Chapter thirty-three
Shane
Naughty mosquitoes.
We settle in on the bed after I’ve set up a movie on the laptop. The Lake House begins to play on the huge white screen, and Aubrey eyes light up with excitement when she notices I’ve put one of her favorite movies on.
“You remembered,” she says with wonder. It was something she mentioned to me when we first started dating.
“I remember everything you say, Angel.” I lean back into the pillows as she rests her head on my chest.
I place my phone beside me since we’re still waiting for the pizza to arrive while she drags a tray filled with every candy imaginable between us and begins to pick at it.
Surprisingly, our furry babies aren’t trying to get to the food and instead stay on the floor in their bed.
Although when the pizza arrives, that will be another story.
She was right when she said I shouldn’t feed them table food.
Now every time they smell something good, they come running and beg.
“You know, this date turned out pretty much like our first.” Aubrey giggles as she munches on her licorice.
“How so?”
“Well, we made food but didn’t eat it. We had wine but didn’t drink it. And instead, we’re having sweets in bed before the actual dinner, which is takeout, like last time,” she points out.
I laugh when I realize how right she is. “I don’t think I’m good at this date thing either.”
“I think our dates are perfect,” she says, lifting her head and smiling at me.
“I think you’re perfect,” I whisper as her eyes stay on me, something like comprehension passing through them. “What are you thinking about, sweetheart?”
“Do you remember Cecilia’s vows during her wedding?” she asks quietly.
I chuckle. “If I’m being honest, my focus wasn’t really on them during the ceremony.”
Her cheeks take on a pink hue when she understands what I’m implying.
“She vowed to fall in love with Silas every day.” She smiles, looking down at her hands.
“I didn’t understand what she meant by that.
In my mind, once you were in love that was it.
You couldn’t keep falling in love with the same person, since you already were. ”
Her eyes come back up to mine. “But now I do. Because no matter how much I already love you, it feels like I’m falling in love with you all over again, just a little more each day.”
There’s nothing to say to that, no words I could possibly say that would equal what I feel right now for this extraordinary woman. So instead, with my heart in my throat, I fuse my lips to hers.
She’s everything I could have ever dreamed of. Even if it took four years for our story to begin, four years of watching her at a distance, four years of longing for something I thought I’d never have.
I’d do it all over again if it meant living this moment with her right now.
My phone pings, ruining the moment as our kiss deepens, clearly leading to something more. I groan, wanting to ignore it, but then Aubrey’s stomach growls and she turns bright red.
“Let me get that pizza, then we’ll eat and get back to this.” I peck her lips and hurry off the bed and into the house with my phone.
Five minutes later, I return with the three boxes of pizza, setting them down on the bed as Aubrey sits up.
It’s then I notice we now have a companion with us.
Cupcake. She’s always after Aubrey, certainly when I leave her alone.
She’ll be a great guard dog around my wife and child. The other four, I’m still not sure.
“Please tell me you didn’t get an extra pizza for the dogs?” She watches me open all three of them.
“No, I didn’t. But now that you mention it, I probably should have. Right, pups?” I look down at where they whine from the floor, waiting for a bite of the delicious greasy food.
I pick up one slice of meat lovers and begin to rip it up into little pieces, handing them each one. As I go to give one to Cupcake, I spot Aubrey passing her a piece of bacon from her slice.
I gasp in faux shock. “I thought we weren’t feeding them table food!?”
Aubrey laughs as she blushes. “I can’t help it! Look at her, she’s so calm and perfect. She deserves some bacon.”
I laugh, shake my head, and kiss Aubrey’s forehead. After we’ve eaten pizza and snacks to our heart’s content, we settle back down against the pillows to continue watching the movie peacefully. “I love this movie. It reminds me of us,” Aubrey says after a while.
“It does?” I try to think back on the parts of the movie I actually watched. But the truth is, my eyes have been on my Angel most of the way through it.
She nods. “Unexpected love. Impossible love. A love that shouldn’t be happening, yet they can’t stop it and defeat the odds to be together, despite all the obstacles in the way.
” She sits up on the bed facing me and looks deep into my eyes as hers shine with emotions.
“I’m happy we fought to be together, Shane. I’m happy you’re mine.”
