obama family ~ part three

chapter one.

  POV:
      "cammm go to sleep please" michelle said as he crawled on top of her. cam is 9 months old now. "dada" he said. she thought back to when her and barack would put him to sleep together until things went south a few weeks ago. and they said let's take a breather for a minute. "dada is not here right now" she said to him. "dada!" he cried out. "gosh" michelle grunted laying him down on her bed. she didn't want to call barack at all. she walked out shutting the door, her heart broke hearing him cry. she walked to the kitchen grabbing her phone off the counter. "don't do it miche.... your gonna regret it girl..... but he's still my husband and he wants his daddy" her mind had a million different thoughts going through it. she walked back in her bedroom and looked cam crying. "okay" she huffed out pushing the button. it started to ring and she bite her lip.
meanwhile at the White House...... barack is in office in the family residence. he huffed leaning back in the chair. "i miss my wife" he admitted to himself. his phone started ringing. he saw that it was michelle and his face lit up. "hello" he said in his deep voice. he heard camden crying and squealing in the back. "michelle whats wrong baby" he asked concerned. she huffed in the phone..... "he's crying for you" she said on the brink of tears herself. he could tell in her voice that she wanted him there. "do you want to come and help with him" he asked her softly through the phone. "please" she said picking cam up as a tear fell. "okay im on the way" he said. the secret service drove in a single car over to blair house in no time. "shhhh daddy's coming, daddy's on the way" she said rocking him side to side looking out the window, all while wiping tears. 10 minutes later...... *knock! *knock! she ran to the door. "god okay" she huffed pulling herself together. she opened the door. "hi" she said flashing that beautiful slime of hers. 
          he looked her up and down in her silky red and black night gown. he bite his lip as thoughts ran though his mind wildly. they hadn't had sex since her birthday a few months ago. once he made it to her face, he could tell she'd been crying too. cam reached for him practically falling out of michelles arms. "shhh it's okay dadas here now" he said walking in and taking cam. barack had him sleep in no time. he walked out to see michelle sitting on the couch bouncing her leg up and down playing with her hands. she does this when something bothering her. "heyy, heyy what's wrong" he said sitting beside her wrapping his arms around her. "n-n-nothing" she uttered. "come on miche! im still ur husband" he said to her. "damnit" she huffed out getting up. "i miss you for god sakes! i miss ur scent! i miss ur slime! i miss ur laugh! i miss ur kisses and hugs! i miss waking up next to you in the mornings! and gosh i miss ur touch, it's killing me!" she cried out to him.
         he stormed towards her taking his lips on hers as they closed there eyes. "mmmm" michelle hummed as there tongues fought for power. "ive missed you" she said softly. "ive missed you too" he said picking her up bring her to the couch. "barack, mmmm" she moaned out as he stucked on her neck. he felt her heart pounded. barack savored every inmate moment with michelle always. her legs were tight around his waist. he unwrapped her legs noticing she wasn't wear anything under her night gown. barack licked his lips looking at something he hadn't had in months. "wait! what will this mean?" she said cutting on music. he didn't answer. he went down kissing up and down her thighs as the scent of strawberry's and vanilla got his nose making him want her more. "b-barack" she said softly. he looked into her eyes seeing the wheels turning.... he enclosed her lips around her womanhood. "oh my god!" she fall back off her elbows in pleasure.