I could hardly believe that seven and a half months had gone by and it was the week after the fourth of July...one week to go and we would be welcoming Luciano and Lorenzo and I was ready. Ready to be a mommy, a good one I hoped, and with Vincent by my side, it wouldn't or couldn't be any better.
Vincent had the idea several months ago to move them downstairs, so no more traversing the stairs and speaking of my gorgeous husband, he was sitting with this back against their headboard, long legs spread and waiting for me to go and sit between them.
"Hey baby" I said, sounding exhausted. Vincent gave me the look again and I had to reassure him that I felt fine, that I was just tired. "Well, come here my beautiful wife" he said smiling and holding his hand out for me.
Walking on my knees over to my husband, I turned my big belly around and plopped down between his legs. "I need to get my hands on you baby" he said as he leaned forward and put both hands on my belly and started caressing and rubbing our sons.
"Would I sound like a horrible mother if I said I was ready for them to come out of me?" I was having a problem getting comfortable to the point I wanted to cry. "Come on" he said helping me up. "We have the house to ourselves. I think you will be more comfortable in the pool. Put your boxers and tank shirt and grab some towels. Come on" he encouraged.
Once we were down at the pool and I had stepped off that last step and into the tepid pool and I knew immediately Vincent had the right idea with coming out here. I floated on my back with Vincent standing in between my legs and massaging my belly.
"Hmm baby" I murmured. "That feels so good." We walked around and from one end of the pool to the other, when he stopped and all of a sudden I could feel his breath right above my lips and it intoxicated me, his closeness, the way his hardness felt pressed into me.
"Sit me up and carry us down into the deep in" I said seductively. "I think I see where this is going and I'm liking it, very much" he said, nipping my bottom lip. I took his offered hands and was pulled up with ease as he walked us deeper.
When we made it to our destination, I asked him to help me get my shorts off and then take his off and put on the ledge of the pool, he gave me that orgasmic smile and I knew right there, that he would always be the love of my life.
I reached between us and was overjoyed to find that my husband was as turned on as I was and wanted what I did and that was for him to be inside me. "Hold on to my neck" he told me as he held my right leg open and sunk into me with a slow exhale of his breath.
Laying my head on his shoulder, I pressed my lips into the side of his neck and silently wondering what he would think if I marked him and decided I didn't care, I was going to, so I started gently sucking, then licking with my tongue, then suck a little harder and so on.
All I got from Vincent were sexy, deep growls and moans, but that was good enough to me as I marked my lover and mate and damn it felt good to plant my flag on the continent of Vincenzo Siranni.
"Oh baby I know what you're doing and I love it, I love how your mouth feels while you mark me, damn its so sexy" Vincent said, his hand finding its way under my tank shirt. Squeezing, gently, and rolling my n*pple between his fingers.
Vincent rolled his hips into mine, his hands gripping my behind and pulling me to him. "You like how that feels?" he asked, pumping in and out of me. All I could do was grunt at him and it seemed enough for him.
"Just you wait until after these children are born" I half joked with him as he smirked at me...again but it didn't stop him from" continuing to assault my body with his. "Vincent, damn it! Please, baby..."I begged him, needing release.
"Think about me, Tesoro, think about my body, what it's doing to yours, how it makes you want to f*ck me" he husked. "Damn" I replied. My sex starting to seize up around him, the desire unbearable. "Damn" I said again. "Vincent, Lord God...please" I voiced.
"Do it, farfalla, I want to feel you, I need to feel you" he panted. I brought my face up to his, our eyes lock. "Kiss me please" I urged. Rubbing my thumb across his bottom lip, I touched our lips together, our soft skin brushing, my body shuddering and tingling at our contact.
I came, with my face buried in his neck, my nails digging into his back, curses slipping between my lips as I tried desperately to reign in my errant body.
"Feel better?" he whispered. I nodded, my face still laying against his neck. "I'm so tired too" I mumbled. "Well come on baby, let's get you inside, shower and bed. Sound good?" he asked. "Yeah, sounds good. Vincent?" I said. "Hmm?" he replied. "Thank you" I said. "Oh baby I love you and want to take care of you, so anything for you." I really loved this man.
My legs felt so wobbly and all I could figure out I was a lot more tired than I thought as Vincent got into the shower with me for fear I might fall. "Oh Vincent! Give me your hands, quick!" I shouted excitedly.
Reaching over with his hands, I placed them on either side of my belly and we waited, only for a moment and then his hands were kicked so hard they moved. "Are they usually this active?" he asked. I shook my head as his hands moved again. "Whew" I said, feeling like my breath was being shorted.
Vincent helped me finish so I could get out and lay down but when he wrapped the towel around me and we headed for our bed, I felt the liquid run down my legs and when I looked down at the clear puddle, I knew what had just happened and now I had to tell Vincent. Dear Lord, help me now.
"Honey, you need to go get our moms and I need for you to call Dr. Sylvio and tell him to call the hospital...now." I couldn't believe how calm my voice was while I gave instructions to a dazed Vincent. He looked at the floor and then back at me.
"Do you mean...is that what I think it is?" I could tell he was panicking now. I waddled to him, took his hand, and calmly told him "Yes daddy. Your sons have decided that they are ready to come into this world and we need to get ready for them. Okay?" Nodding he took his phone from his pocket and dialed the doctor's number.
"Dr. Sylvio, Calli is in labor. Her water has just broken. We are heading to the hospital now" Vincent told him. "Okay, we'll see you there."
"Alright, lets go have some babies" Vincent grinned.
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Bella Mafia
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