“It’s not.. a.. baby...”
"I know.. but I didn't find out until four months ago."
"You kept this from me for four months?"
"I was scared. I was scared to get attached to it," she absentmindedly rubbed her stomach as she spoke about their child growing inside of her. "I wouldn't even look at the monitor screen when they did an ultrasound. I couldn't. I couldn't get my hopes up let alone yours or the girls. After Angel.."
"Angel was different circumstances, Babe." He closed the space between them, leaning over to kiss her belly, then her hand, then her lips. "This baby isn't Angel."
"And it's not a baby."
"Huh?"
"It's not..a..baby." She raised her eyebrows. "I told you that I didn't look at the monitors, but it's not like I disregarded anything they told me about what was going on inside of me. We're having twins."
Freeman stood there, motionless. One hand over hers on top of her stomach the other cupped the back of her neck. She was afraid he'd gone into shock, but when she tried to move she felt the resistance in his response. He'd finally looked up at her. "Did you say you're pregnant with twins?"
Nodding slowly, she said, "Yes, twins. I just found out last week. I still haven't wrapped my head around it either." She paused to take in his facial expression, "I am really sorry, baby. I should have told you."
"I understand why you didn't, I can't be mad at you for trying to protect me and the girls and even yourself. Not after everything we've been through. But twins?"
She laughed out loud, "Yes!"
"Boys or girls? Or one of each?" He asked eagerly.
"I don't know. I didn't want to. Not without you present." She half-smiled at him.
He shook his head and kissed her. His lips were soft and warm, his tongue hot and intoxicating as it moved against hers. It was a heady thing kissing him. He filled her senses and her mind. She heard nothing, but the sounds he made. She felt nothing, but his touch. She wanted nothing, but to feel him moving against her, inside her. She ran her hand down his chest and wrapped her fingers around the shaft of his penis and began stroking his sex, not bothering to be gentle. He groaned against her mouth and she felt his body shake as he shivered. It'd been a long time since she touched him. A long time since he kissed her this way.
He grasped her buttocks and pulled her forward until she was half sitting on the table top and half off. Only thing from stopping her from falling off was Freeman. She stopped stroking him and wrapped her legs around his waist, gripping the edge of the table top with one hand and her other arm was wrapped around his shoulders as he continued to kiss her. She felt his hand slip down the side of her belly and eagerly waited for his touch. He'd barely started rubbing her clitoris before she came. She tipped her head back, gasping, Freeman's lips moving to her neck. He started to slip his finger inside of her, when she snapped her head up.
"Don't!" She pleaded, breathing heavily.
"What?" He seemed confused. He thought this is what she wanted.
"I want you, I want you inside me now. Please," she pleaded with him, tears filled her eyes. He was shocked by her reaction, but he also felt he understood it. "You don't have to be gentle with me. I know, I know that's what you're trying to do, but I can't wait any longer."
He kissed her once, twice, three times before he pulled her legs from around his waist and helped her to stand on her feet. He turned her around and with his chest pressed against her back he bent them both over the table, Faye's cheek pressed against the top. He grabbed her hands and guided them to each side of the table and with his hands he made her grab each side.
"Hold on tight, baby."
@charsimatic