I cradle her cheek, pulling her in. “I’ve always been yours, Aubrey.”
We kiss, resuming to the moment we had earlier as her hands glide up my covered chest and she begins to unbutton my dress shirt. I let her explore me with her hands like she does every time she removes my shirt, then she moves to my shorts, leaving me in only my boxers.
Reaching for her dress, I slide it over her hips and baby bump, then higher over her head, and toss it to the side where my clothes now lay.
I unhook her bra, baring her beautiful breasts to me, and when she lies back against the pillows, I slowly trail her panties down her legs, leaving her fully exposed.
The most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen.
I lean over her, kissing her lips then her neck. I trace my tongue across her collarbone, down the slope of her breast, grazing her nipple with my teeth before twirling my tongue around the hard peak and lightly sucking on it.
Her back arches as she lets out a breathy moan, hands fisting the sheets beneath her.
A bit of colostrum leaks out of her tip and onto my tongue.
I remember the first time that salty liquid hit my tastebuds, I was a little confused and Aubrey was extremely embarrassed.
She was even more embarrassed when I questioned Dr. Carlson about it, mainly if it was bad to ingest it.
Turns out it’s all natural and simply her breasts preparing to produce the real milk that our daughter will feed on. Although Dr. Carlson did advise me not to stimulate her breasts too much as it could lead to labor.
Bringing my mouth over to her other breast, I give it a little attention as well before moving lower down her rounded stomach. I pause there to kiss our daughter, unable to stop myself despite being in the middle of this intimate moment.
“Go to sleep, Little Star. Mommy and Daddy are going to have a bit of alone time now,” I whisper against her belly.
“Shane, please don’t talk to our daughter when we’re about to have sex. It makes it weird.” Aubrey giggles with a smile on her face.
“Sorry,” I say with a soft chuckle as I continue my way down, kissing over the pale stretch marks that she worries about but I love. They’re proof of what she’s been through for our daughter.
I spread her legs once I’ve reached the place I was aiming for, trailing my lips down the inside of her thighs. I then place a tender kiss on either side of her folds and right above her sensitive bud, where she’s now baby smooth, breathing cool air over it but never touching it.
Aubrey usually keeps a small triangular patch of hair on her mound, but the last time she got waxed two months ago, she claimed it was more painful than usual and wasn’t sure if she still wanted to do that.
After a bit of research, we discovered that the increase in pain she was feeling was most likely due to the pregnancy.
Since then, she’s been shaving herself bare, but now that her belly is huge and in the way, she’s afraid to do it herself.
Which is why yesterday, I found her crying in the bathroom, because she wanted to do it but couldn’t see anything. I offered to do it for her, even though I had never shaved a woman down there before.
She immediately refused and flushed from head to toe.
But after a little persuasion and reminding her that I’ve had my face there multiple times, she finally let me do it.
It probably took way longer than necessary, but I really didn’t want to mess it up or cut her.
And, not to brag, but I did a pretty damn good job.
Aubrey squirms and whimpers. “Shane, please.”
“Please what?” This time I replace the kisses with licks, still not touching her where she wants.
She bucks her hips, trying to get my mouth in the right place, but I pull away slightly. She groans and throws her head back, hitting her fists against the bed. “You know what I want,” she whines.
“Say it.” I look up at her as she rests on her elbows, this time nibbling beside her sensitive skin.
Her chest rises and falls as her lips part, eyes fully dilated as they watch me with hunger. She licks her lips as her cheeks turn red, preparing to say those naughty words I love hearing. “I want you to lick my pussy. Please, Shane, eat my pussy.”
I dive in before she can finish, devouring her in the most erotic way possible. I’m a starved man who’s spent endless days in the dry desert; she’s my heavenly mirage. And just like the delicious illusion, my thirst for her is never fully sated.
I lick up and down her lips, pressing my tongue into her entrance, coating it with her sweet juices before returning it to her throbbing bud and sucking it into my mouth. She gasps and moans loudly, her hand coming into my hair and fisting it at the roots as she rides my face.
“Oh God, yes, Shane!”
“That’s it, sweetheart. Use my mouth the way you want it.” I flick her nub with my tongue repeatedly, sucking and nibbling until she’s a writhing mess, crying out my name and exploding in my mouth.