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Chapter 39 (18+)

"Finally got her to sleep." Becky let's out a deep breath as she sits down next to Freen on the couch, putting her hands over her shoulder.

"She is excited to have you back." Freen says leaning her head on Becky's shoulder.

"I know." Becky smiles, as Freen closes her eyes and finally enjoys the moment that they are back together, in each other's arms.

They stay like that for a while until becky clears her throat, "Are you ready for bed?"

"Yes." Freen whispers opening her eyes.

On her walk to the bedroom, all Freen could remember were her friend's words. She have to tell Becky, there is no right or wrong time for this. She might as well rip the band-aid off.

Just as she opens her mouth to say something, she feels Becky's breath right behind her.

Becky traces her lips over Freen's shoulders, reaching her neck as she leaves soft kisses.

Freen shudders at the contact, "What are you doing?"

"I missed you." Becky whispers against her skin eliciting goosebumps.

Freen's heart hammered against her chest. Every touch, every kiss felt extremely intense. She highly doubted it was because of her pregnancy.

"There's something I need to tell you." Freen breathed out.

"What is it?" Becky whispered trailing her lips up Freen's ear and biting her earlobe.

Freen all but trembled, letting out a loud moan.

"Huh?" Becky smirks pulling back.

Freen shakes her head, her eyes darker with desire, "Nothing important." She says pulling Becky into a passionate kiss.

"Are you sure?" Becky asks pulling back, breathing heavily.

"Shut up and fuck me." Freen commands capturing her lips, slipping a hand under her shirt.

"Gladly." Becky murmurs against Freen's lips.

“You,” Freen says against her neck, slipping both hands under Becky's shirt, “are wearing entirely too many clothes, darling.”

Becky grins, letting Freen help her pull her t-shirt over her head and slowly shed the rest of her clothes.

Becky tosses her clothes to the side and pulls the sheets back as Freen does the same.

“God,” Becky whispers, and she simply stares for a moment as Freen climbs into bed. Finally, she blinks and shakes her head, joining Freen under the covers and immediately placing a hand against her hip. “You are so beautiful, Freen.”

"Can you be gentle?" Freen suddenly asks making Becky frown in confusion.

"I wanna savour every moment, I had missed you so much." She immediately adds. Which was only partly true, the major reason is her being pregnant. The doctor had told her she could still have sex. But Freen didn't want to risk anything.

She pulls Becky closer, kissing her softly. Becky responds instantly and shifts herself on top of Freen, bracing herself on an elbow, her other hand slowly traveling up and down her side.

Becky pulls back, nipping gently at Freen's earlobe, smiling at the expected gasp it draws. “I love hearing you,” she whispers, tracing the edge of her ear with the tip of her tongue.

A hand tangles in her hair and Freen turns her head, encouraging the attention, and Becky continues, trailing wet kisses along her collarbone. When she feels Freen's fingers press into her scalp and hears the woman’s heart pound as she covers the side of her neck with kisses, she presses her mouth against the skin there and sucks gently.