We could have a life, us two.. (Completed)

Signs Of Life

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His head between her thighs Nellie bucked her hips tot the delicious feeling of her husbands hot mouth touching her most sensitive part. "Oh god!" He was eating her alive and it made her delirious in want. The way he played with her holding her thigh with one hand firmly in place made her crazy because she was squeezing them around him moving uncontrollably.

"I'm so close please don't stop!" she pressed his head closer to her with her hand and with the other she was crunching the sheets bellow her in her fist. She was so close she could feel that hot feeling building up in the pitch of her womb like she would explode at any moment and moaned so loud as she felt his moves slow and they became more elaborately making her more crazy.

"Sweeney!" She called when she couldn't feel him anymore, her orgasm wasn't approaching anymore just the opposite she totally lost the feeling and when she looked down she couldn't any one there.

"Sweeney?"

Covered in sweat Nellie opened her eyes and groaned in disappointment as she saw everything was a dream. She lay all alone in her bed again without him by her side. She wanted to sleep downstairs but Sweeney insisted her to sleep in their bed because she couldn't lay comfortably on the settee anymore, he said it wasn't a place for a pregnant woman to sleep and he felt bad for making her lay there while she was the one that wanted it, but he was right it was far from comfortable.. she turned to her other side, the side he always slept and sighed there was no possibility for her to fall asleep anymore so she crawled to side and let her legs hang out and slowly came out bed. She stroked her face thinking what a dream she had, she still could feel the effect on her. She wanted to forget the dream she had, what kind of person was she dreaming about things like that when her husband.. She didn't want to think about it and decided to go downstairs.

In the dark she came down the stairs and quietly entered the parlor so she didn't wake Sweeney who was fast asleep. The fire was long out and it was much colder at night therefore she went and lit a candle so she could see a bit.

That's better she thought to herself when she had some light and went to the fireplace and sat there on her knees to light the fire so he could sleep nicely warm. There opposite the fireplace lay Oscar curled up with his head upside down he clearly had been taking advantage of the heat until the fire went out, she smiled seeing him. In so little time, she had become used to have him around. He was very well behaved for such a small kitten.

With the light of the fireplace as she lit it she could see finally more clearly and looked at him sleeping. He looked so peacefully asleep. Without knowing she stood up and her her footsteps brought her to him. The week was out and it had been two days since they talked things out. He was more engaging in conversations and slowly coming loose, she could see that it did him good knowing what she felt. The feeling of sickness, weakness and the tremors where slowly disappearing. She was happy they could start to move on now.

She bended down and gave a kiss on his forehead "I love you" she whispered afraid of waking him up and slowly left his side to go to the kitchen. She felt famished and was going to search for something to eat. As she came in the kitchen the first thing she did was placing the kettle on the fire. While the water was warming up so she could make tea she took a piece of the pumpkin pie she made this morning "Mmmh" she moaned at the taste of it. She managed to make it delicious no wonder people wanted more she thought.

By the time her pumpkin pie was finished, the tea was boiling. She put the stove out and filled a nice cup of tea and went back to the parlor to sit there so she could watch her husband sleep or maybe read a book.

She placed the cup of tea on the little coffee table and took her book when she came in. The parlor had warmed up a bit, she loved her cosy home, it was like she always wanted it. She sat there on the settee looking at him feeling guilty and ashamed of herself for dreaming about things like that while he was in this state. She was glad he was slowly making peace with everything that happened, she even managed to win him over to accept the people in who came for their best wishes yesterday. It did him good seeing how they saw him as a hero after coming out alive out of such a storm like that. He needed to face the people that admired him and know they didn't belittle him just the opposite they all showed so much respect towards him and she could see what positive effect that had on him. It also was for he best that they had visited them, that way people had been in their homes, had seen that there was nothing secretive or to suspect from them and that they were an ordinary couple who were expecting a baby.