I am warning you in advance, this chapter isn't the most appropriate. In fact, it's the least appropriate. It's not that bad, I'm just telling you that it's not exactly clean. It's not the clean version.
Don't worry, it's not 50 Shades of Grey. That, is readable porn. Not that I've read it or anything. But I know people that have.
But it is funny at the end.
Okay, enough informing you about things.
Here's the chapter.
*Katie's POV*
Louis wraps an arm around my waist and kisses my neck while we're laying in bed. It's been about an hour since we got both kids to sleep. Fortunately, Mariah's sleeping through most of the night now.
"So babe, I was thinking." Louis says.
"Yeah. . . . " I say.
"Well, we haven't really had any time to ourselves since before Mariah was born."
"But-"
"You know what I mean."
I do know what he means.
He starts kissing me passionately. I know what he wants.
"What about Jordan and Mariah?" I whisper.
"Both are out like a light." he says.
"But Mariah could wake-"
"She won't know any different and she won't remember a thing." He just knows how to get what he wants.
He pulls me on top of him and starts kissing me again. I can feel the hard bulge through his pants that gets harder every second. He snakes his hand up my shirt and unhooks my bra.
Our kisses become more heated as he takes my shirt off.
He rolls over so he's now on top of me and continues kissing me everywhere.
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My fingers are tangled in his hair while his are tangled in mine. His body pressed against mine. Lips moving in sync.
If I get pregnant I swear. . . .
He moves his lips from mine to my jaw, making his way to my neck. Pleasure coursing through my body and just radiating from him.
I moan when he starts sucking on the soft skin on my neck.
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"I love you." I sigh holding Louis' bare torso closer to me. The sounds of his breathing and heartbeat filling my ears.
"I love you too." he whispers and kisses the top of my head.
"Mama? Daddy?" I hear Jordan say. He sounds scared.
"Shit." Louis mumbles quiet enough that only I heard him.
"Yeah baby?" I ask him.
"I had a scary dream." he says.
"Sweetie, go back to bed and daddy or I will be there in a minute." I tell him. "'Kay?"
"Okay."
"That was close." Louis whispers.
"Oh yeah." I mumble.
*Louis' POV*
"Hey buddy, you okay?" I ask my son, sitting down on his bed. Fully clothed, don't worry.
"Yeah." he says.
"Okay."
"Daddy?"
"Yeah?"
"Is our house haunted."
"I don't think so."
"Oh. 'Cause it sounded like I heard ghosts."
"You did?"
"Yeah, they were moaning. One said your name a lot."
"When?" I can feel my panic rising.
"A little bit ago.
Shit. I could've sworn he was asleep. Shit. Shit. Shit. "Don't worry, buddy, I'm sure it was nothing."
"Okay."
"Now, go back to bed."
"'Kay." He crawls under his covers. "Night, daddy."
"Night, buddy."
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AN
And Jordan heard mummy and daddy doing. . . things.
Guess who later on in life is going to be scarred for life?! Jordan!
So, I had my senior pictures today. They went well. . . until we were outside on this bridge in the woods and it started raining. That wasn't fun. Which means that senior pictures part two is on Saturday!
In other news that means that all I need to do now before school starts-blecch-is get my Letterman's jacket updated and go school shopping. I'm excited for that because I get new clothes two or three times a year. Christmas, my birthday, and back to school. But my mom never knows what to get me for Christmas and my birthday,so it's sometimes only for back to school. Unless I need something, like a new shirt for a concert or my dress for Homecoming. So, that means, a good chunk of my wardrobe dates back to eighth or ninth grade. The sad part here is that my brother is going into eighth grade himself while I'm going to be a senior. I still need to get my drivers license. Well, at least I have my permit! My goal is to get it before school starts on September third. I'm scared!
Enough rambling for one night.
Stay lovely mah petite croissants!
Je t'aime!
-Sarah
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