked, So Berry One-derful, and how Eli and his brothers transformed the area around the clubhouse into a wonderful experience for all of the kids.
Hell, even the men got into it, hanging fairy lights that had strawberry bulbs around, and setting up play stations for the three older girls.
With Cami just starting to toddle and PJ crawling, they built a sensory station for them as well, although I honestly think the men had just as much fun playing as the babies did.
But it was that night that will live on in my memory and if I ever develop dementia, I pray it’s the one that remains when all else fades.
“I can’t believe that Holly and Rebel were willing to take on another sugared-up child tonight,” I mused as we walked into our bedroom.
While we still hadn’t had sex per se, we’d gotten very familiar with each other’s bodies and mine was already thrumming with anticipation based on all of his touches and looks today.
While I was ready to go the night I had my PICC line removed, several things came up and ‘cock blocked’ us, as Eli calls it.
“Why? We’ll return the favor.”
I looked at him, shock on my face and asked, “Really?”
“Absolutely. We should practice having more than one kid running around, don’t you think?” he teased as he began undressing me.
Since I craved his hands on me, I wasn’t stopping him and if things didn’t go further than they had been, I was going to take the bull by the proverbial horns and jump his bones. “I guess so, but you know that we wouldn’t start out with older kids, right?”
He chuckled then leaned in to kiss me until we were both breathless, then he picked me up and walked into the bathroom where he set me back on my feet then turned the shower on.
Once he was satisfied that the temperature was just right, he stepped inside with me and then proceeded to bathe us both.
By the time he was done, I was exfoliated, lotioned, and so horny I could barely speak.
“No, but it will be good practice,” he replied as he picked me up and carried me over to our bed. We’d replaced my queen size with a king size, and I honestly loved the extra space. Not that we utilized it, preferring to be cuddled against one another when we were sleeping.
But future me was excited about movie nights with Cami and any other kids we had where we would be sprawled out on the bed, along with Kevin and any other pets that might come along. I wanted our room to be a safe place for them, where they could come and talk to us about everything and anything.
“If you say so,” I teased, reaching up to pull him on top of me. Feeling his solid weight against me had my breath stuttering in my chest until he leaned in and captured my lips with his own.
“I do,” he replied after he pulled back slightly. “Now, my needy girl, tell me what you want.”
“You. All of you,” I told him, my hands running along his sides. He had muscles on top of muscles and feeling him against me had my lower half writhing against him. “Please, Eli,” I moaned.
“My woman needs me, huh?” he asked as he cupped one of my breasts and began teasing my nipple. It was already erect but now, both sides felt heavy and swollen with need and want.
“More than you know,” I admitted. As far as I was concerned, our shower was the foreplay, and I honestly wanted to get to the main event at this point.
“Do I tease you some more?” he mused, grinning at me.
“No!” I exclaimed, arching my back so I could rub my core against him. “No more teasing, Eli.”
He grinned down at me as he lined himself against my entrance.
Our shower had ensured I was more than ready for him, and as he slowly entered me, I couldn’t help the sigh that passed my lips.
“Worth the wait,” he murmured as he finally bottomed out inside of me.
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and my legs around his hips and thrusted upward in an effort to get him to move, which had him laughing.
“We can go slow next time, Eli, but right now, I want you hard and fast,” I demanded. We had been building up to this for months and while I knew I was being dramatic, I couldn’t take it any longer.
“Kind of like a woman who knows what she wants,” he teased as he began a steady thrusting rhythm. “No games, no hidden agendas, just sharing what makes her feel good.”
“You make me feel good,” I replied, my nails now lightly digging into his shoulders as I felt my orgasm building.
“Same, sweetheart,” he muttered, his breath now coming out in pants.
As he increased his speed, the only sound in our room was our skin slapping together, along with the soft sighs and moans I couldn’t hold back. “Eli,” I groaned when he swiveled his hips and put a delicious amount of pressure on my clit.
“Gonna give it to me?” he asked, repeating the motion.
Since I was nearing lift off, I could only nod as I felt my sheath clench down on his dick. “Eli!” I screamed as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me. Three thrusts later, he stilled over me and I felt his come filling me.
Warm arms banded around me and sensuous lips nuzzled my neck. “You’re thinking about that night again, aren’t you?” he asks against my ear.
“How did you know?”
“Because you get a certain look on your face whenever you replay it in your head,” he replies. “Plus, you’re making those noises that drive me fucking insane,” he adds.
“Maybe you should do something about that then,” I cheekily suggest.
He cages me with his arms and starts pushing the stroller back toward the house. “Kind of like that idea but honestly thought I’d get home and you’d be studying.”
“I’m taking a break,” I admit. “My eyes were starting to cross so I figured a little bit of fresh air might help.”
“Guess it’s going to be a longer break then,” he teases.
“I hate that we had to wait but it was so worth it,” I tell him once we’re both sated. As the sweat cools on my body, I shiver a bit and he reaches down to pull up the sheet to cover both of us.
“Yeah, it was, sweetheart. Definitely an exercise in patience.”
Despite the fact that I’m now drowsy, I giggle. “Can I ask you a question?”
“You can ask me anything,” he responds.
“How long do you want to wait before we have a baby of our own?” I ask.
“Whenever it happens, it happens.”
“Well, in about seven or so months, give or take, Cami’s going to be a big sister,” I reply. “Seems that despite all of my healthcare knowledge and experience, I forgot one small detail when it comes to antibiotics and an implant.”
“Which is?”
“The first round of IV antibiotics rendered the birth control ineffective,” I say. “Honestly, I knew that about oral contraceptives but totally spaced about my implant.” He rolls me over so I’m once again underneath him. “What are you doing?” I ask.
“Celebrating the fact that the woman I love is going to give me another child,” he replies, leaning in to kiss me. “Seems where you’re concerned, my down time is minimal, almost like it was when I was younger.”
“I love you, Eli,” I say as we pull apart. “Still think doing the traveling nurse thing will be possible for me?”
“Absolutely,” he says. “Now, let me show you how much I love you.”